Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 252
Zuo Wu accidentally overheard Hui Feng's conversation, and a different thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

how to say?Moving "rotten flesh"?
It sounds like something interesting!
He looked around and felt that no one was paying attention to him now, so he patted his clothes, retreated behind everyone, squatted down carefully in the shadows, and gathered the powder on the ground into a small pile.

He grabbed another handful, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it together, as if he had captured the past leisure time.

Before he took up the burden at hand, after spending unforgettable nights with Ai Shanshan, the sea monster would always take Zuo Wu to watch some old movies of Dilian, and zombie movies accounted for a large proportion of them. high theme.

Zuo Wu doesn't like this subject, but finds it more interesting to look for loopholes in zombie films; for example, how can the expressive power of zombies in the movie rival the weapons of the atomic age, and why they don't need to abide by the conservation of energy and so on.

As a result, he was bitten by Ai Shanshan, which then triggered a big battle, and his fatigue multiplied.

This allowed Zuo Wu to learn to keep silent, and also made Ai Shanshan always feel drowsy when he came across this kind of film randomly; he only woke up occasionally, and he would marvel at the focused expression of the sea monster when he was addicted to the film. beauty.

She would laugh low at blood splashes that were so cheap that the colors were distorted; she would also weep lowly at the poor acting skills of the actors, and the snot-blowing tissues were like the hem of her skirt lifted by the breeze.

Zuo Wu was thinking, is a piece of carrion from a zombie movie a rare gift for Ai Shanshan?

It's a pity that carrion is unexpectedly hard to find in the Imperial Union and even the Star Sea Alliance.

After Dilian lost several animal husbandry planets, it fell into a crisis of shortage of natural food. Everyone ate synthetic food with an extremely long shelf life.

Maybe tens of thousands of years later, the next generation of archaeologists can still eat the synthetic food that has been handed down.

As for the corpses of ordinary people?That is even more cherished.

Dilian has set a 300-year lifespan for its people, and it is destined to monitor everyone's physical condition for a long time. There will be many corpse-collecting creations standing by around the people who are near the end of their lifespans, and they will be killed at the moment the corpse is produced. Recycle.

When Ben Hu died in front of Zuo Wu on Tranquil Planet before, he received such treatment; after the penniless father was quickly taken back, Zuo Wu also faintly felt that Dilian's policy of recovering corpses was somewhat suspicious.

It's actually free.

This somewhat inconceivable phenomenon made Zuo Wu always feel that there was some secret hidden in it. Unfortunately, at the moment when the entire Dilian disappeared, the priority of proving this matter was placed quite low.

As for other channels to find carrion, Zuo Wu hadn't thought about it, but the more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

Where I walked, it seems that most of the residents there have no bones left——

The dead industrial planet was shattered by the star gate of the Chudan angel, and the quiet planet and the noisy planet disappeared with the Imperial Alliance;
Ying Ge Suo was fine before his disappearance. The neutron killing killed all life on the surface of the planet, including those microbes that could decompose corpses.

In this way, before Yinggesuo disappears with the Imperial Union, the tiger people's corpses may still be preserved vividly, which has nothing to do with decay.

As for other places where there may be carrion, Zuo Wu has never been there; every day after getting to know Aishanshan is very fulfilling, and I really don't have enough time to go shopping by myself.

and so.

The powder in front of him may be the closest thing to carrion around Zuo Wu in a conceptual sense.

And the most important thing is that according to what Xiang Dushi said, these powders will return to their mimicked appearance in a huge natural phenomenon later.

Zuo Wu carefully carried the powder in his pocket, feeling that this planet was somewhat similar to a "zombie".

The essence of a zombie is a corpse, a person with only a human shape; this planet is also mimicked by powder, whether it can be regarded as a planet in the traditional sense is worth talking about.

And these powders can be recovered slowly, and then gradually collapsed under the influence of the natives or people, and then repaired, repeating in vain;
It seems that the zombies can always bleed out moist wounds that will never dry up.

Ai Shanshan, who loves this kind of film, didn't come down with him. It's a pity to listen to his analogy.

But just as the soil in his hometown can enshrine the grief of a wanderer, the powder from the earth may also arouse Aishanshan's curiosity.

I don't know if the sea monster will be satisfied with his gift?
Zuo Wu patted the bag of his own powder, each powder is the aggregation of countless gray wind nano-robots, and the size of the aggregation is already larger than the distance between atoms, so there is no need to worry about leakage.

It's just that Zuo Wu doesn't know that his actions have been remembered by Xiang Xin; the young people who started the "honeymoon period" with seeking knowledge are extremely puzzled by Zuo Wu's actions.

It was the adventurer Rong Liangyuan who stopped him: "If I were you, I wouldn't have any doubts about the hobbies... or interests of my savior."

"Why?" Xiang Xin was puzzled.

"Because some things should be asked, and some things should not be asked."

"Why!" The same three words, this time Xiang Xin was a little annoyed.

"Because it's good for you."

Xiang Xin picked up the long-lost suspicion, narrowed his eyes, there are too many people who are kind to him today: "...why?"

Rong Liangyuan deeply covered his forehead, but he suddenly remembered himself who had just been taken into space by slave traders in the past - at that time, he was equally curious about everything, but if he said a word, his tongue might be pulled out.

He decided to be more "hard-boiled" today.

……

Zuo Wu, holding the powder in his pocket, walked slowly towards Gray Wind and the Photon Puppet, but felt a little guilty for no reason.

After all, some of her rotten flesh was snatched away under the nose of Gray Wind, so it would always be a little strange; although there were a lot of powder outside, it had nothing to do with the quantity.

They are still confirming with Dushi about the recovery of the planet.

Hui Feng listened, nodding frequently, making gestures from time to time, and patting her own biceps to cheer her up, as if she was measuring whether she could do something similar.

Seeing Zuo Wu approaching, Huifeng turned his head, originally wanting to ask Zuo Wu for advice.

It's just that she suddenly noticed Zuo Wu's bulging pocket, her eyes straightened, and she folded her arms again, not knowing where to put her gaze:

"Hmm! Mr. Zuo Wu, you have a crush on me... Interested! I'm very happy, but there's no need to carry my carrion with you, right? It's... I'm sorry."

Seeing that Zuo Wu was found, he could only take out the small bag unwillingly: "Then do you want to return it?"

"Ah? Ah, no need... No, return it to me. If you want to collect it, at least find a place where I can't find it... Not right, you may not have a chance afterwards."

Gray Wind was at a loss, looking at the bag and wondering whether he should take it or not.

But Zuo Wu frowned: "What do you mean there will be no chance in the future?"

"Oh, it's the recovery process of this planet's landform, which may be my chance to reawaken these powders."

Zuo Wu was disappointed: "Wait, after awakening, aren't they no longer carrion?"

How can this send Ai Shanshan who likes zombie movies?
Gray Wind's bewilderment deepened. She had just told the photon puppet that she was not good at comforting others, especially Zuo Wu's disappointment, which really baffled her:

"Well, it can't be said that it's not rotten meat, it's just that the degree of rottenness is not so high,"

She gestured and drew: "How should I put it, Mr. Zuo, do you know about stem cells?"

"This kind of cell has a strong ability to differentiate. Almost all types of progeny cells in your human body are differentiated from it. It only differentiates once. After having a highly specialized structure, it can no longer continue to differentiate."

Zuo Wu's face softened slightly: "I see, I just compared you to a stem cell, so these 'carrion' are actually your highly differentiated daughter cells?"

"That's right! It's a little embarrassing to say it, but every nano-creation that makes up my body is very powerful when taken out alone, not the kind provided by Marika. After a little work, I will return to your hands to rest Long time... slacker!"

Indeed, the medical creation given by Marika has already protested many times just to cure Xiang Xin and his grandfather's internal wounds and stubborn diseases. At this moment, they are completely lying in the syringe and need to be charged for a long time.

Gray Wind coughed lightly, and rubbed his blushing cheeks that were anthropomorphic due to embarrassment:

"All in all, my functions can be described as diverse, and I can mimic more things than you can think of. Whether it's a battleship, a human, or an animal, it doesn't matter!"

"And these powders are highly specialized mimics for the planet's surface; when they were in their prime, mountains, water, land, and oceans, not to mention their shapes, were real functions, and they could be simulated individually with quark precision!"

She pointed to the core of their ancestors' survival: "Even the remaining air and water in that device are mimics of my cells that have not been deactivated!"

In their heyday, these creations can perfectly reproduce the functions of their analogues; landscapes and trees, and even entire ecosystems, and even the nature of the planet.

Zuo Wu was a little puzzled: "But this has nothing to do with the 'just a shape' outside."

The powder world was so barren that there wasn't even much air left for the flames to ignite outside.

Gray Wind covered her face more and more deeply: "Well, didn't the technology hunter guess with you about this reason, the fact is almost the same as your guess! Just... don't let me say it myself !"

Guess made by myself and technology hunters?Zuo Wu suddenly realized.

They guessed that every "cell" of Gray Wind is extremely upright.

If you pretend to be hair, it will be burned due to the friction with the air; if you pretend to be an ordinary person, you can be killed by gangsters with ordinary knives in the street.

The same will happen after mimicking nature.

Grasslands will wither, oceans will evaporate, stones will crumble, and forests will be consumed by accidental fires.

Gray Wind's voice is as thin as a mosquito:
"Hmm, the highly specialized cells are a little more stupid than usual, and even less flexible..."

"After being burned, withered or changed form, I don't know how to turn around, I can only collapse a little bit, and finally only the ability to maintain the shape remains..."

"Maintaining the shape is relatively the easiest; it is also the last thing these half-rotten flesh can maintain. Even so, they cannot be repaired as they go."

That's why this world is a barren of powder.

And this is just one planet. According to the feedback sent by the explorers who went to other planets on the Go to the Dead, what happened to the planet under Zuo Wu's feet is definitely not an isolated case.

Even in this cosmic fragment, the failure of ordinary wireless communication means may also be related to the mimicry of these half-rotten flesh——

Gray Wind can simulate all kinds of macroscopic things, and of course it can also simulate various particles that are used by conventional communication methods in the current Milky Way.

Those particles are much more difficult to capture than macroscopic powders. In addition, the energy of research on the Necromancer was all focused on the macroscopic performance of the planet under its feet, so the problem of communication particles was not discovered for a while.

This is Zuo Wu's conjecture, reaching such a conclusion is only a little slower than the group of professional scientists like technology hunters.

The photon puppet has already used the black thread to send the conjecture back to the starship, and the technology hunters in the small square box in the starship plan to compete for the person in charge of this project by guessing fists.

Zuo Wu still had doubts:
"Wait, Gray Wind, this universe is a fragment of the universe from another parallel world, why are there so many half-rotten flesh of you in it?"

"Why are your cells so specialized that you even gave up the ability to think; instead of creating a personality like you are now?"

Photon Puppet Raises Hand:

"About the first question, we think that these structures that Miss Gray Wind has turned into half-carrion are most likely the 'Grey Wind' from this world~ I just don't know if you here still have this name."

Gray Wind is a creation from ancient times. Its age is more than a million years. In different worlds, she probably has experienced countless events that will cause time and space to diverge. It is very unusual to have another her in another world.

Listening to the speculation, Gray Wind nodded, folded his arms and murmured:

"Well, regarding Mr. Zuo Wu's question, I don't think I will be so stupid that I can forget about creating a personality."

"So I think that this world should also have an individual with personality made by me, but I don't know where he is, and whether he followed this cosmic fragment to our world."

The doubts of the three became more and more intense.

at this time.

From outside the cave, there was a faint sound of wind suddenly.

Xiang Dushi's expression changed.

The photon puppet also pulled the black wire leading to the Deadman: "Oh? The recovery process of the planet's surface has begun?"

Gray Wind nodded, stretched his neck, raised his feet and stepped out of the cave:

"This is the repair made by my half-rotten flesh with the remaining instinct, and only when they are activated by moving, I have the ability to interfere with them. After all, they are also my flesh."

"In this way, maybe we can get the remaining information inside and answer the doubts about the space debris. I'll come back as soon as I go. Do you want me to videotape it for you?"

The photon puppet jumped for joy: "It's troublesome! ... Your black thread will not be broken during the recovery of the planet, will it?"

Hui Feng stared: "How many times have I told you, don't underestimate me! Broken? Ha, what a joke."

Her short figure disappeared into the cave, and only halfway there, she stomped her feet angrily, remembering that she could pass through the wall and jump directly, saving a lot of the journey.

Zuo Wu began to have doubts about whether Huifeng was smart or not, she and Duzi might be two dragons and phoenixes, and they could get along well.

outside world.

The entire planet began to slowly "rewind".

(End of this chapter)