Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 555 Manufacturing

That's all the Pope said.

Zuo Wu had no reason to hesitate, turned around directly, released a little energy, and rushed straight towards Della.

The sprinting process was fleeting, and the balance created by the two gravitational fields canceling each other out was rapidly disappearing due to the falling of the Mirror Versa starship.

Zuo Wu seized the last chance that the force field level was not completely invalid, and could still achieve "Everything is like flying in the sky and nowhere to rely on", and came to Chongniang's side in a few strokes.

It's a pity that Zuo Wu is not a professional medical staff after all.

For a few seconds in front of Chongniang, he was still fantasizing that as long as he took Della off the wriggling wall, she would return to normal.

The problem is that the dragon's consciousness projection doesn't need a physical connection, and Della herself isn't a pluggable part.

Bathed in the worried eyes of the second princess, Zuo Wu picked up Chongniang.

My daughter is not awake, and she is still talking in her sleep incomprehensible.

Zuo Wu gritted his teeth and turned to the second princess: "Now the dragon's mouth is open, you start now, will Della get better?"

The second princess shook her head lightly: "No, Dad, have you forgotten? The dragon's consciousness projection is also a long-distance communication that can ignore distance. It won't work anywhere, and besides..."

She looked up slowly.

After the dragon's mouth was opened, the space in its mouth expanded, and the flames and white light that filled all the space here were suddenly diluted countless times, so that at least the outside could be vaguely seen with the naked eye.

I saw that although the Milky Way was covered by darkness.

But the clouds and sparks of battle form new stars—

The stars that suddenly brighten and wither in a flash are the energy siphons of Liaoyuan; the starlight of different colors intertwined with each other is the weapons of different specifications from different civilizations in the Xindi Lianben, which are naturally coordinated after long-term training.

Zuo Wu, who raised his head together with him, seemed to see a rhythm called cruelty.

But this rhythm was inserted, interrupted, and interrupted by some extremely hard things.

The spoiler is the Thorin protozoa.

usually.

Thorin protozoa are all self-regulating, otherwise Della would not be able to bear it, nor would she be able to respond to the endless hunger each protozoa gave her.

The protozoa are also miserable.

When they came to the galaxy, they were still in a half-dream and half-awake dormancy, and then the Queen's body was taken by Della, and they were not in complete confinement for a moment.

Today it is Della who injects the deepest hunger into the dragon, and of course awakens the full thirst of each tribe.

For the first time, they lifted all regulations.

The unregulated protozoa were growing wildly, and soon surpassed the burning space whales around them.

It's just different from the panic that the space whale has intensified so far.

Protozoa are too quiet.

Not the quiet of winning, or dismissive of the flames burning on you, but the quiet of missing brains.

After all, Della, who is the thinking center of the swarm, now completely regards herself as a bridge to transmit the terrifying hunger, unable to make effective commands;

The hunger instinct that usually drives their activities has now been infused into the space whale's boundless consciousness, and there is nothing left.

Neither intelligence nor instinct.

The protozoa that have been freed from regulation can only rely on randomness in the mathematical sense to randomly mobilize all kinds of genetic information they have collected from the countless galaxies they have set foot in.

Then, under the bizarre expression of these genetic information, did it grow irrationally and brutally?

Growing wildly means they grow too fast.

The speed is heinous and disturbing; the growth of the protozoa can almost be described as intertwined, and its genes are completely and selectively expressed at random, so that this space is quickly occupied by a forest composed of their proliferating flesh and blood organs.

The flesh and blood organs are also burning, and some that happen to express the digestive function are catching space whales, grabbing them, sticking them, piercing them, crushing and devouring them.

The added nutrition
Space began to become cramped and cramped.

The forest of flesh and huge organs made of protozoa has never stopped growing wildly.They are all up and down, only the yellow eye has not changed much, still staring at the inside of the dragon's mouth below, looking at Della in Zuo Wu's arms.

Zuo Wu pursed his lips.

The space scene that was finally glimpsed just now is now invisible under the cover of the flesh and blood forest.But even so, the fight between Lianhe Jingfu and Liaoyuan continued.

It's just that before, the glow of the battle between starships and starships could still be counted as star points to see the sun again; but now, they have become fireflies that occasionally pop up in the jungle of flesh and blood and huge organs.

... Zuo Wu suddenly had an association, that is, the soldiers on both sides of the battle were almost caught and caught by the sharp thorns and thorns growing in the jungle, so that they could not move.

But even so, the two sides still tried their best to stretch out their limbs and weapons, and tried their best to greet each other with violence.

Zuo Wu looked away.

The second princess stretched out her finger, pointed at her open mouth, and said:

"If this goes on like this, Della's protozoa will probably become a mouth plug for the dragon. Dad, have you drilled through the undeveloped forest? There are sharp branches and thorns in the front and back, and the front and back of the feet are covered by leaves. , I don’t know if it’s a solid ground or a scary deep ditch.”

"So, now I want to take Della away, it's a bit...too difficult."

listen.

Zuo Wu nodded slightly, but breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the parting was delayed again, and he could still enjoy the extravagant reunion time.

But when he looked up again, the emaciated starfish Pope and the mimic Khan were still staring at each other from a distance.

Whether he wants to or not, Zuo Wu knows that he has automatically joined this confrontation after all, and has become a member of the triangle that maintains the temporary stability of the situation.

Who has the advantage now?

Zuo Wu felt that Liaoyuan Khan was the champion.

In any case, the body of the Aether Dragon is Liaoyuan's home field after all.Pope Jingfu brought down only one battleship, and went deep alone.And Da Khan has now become the personality of Gray Wind, so he will inevitably have scruples if he wants to do something.

Therefore, Della's attempt to interfere with the Ether Dragon was actually the right choice. The worse the Ether Dragon was, and the more it was out of Khan's control, the smaller his advantage would be.

at this time.

The second princess seemed to see something from Zuo Wu's expression, she was a little uneasy and angry: "What if what the Pope said is true? Why is my sister's consciousness crushed by the dragon and hunger? "

Zuo Wu nodded, wanting to use absorption.

Many times before, Della had just received the body of the protozoa queen, and before she could find a way to temporarily suppress her hunger, Zuo Wu held her in his arms and helped her absorb her hunger, which greatly relieved the worm's hunger. mother's pain.

Zuo Wu is quite familiar with it, and today he just needs to repeat the old tricks.

But Da Khan suddenly turned his head and said loudly, "Your Excellency Zuo Wu, I will lie to you, but this skinny starfish won't?"

"Just in case, your daughter is still safe and sound now, because the hunger from the protozoa tribe pouring into the dragon, and the resistance instinct of the dragon's own boundless consciousness have temporarily reached a balance, so that Della is safe and sound, just like The two force fields that allow us to move freely and achieve balance?"

Zuo Wu pursed his lips.

Now the balance of the force field has completely disappeared, but the three parties present can still move freely.Not to mention the profuse sweat, his "feet" is still on the infinite magic machine, and the ancient and Austrian patterns flowing endlessly on the surface of the infinite magic machine provide him with support.

And Pope Jingfu put the gravitational shell that has been covering his battleship on himself, like a pure black cloak.

As for Zuo Wu himself, he is the support of Della and the second princess, leading the family, with his daughter on his back and in his arms.

As if feeling something, Della raised one of her four little hands in a half-dream and half-awake state, slightly grasping Zuo Wu's skirt, with a reassuring look on her face.

Looking sideways, Xiao Hui is covering Ji Zhi from a distance, and the simple version of the zero-gravity laboratory created by the imitation at least protects Ma Niang.

Slightly compare their respective situations.

Zuo Wu exhaled and smiled bitterly: "This is really an epic meeting."

The emaciated Starfish Pope twisted up his pure black gravitational cloak slightly, and seemed to agree with it: "Yes, it is indeed like an epic. I don't even know how to describe today if there is history in the future."

Khan's eyes wandered over the two of them, and the toes were still scratching the pattern of Infinity God Machine: "Based on my understanding of Your Excellency Zuo Wu, the 'epic' you two are talking about is probably not the same thing."

The Pope shrugged and looked sideways at this moment, looking straight into the Khan's eyes: "Anyway, the epic is a fact."

"Slender starfish, full of tongue twisters," Da Khan looked back without showing any weakness, "Okay, tell me, what does your epic mean?"

The Pope shook his head, but smiled lowly.Soon, his laughter became louder and more wanton, like an actor laughing at a joke he hasn't said yet:

"Pfft, hahahahaha, you guys, have you noticed that the three of us, all of us, and even everyone present were all 'made'?"

manufacture?
Zuo Wu was stunned for a moment, and then felt as if the nerves in his brain had been stabbed severely.

Khan was silent.

The Pope pointed to himself first: "I, I am a starfish. We are no longer the original Jingfu people. We are just people created by the Jingfu civilization and inheriting the name of this civilization!"

He pointed to Da Khan again: "And you, you are not the original Da Khan. The consciousness of the original Da Khan was shattered by the infinite magic machine. Under the will of the original Da Khan, you let your gray wind imitate it, A manufactured imitation personality!"

Zuo Wu also failed to escape his fingertips. The pope continued: "And you, you are a weapon made by the Renlian. The you created by Renlian continues to this day!"

The fingertips that circulated in a circle returned to the sweat, and the pope's voice could hardly suppress the smile: "You, you expect to create a god that belongs to you alone, and you have no longer considered the consequences. Although it is the end of the battle, it is still To create a dangerous false god."

Zuo Wu was pointed out by him again:
"You, Your Excellency Zuo Wu, you are no longer confused. You want to create a happy ending and a bright future for everyone close to you. Giving Ji Zhibu a wedding is one of them, and there is another Your little gray, and your daughter!"

"Your daughter, Della, was tailor-made and customized by you precisely because of your hobby! But because of various coincidences, she inherited the blood of the dragon. She was created and just happened to maintain us. Three specially created balances!"

Zuo Wu and Da Khan fell silent together.

The emaciated starfish Pope finally couldn't help laughing at the moment, laughed jokingly, and laughed until tears flowed out, but as soon as his tears left his body, they boiled due to the pressure of the surrounding chaotic gravitational field, and danced in mid-air.

Under the dance of tears.

The pope scanned everyone over and over again:

"Hahahahahaha, how amazing, we are all manufactured, not original. But we are all using our own methods to create a future for this galaxy!"

"But there is also the problem, which makes the whole thing a little funny, a little funny-we ​​are all products of manufacture, and this galaxy is not born and raised after all. Will we be born like this? Does Pian Galaxy lack a little respect and cherish?"

"So, Dahan and I thought of ways to fight for the future of the galaxy...some extreme. That's why you don't have any sense of responsibility for this galaxy, Your Excellency Zuo Wu, and only want to protect those close to you."

The profusely sweating imitation was silent and bowed his head.Indeed, the god-making plan accelerated after he became a part of Gray Wind.Have you really been affected?Da Khan himself didn't know.

And Zuo Wu opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute, but he suddenly realized that his body felt like falling into an ice cave, and subconsciously hugged Della even tighter.

The Pope slowly turned his head towards Zuo Wu:
"So, Your Excellency, you also found out? You made Della. She was first conceived in the machine as an egg, and it was the clerk of the Mutual Prosperity Insurance who first took the egg out of the machine. Take it out and hand it over to you."

The voice of the thin and thin starfish gradually became cold: "We were created with some estrangement from this galaxy itself, and it is impossible to love this world with all our hearts."

"Then Zuo Wu, what about you? You commissioned an insurance clerk to create Della because of your preferences, or hobbies. Can you really guarantee that your love for her is flawless?"

"Even now, you are still hesitant to disconnect Della from the dragon because of the words of the Great Khan. Does that mean that in some corners of your heart, Della is actually able to communicate with the tool?" The equal sign? And your idea of ​​sending Della out of the galaxy, ha."

"You almost never asked for Della's opinion before, and you didn't let Chong Niang weigh the pros and cons and make up her mind, and you made a decision for her. Isn't that also a proof? You regard Della as a private property created by you, It’s like humans look at the robot vacuums they make.”

"Della is not an independent person in your heart at all?"

Zuo Wu had already almost gritted his teeth.But it is so difficult to ask the heart.And lowering his head instinctively, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Della's little hands still holding his clothes tightly, so reluctance was almost another proof.

...Della actually didn't want to leave at all, but she thought she was sensible, so she didn't say anything?

...Damn, damn, what should I do?What should I do?I... Could it be that what the Pope said is...

"You bullshit!"

A clear voice suddenly interrupted Zuo Wu's swaying, lowered his head, and it was none other than Della who made the voice.

Chong Niang tried her best to get up: "You skinny starfish, all you talk about is fart, fart!"

The Pope was stunned for a moment, puzzled: "But your hand, you are still holding your father, isn't this the best evidence that you don't want to leave the galaxy?"

Della was silent for a moment: "...Yes, I don't want to leave now, just for now. But, I just have a wish that has not been fulfilled."

talking.

Chongniang inhaled, and leaned her forehead back into Zuo Wu's arms, as if she was greedy for the body temperature she had been familiar with since she was an egg. Although she laughed, her voice was extremely firm:
"Dad, I never said it before, but you want me to go beyond the galaxy, I accept it, I am willing to accept it."

"But before that, I still have a wish, a lot of wishes - I want to witness the wedding between you and Ma Mama, and I want to tell Eldest Mama that I am not afraid of her, and I like her too."

"I also want to say goodbye to my own mother. I want to see the beautiful mother and the cat mother really become part of the family..."

"Also, I want to see you and Cinderella reconcile as before!"

Zuo Wu was surprised.

But Della suddenly raised her head, her four little hands thumped into Zuo Wu's arms: "Father! I may have been created by you on a whim, but so what? I accept it, and I can't live without my current life."

"Because... I may only be a fraction of your life, but you are my whole life! So, please don't be swayed by a few words from that skinny starfish, don't!"

"You have always been full marks with me, full marks, don't be a little shaken just because it's the last, and let you deduct points from me..."

"After all, we may never have a chance to make up for it in the future!" Della exhaled, stopped beating, and threw herself into Zuo Wu's arms: "So, please don't let me down, my father."

Zuo Wu pursed his lips and nodded slightly, his waist straightened unconsciously.

The Pope scratched his head: "Unfortunately, what if I say that I have the ability to make up for your regrets?"

Zuo Wu sneered: "I won't believe your provocative provocations again."

"No, no, I'm not provoking. It's just that in my eyes, the relationship between family and relatives has been extremely backward. It should have been defeated by me like the barriers between countries, regimes, and races." The Pope said.

(End of this chapter)