Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million magical points

Chapter 327 Abandonment
Senior, do you have psychic powers?

she once asked.

An Musi said that Wen Liangyan was not the one, but Fei Jianan was.

However, SS-level psychics most likely do not have a single-line ability; having two or even multiple abilities is the norm.

Therefore, Ai Moye didn’t know why she always felt that Wen Liangyan had psychic abilities.

The mental control of the psychic system is a very terrifying ability. Without systematic training, even people with the same level of abilities will find it difficult to resist its control.

When Ai Moye regained consciousness, she was already on a spaceship.

Bu Jianzhou, who had not been seen for a long time, stood in front of the window, looking at the nebula where the battle was going on.

Hearing that Ai Moye was awake, he turned around and said with a smile, "Miss Ai, you took the initiative to come here to meet me this time."

Ai Moye sat on the sofa. Her body was not restrained, but it felt soft and she couldn't exert any strength.

Looking up and seeing Wen Liangyan standing next to Bu Jianzhou, Ai Moye simply ignored the former.

"Senior, have you always been in the same group?"

Wen Liangyan stared at the vast universe, as if he couldn't hear her words. His cold and indifferent face seemed to be filled with countless wind and snow, dim and filled with dead silence.

Bu Jianzhou came in front of her, knelt on one knee, and looked her in the eye.

"Ms. Ai, I am a big star after all. Do you think I am worthy of your kindness by ignoring me like this?"

Ai Moye wanted to spit in his face. "All the information you know about me, did you get it from Senior Wen?"

Bu Jianzhou smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Ai Moye had mixed feelings, as if she was very surprised, but after the trip to Blue Star, she had already prepared herself mentally.

Wen Liangyan, the last descendant of the royal family of the Shuya Empire, who harbors extreme hatred for Di Lie, seems to be able to understand whatever he does.

Bu Jianzhou said calmly, "Your senior Wen is not in cahoots with me. I told him the truth about the 'tyrant', and he provided me with some intelligence about the imperial military."

The most valuable of them, of course, is the "Ai Mo Leaf".

Otherwise, under Di Lie's close surveillance, Bu Jianzhou would not be aware of her every move.

Ai Moye's brain was about to explode, and she asked urgently, "What on earth do you want to do? Did you also instigate the Zerg war in the universe?"

"No, I won't take the blame. It's too heavy a responsibility." Bu Jianzhou said calmly, "The war between the Zerg and humans is the trend of historical development. Dr. Martin and I just added fuel to the flames and intensified this process."

He walked to the big screen and called up the current battle situation on the front line.

In the central area of ​​Ophiuchus, a huge wormhole is the source of the "road".

This wormhole connects the two universes and extends a "road" that allows creatures in another Zerg universe to come to human time and space.

In front of the high-level Zerg, the human fleet is more fragile than a piece of paper, and no matter how many psychics come forward, they cannot stop the trend of destruction.

As long as the wormhole is not destroyed, the road will not be closed.

This is also the reason why the Interstellar Federation has never been able to gain an advantage and declare victory to humanity.

They cannot destroy the wormhole, even if they gather all the power of mankind.

In the picture, Ai Moye also saw the imperial fleet.

Maybe there was someone she knew among them. Maybe he had passed by her on a military satellite not long ago.

But at this moment, the fleet was being destroyed continuously under the overwhelming power of the high-level Zerg.

After a long while, Ai Moye murmured helplessly, "Why did you do this?"

Bu Jianzhou gazed at the scene of human death and found it extremely pleasing to the eye.

He smiled and said, "The powerful leaders of the empire always think they are great gods who can control the life and death of lower creatures at will. And now, they are crushed by higher-level Zerg. Isn't this scene ridiculous?" With the help of the emperor, Ai Moye looked through Bu Jianzhou's information in the high tower.

Suddenly, she blurted out, "Because you are from the garbage planet?"

Bu Jianzhou was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Ai is interested in me?"

Actually investigating secretly?
Without waiting for Ai Moye to answer, he said bluntly, "I am indeed a refugee from the garbage planet, so I hate everything, all the scum who look down on garbage people."

Obviously, once upon a time, his planet was just as blue and beautiful as his former home planet Earth.

Although it was barren, it was large enough to accommodate these homeless refugees.

At some point, his planet became a garbage planet.

As a powerful country dumped non-degradable garbage, toxic fog began to spread and creatures died in large numbers.

Even his parents and family members were corroded by the poisonous gas and turned into ugly "monsters" one after another, and died in great pain.

Gradually, he was the only one left, skinny and bony.

When he was on the verge of death, Dr. Martin picked him up.

For the first time, I ate bread that was not moldy and drank pure water without any odor.

He thought he had come to heaven, but ended up in an even more horrible hell.

"Since you have read my information, you should also know the existence of 'Beehive'."

Bu Jianzhou thought of the distant past, the days in the Beehive.

"Our 78 test subjects, including the person you know, have lived a life that is, how should I put it," Bu Jianzhou didn't know how to describe it. He thought for a while before saying, "It can be said that it is a life worse than pigs and dogs."

Because they are all psychics, their healing abilities are very strong.

Every day he was cut open, then sutured randomly, and given drugs to keep himself alive to ensure he would not die.

The next day, just when the wounds were about to heal, they would be torn open alive again, and the Zerg's internal organs would be stuffed in, or some organs would be removed and replaced with other things.

In order to obtain their most realistic reactions, they are injected with drugs that amplify their senses and double the pain.

In a beehive, even death is a luxury.

Until in the dark time, a wonderful experimental subject appeared.

Even Dr. Martin would be amazed that it was the Creator's favorite and the most suitable Zerg container for transformation.

He endured most of the experiments alone, suffered more miserably than other subjects, and spent almost every moment on the operating table.

But even after being transformed into a disgusting insect, he retained his sanity.

When it was late at night and all the researchers had left, he would secretly tell the subjects in the hive that one day, he would rescue them.

He inspired the other mice of the same period and brought hope to many people, including Bu Jianzhou.

Recalling the scene at that time, Bu Jianzhou lowered his head and stared at his hands that were being bitten by maggots.

"We are waiting all the time, hoping that this great savior will come down from heaven and free us."

But the Savior forgot about them.

They live in fear day after day. Some of them die from the insects multiplying in their bodies and exploding, while others completely decay and become useless. They are thrown into blenders, crushed into meat scraps, and become food for their companions.

In the small, cramped, and lifeless beehive, everyone is eagerly awaiting a tragic death.

The only thing is that the person who escaped, the "God" who carried all the hope, never showed up.

And he suddenly transformed himself into the high and mighty imperial marshal.

He abandoned them.