Datang's strongest super god army

Chapter 1151 Another host

Chapter 1151 Another host

Hearing this, Chen Qiao felt a little relieved, "Okay, you and the soldiers go to rest for a while, there should be nothing important from now on."

"General, don't we continue to set off?" Han Lu asked.

"Even if you want to leave, you have to wait until Xu San comes back." Chen Qiao said to Han Lu, "You don't have to worry about these things, go and rest for a while."

"Yes."

After watching Han Lu leave, Chen Qiao stretched his waist and walked out of the tent.

After all, they are now in a camp that does not belong to the Black Dragon Army. Even if there are no one who can threaten them, the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army have not let down their vigilance.

Chen Qiao strolled around the camp, and accidentally walked to the most remote place in the entire camp.

Suddenly a sound came into Chen Qiao's ears, but when Chen Qiao was about to listen carefully, the sound disappeared again.

After confirming that he had heard correctly, Chen Qiao didn't move any further, but just stood there with his ears sideways, held his breath, and listened carefully to every subtle sound around him.

After a full quarter of an hour passed, just as Chen Qiao was about to give up, the previous voice suddenly sounded again.

This time, Chen Qiao, who heard it more clearly, also confirmed that the voice came from under his feet.

Chen Qiao walked back and forth in this open space many times, and finally stopped at one place, raised his foot and stomped lightly, Chen Qiao knew that there should be a hole under the place under his feet.

Squatting down to push aside the surrounding weeds, a wooden board appeared in front of Chen Qiao's eyes, with a heavy lock and several wrist-thick chains on it.

With a light tug, Chen Qiao tore off all the chains.

Throwing the chain in his hand aside, Chen Qiaoyou leaned over and listened to the movement below for a while, and found that the sound underground had disappeared again.

The heavy wooden planks were lifted, and the accumulated dust fell from the suddenly opened hole, and a burst of damp smell rushed towards Chen Qiao.

After avoiding the damp atmosphere, Chen Qiao casually picked up a stone and threw it into the entrance of the cave. It took a long time before he finally heard the sound of the stone falling to the ground.

After roughly confirming how deep the hole was, Chen Qiao jumped down.

Lightly falling to the ground, Chen Qiao first looked up at the only place where the light fell on the top of his head, and then looked around.

Noticing that the walls inside the cave have been polished to be very smooth, perhaps because no one has been here for a long time, and the several kerosene lamps placed on the walls have also been extinguished, Chen Qiao took a deep breath and did not smell anything strange the taste of.

The voice heard before sounded again, and this time it sounded clearer than before. After confirming the location of the sound, Chen Qiao walked towards the source of the sound step by step in the dark.

After walking forward for about ten feet, a round hall suddenly opened up in front of Chen Qiao.

This place is brightly lit with candles, about one or two feet high, with a few animal skins and a few long knives hanging on the curved walls, and two red candles that are almost burnt out are placed on a table in the hall .

There are no tables and chairs around the table, and it doesn't look like people will come here often.

After confirming that there was no one around, Chen Qiao took a step towards the table.

Walking to the front of the table, Chen Qiao saw a golden whistle on the table. Chen Qiao frowned instantly, and took out the golden whistle from his bosom, and put it on the table.

"Sure enough, they look exactly the same."

The flashing thought of the previous night reappeared in Chen Qiao's mind.

Chen Qiao took back the golden whistle that he had taken out, and then continued to walk towards the direction where the sound came from.

Pushing open a wooden door that looked very old, a child appeared in front of Chen Qiao, who seemed to be wearing only a sack, and his limbs were firmly locked by a few arm-thick iron chains.

"Host, this child also has traces of gene fusion."

There has never been a system that actively spoke, but the moment Chen Qiao saw the child, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Didn't you say before that children can't bear gene fusion?" Chen Qiao frowned tightly, and the footsteps that wanted to go to the child stopped after all.

"It's not exactly a gene fusion, but a part of it is genetic." The system said.

"Inherited?!"

This time, Chen Qiao was even more surprised. After all, since he came to this world, Chen Qiao has never seen anyone other than him who can carry out gene fusion or inheritance.

"You mean, someone like me appeared in West Rome?" Chen Qiao asked in amazement.

After a long silence, the system spoke again, "There is the breath of another host here, but that person has been away for a long time."

"You just said heredity. Could it be that this child is that person's child?" Chen Qiao asked again.

"It should be like this." The system said.

Ever since Chen Qiao appeared, the child's eyes had been firmly fixed on Chen Qiao's body, but seeing Chen Qiao standing there motionless, the child thought that Chen Qiao might be like those people before, and just came to give him a gift. food.

But after waiting for a long time, the child who had been hungry for several days did not see any trace of food, and finally couldn't help but let out a roar.

"Roar!!!"

Chen Qiao stared at the child with wide eyes.

"Isn't it a child? Why does it sound so similar to Heizi?" Chen Qiao asked in surprise.

The system said: "Because there are genetic traces on the body, it should not have lived with the same kind for a long time after birth, and this child's limbs look different from normal people, so we can't look at it with ordinary people's eyes."

Hearing this, Chen Qiao couldn't help but frowned again, but before he could say anything, the child suddenly opened his mouth wide and ran towards him with all fours.

The child's face was very dirty, the teeth that originally belonged to humans became very sharp for some reason, and the eyes became very red as if they were congested at any time.

Fortunately, there were iron chains on the child's limbs and neck, and these iron chains successfully prevented the child from approaching Chen Qiao.

"What should we do now?" the system asked.

Chen Qiao took a few steps back, and after confirming that he was out of the range that the child could see, he said again: "If I come to fuse his genes, can he return to normal."

"If the genes of different hosts appear in the same person, except for the host himself, there is a high probability that other people will explode and die." The system said.

"That's fine."

Although Chen Qiao has never been a merciful person, he would not be so disregarding other people's lives, not to mention that what is in front of him now is a child who looks only seven or eight years old.

"Brother Han, they also have my genetic inheritance in their bodies, why didn't they become like this?" Chen Qiao glanced at the child who had retreated to the corner again, and couldn't help asking again.

"Because the host has not fused genes to them, nor has it isolated them from the world." The system said.

"I see……"

I thought that my children should be no different from normal children except that they are stronger than other children. Now it seems that if they all grow up normally, they may also become like the child in front of him Same little monster.

"So, I can't take him away." Chen Qiao seemed to be talking to himself.

(End of this chapter)