Zerg Achilles

Chapter 22

"I'm a pupated adult." You said indifferently.

Zerg has developed to the present, and many ancient features are gradually weakening, but some habits and characteristics are deeply rooted, such as the pupae of males. When you return to the alliance from the unknown star, the first thing you decide is to pupae. Skip Development stage, directly adult.

And if you step into the world of adults too early, you have different views, and your character is so silent, so it is not easy to make long-term friends.

A look of surprise appeared on the female's face, and she repeated your words, her tone was stiff, as if she couldn't believe it: "Pupational?"

"Yes." You nodded.

The calm expression of the female insect suddenly changed, as if she had swallowed a grass camel alive, her expression was extremely ugly: "When?"

You frown, the female looking as if struck by lightning: "I've been an adult for 24 years."

The female insect opened her mouth, covered her heart exaggeratedly, and breathed a sigh of relief, dumbfounded: "It's too scary, I thought...you are still a newly pupaed child, wearing the skin of an adult." The female insect couldn't help it. He said something rough, with the emotion of the rest of his life on his face: "It's too scary."

He asked annoyingly: "Why did you choose pupation, isn't the process very uncomfortable?"

You turned your head away with a cold face.

The weather in the grassland is changeable, and the night is very cold. From the settlement to the present, this is especially true tonight. Without the twisting lamp, the cave cannot maintain constant temperature and light. The bonfire has only a few embers left because of the lack of firewood.

The female didn't let you watch the night, he stuffed you into a sleeping bag arbitrarily and held you in his arms like a cocoon.

"Go to sleep, you can see the Glentule Grassland when you climb over the long and narrow mountains." Kuntu put on his dry clothes and moved his sleeping bag to the campfire. He smiled, showing his white and neat teeth, and his eyes were bright: " You'll love it there, Grintoule is beautiful."

You pulled the blanket out of the sleeping bag, arched it outside, and hid your head in the sleeping bag: "I'm not cold." You said coldly, "You cover."

There was a moment of silence.

The female worm smiled softly, and lazily said, "Go to sleep."

You responded silently, lightly pressed your palm against his chest in a little embarrassment, and felt the thick chest muscles with good touch, even through the sleeping bag and clothes, you could feel it very clearly.

You don't want to get too close, your face will get hot, but this posture is unavoidable. You struggled for a while, without making a sound, and slowly leaned against his thick chest muscles, blushing and closing your eyes to sleep.

The cold air comes in from all directions, and you are fully armed with a blanket wrapped in a sleeping bag, but it is still difficult to resist the invasion of the cold. You begin to understand what Kuntu meant by saying that it is difficult to leave without a package.

The male's physique, or your physique is too weak.

The next day is very early, the night has not yet fallen, and the stars are still shining brightly in the sky. Kuntu wakes you up softly, telling you to pack your things and prepare to go.

"Its daybreak?"

You got out of the sleeping bag, and immediately shrank back from the cold, only showing a pair of eyes. Kuntu sat next to him and put on his boots. His body looked warm, and he didn't show any signs of shrinking from the high cold.

You couldn't help but get closer, and he winked at you.

Attracting worms again.

You turned your head in embarrassment, and looked at it out of the corner of your eye. The female insect buttoned up her coat. It was so rare that she no longer wore a vest to walk in the cold wind.

"It's four o'clock, but we have to leave early. We can't stay in the long and narrow mountains overnight. It's too cold." The female got up and left the cave.

You were shivering from the sudden cold, the grass camel neighed and left the cave, and the cold wind poured into the cave without any barriers. You struggled to get out of the sleeping bag and groped along.

A small lamp was slowly lit up, and the female worms were hanging in front of the cave.

"Where is this?" It's so dark that you can't see anything.

"The foot of the long and narrow mountain, we are going to cross there today." Kuntu turned to look at you: "Are all the clothes dry?"

"Done."

Kuntu didn't ask anymore. He didn't talk much when he was working. The female sealed the medicines and sleeping bags that she fished yesterday, tied them to the grass camel, turned around, picked up a stick from nowhere, and put the The stick was also tied to the grass camel.

The preparations were completed quickly. He unfolded the rainproof cloak crumpled and handed it to you. You could smell the heavy muddy smell of the river, but it would be much warmer if you put it on.

You struggled to get in through the dry neckline, as if you were wearing a stone armor. You fumbled here and there, and the female noticed: "What are you looking for?"

You didn't answer, so Kuntu turned around and continued to work. You squatted beside the grass camel with no image, leaning on the warm and wet fur, and the grass camel gently arched your big head.The exhaled breath hits your face, itching.

"Let's go." He called the grass camel: "Hurry up, don't stay on the mountain tonight."

The grass camel carried you up, Kuntu walked in front, your grass camel followed the lead camel very well, you don’t need to worry about it, but because of the lost luggage and no load, the grass camel walked so easily, turning up and down , with ease.

Your eyes adjust to the dark light, gradually catching the silhouette of the mountain, and you seem to be walking between huge gaps.

Looking up, you can see the night sky through the slit above your head.

Trekking all the way until the morning light shines through the slit above your head, you can see this huge slit clearly.

It seems as if a huge ax was split from the head, splitting the mountain in two neatly. Various plants grow in this huge gap. The mountain wall is covered with moss and weeds. shell.

The temperature is very low, the seam is also very long, and there are loud bangs from time to time, you are afraid that it will suddenly close, this illusion forces you to hunch over.

"Little facial paralysis, let's chat."

The meaningless opening remarks, but the person who spoke was thick-skinned enough, ignoring your indifferent expression, and drove the grass camel to your side: "I remember you said that you have a contractor, right?"

You froze, looking at him coldly, the female worm raised the corners of her lips, half-smile: "I'm curious, since there is a contract in the name, how come you don't have the reality of the contract."

"You're annoying."

You are not happy that he brings up this topic, and you don't like to think of Rhea at this time, so your tone is very rude.

The female worm smiled and didn't feel unhappy, but was always very interested in persuading you, it's a long road, why not talk quickly, you shook your head and never said a word, the female worm had no choice but to give up digging regretfully.

You think he doesn't really want to know anything, but to prevent you from dozing off on the grass humpback. Whenever you tend to fall asleep, the female will find something to bother you, and every question will make you blush, Furious, effective spirits up.

It's just that you became more and more sleepy later, and when you answered, you were a little unresponsive.

"Why did you fail to make friends the first time?"

You are very sleepy, and subconsciously think of a certain male worm, that is the first worm you met to show love to you not long after you just became an adult, what a pity.

You frowned: "He refused to sign the agreement."

"Agreement? What agreement?" The female worm laughed, with great interest, and didn't even interrupt your drowsy state.

You let out a melancholy breath, not understanding why he asked so many questions: "It's always an agreement between good friends."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

You were stimulated by a burst of sudden laughter, and your whole body became energetic. Kuntu was overwhelmed with joy, and laughed together on the grass hunchback. Tears rolled down his cheeks, obviously from laughter.

You want to punch him.

But you can't beat it, you need to be more rational, and after taking a breath, you shifted your gaze to the front.

The gap is long, like an abyss.

Time also seems to be contaminated with the smell of decay inside it, becoming slow and long.

You remember that you have walked a similar path from your bedroom to the living room. It is a slightly narrow corridor with paintings hanging on it. The light was dim because the lights were not turned on at the time. You want to ask your father to borrow an extra book , and prepared the words, you are full of confidence, but you witness his death without warning.

Gunshots.

His back is facing you, his tall body seems to have been stripped of bones, and he collapsed without majesty.

You stand where you are.

The door of the room was violently opened, and the army women who broke in, loaded with live ammunition, did not pay much attention to you, but rushed into the father's bedroom.

You walked through the dark corridor and walked up to him. You still held the books in your arms. They saw everything, so they scattered all over the ground in panic. You knelt down and tried to block the hole in his chest, but the blood flowed out. Too soon, he opened his eyes slightly, quietly and emptily watching your futile rescue.

He always said he was wrong.

He may know the final outcome, so he can't entrust too many feelings to you.

You're hysterical, breaking down over his death, crying like you want to vomit your guts out.

And that was also the first time you met the female father in a real sense. He was helped out of the bedroom, wrapped in a thin blanket, glanced at you and your father, turned his head, and said nothing.

After that came the funeral, very simple, but he didn't come.

You know, life should not be abandoned in any form, but this is not a sudden result, but a process of slow accumulation.

Father chose the latter between optimism and pessimism, between living and dying.

A person can have no love, but he can't let his spirit be barren like a wasteland. It's a pity that his father is such a person. What's the use of persistence?What's the use of nostalgia?Under the label of paranoia and ignorance, all actions are therefore defined as evil and wrong.

He is not understood and does not need to be understood.

And you are just one of those who suffer the consequences.

The thick soles of the grass camel landed heavily, and it tilted its head to reach the moss growing on the cliff wall. Its teeth were like a row of blunt saws for moss harvesting. When the tongue was rolled, the sound of chewing was smacking.

And as long as it doesn't delay the trip, Kuntu won't interfere.

Since you stopped dozing off, the female stopped the meaningless conversation and shifted most of her attention to the front, that deep, seemingly endless path.

The rare quiet gives you time to think about issues that have been neglected.