[Science Fiction Interstellar GL] Queen of Worms

Chapter 17

When wrapped in gentleness, in the vision of Metia, it always seems that everything has not changed.It seems that leaving the Golden City, wandering, attacking, and occupying is just a dream, but after waking up, there is nothing, yes, I have nothing.She hugged her wings even tighter, but felt more emptiness at the same time. She thought of the question: If one day, eternal perdition is ushered in, at that time, in the end... Medea closed her eyes.

Time flows slowly through the body like fine sand, but scars spew out from the brain little by little.

She's paranoid about being needed...she's scared of being needed even though she knows she's indispensable.

--why?Fear of being taken advantage of, of being lied to?After this demand is nothing but a cold, meaningless, exchange relationship?Knowing that the two of them will definitely fall into the road of severance after this?

Time is like running water.In such a hurry.She didn't habitually get rid of these thoughts, but closed her eyes in her wings again, and fell asleep during the transportation.

Yet this was not a usual... dreamless sleep.Metia had a dream:

She dreamed of things from a long time ago, without fading, just like yesterday.She thought that those things would be forgotten, after all, she never thought about it—but she didn't realize that she had never, never forgotten it until she saw a corner of her dream.Although the colors were bright and unfading, she remembered clearly: the dream was just white.A piece of clean and pure white building, she ran wildly here, lost her footing, and the white sky outside cast strong light, which hurt her eyes.

But she's in the shadows, and she's going to get out.

Immediately, the whole whiteness collapsed and dissipated at that time.Exhausted, dissipated, it wasn't her...but she could feel it.She can't escape.So she also fell into the gray void at this moment, she looked at the sky, it was black.

The butterfly that people call death came faster than expected.

what is that?Who is that?

Time is like running water, but it seems like yesterday.But that's not good at all, and that's true for any thinking creature.

After she opened her eyes again, she had almost entered the outer atmosphere of Serenity.Tired and in pain, Metia swept it away and landed on the planet's surface at just the right speed.She chose this planet just because it is an agricultural protection planet, there are not too many protective measures, and... it is easier to land.

At this moment, she stepped lightly on the cruciferous field. After thinking about it, she still looked around first: but Tranquil Star was founded by some people who support traditional agriculture, and it doesn't even have an unmanned surveillance aerial camera.The traditional agriculture they support is the kind of down-to-earth work.Seeing no one around, Metia squatted down and pushed aside the diseased leaves that had been bitten by insects, and grabbed a grub.

"It's really traditional..."

If you look closely, you can see a very old breed.Even the bugs have been preserved since ancient times, and try not to use the so-called savage species, that is, those bugs that have been influenced by Metea, as breeding species.Metia thought it was funny, reached into the soil and pulled out the rhizome, held it in her mouth, then opened the box and began to repack it.She naturally took out the shirt that the little thing gave her, but after much deliberation, it was not suitable, so she changed into a slightly more formal black formal suit.While buttoning the button, she bit it with a rattle, thinking: what.Not sweet either...

She had a hard time getting dressed.After thinking for a long time, Metiya patted her head and realized that she forgot to bring her shoes in the midst of her busy schedule.She remembered that she was going to take away the shoes when delivering clothes to Little Things, thought of her lovely voice for no reason, smiled slightly, and stopped pursuing it.

Metia looked around again, just in time to see the grub under her feet that had been thrown back a long time ago, and picked it up, but thought of fairy tales like glass shoes, and couldn't help laughing again.But now it is too troublesome not to wear shoes, so I have to make do with it.

Metea took out the alien and stuffed it into its mouthparts.A bit of biomass is enough to make a pair of chitin shoes, no... and some roots?She thought, and then let it become the necessary posture in her hand.They were a pair of black high-heeled shoes, but it was a pity that there was only a metallic light unique to bugs—after all, they were larvae of scarab beetles, and if the genes were not controlled, they would be like this...

Metia thought to herself that it was a bit of a failure.But that's okay, who pays attention to a pair of shoes that are a little weird?This is called a trend.

She stepped in and it was fine, very fine.fit,

She then walked up the field ridge.The cool wind blew gently over her short, slightly long hair, which made her feel a little annoyed by the stickiness, so she picked up her long hair and tied it into a ponytail.According to the human algorithm, this weather should happen to be approaching autumn, but the weather is very good.For Metia, good weather is when there is no rain, not too hot, and no direct sunlight.She wanted to fly a little, but resisted the urge.

In the distance is Tranquil Star's main river: the Anding River.It flows slowly, like a plate of silver sand with lapis lazuli bottom, the scenery is pleasant.On the low riverside, there are low-growing plants. At a glance, they are probably groundnuts that are quite useful in leguminous plants.Thinking of this, she slowly walked down the slightly damp river bank.If the estimate is correct, it will take some time for Emperor Verdan to come over. Of course, he has to hack in secretly to obtain the release authority.

So she has a lot of time to spare—but Metia shook her head: It's fine here as it is.

In addition to directly obtaining biomass, the Zerg mostly use chlorophyll symbionts to produce nutrients, but that also needs to absorb water or nutrient solution, and rapid consumption is very disadvantageous in the face of battle.Therefore, several feeding methods usually coexist on some low-level Zerg, and the battle formation relies more on obtaining biomass.Therefore, on the planet occupied by the Zerg, there are rampant creatures deformed due to the injection of too much growth hormone. They eat plants and turn them into food.

The same goes for the interior of Jormungandr.However, compared to the low-energy and expensive eating method of humans, the Zerg is more advantageous: it only needs biomass, and it can be driven for a long period of time, unless it lasts for more than a season and does not receive supplies. There will be accidents due to energy shortages.But the corpse of the companion or the corpse of the other party are all supplementary methods, so this is unlikely to be the case.

As for why those beautiful planets were not destroyed...Metia is also not clear.That was before she met...before she met that person.When it doesn't even have human nature, it has a sense of reverence for nature, even knowing that most of those are experiments in the Golden City.She never felt that she was too great, and she knew that she was just a junior in the same batch as nature.

She doesn't hate nature.Generally speaking, she doesn't really hate anything... Excluding extremists, humans don't hate anything either.

Everyone is just living hard, and they are just "creations", there is no difference at all.

She raised her head and saw a small chair by the river, with a stone platform attached, probably fishing equipment, but unfortunately no fishing rod was included.Metia sat down with great interest, pieced together a fishing rod by herself, threw it into the water, and then without looking at the fishing rod, put her calf on the stone platform and began to fall asleep.

The wind is very comfortable.It was rare to be alone, she thought: it was like rich humans going down to a remote planet for vacation.That’s right, I’m also called the Queen anyway, and I don’t even have a decent place to relax. I just go back and forth in Jormungandr or the main nest every day. Metia thought that if she lived a life for humans to see, it would probably be nothing but Feeling too workaholic.Thinking about it, she took out the magazine from her bag, turned to the rare page of leisure, and shook the small wooden chair to read it.

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"His Highness has really become a bit like an old man?"

When Emperor Verdan said this, Metia was sucking the iced milk that she handed over boredly, and he just raised his eyes when he heard these words:

"why?"

Emperor Verdan squatted down, and said seriously:

"You look like an old man fishing at the seaside right now? You don't care about the harvest or the weather, it's just entertainment to pass the time."

She holds an umbrella in her hand.There was some light rain at the beginning, and Metia didn't bother to care about it. She was shaking her chair while blowing the wind until Emperor Verdan jumped off the boat and opened an umbrella for her.She didn't bother to argue anymore, because she was indeed wasting time.Metia stood up, saw that the Nolen was about to press down on the field in order to pick her up, so she stopped her voice:

"No, I'll just jump on it myself.... Don't be a crop circle."

Saying that, Metia glanced at Emperor Verdan, thinking that it would be difficult for her weak body to jump up, so she picked up her waist with one hand, and dropped Emperor Verdan with one hand. go up.When she jumped up, she saw her subordinate covering her head, red and swollen, complaining to Metia, "Your Highness, I have a ladder to go on..."

Medea showed a mischievous expression, she ignored the miserable expressions of her subordinates, but sat on the new embroidered cushion, and said while watching:

"If I were you, I would choose not to be so cool when I came down, and jumped off the ladder. And isn't your gangway broken?"

"It's been repaired. It cost a lot of money, and you agreed, so I modified it during the repair. After all, the Noren is too small, so it took a little time."

indeed.The Noron itself is not too small, but Emperor Verdan always likes to put some weird things in it, which makes it always smell of witchcraft.But now it is different, clean and tidy beige living room, covered with a particularly girly floral fabric sofa and white and embroidered cushions.There is a glass tea set on the exquisite wooden coffee table, and there are still tea leaves in it. If you look closely, it seems that it is a fruit tea that has become quite popular recently.In short, the delicate room full of femininity made Metia uncomfortable.

She couldn't help being interested in Emperor Verdan's earth-shaking taste, she stood up and looked around.It just so happened that Emperor Verdan brought the fruit plate, and looked at His Highness with his hands behind his back looking at his newly purchased landscape painting with some embarrassment, waiting for his evaluation.Metia looked at the combined flower field painting for a long time (the four seasons are used as the scenery description, and the flowers such as winter jasmine, sunflower, moon see, and Christmas red are drawn, and the theme color is mainly red and yellow), and then she turned around and said:

"Not only am I getting old, but you are also out of the rebellious period."

"Please don't say that, Your Highness, you will really become more and more like Aphrodite."

Metia patted the back of the sofa and said in an unclear way:

"Do you want to learn embroidery? I'm really moved to become a knowledgeable and reliable big sister... The little guy who always loved to buy me underwear before has grown so big..."

She intended to make fun of it, but she didn't expect Verdante's beautiful pink-blue eyes to light up suddenly. The next thing she saw Verdante took out a magazine issue from the back of the sofa chair, and opened the inside pages suddenly , asked expectantly:

"Do you remember? I'm so happy! Why don't you check out this new issue? It's about flowers, I especially recommend—"

Metia looked at her with a smile on her face for three seconds, and then pressed her face with one hand, suppressing all the words of her subordinates.Then, she said emphatically:

"Not necessarily. I'm honored that you remember such things."

She originally thought that this guy not only repaired the dilapidated boat, but also cleaned the inside, and even replaced the vest and short skirt with a formal shirt A-line skirt, so she thought it would be a little restrained.But this guy is still... naughty?Stubborn, unchangeable, stubborn.But she still found it cute and funny, so she smiled softly.

Maybe there are some things that just don't change to make people feel cute.Even this invariance is deeply nostalgic.

The author has something to say:

Why did you change me to a special interstellar cover? ? ? ?It wasn't like this before? ? ?Wasn't it a bunch of flowers before! !

Does this mean that I should hurry up and make the cover? ? ?