"It" awakens in ignorance and looks around in confusion in the darkness.
Where is this
Why is it here
Who is it
The little poodle curled up in the plush pile of dogs and could feel the warmth and softness around him.
This made it feel a little more at ease.
But the voice that sounded in its mind the next second scared it again.
—Gore!
—Gorrie.
Two different sounds, giving it two different names.
It was frightened by the violent and angry Gore, and terrified by the indifferent and cold Goree.
It was like a foreign object that didn't belong to it had entered its body, oppressing its every breath.
It instinctively wanted to tuck its tail between its legs and tremble, but it found that its body was not under its control.
Two voices in its head controlled its movements. Gore shouted about hunger and killing, and shouted at it to bite to death the defenseless companions around it and enjoy a delicious meal of hot blood and meat.
companion
It opened its eyes and stared at the furry creature beside it in the dark. The steady, honest, and inexplicably familiar face was right in front of it, and its neck was so fragile that it could be easily bitten through with one bite.
This is a companion.
It didn't know what its companions meant, but subconsciously resisted the order to harm them.
However, it was just a transit station for orders. No matter how much its body didn't want to, it still opened its mouth according to Gore's instructions and moved closer to the sleeping big yellow dog.
—Stop.
Gori's voice suddenly sounded, causing its body to freeze in the position of opening its mouth wide as if to bite or not.
—Lie down and pretend to be asleep.
As the second command was issued, its body returned to its curled-up position, and it closed its eyes, immersed in a sweet dream like its companions.
But it is just imitating the movements and has no idea what "sleep" means.
Gore and Goree in his mind didn't seem to be aware of the existence of "it" and were arguing among themselves.
quarrel
It is defined as such, although Gore just repeatedly roared "hungry" and "kill", Gore just indifferently told Gore to shut up and calm down.
It is impossible to know whether such a process makes sense, but through this, Gore and Goree seem to have reached a consensus on who will give the orders.
Then it conveyed Gori's command to its body - a strange command that it could not understand but the body knew how to do, and the next second what the left eye saw turned into tall grass.
It felt like I had become many times smaller and was wriggling in the grass like a worm.
The replay footage that it had no memory of included a strange bipedal creature, slender and thin with odd fur color, yet surprisingly agile.
Delicious.
I don't know which one in its mind sounded longingly when it saw the two-legged beast.
It was delicious, fresh and full of power, countless times more delicious than any prey.
But it's also dangerous.
The voice sounded again.
They use weapons that can reduce them to ash, making them as difficult to hunt as they are delicious.
want to.
A tall fence and a terrifying light faintly visible behind the fence gradually appeared in the field of vision of my left eye.
It could vaguely distinguish Gore's voice, the child's voice vaguely and greedily, while he was sucking his fingers.
—No, I don’t want to.
Again Gorey's voice sang a different tune.
—That's a person.
If you eat a human, it can be very, very dangerous.
Gori was in a strange state, as if he had just woken up from death, his body was sluggish and difficult to control as if he was stuffed into a pressure chamber.
It seemed as if a lot of things were missing in his brain, and his thinking was so slow that he couldn't think at all.
It took him a long time to piece together what had happened, and another long time to understand the situation he was in.
After falling into the space window, the exploration starship was directly broken into pieces. The temperature was so high when it fell that it ignited his and Gore's bodies in an instant.
Even at that time, that idiot Gore was still holding him tightly, making it difficult for him to move. The parts connecting his mechanical organs were damaged, and the organs fell out piece by piece.
As for the remaining □□, because Gore held them too tightly, they were either burned to ashes along with him, or their skin and flesh stuck together and eventually became a molten mass.
He was amazed that he was still conscious.
Although the sequelae of this was that his and Gore's IQs dropped to the level of meat, with only the instincts of wriggling and devouring left, it was not until he got into the body of this... dog (?) that Goree more or less recovered a little.
It's a pity that the stupid brother has made no progress and only knows how to eat and kill.
They even regressed to the point of wanting to eat people, simply because they were afraid that they wouldn't die fast enough.
Goree engaged in a seesaw battle with Gore, ultimately putting his body into a stable latent state.
Because he had difficulty thinking and his memory was much less, Gori found it difficult to accurately judge the current situation and was able to make the decision to stay put, which had exhausted all his thinking ability.
Perhaps it was the influence of sharing a body with Gore, he had to try his best to control his desire for human flesh and blood, and the animal impulse to try to seize control of his body.
He subconsciously felt that eating humans would bring about a life-threatening danger, but it did not mean that he wanted to wag his tail, show his belly, and beg for mercy at someone's feet.
…
Why not
The unnoticed "it" asked in confusion.
It just wanted to wag its tail when it thought about running towards the two-legged beast happily.
But this issue was also ruthlessly ignored.
It was late at night, and the curly-haired dog curled up in the belly of the big yellow dog was engaged in an unknown and complicated struggle. Qi Guang, who knew nothing about these changes, had just laid down when he was startled by the warning from the system and sat up.
Warning! Intruder spotted!
No signs of life, determined to be a mechanical invasion!
Defense layer No. 1 has been activated. Do you want to start the counterattack mode
"It's okay." Qi Guang glanced calmly at Heath who sat up in the corner, and only let the system activate the defense layer to trap the invader without counterattacking.
This was certainly not a thoughtful built-in warning function of the system, but rather a defensive facility he installed on his own house as soon as his points were free. He spent nearly 1 billion points and turned the dilapidated house into a fortress where he could sleep peacefully.
The main structure of the defense facility is hidden underground and disguised as earth blocks and tiles. It can continuously monitor the surroundings of the house and report suspicious intruders, and intelligently activate different levels of defense and counterattack modes, combining concealment and practicality.
The only loophole is that people like Heath who go out of the house will not be judged as intruders. After discovering this, Qi Guang promptly added an identity entry function, and all people/machines except him and Heath were within the defense range.
Qi Guang also specially exchanged a special function for Heath to ensure that if Heath had any malicious intentions to tamper with his water and food, he would be able to discover it in the first time and have enough strength to fight back.
Although it is not fair to Heath, Qi Guang, considering his own safety, will secretly use his mental power to give Heath hints to ensure that Heath keeps his mouth shut and does not reveal his secrets.
Considering that Qi Guang has not mastered the skills related to mental power very well, to some extent, it can be said that he is using Heath as a practice object to improve his proficiency.
Heath: …
Heath obediently lay back on the bed, wrapped himself in a blanket, and covered his slightly hot face.
He could imagine Qi Guang's expression right now.
I don’t know if it’s Qi Guang’s personal habit or if there’s something special about me (//////), but when talking to him, Qi Guang would stare straight into his eyes, and his tone would be slightly slower and his voice would be lower than when he talked to himself during the live broadcast.
In other words…
He is a feather system in the early flood season!
If his wings hadn't been strong enough, Heath would have flown into the sky and done a 360-degree spin on the spot, demonstrating difficult hovering skills and performing for Qi Guang a killer courtship dance that had been passed down from generation to generation for the Phoenix.
Heath's wings moved inside his clothes, but when he touched them, they were still just patchy fur.
well.
Heath sniffed and decided to divert his attention to the plants that Qi Guang brought back.
The weather is warming up, and the designated land is almost completely tilled and loosened. Qi Guang took out the corn and wheat seeds stored in the fall, and together with the young sprouts brought back today, the preparations for spring ploughing are basically completed.
After that it was farming. Qi Guang assigned Heath two clumps of plants called "strawberries". Qi Guang said that if he took good care of them, they would bear delicious fruits when the weather got warmer.
Qi Guang didn't say whether he liked strawberries or not, but since he brought them back specially, if he wasn't his favorite, he must like them a little.
Heath was thinking about the two bunches of strawberries. He reviewed one by one the cultivation precautions that Qi Guang had taught him, from how often to water them to why to sprinkle wood ash and soil to bury feces. He was much more serious than he had been when he took the military academy exams.
After all, it would be so bad if he failed the exam. If he didn't take good care of the two strawberry bushes and they didn't produce big, sweet and delicious fruits, Heath wanted to jump up and go out to guard the strawberries just by imagining Qi Guang's disappointed expression.
This was a matter of whether Qi Guang thought he was useful and whether he would kick him out, and further, whether he would live out his life alone. Heath dared not take any wrong steps.
It was too pitiful for him to go through five breeding seasons alone like his brother did. He didn't dare to talk to Xifa during each breeding season.
Heath is ambitious and vows to grow the most delicious strawberries for Qi Guang.
Even though the ancestors of the Feather system have never practiced farming, fishing and hunting are still their main occupations.
Qi Guang didn't actually expect to eat the strawberries grown by Heath, he just wanted to prevent Heath from damaging his precious fields.
After dawn, Qi Guang went to check on the "invader" trapped by the defense facilities. The round little ball looked very familiar.
It turned out that there was no damage and I could still run here from the pine forest.
He checked the defense system's records again to confirm that the ball had come here on its own and was not carried by any small animal.
Qi Guang turned around and asked Heath to come over to identify this thing and confirm whether it was the upper ball or the lower ball (bu).
"Huh?" Heath took a closer look at the structure of the ball and realized something was wrong. "This is not for machines."
Qi Guang observed Heath's expression, "Hmm?"
"Look here, this is a special interface that is added for non-circuit connections." Heath pointed at the melted protrusions outside the ball, "And it should be used by humans. Generally, the interfaces of humans will be of this shape, while those of other races will be more regular."
"But I'm not sure if it has been used. The surface was burned too cleanly, and the human tissue was burned together with the metal."
Heath's argument was very logical, which fully demonstrated that the full marks he got in all subjects were not in vain.
Qi Guang narrowed his eyes and said, "But I saw this in the pine forest yesterday. Could it have grown legs on its own?"
Heath frowned, "It's impossible for a mechanical organ to move on its own... It's not like a mechanical organ can be remotely controlled after being separated from the body..."
He mumbled and listed the possibilities, but Qi Guang kept pondering his previous sentence.
…
Organs can be separated from the body and controlled remotely.
Qi Guang knew it was impossible, but the psychological shadow made him think of the pieces of his flesh that were scattered over several square meters and were still wriggling under the instinct for survival.
It doesn't necessarily mean there are zombies in the interstellar world... There is one thing that zombie genes and zombies are two different concepts...
Qi Guang's expression remained unchanged. He nodded and ordered Heath to change the pots for the crop seedlings he brought back. He lowered his eyes and looked at the small ball that was trapped and looked like a completely broken machine.
There were charred marks on the surface, perhaps the marks left after the flesh and blood were burnt. Inside the small ball that he could not see, there might be fresh and living flesh and blood.
Qi Guang's scalp tingled. The moment he thought of the possibility of zombies, his muscles tensed and his fists clenched, and he had already entered an unconscious state of combat readiness.
Give me a box of matches.
He said to the system that he didn't want to go back to light the fire in the fireplace, and he didn't even want to turn his back to the little ball.
The box of matches has been exchanged, and you will receive 2,500 points.
Qi Guang squatted beside the ball, grabbed a handful of branches and threw them in, then lit a match. The branches quickly ignited into a fire, wrapping the ball in the center of the flames.
You will know whether it is a zombie by burning it.
Qi Guang lit another match and threw it into the fire.
Another one.
Then another one.
Finally, throw the matchbox into the fire.
Qi Guang looked at the fire expressionlessly. The fingernail-sized pieces of meat in the ball flowed out like liquid and turned into ashes when touched by the flames.
The flames emitted black smoke, and a foul and rotten smell spread along with the smoke.
The smell was fleeting, so faint that it was almost covered by the smoke.
But it was a taste that Qi Guang was so familiar with that he would not dare to forget it even in his dreams.
The author has something to say: Woof woof, you definitely need to raise one, but it’s not a zombie woof. Cover your face.
Cat, dog, and three are the winners in life.
There will also be a small red envelope drop in this chapter~
Also, it’s the end of the year and it’s overtime hell. Maybe there will be a short update later. I hope the little angels understand.
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Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2019-12-21 19:57:25~2019-12-22 17:37:19~
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Gouhuo Fugui, Ge Zhi, Liyue Weiyang 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Guiji 40 bottles; Qiandeng 20 bottles; Du Ruo Youran, Mo Yan, Suokesar 5 bottles; Yingchen 3 bottles; Dream Waltz, A Zheng, If It's Possible, Lou Luo, Xinxin Mengmei, Si, Hanyu 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!