Ice Source was developed from the beginning to fight against the Zerg, but no one could have expected that it would also have a significant effect on humans.
What no one could have expected was that it would actually become a medicine specifically designed to transform humans. .
With the passage of time, the ice source has strayed further and further away from the direction in which it was originally developed, so that no one knows its true purpose.
Perhaps only its original developers know this.
As for whether the developer knew that blood poisoned by ice would also be effective against the Zerg, only she knew.
There is no antidote for Ice Source, and there will be no antidote.
How can this deadly drug that is supposed to be used against the Zerg have an antidote?
The commander's body was as cold as ice.
K grinned and covered the wound, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
He didn't know what happened just now, but it didn't matter, the food was right in front of him.
The torn wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding.
It was hard to imagine that such a weak body could have such a degree of recovery ability.
K squatted down and grabbed the commander's body.
He slowly turned around, faced the large number of Zerg and survivors, and grinned.
Click.
The white teeth bit into the commander's fist-sized head, and thick green insect fluid and gum-yellow brain juice spurted out, slowly dripping down the corners of his mouth.
Click, click.
The numbing sound of chewing echoed endlessly in this silent battlefield.
K held the commander's body and ate it with gusto, especially in the process, which was accompanied by the sucking of gum yellow brain matter.
Voice.
If even the dying veteran shudders and cannot help the trembling of his body, how can others bear it?
"vomit" The monkey vomited it up on the spot, violent vomiting accompanied by trembling.
He didn't even dare to look directly at K's body.
The fat man's fat trembled a few times, and fear and nausea made him forget the pain of the wound.
K tasted this "rich" meal carefully.
The commander's meat was "the most delicious".
It was the most delicious of all the Zerg he had ever eaten.
But he didn't mind sharing the meal, so he extended his hand.
"Here are you hungry?"
The white teeth have been stained emerald green.
There are still fragments of insect shells left in the gaps between the teeth.
So in the eyes of most people, he is now far more terrifying than those Zerg.
Someone finally broke down and yelled, "Monster, monster!"
He ran around, trying his best to stay away from this outpost that was completely occupied by fear.
K tilted his head, somewhat puzzled as to why his good intentions would lead to such results.
"Let's go home."
He waved his hand and turned his attention to the Zerg.
The Zerg who lost their commander could no longer receive any instructions.
Most of these are bugs from low-level Zerg units, and their limited IQ cannot help them understand everything that is happening in front of them.
The breath of the superior is real, and it is their natural instinct to follow the orders of the superior.
The commander is killed and eaten by the superior, which is the most severe punishment within the Zerg.
Since the superior executed the commander, why do they need to stay here?
The insects "looked at each other" and immediately dropped their bodies.
They gathered into the most orderly formation and crawled to the ground at the same time under everyone's horrified gaze.
This was their respect for the superior, K waved his hand casually.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It's as easy as having done it countless times before.
The next moment, the tidal wave of Zerg completely retreated and disappeared without a trace.
Not even the bodies of their dead compatriots were taken away.
There was silence inside the oppressive outpost, and everyone could not believe what was happening in front of them.
Zerg will follow the orders of a human "Hell" Some sharp sounds suddenly broke the silence, and everyone looked for the sound.
Monkey covered his mouth in a panic, and his excessive surprise exposed his original voice.
"I mean, we're saved, aren't we?"
Monkey quickly adjusted his tone, scratched his scalp in embarrassment, and his voice also returned to its previous tone.
The fat man glanced at the monkey without trace.
The warning in his eyes was obvious.
The monkey lowered his head carefully and hid quietly behind the fat man.
K grinned stupidly.
"Hello, my name is K."
Under the sun.
His look should have been stupid, but it was extremely weird.
The flesh and blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, and the half of the bloody insect corpse he held in his hand, would have a huge impact on anyone.
"Everyone, monsters and devils, run away!
He can eat people."
The emotionally collapsed people no longer care about the excitement of the rest of their lives.
If this guy named K eats even the most disgusting bugs, then eating people must be nothing.
It can be questioned, so most of the survivors chose to escape, even the slaves were no exception.
K scratched his hair, and his fingers almost got stuck between the twisted hair.
He was stunned for a while, holding up the remaining half of the insect corpse in his hand, and walked towards the smoke-filled place step by step.
"What is this?"
K squatted next to the veteran, pointed at the half-remained cigar, and gently sniffed the smell of smoke.
Smells good.
"We exchange" he handed over the "food" in his hand.
The veteran laughed dumbly.
He didn't have much resistance to such a "terrible monster" that "appeared out of nowhere".
How can you expect a person who is not even afraid of death to be frightened?
At least this weak guy saved everyone, although he didn't know what method he used.
The veteran took a last deep breath at the cigar and sent it out tremblingly.
"Exchange" K handed over the insect corpse with some joy.
The veteran smiled bitterly, "You deserve this, there is no need to exchange it."
K did not insist, but quickly took the cigarette and took a deep breath like a veteran.
"Cough cough cough" The thick smoke stung him and he coughed violently.
His silly face was full of confusion.
The veteran laughed and waved his hand to greet the fat man.
"Come here."
The two fat men looked at each other, and after a brief hesitation, they walked over cautiously.
"This guy is the slave you captured."
"How do you know this?"
the fat man asked cautiously.
The strength of veterans is obvious to all.
For such people, it is necessary to maintain a minimum of respect.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"You are the only one who can mark slaves with such a simple and ugly symbol."
The veteran coughed lightly, and blood spilled out.
"Old man, stop talking."
The monkey hurriedly tried to pull off the lurker lying on the veteran's body, but the weight of the lurker was more than he could pull.
"Don't bother."
The veteran smiled, "The hook tail of this beast is still in my body.
If you drag it away, I will only die faster."
"What should we do?"
There were tears in the monkey's eyes.
The veteran shook his head and did not answer, "Fat man, you have to take good care of the little monkey in the future.
His mother had some friendship with me back then, and I still owed her a wild wolf leg.
I didn't expect that she would never see her again after she left."
If he didn’t come back, he might really be dead now.”
The old soldier sighed, his face flushing abnormally, "Fat man, stop taking little monkeys to be slave catchers.
This business is getting harder and harder to do."
The veteran glanced at K, who was still "tasting" the cigarette.
The wound on his shoulder had been mostly healed.
"Your future lies with him.
Follow him and you will get what you want."
"But his identity," the fat man hesitated.
"Being a slave does not last a lifetime.
There is always a way to solve it."
The veteran's face was horribly pale, and his muscles were constantly spasming.
"You don't want that thing, that thing?"
the voice stopped suddenly, and the veteran stretched out his hand hard, but before he could touch K, he dropped it heavily.
"Old man" Fatty and Monkey cried and shouted, trying to retain the last trace of warmth of the veteran.
The angry fat man reluctantly pulled up the heavy body of the lurker, but was shocked to find that most of the pressed body of the veteran had been digested into pus by the lurker's poison.
After experiencing such severe pain, the veteran did not groan in pain until the last moment.
What a tenacious and respectable will.
Even K couldn’t help but stand in awe. jingle.
There was a slight sound of metal falling to the ground.
K held the half cigarette butt between his fingers blankly and looked at the old key that fell to the ground and the key hidden in the cigarette.
Under the sun, the key shines with dazzling luster, just like the glory and brilliance of the veteran's last moment of life.
It's like that clear life burning down to the last cigarette butt.
The fat man picked up the key.
Key with engraved miniature map
.
: