Chapter 1 Zerg Base

"Tick, tick." The water droplets hanging from the stalactite hit the puddle, and there were bursts of light sounds.

In the dark and damp crypt, a beam of light shone on the rock wall, casting a halo of green light.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed over the lamp shadow.

It was an arm, a blood-stained arm.

Tang Fang touched the ground subconsciously.

"Where is this?"

The head is still aching, and there are many, many messy memory fragments in my mind, the neighing of bloodthirsty swarms, the flash of extreme gunfire, the rolling sand table with the curves of a tender model, and the salting of the company boss. An old face like a cucumber.

Taking out the strength of sucking milk, I opened my eyelids, and it was dark. Except for the crisp rhythm of the splashing water droplets, there was only a stench like the decay of braised pork.

I vigorously exercised my limbs, and there was a hot stinging pain under the knee of my right leg. When I touched it with my hand, it was sticky. I gathered all my strength and moved forward half a foot. When I looked under the light, there was a large bloodstain. .

"hiss."

Tang Fang sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't understand why he was slamming against the ceiling on the bed in the ward a moment ago, and then appeared here the next moment. What's even more disgusting is that he even brought a leg injury.

He straightened up and tried to rub a foot forward again. He wanted to grab the flashlight and look at the surrounding environment. Whoever wanted to touch it with his hand, only then did he find out what the flashlight was, and it was clearly a gun.

Tang Fang was really taken aback, but when he grabbed the gun and pulled it, the scene under the light made him even the anal hairs in the deep grooves fly up.

The corpses, the corpses of insects in one place, are densely packed, hundreds of them.

The yellow-yellow-green liquid was sprinkled everywhere, on the rocks, in the crevices, and some splashed on the stalactites, which flowed down drop by drop.

Tang Fang's hand trembled, his grip was unstable, the muzzle slanted down slightly, and swept under him.

A cockroach-like corpse fell on its back, a foot long and wide, with a hole in its abdomen, and a drop of green body fluid was sprayed out like urine.

His scalp was numb, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He supported his body with his hands and fell backwards, not wanting to press it on the stone covered with insect body fluids. With a slip of his hand, he tilted his head and knocked on the ground with a "dong" sound. rocky ground.

Om, I felt dizzy for a while, and the countless fragmented memory pictures in my mind were assembled and reorganized, flashing like a movie.

Tang Yan, the original owner of this body; 24 years old, occupation, soldier; rank of sergeant, team liaison officer.

Mission Objective: Investigate the thermal energy reaction in the underground pits in the α-103 area, and determine the mineral species.

Mission location: the α-103 region of planet 5 of the Salton star system.

"α-103? The Salton Star System?" Tang Fang froze for a while, his thoughts changed slightly, and a message flashed, May 25, 2267 AD.

"May 25, 2267 AD?" 253 years, 253 years have passed! It is not uncommon to wear it forward, and it is not uncommon to wear it in parallel space, but he actually wears it backwards, and it is 253 years later today.

This is the age of the Great Galaxy, there is no guns and gunpowder for him to invent, no novels and movies for him to plagiarize, and he is not a playboy from an aristocratic family or aristocrat, he is just an ordinary cannon fodder soldier, maybe one day a stray bullet will be by his side explode,

Since then, there has been another empty coffin with only photos in the universe.

Of course, "that day" may be far away, or it may be today.

Although Planet 5 looks very barren and desolate on the surface, there is no trace of vitality, but when it gets down, it is like a female man who uses sweat as a perfume, with a quiet hole, a lot of hair, and a lot of water.

Let's just say that these worms, each with fangs and sharp teeth, once they get close, they will be disemboweled in minutes. Fortunately, they were all killed by Tang Yan.

After confirming that there was no danger around him, he gritted his teeth, took out a piece of medical glue from the supply bag behind him, and stuck it on the wound on his right knee under the light.

Taking a comfortable sigh of relief, he moved his body back and leaned sideways on a stone, trying to make himself more comfortable. Who knew that he would slap him down and press it directly on a worm corpse.

"Unfortunate." He cursed secretly, just about to shake off the body fluids stuck in his palms.

Suddenly, an emotionless voice sounded in my head: "Unknown DNA sequence detected, diagnostics started..."

"The diagnosis is complete, and the adaptive zerg is confirmed."

"Reorganize the genetic structure, gene level E, unlock the research tree, technology level 1, unlock the building 'split pool'."

"Life energy collection completed, the number is 250."

"...,...,..."

"Switch host operation..."

As the cursor flashed, a scene appeared in front of Tang Fang.

Three very intuitive pictures, the leftmost one, a circular hatchery stands on the purple mushroom creep, with six sharp claws hanging high, five large intestine-like peristaltic passages in the middle, and a worker bee (farmer) beside it, A larva that swims around the hatchery like a sea cucumber, and a huge, ugly king worm that floats around.

The middle image is grey, with a fluttering eagle logo representing human beings.

As for the far right, it is golden yellow, flashing with a psychic flame symbol, representing Protoss.

Tang Fang was stunned. Isn't this the game he played called StarCraft 2? Thinking that he had won the top ten on the "Tier Ladder" back then, how could it suddenly appear in his mind.

Thinking about the content of the unfamiliar voice just now, and then contacting the vision in front of him, it can be inferred that the corpses of these bugs should have activated the interstellar system residing in his body.

He's not good at carrying guns and fighting or something. Playing this is really familiar and handy. With the click of a mouse, a hotkey, a worker bee shoves into the creep, and a heart-beating sarcoma building appears in the hatchery. far away.

"Hands are so cheap!" After finishing things, I couldn't help but curse, what time is this, and I didn't forget to play games.

His thoughts turned to his eyes, and he forgot the scene of the Zerg base. He pressed his hands on the ground and tried to straighten up. The effect of medical glue is really not covered, but in just ten minutes, most of the injuries on the legs have healed, and I can barely walk on one leg.

He raised his gun and looked around at his surroundings. This is a depression, which is far from the top of the crypt, and the place where he fell is also seven or eight meters high, and it is impossible to climb up.

Now there are only two paths in front of him. The first one is to take a detour and return to the base along a curve not far away. Number two, sit here and wait for a companion to rescue him.

The first road is very dangerous. God knows where the bend leads. If it is the nest of insects, it will be hard to save life. As for the second way, when he recalled the situation when he fell into the pit, he always felt a little strange.

The impression is that they were squeezed by a teammate and accidentally slipped to the bottom of the pit. It is reasonable to say that they should stop to rescue themselves, but why did they both leave without saying a word.