Chapter 476 Chaos to the Nth Power

"Ouch!"

It made a deliberate sound after plucking the feather, and then handed the feather to Ria.

Ria was a little surprised. Shival had always been resistant to plucking feathers, but he didn't expect it to be so self-conscious this time.

"Good boy."

Ria rubbed its head, and little Shival stuck to his palm and rubbed it like a cat, and the feathers on his body became rare fluffy and soft.

Although plucking hair would hurt, but a hair could make Ria smile, so it was worth it to plucking it!

It couldn't help thinking so, and then tilted its head to stare at the summer cap insect in Ria's hand, and it couldn't help but feel a little hostile to it.

Of course, this hostility did not come from it being jealous of this thing. Little Shival was hostile to all summer cap insects indiscriminately. It didn't know why. When it first saw this kind of creature, it had an instinctive disgust for it, and this feeling was worse than when it first saw Hephisgetu.

In fact, the race of summer cap insects is prone to hostility from the root, and people who can get along well with them are undoubtedly an alien.

Now that Hephisgetu and Xiagai, the two worst guys, have met each other, the impact on it has undoubtedly increased exponentially. If it weren't for Ria, it would have no doubt that it would not be able to resist attacking one person and one insect.

But for Ria's sake, it can pretend not to see it.

It can't see anything, nothing.

Shiwaer closed his eyes, and now he really became a completely black badminton.

Ria could understand its emotions. After all, even when he was holding the Xiagai worm, he couldn't help but breed a violent thought in his heart, especially watching the amplitude of Shane's abdomen bulging more and more, and more and more new worms were constantly being born and climbing up his arm along his hand.

Once violent thoughts emerge, they will never stop, but Ria has always been able to calm his emotions, and it is difficult for others to guess what he is thinking now through his facial expressions.

In order to get used to this kind of thinking and even cover it up, Ria had to constantly hypnotize himself that the Xiagai worm in his hand was a pile of gold. Now it's good, the hypnosis is very successful.

When he looked at the Xiagai worm again, he felt that it had become somewhat beautiful.

Seeing that Serge was still looking at him with hope, Riya thought for a moment: "There is a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Serge made a prompt decision: "Bad news."

"The so-called bad news is that the pollution from the angels is very successful. Shane has now completely become a female worm. Judging from its reproduction speed, if it is not restrained, it will produce a swarm of worms that is enough to devour the surrounding towns within three days."

"You must know that there is a law of conservation in the universe. Even my authority, which seems to have an advantage in transactions, is actually using my humanity as a bargaining chip."

Hearing Riya say this, Serge probably already thought of what he was going to say.

"I have no way to clean up the pollution from the angels, but I can transfer it to other organisms. The good news after the bad news is that you can choose this organism."

Riya's meaning is already very clear. He is not interested in Hephisgetu's so-called offering of everything. On the contrary, he is now interested in teasing Hephisgetu.

"What do you want to see, Serge? Thousands of people who can only reproduce, or the sea is full of fish, or--"

Serge's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he suddenly smiled: "I have a good idea."

"I want to transfer this pollution to the rest of my kind."

Riya was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: "We seem to have the same idea."

"Although the Hephisgetu all over the world sounds very disgusting, they themselves are the ones who hate their own kind the most.

If the mass production of clones can be achieved, then there will be no need to worry about the problem of insufficient number when summoning a certain incarnation. This proposal is very interesting!"

Now is the time when there is a shortage of manpower, so Riya didn't think there was anything wrong with his current thinking. Who wouldn't like easy-to-use cheap labor?

This world is already chaotic enough, so why can't it be more chaotic.

He and Serge hit it off immediately. He saw him slowly stretch out his hand towards the air, and a golden scale suddenly emerged in the void. Then Riya used Sval's black feather as a weight and placed the summer cover insect on the other end.

[Using the black feathers of mythical creatures as a medium, the pollution of abundance is transferred, and the transfer target is - a clone of the crawling chaos]

[The sound is made in the name of trade, and the transaction is established]

Then a bunch of hidden regulations are automatically recited, and Riya waved her hand to disperse them. These things are automatically recited by the extraordinary, which is equivalent to someone speaking divine whispers in her ear.

But it is a waste of time to listen to all of this, and Riya chooses to skip it most of the time.

At this moment, the transaction took effect, and the pile of worms beside Shane automatically turned into gray-black powder and disappeared. It turned its tentacles in surprise, looked at Riya and then at Serge, and when it wanted to take another look at Riya, Swar rolled it down with one tentacle.

Shane was not angry at all. It moved its limbs excitedly and crawled around. After landing, it jumped to the side quickly, but soon, a tentacle caught it again and put it in Serge's hand.

"To be honest, you should thank him. He cares about you more than anyone else."

"Care about me?" Shane's tentacles gradually stopped turning, as if thinking of something that made the insect unhappy. "Yes, if the tribe is wiped out, I will be left alone to live a life worse than death... None of these Chaos clones are good."

It is not a good thing either.

Shaen's mood obviously became abnormal, but what it didn't know was that Serge had never participated in the extermination of the Shagai tribe. He tried his best to save Shane from a group of Hephisgetu, but failed to save his mother.

Serge didn't intend to tell Shane these. The truth often represents misfortune. Reality is too cruel for them. Just like the creator who will never favor believers, fate has never favored them.

"Even if you think I'm not a good thing, do you think you can leave? Pets must have the consciousness of pets. Who cares about the emotions of a pet?"

As he said, Serge grabbed the Shagai insect that was constantly waving its limbs and tentacles and greeted Ria, and Ria also acquiesced to their departure.

When their figures completely disappeared in the thick fog, Riya looked at the hand that had just touched the summer beetle. The skin under the leather gloves had grown countless flesh whiskers, and those eyes were sandwiched in the gaps between the flesh whiskers, staring at Riya without blinking.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"