Chapter 103: The water is cold in the ice, and the blue owl sings at night

Zhang Zechen and Mu Qian quickly left the river and went deep into the jungle upstream, and the pursuing barbarians behind him were actually temporarily escaped by Zhang Zechen. Mu Qian, who was lying on Zhang Zechen's back, had always been shocked, and he remembered very clearly: Zhang Zechen suddenly made eight arms, and then killed the middle-aged barbarian in seconds.

When did Zhang Zechen become so powerful? This was no longer a matter of his physical strength, but a means of some myths and legends, and it was difficult for Mu Qian to accept this fact for a while.

But just when Mu Qian wanted to ask something, something inside his body seemed to explode, as if an alien was struggling in his body, and it would break out at any time. The sharp pain caused by this tearing sensation came from the inside out, and Mu Qian soon sweated profusely, and his whole body began to spasm.

"What's wrong with you?" Sensing the abnormality of Mu Qian on his back, Zhang Zechen put him down.

"I—I don't know. Mu Qian, whose teeth trembled, shrank into a ball on the ground, and then he soon lost consciousness, and then soon he was no longer breathing, and the temperature of his body dropped rapidly.

"What the hell, won't you die at this time?" Zhang Zechen was shocked and touched Mu Qian's chest, and then Zhang Zechen also stiffened: Mu Qian had no heartbeat.

Everything happened too fast, the situation was very good just now, but now that it has taken a sharp turn, Zhang Zechen has a feeling that he is going crazy. The barbarian will not rest on his laurels, and will hunt them down the entire planet, or even the entire chaotic realm, and the risk he takes is incomparably greater.

"You waste, didn't you just steal something from a barbarian? And then you couldn't bear it? Lao Tzu was miserable by you now, and he wouldn't have come out if he knew it. Zhang Zechen cursed hatefully.

After scolding in place for a while, Zhang Zechen carefully checked Mu Qian again and made sure that he was really dead. Then Zhang Zechen took out a swarthy dagger and gestured at Mu Qian, which was the dagger that Mu Qian had lost.

"What are you going to do?" a mechanical voice sounded abruptly.

"Give him some blood and see what exactly went into him. Zhang Zechen was not surprised at all, and said lightly.

"You're such a bastard, he's not dead. After the mechanical voice finished speaking, a silver-white ball rolled out of nowhere and stayed in front of Zhang Zechen.

"Even if I'm a bastard, I'm a life-saving bastard. But are you sure he's not dead?" said Zhang Ze, staring at the ball.

"Sure. Callisto replied in the affirmative.

"That's good, scare Lao Tzu a lot. Speaking of which, you artificial intelligence, should you help me find a better hiding place now? The barbarian is estimated to have burst his hair now, and this basket is not small. ”

Callisto didn't speak, but turned into a ray of light, soaring deep into the forest. Zhang Zechen sneered twice, then grabbed Mu Qian and followed.

Countless insects are gnawing on Mu Qian's flesh and blood, a large white expanse, which looks very weird and terrifying, but Mu Qian, as the protagonist, is completely powerless. Because he couldn't move at all, he could only watch with the corner of his eye as the insects were violent on him. This feeling is very strange, Mu Qian who was bitten did not feel pain, only a little bit of itching, and then he felt that he began to grow bigger, his hands and feet were infinitely stretched, and his whole body seemed to be his own, but it didn't seem to be.

"Ah......" I don't know which insect bit hard, Mu Qian, who was bitten by the pain, woke up suddenly, and he sat up suddenly: it was dark in front of him, only a glimmer of light from nowhere was flickering. And this space is very narrow, less than ten square meters, very cramped and depressing, and Zhang Zechen is like a stone sculpture, not moving in the dark.

"Where is this?" Mu Qian asked in a hoarse voice.

"I've hollowed out a boulder as a hiding place in a boulder under the swamp, and we're probably going to be here for a long time. Zhang Zechen replied.

"What's going on?" Mu Qian was a little confused.

"Congratulations, you seem to have gotten something from the barbarians, maybe you'll be in the sky soon, waste. Zhang Zechen said in a weird manner.

"What is it?" Mu Qian didn't care about the thorns in Zhang Zechen's words, and he asked very eagerly.

"After two days of research, I think we have probably discovered the great secret of a barbarian, and you have become the chosen one in the long river of fate. The voice of Ganymede sounded, but it was not alone in Mu Qian's ears as before.

Then Ganymede began to explain in detail:

"As far as I know, all life in the universe exists in the form of symbiotes. Take you for example, there are hundreds of millions of bacteria and microorganisms active in your body at the moment, and they help you maintain a good life system and make you very advanced and complex. The same is true for barbarians, but what makes them special is that they are able to control a certain microorganism in their bodies. ”

"Microorganisms, control?" After Mu Qian heard this, his mind was a little trance, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"This is the secret of the barbarians, they can exert a certain influence on their own living system by raising a group of microorganisms in their bodies, so that to some extent, they can change their body structure according to their own wishes, so that they can dominate the chaotic domain and be invincible. ”

"It turns out that this is the secret of their own life, and it is so simple. Mu Qian exhaled a long breath and said softly.

"It's not simple, but it took countless years of evolution for them to bloom such a unique and brilliant flower in the history of life. And you can't compare this to the sci-fi brains of your earth, the barbarians can change their life structure in an instant, but it will take a long time. For other species, it may take tens of thousands of years for them to evolve a pair of wings, while for savages, they only need a few thousand years for each of them to have a pair of wings that can soar into the blue sky. Ganymede did his best to explain it to Mu Qian, while making sure that he could truly understand the barbarian's secret, and not misunderstand it.

"So, what am I doing now?" Mu Qian's heart trembled with excitement at the moment, and it was impossible to describe it in words.

"From Zhang Zechen's description of the situation at that time, I analyzed countless possibilities, the biggest of which is that this microorganism in the old barbarian human body has entered your body through blood contact. If you can survive the rejection of this microorganism and your body, it is really difficult to predict what will happen to you in the future, but it will definitely not be memoral, humble, and small. Ganymede said.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm really out of shit. Zhang Zechen, do you think this is a miracle?"

"No, if you can evade the barbarians and don't bother Lao Tzu, that's a miracle. Zhang Zechen's tone was very disdainful.

"I'll do my best, but if it affects you, then please bear with me. After being in a good mood, Mu Qian actually made such a joke with Zhang Zechen, which was the first time between the two.

"Since the secret of the barbarians lies in this microorganism, if it is leaked out, will many people come to hunt the barbarians? Without waiting for Zhang Zechen to take advantage of the language, Mu Qian asked first.

Mu Qian's crooked brain was immediately despised, and Ganymede retorted mercilessly:

"I don't know what the development of your Earth civilization looks like, but your idea like this is not only naïve, but also a narrow and cowardly idea. This microorganism is a part of the body of a savage and cannot be isolated. When the barbarian dies, the microbe, naturally, dies too. In other words, this kind of microorganism is only a relatively important cornerstone for the construction of the barbarian life system, and without a complete life system to match it, it is difficult for other life forms to accept this kind of thing. So, you may not realize it, but what you're going to find is going to be really bad. ”

"Then why can I?" Mu Qian asked again.

This can only be described as a miracle of creation and coincidence. When an elderly barbarian dies, his body system collapses, and the microbes within him become inactive. But the old barbarian somehow came back to life for a while, and it was because of this that the reactivated microbe, pulled by some mysterious force, was transferred to your body. This situation is not replicable, and you still think of it as an opportunistic means, and this idea insults not only the barbarians, but also your own. ”

"Damn, don't be spoiled by some people, be kind to others, speak politely, okay?" Mu Qian said angrily. At this moment, his mood was extremely comfortable, his whole body was full of strength, and the injury on his chest was almost unfelt.

"Be kind to others? I ask you: when you betrayed this artificial intelligence, you already knew that I was there for you. So, did you ever think about betraying me at that time?" Zhang Zechen suddenly interjected.

"If I say no, will you believe it?" Mu Qian asked rhetorically.

"Turns out you're an out-and-out bastard too. Zhang Zechen sneered.

"You and I are half a pound and eight taels, everyone is each other. Mu Qian also sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, since the barbarian microbes have entered your body, you should at least give it a name, right?" Ganymede said to Mu Qian at this time.

"Name?" Mu Qian began to mutter, this was a question worth thinking about.

"This kind of thing is essentially a bacterium, very low-level, and can only be called the raw material of life. In addition, according to the general saying of 'survival of the fittest' and 'selection of the best and win' on the earth, we might as well call it 'superior bacteria', right?" Zhang Zechen said slowly.

Mu Qian fell into deep thought after hearing this, this name is not bad, but it does not satisfy him. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Mu Qian slowly spoke:

"Green is taken from blue, and green is blue, ice, water is for it, and cold is for water. As a person, you should always be self-motivated, and you can't learn. So-" Mu Qian paused, and then said word by word:

"It should be called - green, sheng, fungus. ”

"A good green out of the blue, a good green fungus, I hope you don't brag about it. Zhang Zechen was suddenly infected by Mu Qian's "pride and ambition", so he said loudly.

From this moment on, Zhang Zechen's fate was tightly tied to Mu Qian's fate. Although they don't like each other, "heroes", or "bastards", always have something to cherish, and fate is so nonsense.

Another decade, Beiju Luzhou, Jintang City.

Meng Kuaifeng led 5,000 warriors of the Mole Clan and the Mole Clan to sneak up on the Acropolis of Jintang City, where they were about to launch a small sneak attack.

In the past long years, Meng Kuaifeng led the two clans to launch countless sneak attacks on Jintang City and Turtle and Crane City. At first, Meng Kuaifeng was bent on breaking through the two acropolis of Turtle and Crane City, but the firepower there was too concentrated and powerful, and they abandoned their armor and fled every time. Later, Meng Kuaifeng's target was transferred to the thousands of acropolis in Jintang City, which surrounded the main city like stars and moons, and some were even very remote, and the defensive strength was relatively weak, so it gave Meng Kuaifeng some opportunities.

But even though Meng Kuaifeng led the two clans to capture more than a dozen acropolises, there was still no overall situation, and the main city of Jintang City was still standing there, provoking Meng Kuaifeng all the time. Therefore, now Meng Kuai Storm is irritable and arrogant, and he is eager to fulfill his original rhetoric, completely ignoring the heavy losses of the two underground clans during this time.

Turning his head to look at the warriors of the two clans who were very afraid of him next to him, Meng Kuaifeng's heart suddenly became nameless: If it weren't for the drag of you waste, the Golden Soup Turtle and Crane Alliance would have been wiped out under his fist. Therefore, Meng Kuaifeng has been angry and helpless. These warriors of the two clans cannot be said that they are not heroic in battle, and the technological weapons of the two clans are not useless, but war is not child's play, there is an invisible huge gap between Meng Kuaifeng and the two tribes, so even if he can rush to an acropolis and start hand-to-hand combat, Meng Kuaifeng can only rely on a huge advantage in numbers to achieve a small and insignificant victory.

"Damn, my brothers have always fought more with less, but now they have been reduced to relying on numbers to win, which is really ridiculous. Meng Kuaifeng cursed in a low voice, and then shouted to the people around him:

"How long do they have to change guards?"

"It's coming, it shouldn't be more than two quarters. A warrior of the Mole Clan said to Meng Kuaifeng with a wince.

"Remember: you have to rush forward regardless of everything, but you have to take care of your compatriots around you, you have to provide them with cover, you have to fend off attacks, and sometimes you have to use your life to bring greater benefits to the whole situation. Don't be afraid of death, form a strong group, and always watch out for your fellow citizens, this is the art of war of our barbarians, I have said it countless times, do you understand it?" Meng Kuaifeng's tone was rapid and resentful, and he very much hoped that the warriors of the two clans around him would understand what he was saying.

"Understood, understood. The warriors of the two clans around him nodded busily. Then, the people behind also nodded vigorously, and an army of nods appeared.

"Rush. Meng Kuaifeng really didn't want to see the appearance of the people around him, so he could only roar, and then jumped out of his hiding place, like a sturdy cheetah, rushing out of every step and rushing to the hill in front of him for dozens of meters.

The defenders of the remote acropolis soon spotted the attack, and shells rained down from the top of the hill. Meng Kuaifeng turned a blind eye to the attack overhead, he rushed left and right through the chaos of rocks and trees with great agility, and in a few strokes he reached the foot of the mountain, and then he rose to his feet, directly avoiding the attack of the defensive weapons on the top of the mountain, and landed halfway up the mountain.

The warriors of the two clans behind were struggling to cope with the attack from the air at this time, and they could not keep up with the pace of Meng Kuaifeng. Meng Kuaifeng was not surprised by this, he just jumped towards the top of the hill again, as long as he could quickly perform a beautiful decapitation operation, then there was a good chance that the acropolis would be taken by them.

There was no defensive weapon to attack, as it didn't have much effect on Meng Kuaifeng, but there were five brightly armored deep-sea thickshell clansmen who faced Meng Kuaifeng in the air together.

"Broken. Meng Kuaifeng let out a low roar, the claws of his hands merged, and his entire body pierced at the five deep-sea thick-shell clansmen like a spear. With a series of crisp sounds, the shields in the hands of the five deep-sea thickshell people lined up, causing Meng Kuaifeng's claws to slide over the five shields at a strange angle. This is a very ingenious cooperation, which is only achieved by the five deep-sea thick shell tribesmen with the support of scientific and technological means, and it is very effective in counteracting the strong impact of the fast wind.

Meng Kuaifeng, who had lost his forward momentum, was forced to land on the hillside, and he was only less than 200 meters away from the top of the mountain. And as the fast wind fell, hundreds of deep-sea thick shell tribesmen emerged from the woods and surrounded him in clusters. These deep-sea thick-shell people were armed with broadswords and shields, and a team of five formed a team to surround and kill from all directions.

In the flickering of the sword, Meng Kuaifeng's figure was erratic, and it was difficult for the enemy to cut him, but his fist struck out vigorously from time to time, blasting the deep-sea thick shell people out one by one. But as long as one person was repulsed, the remaining four people in the five-person battle formation immediately retreated, not giving Meng Kuaifeng any chance at all. Meng Kuaifeng was entangled in this way, and these weak deep-sea thick shell clansmen used human sea tactics to bully Meng Kuaifeng to the point that they could not be more suppressed.

"Hurry up. Meng Kuaifeng shouted angrily at the foot of the mountain. At this time, as long as he had a barbarian brother by his side, it would be an easy thing for the two of them to join forces to tear through the encirclement of these deep-sea thick shell people, but unfortunately he didn't have a brother.

Shouts of killing arose, and the warriors of the two underground clans finally rushed through the first wave of fire on the mountain, and then began to climb the mountain. Halfway up the mountainside, more than 1,000 deep-sea Thick Shell people rushed out of the hole in the mountain and fought with the warriors of the two tribes underground. For a time, the entire hillside was crowded with people, the battle was fierce, and the smell of blood began to spread silently in this barren mountain range.

Meng Kuaifeng snatched an enemy's broadsword, and slashed left and right frantically, whether it was on the enemy's shield armor or on the enemy's armor, the impact of the two would produce a ball of sparks to burst open, and soon a brilliant circle of light was formed around Meng Kuaifeng. But Meng Kuaifeng is still fighting hard, these deep-sea thick shell people have no other characteristics, that is, the skin is durable, although Meng Kuaifeng hates itchy, but there is nothing to be done.

The screams of the rush soon rose to a heightened momentum, and the battle between the two sides entered a white-hot stage. Meng Kuaifeng glanced at the battle situation on the mountainside, and suddenly a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart: even though the warriors of the two clans were superior in numbers, they were still dragged halfway up the mountainside, unable to move forward.

"Oh ......" Meng Kuaifeng raised his head to the sky and let out a sad howl in another despair, which was a signal for an urgent retreat: it would not be long before the enemies on the other acropolis would come to support, and by the time the powerful technological weapons of the nearby enemies were ready, I am afraid that none of the two clans would be able to escape except Meng Kuaifeng himself.

"Five thousand people can't attack a mountain with only two thousand people, should I continue to stay here?" Meng Kuaifeng closed his eyes in despair, allowing the enemy's two broadswords to cut two blood grooves on his body.

Then, after a slight pause, Meng Kuaifeng erupted even more violently, and he threw out the big knife in his hand, and fiercely pounced on an enemy's five-man battle formation. Letting the two pieces of shield clash against him, Meng Kuaifeng grabbed an enemy and flung him up as a weapon. The people of the Deep Sea Thick Shell were all wearing solid armor, and Meng Kuaifeng took advantage of the enemy's mess to smash it, and immediately forced a small circle in front of him, and then, Meng Kuaifeng once again turned into an indestructible spear and rushed to the foot of the mountain.