The voice in his head whispered, but Song Xiaocheng didn't care about any strange thoughts in his head at this time. It was a trivial matter not having a single piece of clothing to cover the body, and at this time, the two blood holes on the shoulder bones on both sides were still dripping blood like unclosed faucets.

Enduring the pain in his shoulder, he lifted his arm vigorously and tapped the walls around him with four knuckles, making a crisp thump that sounded less like wood and more like the shell of a crab or a turtle.

It's more like a worm shell

With a burst of shaking, Song Xiaocheng lost his balance for a while, lay down on the ground, and simply stopped getting up, but turned around and lay down at the bottom of the box. The violent shaking at the beginning gradually turned into rhythmic jolting, and some tinkling knocking sounds were gradually heard in the corners, and some wet things rubbed against Song Xiaocheng's feet, which seemed to be dirty rags or something.

Awesome. Song Xiaocheng thought to himself, he was originally a city demon king with the power of ice and fire in his hands, how could he believe in Huan Lingyu's evil and be teleported into the dimension where this insect rules the earth? Look at himself now, naked, his back must be covered with blood, and he was thrown in the trunk of the insect like garbage.

When you go back, you must stuff Huan Lingyu into the trunk and let him share his pleasant experience at this time!

Song Xiaocheng closed his eyes and lay at the bottom of the insect shell box, pressing his face against the bottom, waiting for his fate. But the moment he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but start thinking about those things from last night.

Scenes began to float before his eyes—

Beetles in the sky, carrying all kinds of insects of all sizes, walk neatly and regularly in the air of the bustling city full of insect style. The material of the building looks very similar to the furniture and walls of the previous night's cabin, and the façade is full of curved corners and spikes.

The perspective suddenly zoomed in, and Song Xiaocheng saw that Arthur, the cricket man, was also riding on the back of the beetle beetle, which was bigger than a car, and the hook spines on his legs firmly hooked the breastplate of the beetle. The star-covered celestial bull flew safely along a route made of insect pheromones that could not be seen by the naked eye in the dense sky of flying insects. Arthur's heart was still reminiscent of the unfinished quarrel just now, immersed in his handsome posture of snatching the door.

Seeing this scene, Song Xiaocheng felt very annoyed in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that Igni in his right hand was left in his own dimension, he would have to give this cricket a little bit of beauty!

While Arthur the Cricket Man was riding on his own, another mantis man driving a halberd beetle suddenly whizzed past in front of the beetle. Although the Celestial Bull dodged in the air in a panic to avoid this dangerous stagger, he also almost shook Arthur off his back.

"I'm **you**, will you shoot a beetle?Rich and amazing?Take your **pheromone!!" Arthur turned around and yelled, but the mantis man and the halberd worm were long gone.

Song Xiaocheng opened his eyes violently, the violent shaking just now and the staggering debris in the box space could prove that the scene of the traffic conflict he saw should indeed have happened. It seems that Huan Lingyu's teleportation technique has indeed worked, and there is no doubt that this is a dimensional ruled by insects.

After digesting the city he had just seen, he closed his eyes again, wanting to find more information in his mind—

The world of the worms was much more complicated than he expected.

When Huan Lingyu sent him here, Song Xiaocheng imagined that the "dimension full of bugs" should be like the zerg in "Star Troopers" or "Blind Man's Battle": full of primitive flesh and absurd slaughter, and all living beings are dominated by pure instinct......

But for now, the world dominated by insect-like humanoids outside the box doesn't seem to be much different from his own original earth—mediocre office workers and busy hearts, gorgeous and majestic business districts and dense honeycomb residential areas, hawkers pushing pancake carts and drudgers sweeping the streets with their hands and feet, tellers behind gilded display cases, and security guards in front of the hundred-foot-high hall...... Aside from the fact that there are humanoid insects or insect people walking around, I can't see that this place is much different from the earth.

By the way, there are still some differences.

Song Xiaocheng's consciousness wandered around, freely looking at the world of insects: the appearance of buildings and tools is quite insect-like, looking like magnified insects, and whether it is the material of the building or the materials of tools and utensils, they seem to be the same material, that is, a solid shell that looks like insect wreckage.

"That's what you humans call chitin. 9-980U reminded Song Xiaocheng in the consciousness network, "The technology and magic in your world are very diverse, and you have fully applied various materials and energy technologies, but the society of insect people is almost entirely based on biotechnology. ”

Chitin, that is also a worm shell, this little knowledge Song Xiaocheng still has, it seems that his previous feeling is not wrong. Insects and arthropods such as shrimp and crabs, the exoskeleton is a unique substance that humans collectively refer to as chitin.

"Interesting. Song Xiaocheng was lying at the bottom of the pitch-black box, but the consciousness in his mind was staring at this magical dimension built by insects, "Huh? wait a minute...... You say, the magic of our world?"

"Look, the worms don't know how to harness the power of nature, unlike you. But their application of biotechnology far exceeds that of you humans," the voice in the consciousness network seemed to ignore Song Xiaocheng's doubts, "You humans use steel and dyes to make vehicles, and the insects use all kinds of beetles to get around, you humans use metal and sand and gravel to build their own dwellings, and the giant beetles contribute harder and denser chitin to the chitin factory, making everything they need for the insect society." ”

"Huh??" Song Xiaocheng was slightly startled, "This ...... Are the chitin used to build these buildings all living insect shells?"

As soon as the picture in his mind turned, Song Xiaocheng's vision came to a factory workshop. The environment was somewhat familiar, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be the workshop you had seen in Arthur's mind last night.

On the assembly line of the workshop, the chitinous raw material that is tens of centimeters thick, two or three meters square, and can still be seen in the shape of insects can be reshaped into flat plates, and the corners are cut off on the next assembly line and cut into regular squares, just like pieces of cement prefabricated slabs. Then finishing, grinding, polishing, cleaning...... After a few assembly lines, a rectangular chitin plate with smooth corners and regular, mellow and low texture is piled up with other plates, and the slightly reflective glare and slightly translucent plate is like a deep and high-end polished marble brick, which is really high-end atmosphere and grade, low-key luxury has connotation!

Song Xiaocheng's vision turned again, and he came to the front-end assembly line of the previous workshop. Dozens of giant beetles with fat, deformed bellies lined up neatly, each resembling a small tank. A robotic arm equipped with a chitin compression circular saw quickly and sensitively cuts off the beetles' hard elytra from their backs and places them on the assembly line, while the bare beetles are rolled away. The whole cutting process took only about ten seconds, and the previous batch of beetles had just been sent away, and the next batch of fresh beetles was delivered.

The horizon walked a few more workshops along the assembly line, this time a huge farm. Beetles of all sizes are lined up in the crowded space, and slender robotic arms feed the beetles with a yellowish nutrient slurry through pipes. From the initial egg-sized, pale white oocysts, to the giant bus-like grubs, to the adult stage, the beetles are growing at a rate that is almost visible to the naked eye......

"Built on biotechnology? This is called biotechnology?"

Although he was not of his own race, Song Xiaocheng still felt a little uncomfortable. Raise your own kind, then collect parts of their bodies to use as materials, and lay their limbs into the floor tiles of the city. Although the insect city he had seen before was indeed gorgeous and magnificent, when he thought of that few factories, Song Xiaocheng felt that he couldn't agree with this approach no matter what.

"Transform, catalyze, collect, process. Insect man's biotechnology has reached its peak. The voice of the consciousness network spoke coldly.

"Reaching the pinnacle? I think it's just enslaving and killing life! What will happen to those beetles that have been cut off their shells? Will they be made into canned food?" Song Xiaocheng thought with some indignation.

"Of course not. Not a single limb is wasted - chitinous forewings are a versatile material, membranous hindwings are excellent transparent material, similar to your human glass, and their six feet and stout head horns are cut and harvested as small materials. As for the round bodies, some of them are sent back to the nursery to be fed with regenerated nutrient slurry, regrow the cut off parts, and continue to contribute materials until they die, or they are sent to the breeding workshop to reproduce new offspring. ”

To be born, to be fed, to be grown, to be gathered...... Infinite production, infinite reincarnation. Song Xiaocheng couldn't help but sigh that these insects were indeed good at trading.

"This is the great insect man civilization. Song Xiaocheng, what do you think?"

"I think it's really disgusting. Trampling their own kind in endless slavery, collecting their bodies in such a dehumanizing way...... You still praise them as 'great'? In my opinion, insects are insects, how can they be called 'people' when they lick their faces!"

"Disgusting? Destroying humanity? Haha, human. The voice in the network of consciousness chuckled, "If you think so, then you really should look at this." ”

The horizon in his mind flipped again, and Song Xiaocheng returned to the majestic and vast city of insects. Floating in mid-air, bypassing a brown-red tall building that had been obscuring the view and another building with a red-green metallic sheen, an even taller, more magnificent edifice came into view.

This tall building is like a miracle, like a cone like fangs, standing in the middle of the city of insects. The plaza and trees at the base of the building are only inconspicuous thin lines and specks in comparison, and the other high-rise buildings are nothing more than a bunch of inconspicuous foils in front of it. In addition to its unrivalled size and size, the most distinctive feature of this great tall building is its white exterior.

"That's the Bee Center Business Building. A cold voice introduced, "Its building material is also chitin building material board. In order to show that they have long since abandoned the traditional wax building materials that they are ashamed of, and to highlight the status of their group as the leading wealthy in the city, their business headquarters building naturally chooses a more precious and special building material for the façade of the building. ”

Speaking of which, it seems that it was deliberately sold out, and the sound of 9-980U paused meaningfully.

The material is cut into a square patch the size of a coin, piece by piece on the façade of the building. The bright white color glows elegantly in the summer day.

Song Xiaocheng seemed to have a faint answer in his heart. Lying at the bottom of Arthur's pitch-black trunk, his mind staring at the seemingly incomparably magnificent tall building through the network of consciousness, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"Yes...... What is the material?"

The consciousness of the little green ball smiled contemptuously in front of Song Xiaocheng's consciousness, and proudly said the answer that Song Xiaocheng didn't want to hear.

"It's human bones. ”