Chapter 027: Lao Tzu or Son, This Needs to Be Calculated
Whether Plitt was telling the truth or joking, it couldn't change the fact that the Protoss was in decline in this universe, Fang Yuan and his wife stared at the talisman in the general's hand, and the more they looked at it, the more familiar they felt.
Seeing that the two of them were particularly curious, Plitt handed the talisman to Fang Yuan's eyes so that they could see it more clearly, and at the same time he opened his mouth to show off:
"This is my family's ancestral amulet, which was passed down from generation to generation three thousand years ago, when my grandfather's grandfather personally met the goddess of life and asked for it from her."
He looked back at the stairs of the bedroom, and saw that his wife had not yet gone downstairs, so he turned back and continued:
"At that time, we were only at war with the race protected by the gods, and the Federation was also considered a believer in the gods, so she didn't help each other, this one, I plan to pass it on to my son in the future!"
After speaking, he looked back at the stairs again, but still did not see Dinah's figure, and he relieved himself, for fear that his wife would hear him, thinking that he was patriarchal.
Fang Yuan's heart jumped, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head to look at her husband, but saw that Yuan Fang was also looking at her suspiciously, the two eyebrows, and finally confirmed that this talisman was the same style as the talisman that Fang Yuan hid in the personal sachet.
The two of them immediately stood on end, and cold sweat flowed on their heads, and Plitt saw the panicked looks of the two, and asked in surprise:
"What's wrong? Is there a problem with this amulet? ”
"No problem!"
The couple said in unison.
"Is it really okay?"
The general's heart was a little nervous.
"No problem!"
Plitt was skeptical, if there was really no problem, he couldn't understand why the handsome little couple in front of him suddenly showed a panicked expression, and was about to get to the bottom of it, when a huge prayer came from the square.
"Great gods, wake up from chaos and guide us to the right path......"
Fang Yuan looked at the former courtyard through the window of the office, and almost all the survivors were kneeling neatly on the ground, praying to the sky sincerely, obviously understanding the truth of the war that had lasted for thousands of years.
Only a few people stood on the edge of the square and watched the ceremony quietly, with no expression on their faces, neither intention of participation, nor words of sarcasm.
The hearts of the two of them were a little confused, they were almost certain that the two of them were born in this universe, but they didn't know what era they were born in, whether they were ancestors or grandchildren.
Lori is really a good leader who cares about his subordinates, Fang Yuan gritted her teeth, and gratefully greeted the eighteenth generation of the leader's ancestors in her heart, and then described her twice with the most gorgeous words in the universe.
At the first morning meeting at the second gathering place of the planet, everyone shared the monster book sent by Cromwell, which detailed the physical characteristics and habits of various new species, comparable to fantasy comics.
And the top of the list, the object of the army's attention, is the new race with the largest base on this planet, the brain monsters mutated from the human brain, they can survive independently, or they can live on any object, so they are named Dominators.
The most terrible thing about these dominators is not that they are parasitic, but that they can devour each other and replicate and divide each other, almost all cities are occupied by them, they are everywhere.
If it's okay to be parasitic on a building, at least they will stay where they are, but once they are parasitic on a vehicle, they will organize a sweep around, eating all the flesh they can find.
Fortunately, this monster still maintains the habit of acting during the day and resting at night, and there are certain rules to follow, otherwise it will definitely be a disaster for all creatures on the planet.
"Bemberba, you have to work hard, take your men to patrol the vicinity of the road, and make sure that the Dominators don't find this place."
General Pullett began to assign tasks, and as the supreme governor of the gathering place, ensuring the safety of the people was the first priority, and he glanced at his wife's lower abdomen and assigned her the most difficult task.
"Dinah and Maggie will stay in the camp to take care of the day-to-day affairs, and I will take another team and Pamper to patrol in turn, and the safety of the gathering place will be left to Bamperpen!"
What kind of affairs can be handled in the gathering place, the microbial building can naturally decompose garbage and sewage, and the most troublesome job is just sweeping the yard, Fang Yuan cheered up and responded to the task.
"That's right, if you encounter animals while you're on patrol, catch them, we're running out of food!"
Dina immediately exercised her right and gave the order to the patrol, and Plitt asked with a frown:
"Now there are no normal animals out there, do you want to eat those monsters?"
"Aren't monsters also animals, those poachers used to steal and eat animals, which means that now monsters can also eat them!"
Pullett immediately compromised under Madame's crooked reasoning, he really wanted Madame to eat all the little monsters in the backyard first, but after thinking about the consequences, the general still pressed this impulse.
Dina looked at Fang Yuan with bright eyes, expecting her to carry forward the skill of cooking, after living for so long, the general's wife had never eaten anything other than the purple light fruit.
"Okay, I'll try ......"
"Great! Maggie, you didn't know that Ba Bo Ben has a magical technique called cooking......"
The meeting ended with a jubilant discussion among the pregnant women.
"I'm going to patrol today, Ben Boba, see if you can think of a way to solve the water source of the camp, the water in the water pipe is getting smaller and smaller, probably because the water supply plant is also having problems."
After observing the terrain and confirming the presence of groundwater, Yuan Fang happily took on the task that distressed the general, and watched Pulit leave the camp with his soldiers happily.
The survivors in the camp were very obedient to the arrangement, digging pits when they were digging and building houses when they were built, and they were enthusiastic and productive, except for the few who did not participate in the prayers.
"I kind of understand the mechanics of this mutation."
I didn't participate in the discussion of the pregnant women about the future of food, and looking at the free time of the husband, the two got together again.
"Anyone who wears an amulet, or who truly believes in the existence of a god, has not become a ruler."
"But what's going on with those guys?"
Yuan Fang pointed to the person who did not pray or work, but only watched coldly from the side.
"I don't know, but time is there, we can study it well."
"Hmm."
The two looked at each other speechlessly, stood for a long time, and Fang Yuan hesitated to ask:
"Have you ever calculated the probability that we are their children...... How many points? ”
Yuan Fang looked up to the sky and sighed, and was silent for a few breaths before slowly saying:
"According to normal genetics...... I've calculated several times that the probability that we're their children is about 97.85 percent......"