"Master, did the second phase go well?"

When Picole and Hicks ended their brief discussion in the distant starry sky, in the "Angular Galaxy" in the triangle of the "Morning Star Federation", in the huge "Boat of Life", Nemo's fat tentacles rolled up a fruit and asked at the same time.

Rarely relaxed, Samon nodded silently as he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.

As for Nemo, Samon actually gets tired of it sometimes.

Aside from being smart, Nemo is almost good for nothing.

It can't control its mouth, it can't control its appetite, and it should be flexible and agile, but now it's almost a lump of meat.

If Samon hadn't sworn in the name of his ancestors when he went into hibernation, if anyone could wake him up on the premise of safety, he would have fulfilled the requirements of the other party, otherwise he would have roasted Nemo slices and eaten them in his temper.

"It's basically going well, and if there are no accidents, the third phase can be carried out in about half a month."

Sitting up from his chair, Samon rubbed his brows and shook his hand to reject the fruit from Nemo's tentacles, but instead took a sip of water.

"Changing the genes of all life forms in the entire Morning Star Federation to promote the evolution of all life is the first step in our plan."

"The second step is to promote the secondary evolution of organisms that have not been eliminated through further improved genetic catalysts, and give birth to more and stronger superlifeforms."

"The third step is to gather these super lifeforms and screen out the target ones we are looking for."

"It's just, master, what's the use of us sifting through these targets?"

"Control them by means of genetic control? And then let them go to fight the Zerg? ”

"It's not realistic, there are so many insects, and no matter how many targets can be hit, they will eventually be overwhelmed and torn apart by the insect tide."

Swallowing the sweet and delicious fruit, Nemo licked the juice from his tentacles and asked as he looked at Samon in confusion.

"Did I say I was going to rely on them to defeat the Worms?"

Samon asked, putting down the glass and squinting at Nemo.

"The target is not used to fight the Zerg?"

"Ahh So what are they for? ”

"Master, what is the ultimate purpose of your plan?"

Nemo was dumbfounded.

"If I tell you, then from now on, you can't take a step away from me, you can't disappear from my sight."

"Would you still like to hear it?"

Samon said lightly.

"Haven't I always been by your side?"

"Besides, no one will betray the master if I betray him, everything I have is given by you, the master."

Nemo grinned and said with an ugly grin.

"The Alien Worm Race has developed to this day, and if we still maintain our previous attitude and opinions, then defeating the Zerg is a joke."

"So, it's time for us to make some changes."

"Change our perspective, change our perception, even change ourselves, maybe we will have some opportunities."

Looking away from Nemo, Samon looked at the large floor-to-ceiling window on the left.

Outside the window, there is a planet where tens of millions of "Sarnagars" live.

Transforming a living planet into an environment suitable for them could not be easier.

It's just that, looking at this beautiful planet, the scene of his own people living leisurely or working it flashed in his mind, but there was no smile on Samon's face.

Yes, just apathy.

"Master, what do you mean by change?"

Nemo felt that he was about to grasp the key point, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Fundamentally changed."

"Don't ask, you'll see it then."

Suddenly impatient, Samon reprimanded.

When he lost his temper, Nemoden became honest.

After watching the planet through the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Nemo became bored.

Struggling to move its fat body, it said to Samon and left.

Samon didn't look back, but when his fingers moved slightly, outside his office door, one of the two "golden guards" guarding quietly went invisible, and then followed Nemo from a distance.

He didn't know that he had been watched, and of course, even if he knew, Nemo didn't care.

It has not betrayed Samun, nor has it betrayed the "Sarnagars", as Nemo dares to pat on his chest.

At most, it's just doing something that is clearly consciously tilted within reason.

Leaving Samon's office, Nemo made his way to the teleportation track.

Ten tracks are crisscrossed in parallel with more than tens of thousands of railcars in operation.

They carry millions of "Sarnagar" people, shuttling between the different genetic chambers and research rooms of the "Boat of Life".

Arriving at the stop, Nemo selects the target area on the giant light screen, and soon a rail car stops in front of it.

It was shift time, and the huge carriage was full of people.

Seeing Nemo enter, the few people closest to the door stood up and gave up their seats.

Not polite to them, as usual, Nemo, who had maintained a high posture in front of the others, sat down with a grin.

Not only that, looking at the meat roll in the hand of a "Sarnaga" person next to him, Nemo unceremoniously stretched out his tentacle and rolled it over, and then chewed it.

As for Nemo, who was often around the "leader", everyone just looked at it with a kind smile, including the one who was snatched by it, but took another meat roll out of his bag and handed it over.

After eating the two meat rolls happily, Nemo also reached his destination.

After getting off the rail car, it came to a "running station".

At all times, a large number of aircraft take off and land at this "operation station".

Those who come back from the planet, rush to the planet.

There are a total of six busy "operation stations" like this on the "Boat of Life".

Naturally, there was no need to buy a ticket, and with a team that was probably going on vacation on the planet, Nemo boarded a transport plane.

Leaving the "Boat of Life", it took only a short time for the transport plane to land on a huge tarmac on the surface of the planet.

Leaving the transport plane, Nemo boarded an unmanned hovercraft.

After it enters its destination, the hovercar starts and merges into the rolling traffic.

"Roar!"

A loud beast roar woke up Nemo, whose thoughts were a little anchored.

Looking out the window at the behemoth that walked outside the base, Nemo smiled with disdain that perhaps no one could see.

This behemoth is almost useless except for the large amount of garbage that the base produces every day.

Nemo believes that even an insignificant "jumping worm" can brutally torture this seemingly huge and terrifying "garbage beast".