Desert Star, inside the underground nest, Sikong unloaded the legs of the large Grimace Spider with a smooth, knife-like crusade fragment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The barbs were shaved off and the surface polished, leaving only a little more than a meter long, like a short spear.

As for the diesel-type serrated dagger, it is long ago unknown in which battle it was lost.

Sikong swung it, and then threw it, and the spider spear pierced the rock, splashing the sparks, leaving a shallow trail, and bounced aside.

Strength, after all, is still weaker.

Sikong didn't care, and made a simple weapon set out of spider silk and loaded twenty-four spider spears into it. and weaved a simple skirt to cover the belly and grow stronger and stronger.

After that, Sikong walked to the three-dimensional storage box.

"I went to great lengths to get this nutrient solution, not just to survive......"

Sikong showed a rare hint of excitement on his face, opened the three-dimensional storage box, lined up all the nutrient solutions, and knocked them on the ground.

There are 36 bottles of inferior nutrient solution, 4 bottles of medium nutrient solution, and 2 bottles of superior nutrient solution.

Sikong picked up an inferior nutrient solution, uncorked the rotating bottle with a 'jump', and drank the nutrient solution in one gulp.

Then, sit cross-legged on the ground.

As if awakening an organ, the superstring furnace in Sikong's body hummed.

Sikong became a point again, attached to a line that only had front and back.

And countless green micro-strings make up this line with only front and back.

Sikong knows that this is the 'one-dimensional cone', and it is also the world that can be touched by the one-dimensional microstring level.

The one-dimensional micro-string level is the first step in the cultivation system of the Central Empire, the superstring furnace.

The imperial civilization has a glorious history of 90,000 years, and now, it has reached the level of a ninth-level supreme civilization, known as the Central Empire.

And Sikong's homeland, the civilization that began to cultivate immortals from ancient times, before its collapse, was only a fourth-level civilization, and the peak powerhouses that were bred were just the primordial old monsters of the four repairers of the Central Empire.

The Central Empire is undoubtedly a rising star, but this rising star has terrified all worlds, and with the power of one realm alone, it has crossed countless planes and attacked and suppressed countless non-technological civilizations at the same time.

The starry immortal cultivation civilization, magic civilization, and martial arts civilization have all collapsed and sunk into the sand, shattered under the Central Empire's heavy cruisers, and even ......

In the hands of a certain imperial cultivator!

And this superstring furnace cultivation system is the core of the Central Empire, the foundation of the conquest of the other world!

Sikong staggered, moving bit by bit in front of the one-dimensional cone.

I don't know how long it took, and a green string came into view.

Hunger.

Emptiness.

Craving.

The primal impulse came from the depths of Sikong's genes, and the almost fragmented chain of genes, coalesced by the last bit of molecular attraction, jumped for joy.

The flame of life that bloomed from the life of the young spider rushed to the sea, gathered into the superstring furnace, and became the teeth, throat, and esophagus of the commonplace in the one-dimensional cone!

'Whoosh ......'

The green string was swallowed into Sikong's abdomen, and then, a tingling pleasure came to his bones, Sikong had clearly lost his sense of touch, and he was still intoxicated by this feeling at this time, and almost moaned.

In the microscopic body, a microstring appears in the depths of the gene chain full of holes and cracks.

Then, the micro string fell in a corner, like a brick of a skyscraper and a handful of loess on a century-old stone bridge, making this gene chain stronger, and an arch bridge was erected between a small crack, slightly closed.

And with the improvement of this crack in the gene chain, the cells of a tissue on Sikong's arm are also a little more vigorous, and it turns out that it is like a sieve, and the cell membrane can only be passed through by the nutrient solution, but at this time, it is stressful to ingest a trace of nutrient solution.

The dry and weakened cells swell suddenly, and the mitochondria release a large amount of biological energy, and then divide......

It is like a precipice, and the gene chain that Sikong Ben gradually collapsed and dissolved finally stopped in essence.

"Not enough, not enough, I need more!"

Sensing the abnormality of his body, Sikong was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to continue to forage for food.

The superstring furnace burns brightly, and the green microstrings are swallowed up by the void, and then a corner of the gene chain is repaired.

The cells and tissues that have been hungry and thirsty for many years absorb the nutrient solution cleanly, gradually rejuvenate, and then greedily send out a desire to be fed.

Another inferior nutrient solution was swallowed by Sikong in one gulp, and another microstring was swallowed.

The cultivation of the superstring furnace is still going on slowly.

……

I don't know how long it took, Sikong slowly opened his eyes, and a column of turbid gas came out of his mouth, which hit the smoke and dust everywhere.

These turbidities are all accumulated waste products in the empty cells, which are excreted from the body through wavy peristalsis between cells and tissues.

And in the civilization of cultivating immortals, those immortal cultivators who have been in retreat all year round and once they break through the level can overturn their skulls and rot their faces when they spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

And the reason why Sikong didn't continue to practice was because he didn't have enough fire.

Although I don't know what the Central Empire uses as a fire, Sikong's way of cultivation is really tricky.

If it weren't for his insight into the existence of the zero dimension and a frightening glimpse of the flames in the singularity, he would not have been able to refine the fire of life at all.

"Life? It seems that I am destined to kill ......"

Sikong slapped the ground, pulled out a spider spear, and with a spin in the palm of his hand, it shot like an arrow off the string.

Sikong's eyes remained unchanged, his hands moved together, he pulled out two spider spears, walked with his heart, jumping between square inches, sometimes like a dragon diving into the abyss, sometimes like a tiger pounced on food, advancing and retreating to a certain extent, splashing ink without entering.

"Twin spears fly!"

Sikong silently chanted, and the spider spears in both hands were like thunder to collect anger, and he left his hand in an instant, and plunged into the rock.

"Ahem......"

Suddenly, Sikong snorted, his face flushed, and wisps of smoke rose above his bare head.

But Sikong looked at the spider spear that was halfway inserted into the rock, but he got carried away and laughed without pretense.

"What a superstring furnace, I'm just practicing for the first time, and the power of this double spear flying together is far beyond when I cultivated immortals......"

In the end, Sikong remembered the past again and shook his head with a wry smile.

Cultivating immortals? If you don't know the immortal law, what kind of immortal cultivation is it?

He has been cultivating immortals for nine years, and he is still one line away from the second layer of qi refining that can master the first immortal method 'Grass and Wood Technique', and in the ridicule of countless fellow disciples, he has no choice but to learn the martial arts that are spurned by immortal cultivators.

Countless dog days, countless dusks, he was alone polishing his body, figuring out martial arts, rising at night, coarse tea and light rice.

Both parents were dragged down by him, and they couldn't hold their heads up in the sect, if it weren't for his sister's......

Sikong felt a pain in his heart and forcibly broke free from his memories.

Two pill bottles that did not have a drop left fell at Sikong's feet, and thirty-four of the thirty-six inferior nutrient solutions were now left.

Sikong frowned slightly, withdrew the nutrient solution without saying a word, and put the empty bottle in a corner so as not to need it from time to time.

After scanning the underground lair and searching, Sikong returned empty-handed in disappointment.

"All the electronic instruments and parts are damaged, there is no use value, and I can't even assemble the most basic 'genetic self-tester'."

Sikong sighed, Ben still wanted to clearly grasp his current gene chain repair situation, but now it seems that he has to do it.

"However, it should be controlled below 85%......"

Pull out the spider spear, the tip of the spear is still cold, and there is no damage.

Placing the spider spear in the weapon case, Sikong turned around and made a half-human high passage from the crossship fragments that the large ghost-faced spider had piled up at the entrance of the cave, and strode out of the underground lair.

The top priority is to find out the situation of this desolate star as soon as possible, and know yourself and your opponent in order to survive a hundred battles.

'Whew, whew, whew......'

When Fang came out of the nest, a strong wind mixed with sand and gravel hit Sikong's face, which was mixed with a pungent fishy smell.

"There is wind, which proves that the air is circulating, and this desolate star still has an atmosphere, well, there is a slight feeling of suffocation, and the oxygen content is not high. I just don't know how big the temperature difference between day and night is......"

Sikong Zhan looked around, his heart was curious, his backhand on the lair rock, a few vertical jumps, and stood on a high place.

If Du Hengxing is a pudding wrapped in iron sheets, then this desolate star is a cookie coated with black and white jam.

Bounded by the lair at Sikong's feet, there is a white desert on one side and an endless black rock on the other.

Whether it is a desert or a rock, it is full of caves and sinkholes.

Sikong looked up and saw that the sky was gray, as if covered by a layer of tulle.

And outside the tulle, three blurred yellow discs, flickering. This is the moon of this deserted star.

"Trimaran satellite? Strangely, the light source of this desolate star is insufficient, and it is obscured by a thick atmosphere...... What does it mean to be a dazzlingly white desert? ”

Sikong jumped off the lair rock, walked step by step to the white desert, and leaned down to grab a handful of sand.

The quicksand slid down from his fingers, and a faint feeling of warmth came from his fingers, and there seemed to be a light source in the sand, flashing and flickering.

Suddenly, Sikong heard a small sound not far away, and there was a heavy licking sound.

Sikong pulled out a spider spear and slowly lay down, like a hunter hunting, breathing inhibitedly, and walked towards the source of the sound.

In the desert, outside a pit that was only two or three meters long, Sikong squinted his eyes and probed inward slightly.

'Whoosh! ’

A blade large enough to blow out the hair swept over Sikong's head......

Well, if Sikong still has hair.

Sikong rolled over and dodged, grabbed a spider spear from behind and shot it, without looking, and strode back.

He didn't have the luxury of quietly deceiving the vigilance of this unknown creature, after all, the starry sky was vast, and he didn't know how many strange creatures there were.

The heat and magnetic fields emitted by humans expose themselves almost unclothed to these creatures.

"Huh?"

Sikong's right hand clamped the reflected spider spear, and with an arc flick, the trajectory of the spider spear was changed, and his left hand directly grabbed the spider spear.

Then, an erect creature with a white carapace, two heads, and a lateral knife crawled out of the pit.

Cold, bloodthirsty, brutal, crazy, countless bloody auras that were enough to crush ordinary people came out of the body of the erect creature, Sikong cautiously held the spear and retreated, only to see that the erect creature was just staring straight at himself, and he had not completely climbed out of the sand pit for a long time.

"No, this thing seems to be ...... Injured? ”

Sikong faintly saw the white liquid flowing out of the tail of the erect creature, and as the white liquid flowed out, the erect creature visibly weakened.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

If you want to know the information of this desolate star, it is undoubtedly the best choice to start with the natives.

And this unknown creature seems to be powerful, but it is obviously fierce and jealous of itself, so ......

Battleable!

Sikong shot out the spider spear in his hand, untied the weapon sleeve with his backhand, and shot out one spider spear after another like a cannonball.

The erect creature was obviously enraged by Sikong, and the bone knife slashed at the spider spear one after another, and Sikong also took advantage of this kung fu to get close to the erect creature.

"Twin spears fly!"

If the thunder is furious, the spider spear in Sikong's hand leaves his hand, and then Sikong holds the last spider spear in his hand and catches up with the dodging erect creature.

"Roar ......"

The spider spear stabbed into the body of the erect creature, and Sikong rolled unaesthetically unaesthetically to dodge the bone knife of the erect creature.

Sikong looked at the tail of the erect creature still in the pit, and then ......

The complexion has changed dramatically!

With a deep snort, Sikong lifted the half-dead erect creature hanging from the spider spear, like a wild man returning from hunting.

But Sikong didn't have the slightest joy, such as the funeral examination approval, his face was so blue that he seemed to have eaten a fly, and he fled with a girl, wishing that his father and mother would have an extra pair of legs.

"Immortals, this is a white desert with a line of sky, it is clearly dense white eggs!"