Mankind?

Roger suppressed the chill and vigorously observed the mutated tadpoles, but could not find any similarities between them and humans.

The huge head, the swaying tail, and the pitted skin from the high-speed biting and recovery look like sperm has become sperm.

While a few of them did have limbs and barely humanoid, they still didn't have much to do with it.

Roger asked, "They...... What is it? ”

Like a child who has dissected a feral cat and is eager to show off, Adonsa smiles and stretches his palms into tentacles attached to the carpet of flesh before retracting them.

The place of contact was like a seed planted, breaking through the ground and creating a strange culture sac.

Attached to the thick branches were large translucent culture sacs that looked like spherical fish tanks, in which orange nutrient solution swayed, and a naked body was curled up and floated in them, as peaceful as if in a mother's womb.

The pupil in the center of Roger's red eyes shrank.

It was a "human" body, but unlike the native humans I had seen before, although this creature also had limbs, torso and head, the joints were slightly protruding, and the skin was also a kind of scaly bone plate, and the skull had become a triangular head like a praying mantis, a pair of eyes as large as light bulbs occupied more than half of the face, and the chewing and sucking mouthparts were slightly wriggling, as if chewing something.

Roger was surprised: "Human? No, he, what the hell is it? The humans we've seen before are all dressed up in them? ”

Adonsa snorted and said, "What, forgot our previous discussion?" ”

Roger unconsciously paced two steps and said, "What about the definition of human beings? I remember, but it is impossible for different creatures to develop the same civilization, and judging from the steps, doors, and various living facilities of this city, their civilization is still the model of human beings. How is this possible? ”

It is naturally impossible for different creatures to have the same aesthetics and culture, for example, if cockroaches evolve into humans, will they still take human beauties seriously?

Their standard of beauty is only supple antennae, shiny black carapace, and strong and powerful arthropods.

The fat and meat quality that humans are proud of will only become the standard by which food is evaluated.

This racial difference can manifest itself in all aspects of life and is too large to ignore.

However, these aliens live strictly according to the human way, and even do not hesitate to wronged themselves and forcibly cooperate with those human facilities that are obviously not in the right specifications.

This is obviously a big problem.

Adonsa laughed: "How is it impossible? Do you care about the role you play when you're playing a game? They are the humans of this planet, the only intelligent species on this planet. They are inherently flawed, and their nervous systems are so rudimentary that they are incapable of complex thinking, let alone civilization. But a strange spiritual power connects their nerve centers, which is equivalent to giving them a second brain, with which they can think, live and develop, and become the planet's 'humans'. ”

Roger pondered, "Connected spiritual power? Yes, only a powerful psychic can trick us all into the past, playing with a race in the palm of your hand. As far as I know, the Psychic Warlock is a powerful class that counts in the multiverse. Born a psychic sorcerer, the Mind Flayer has built a vast kingdom that rules time and space. If it was really a psychic warlock who dominated all this, then it definitely had a level of six or higher. The question is, what is it doing this for? ”

"It's playing a game of tricks with the body of this group of bugs," Adonsa said. ”

"A race simulation game?"

Roger repeated, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then the answer can only be civilization devouring!" Did you know this? In the observer theory, which is embraced by psychic magicians, individual spirits can converge into a group of civilizations, and 'civilization' can be used as a resource! ”

Of course, Adonsa knew about civilization devouring, because it had almost succeeded in devouring a civilization.

The history of a civilization represents the entire collection of social behaviors and natural behaviors of one or more races from ignorance to humanistic awakening to the conquest of nature, precipitating immeasurable cultural changes and sparks of thinking.

According to the scale of the civilization, a first-level civilization that has just begun to look forward to the sea of stars, such an existence that spans geography and time, if it can be transformed into the interference variable required by the telemagician, then it is possible to directly promote to the sixth or even seventh energy level.

Roger quickly wondered again: "No, Civilization Devouring is a very, very advanced method, and at least a seventh-level Psychic Warlock can barely use this method to replenish his strength. It's like playing flying chess with a quantum computer...... The life of this group of 'humans' can only be said to be slightly better than that of primitive people, and even the commoners of the Middle Ages are inferior, so what is the use of such a low-level civilization devouring it? ”

Adonsa chuckled, "Who said this was its game?" It just didn't know where to inherit a broken server, forcibly read the save, and waited for a happy ending. ”

Finale? Still perfect?

Roger was guilty of not being able to understand what Adonsa was saying, and he only knew a little about the psychic warlock after all, and the rumors he knew might be abundant, but there were some things that only Adonsa could understand if he had actually performed the act of devouring civilization.

While the two were talking, the body of the insect man in the culture sac didn't know what stimulation it was under, and it suddenly convulsed violently, and layers of bony plate-like skin cracked and peeled off, turning into a cloud of flocculent matter in the nutrient solution.

Then the insect man slowly melted, and a layer of empty skin floated, countless tiny tadpole-like creatures continued to rush and bite in the skin, and a small part escaped from the hole in the skin.

The tadpoles devoured each other, and the small space in the skin sac allowed the battle between them to come to a quick conclusion, and three or four basketball-sized tadpoles tore through the entire skin, quickly devouring the fish that had slipped through the net.

Although these fish that slipped through the net and escaped from the battlefield in advance were temporarily safe, they lost the possibility of competition forever, and in front of those powerful people who had experienced countless Shura fields, they were just fish and meat that had no power to resist.

The remaining tadpoles quickly fought each other and devoured each other, becoming the most powerful individual again, violently ramming into the paper-thin walls of the culture capsule.

Adonsa said with some appreciation: "Look, what an interesting creature." From the moment they are born, they can only fight and evolve. Their vigorous metabolism gives them an unrivaled rate of movement and evolution, but it also makes their lifespan extremely short. Only by constantly devouring and evolving can they continue their insignificant lives. ”

Roger frowned and asked, "You still haven't made it clear, what are these tadpoles?" ”

Adonsa spread his hands and said, "It's just a herd of well-tuned domestic animals." You may not believe it, but I just activated a switch in their genes, and they became this cute look. ”

As he spoke, Adonsa reached out and directly punctured the cultivation sac, and his five fingers turned into strong iron claws and firmly grasped the huge tadpole that could not slip through his hands.

The tadpole, which had become the size of a wheel, struggled far more vigorously than a large fish of the same size, fiercely opened its sharp fangs, and reflexively bit Adonsa's arm, and four or five rows of fine fangs suddenly shattered and lost its ability to chew.

The tadpole was unaware of it, and struggled as it struggling.

Adonsa sneered: "Stupid enough not to even surrender? ”

With a flick of the hand, the tadpole was thrown into the air above the huge pool of blood, and a huge shadow crashed through the slightly calm lake, swallowing the tadpole completely with a large gulp, and then falling back into the lake.

The evolution of devouring in the entire lake has entered the final stage, and a large amount of nutrients and evolutionary resources have been enriched on a few individuals, and several tadpoles as large as fishing boats are constantly watching and waiting under the surface of the water, waiting for an opportunity to attack and kill the enemy.

Having evolved to this point, with their meager intelligence, they can feel that this opportunity is not easy to come by, and they will no longer fight desperately as before.

But time waits for no one, and the existence of writing genes for them requires the perfect individual who is born at the end, and no matter how much these half-finished products struggle, they cannot escape this devouring instinct that originates from the depths of their genes.