The barren wilderness was almost devoid of grass, and a lonely figure walked slowly through it, from sunrise to sunset, from hot to bitterly cold—the temperature difference in the wilderness was enormous. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The owner of the perspective, the Zerg, who has always been unknown, is surprised to lock on to this lonely person, because in its perception, this person is completely non-existent.

With a scarred face, especially the wound on his forehead, it is hard to imagine that he would be alive after receiving such a blow to the head.

The wariness of the human force it to quietly follow the human, until a mutated hungry giant rat pounced on the human from the ambush cave, and it did not know what kind of emotion it struck. The subject is not a human, but the giant rat.

The battle ended in only a moment, the giant rat was quickly disemboweled, and the tragic blood stimulated the rising attack of this zerg**, when it pointed its sharp hook tail at the human who fell under the corpse of the giant worm, it suddenly disappeared**, I can't explain the reason, it is a strange feeling, like seeing my own mother, this human has a faint aura unique to the upper level lurker.

And that's not all.

The lurker hesitated for a moment, then left the sumptuous food behind and hid.

In a moment, the human who fainted due to the attack woke up, and the first thing he woke up from excessive hunger was to devour the corpse of a giant rat with blurred flesh and blood, and the stomach and intestines that had not eaten for a long time were stimulated by the raw blood food for a spasm, but the ** who begged to survive made him not even let go of his vomit, and swallowed it all.

Judging by the human's expression, he knew what had saved him, and although the two were not the same species, the lurker knew it.

The confused human set off again, walking towards a distant place that he didn't know about, and a week passed after that, and whenever another creature wanted to hunt the human, the lurker always appeared in time.

So they met more than once, so much so that another week later, the lurker brought in a dead giant rat and carefully placed it in front of the hungry humans lying on the ground.

Although they met many times, it was the first time that the two creatures had met face to face. As a Zerg born in the wilderness, the Lurker had never seen a living human, and for some confused humans, it was actually the same, his eyes were full of confusion.

The lurker lay quietly on the ground, unblinking at the gluttonous human, and suddenly, the human stopped eating, and finally tore off a large piece of meat and handed it to it.

It hesitated for a moment, its limbs propped up slightly, and then swallowed quickly, the human moved again, he slowly stretched out his hand towards the lurker, as an elite zerg, the filth and evil of the human race were rooted in every lesson it grew up, but it did not choose to attack, but shook its sharp hook tail as if threatening, and quickly disappeared from the human vision.

After many days, it did not help the human again, until the hungry human fell again in the cold ground of the middle of the night in the wilderness, and I don't know what kind of emotion the lurker finally brought food, but the human remained motionless, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost undetectable.

It tried to wake the human, but to no avail, a wave of agitation began to affect its mood, it tore open the skin of the food, letting the blood flow down the human's chapped lips into his mouth, and when the human finally moved, it suddenly became inexplicably agitated as it kept circling around.

Once again, the human slowly reached out to it, this time not avoiding it, as some cold fingers caressed its smooth forehead, it was their first contact.

Humanity's physical condition is deteriorating, and his increasingly weakened state makes him rely on animal blood for energy - the flesh of creatures exposed to nuclear radiation contains natural toxins.

So the lurker goes about searching for prey every day, but the wilderness is barren, and in order to get enough prey, it even has to risk stealing the blood food obtained by its kind.

Finally, the lone lurker provoked an existence it couldn't fight, a squadron of zerg hunting.

The price of the fruit's ineffectiveness is that it dragged its scarred body back in embarrassment, but outside the cave where it inhabited humans, it smelled a strange smell, its kind, its kind!

Almost instantly, it rushed into the cave without thinking, and at the same time alarmed the same lone hunter, who looked at each other in surprise, the lone reaper was just looking for a cave to live in, but accidentally found a delicacy - a dying human. As a tribute to its kind, it made the gesture of sharing the food, but just as it was about to start, it was unexpectedly flung into the wall by its sharp hook tail.

The high-ranking reaper who landed was furious and puzzled, and the roaring insects were sternly questioned, but the lurkers chose to stand firmly in front of the humans, even at the cost of putting on a fighting posture.

"Whoa, whoa!" The Reaper roared, and in the Bug language, it meant traitors and blasphemers.

The battle began immediately, and ended quickly, the lone reaper was no match for the Zerg stalwarts lurker, dragging its embarrassed body, it hissed in warning, and quickly disappeared out of the cave.

Looking at the departing Reaper, the lurker struggled violently, and eventually, it rushed out like lightning - it knew that the departing Reaper would spread the news of the human.

Fighting, scuffle, scuffle, I don't know how many battles I have experienced, the near-collapsed lurker returns to the cave where it lives, covered in wounds.

Then it snuggled silently beside the human - it knew it didn't have long to live.

The human gently touched its wounds, he knew who it was hurting for, thinking of this, its heart was inexplicably a little relieved, it didn't know what to do with this emotion, maybe it was just a curiosity, maybe it was a friendship. But none of this matters, the important thing is that it is not regretted.

For most of its life, it had fantasized about how it would choose to fight when it met a human one day, but reality had a dramatic result. It's a natural duty to fight humans, but why do you have to fight?

It couldn't give itself an answer, because it was tired, so it closed its eyes and never opened them again......

The picture is darkened.

After a long time, in a new picture, a group of menacing Zerg still found their cave, but when they rushed into the cave one after another, they saw a picture that made them all creepy.

The emaciated and pitiful human is burying his head in devouring the dead lurker, perhaps it has been dead for a long time, and the corpse of the lurker slowly exudes a smell of corruption, but the human does not care about swallowing it, even if it is a corrupt organization.

When he looked up, those crazy eyes from hunger made people shudder, except for the terrible **, there was nothing in his eyes that could be called human.

He devoured his companion who saved him with his own mouth, just to satisfy the unbearable survival**, and the foul smell of saliva dripping from his mouth was no match for his ugly behavior.

An impatient Reaper attacked, and when it looked at each other, it saw a hint of imperceptible wetness in the human's scarlet, crazy eyes.

He cried, perhaps just beginning, or had already dried his tears, and no one knew about it, and no one would know.

The Reaper bit the human's shoulder, tearing off a large chunk of flesh in one bite, and the desperate human suddenly let out a hoarse and frantic roar, and he bit the Reaper's shoulder as hard as it had done to him.

A terrible scene happened, and a huge amount of flesh sprouted from the wounds of the human being, and the flesh sprouted around the reaper's huge head without warning, then the neck, upper body, and all over the body!

The Reaper let out a short, desperate howl of pain and turned his breath motionless. All the Zerg stared blankly at the scene in front of them until the Reaper completely disappeared and became part of the human body.

The human who devoured the Reaper was half-kneeling, his hands holding the shattered corpse of the lurker, words could never express the expression on his face at this moment, no words could.

Bang!

He slammed the lurker's hard skull into his own head, as desperate as he could, until thick blood covered his face!

He was mad, but none of the Zerg dared to come near him, for a majestic and terrifying aura was permeating their perceptual world, ever since humans devoured the Reaper.

That's the breath of a natural predator. (To be continued.) )