No one cares about the starting point of thinking, and a thought will be launched at will, and sometimes it even seems to be an emotion that begins without warning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info For example, how many times will I still feel the emotion after the emotion, for the escape a long time ago, Captain Crown mentioned it again. He smiled and said to his assistant that sometimes a person's mistake is actually very simple, which is inadvertent, and if you think about it carefully, because at the beginning, your genetic particle structure information is specific, so your life's destiny is to avoid being hunted down. Luckily, I was at least a captain for a while. Endals agrees with this statement, for example, that the structure of his particles dictates that he can only do low-level auxiliary work. As for whether he is smart or not, it has nothing to do with whether he can become a captain or not. Nabra's evolution is incomprehensible only in this way, and even after being highly developed, he still emphasizes the structural type of genetic particles, and uses this to set many people's careers. Endals was thoughtful and quiet. The captain went on to say, "Even if there was a natural difference between the two of us at the beginning, is there any difference between the two of us now?" The captain looked up at the tall space of the black hole above, and it seemed that it was a little deep enough to reach the level of the universe. The assistant responded, but not positively, just raised the mutilated arm to remind the captain that the result of the intervention was about to appear.

It's not the first time I've intervened, so I'm much quieter. And this time there is no confidence in the future, it is completely a last resort to fight against the arrival of hunters. The reverence for life in the heart can only become reverence for one's own life in concrete life, not for other people. Despite this, he looked at the almost monstrous thing that appeared in the laboratory, and actually said the words of apology, far less firmly and calmly than the assistant. The assistant's mutilation was by no means physical, and the thought popped into Korors' mind. The assistant believes that people observe things that they have never seen before, and by their own standards, of course, what comes to mind can only be a concept, a monster. Just like when I came to Earls, if I saw a creature that had evolved to a certain extent, would I think that all varieties were monsters? The captain didn't dare to say that the assistant's words didn't make sense, but Earls had never seen such a creature so far. The upper part of the body is no different from the two interferers, while the lower body still retains the basic characteristics of the mother and father that swing flexibly. Endals looked at the specific records of the interference process, and shook his head and said that the interference setting program did not work for information about some genetic structures. In other words, the genetic information that these organisms have evolved to form is stubborn. While the first hatchling was still screaming at the eardrums, the second was pulled out of the mother by the machine. The mucus-stained larvae are the same as the first one, but the color is frighteningly white. This appearance made Crown lose his voice and call out a name: Odans. That's right, it's no different from Odans, it's just smaller. The captain asked his assistant, do you remember the time when he disappeared inexplicably after coming to Earls? That time, under a certain area of Vantle, a huge white creature was seen, and the tiny creatures surrounding the huge creature found the genetic information of Odans. This is a mutation of the genetic particle structure information from recessive to dominant, and the assistant came to this conclusion.

Even with varying degrees of interference with the mother, there is not much difference in the larvae that appear. The assistant extracted 100 molecules of the larvae for monitoring, and found that the genetic particle structure information of Odans was stubbornly appeared on each larvae again. What a joke, Odans mutated and walked away without a trace, but somehow left a stubborn message and reappeared in a moment without warning. This gave the captain the feeling that someone was staring at him from behind, and he couldn't help but look behind him. Endals may have guessed the captain's thoughts, saying that it was safe. The problem is that the object we have chosen to interfere with is itself from the area where Odans exists. The captain thinks that this is not the place where he first encountered what might be Odanth, and the assistant reminds him that Vandre on the planet Earls is a family and is closely linked. Or they should be called Wantel themselves. The captain nodded in appreciation of his assistant's words, and then walked towards his lounge. The assistant would then give him a detailed monitoring report, and it would not be too late to take a closer look, and he would have to take a break. I don't know why, but since I woke up, my body is very tired easily. Perhaps it was the arrival of the hunter that made the nerves of the day highly tense, or the old age was once again resolute and uninvited. He couldn't remember how many years he had been here, many things seemed to have happened yesterday, and each time the memories were like real-time transmissions on the light display.

When Endals' report was completed, his forehead began to redden. Ever since the body is crippled, I have contracted such a problem, and when I am nervous or excited, the blood that cannot go through begins to accumulate in the head. It became the hottest place in the whole body, and the color of the blood changed as the time spent in Earls was incalculable. Something to do with the composition of the air above Earls, some warm liquid came out of his flat nose and touched Endals' skin. The dry skin was easy to feel, and when he touched it with his hand, blood was coming out of his nose. Through the shadowless lighting equipment overhead, I could see that the color of the blood had become lighter. It's strange that there is no damage to the nose area today, how can this be? He continued to look at the report that was about to appear, and the nervousness continued. The individual traits of this intervention are actually very unstable, and the predicted stability of the report is only in the single digits, which means that the life process of this generation may be mixed with sudden genetic particle disorders without the need for a second generation. The next line of the report states that if there is a disorder, the consequences are uncontrollable. Endals looked at the screaming hatchlings in front of him, crawling all over the floor on the lab bench, and he needed to report to the captain.

It doesn't take much time to get through the straight corridors, and it's not as good as the original ship. The spaceship is designed and built by a professional manufacturer, and it is extremely complex to consider many basic elements of the design. This base is actually the work of Endals after gathering a lot of miscellaneous knowledge that he has learned, such as this corridor, which is not complicated at all. But why did it take so much time to walk on my own today? Endals looked at the shoulder-high ribbon display on one side of the hallway. Some of the numbers on it are very unstable, like a frightened child who will find a place to hide at any time. He didn't think much about it, but he told the captain as soon as he could, and as he stepped forward, the captain appeared. Not far from him, came to him. The captain seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear it. The captain began to gesticulate, but what was he trying to say to himself? Nervous and anxious, Endals' mind was a little dizzy, and the image in front of him began to blur, and then he realized that he was slowly leaning against the ribbon monitor and collapsed, and the captain was still gesturing something.

After a long time, the captain, who could not calm down and rest, still gave up the ineffective rest, stood up and went to the assistant, even if it was okay to talk to him, it was much better than lying there and not being able to calm down. Did the intervention not go well this time, and why did the report come out for a long time? The captain hesitated and walked towards the laboratory, and after walking a few steps, he realized that something was wrong, and every part of his body felt sore when he walked, was it tired? Or is aging suddenly speeding up? He rubbed his leg a few times and continued walking, and just as he was about to reach the lab, he found his assistant lying on the floor with his eyes still open. Korors' first reaction was for an attacker to enter the base, and he didn't think twice before he smashed the emergency system on the wall. The system opened, and the attack equipment designed and mass-produced by the assistant was taken out. With the attack equipment in hand, the captain slowly approached the assistant. The assistant was no longer able to speak, and his mouth was open and closed. The captain felt that he had taken the report magnetic plate from the assistant's hand, reached out and helped the assistant back to the resting place. After shutting the door with his backhand, Korors found that there was no equipment to check or treat the assistants, and it was not his choice to venture out, and the only thing he could do was to observe the rest of the base through the surveillance system to find out who had arrived.

There was nothing unusual in the jungle, and Mormones doubted his judgment. Unable to hunt down Korors for the time being, and not even knowing when he would be able to earn his employer's hefty bounty, he knew that it was useless to rush, so he had to be patient and develop his power on this planet first. He joked that he wanted to be a commander in a remote corner of the Nabra galaxy that no one knew about, but what was the point of that, the reverence that no one knew was tasteless. But why can't I be quiet and rest? He stepped out of the new base and looked at the ship that was holding down a large dense forest on the other side. At night, when the light level is noticeably low, the ship looks so blurry. After looking at it carefully for a while, he decided that it might be better to lie down and read a book. When he turned around, thin ribbons of light appeared in the distant sky, which became brighter and brighter at the moment. Mormones turned around to take a look, and couldn't tell what it was for a while, he didn't hesitate, quickly arrived near the spaceship, and after thinking about it, he still asked Paris to gather some of the community members and board the spaceship. Whatever it was, he had to check it out. He wanted someone to know about his discovery and his future fortune, but he definitely didn't want anyone to take it away before he succeeded. If it's a peer who comes to grab his prey, then what he needs to do is an uncompromising fight. There is no law in this profession, in fact, it is nothing more than arbitration. But what is the coercive power of damn arbitration? Hunters are not simple, they themselves are a peripheral group of the law. With this in mind, Mormos did not stop with his two hands, and directly raised the defense level of the spaceship to the first level. It was not the time to cherish the energy, so he ruthlessly turned on all the stealth systems, ready to face this looter.

The ship arrived near the light belt and saw another scene. Almost as soon as he saw clearly, Mormos's hands and feet became busy again, and he quickly turned on the thrust reverser, and the ship began to retreat the moment it flew forward before it could completely stop. The force of the huge engine tore the ship in half. Mormos knew that the test the ship was going through was extraordinary, but it was also extremely risky. But that's what adventure has to do. Those who come are not good, and any hunter will have to retreat. The ship finally lived up to the hunter's trust, and quickly retreated, far away from the light belt. Watching from afar, Mormons sent out a flying machine that could be seen up close, and he needed to know the number and size of these uninvited guests. The message sent back caused Mormos to gasp, and the dense crowd of visitors, some of whom had burrowed into the planet's atmosphere, screamed and burned down. But these can only be smiling visitors, big ones, who have broken through the defenses of the atmosphere, with flaming tails, often dragging like a bullet to the ground of the planet. Presumably, the galaxy near this planet has undergone a very unusual fission or terminal decay, and these visitors are the results and residues of fission or decay. There was no destination for their flight, if there was, it was the place of their destruction. The observation did not last long, as the vehicle under Mormons's command did not have such a high speed, and more importantly, the communication between the ship and the craft was disturbed and became intermittent. Eventually, it was finally disconnected, and not only did the spacecraft begin to fail to retrieve the aircraft, but the internal communication system also began to make irregular noises. It didn't take long for it to turn into a long horn knocking sound, which completely affected the ship's intelligent system, and the ship gave its owner a retreat advice, Mor Holmes did not refuse, and after the ship turned around, the engine was fully turned on and flew away towards the place where it came.

Unlucky, Mormones thought the attack would end soon, only to be chased after the uninvited guests. How big should the fission galaxy be, it continues to fall so many shattered stars, so that he can no longer complete his work with peace of mind, as the god in the minds of the community individuals, Mormons has to find a way to save the group, and he began to laugh at himself for starting to become Bobomu, that is, to open children. He thinks that he is much kinder than the god of the universe, at least he can show up and have compassion. The biggest effect of the uninvited guest was the disruption of many of the delicate intelligent system components, and some parts of the ship began to come into contact with each other. The only consolation is that in the sea where the prey exists, the uninvited guests who fall are very objective. Maybe one day the prey will be forced out of the ocean, and it will be easy to capture Colors. However, there was a pity that he did not need to visit Korors' base in the ocean. Thinking of this, Mor Holmes touched his chin and said to himself, Master Corolls, we don't know each other, and there is no need to know each other. Catching prey is my career, or my profession. And it is your destiny that you are captured. Even if I don't capture you, someone will come here at another time to find you and take you to Nabra. Let's not think too much about each other, this encounter is actually and simple.

Of course, Flowers couldn't hear the hunter talking, he couldn't figure out what was going on. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that there was nothing unusual in the base, and if there was one, it was the hatchlings who were still calling with their heads covered. He left his assistant in the room, still alert with the attack device in his hand, and came to the general control. Coming here always makes him feel safer, the base is a little shaky, is it a plate movement?