It's hard to believe that a high-end world like a Type 2 would be afraid of an evolutionary in the low-end world. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He had no weapons, no high technology, no weapons, just a monk robe, and a pair of rag shoes to a high-end alien planet.

But the aliens would be afraid of him. will do whatever it takes to eliminate him, this is simply an incomprehensible phenomenon.

In the Type 2 world, Wanlilu hides in a vast desert, and without water, he drinks blood. When there was no food, he broke his abstinence from eating meat.

He was an out-and-out Buddhist disciple who valued the precepts more important than his life.

But in this world, life has become more important than the precepts.

"Come here, come here."

A soft murmur came from the vast expanse of the desert.

A moment later, a monster with three heads galloped in, the monster was hideous-looking, huge, and covered in rotting sores.

This remarkable feature is an ordinary zombie in this high-end world.

This zombie reminds that it is larger than humans, about three meters tall, and must weigh at least five hundred kilograms.

In the eyes of humans in this Type 2 world, these zombies are just like earthlings look at ants. It's not worth mentioning at all, because they can destroy the entire zombie race at any time if they want to.

But they still stay, because in the hearts of these ancient people, there is no **** existence, as long as it doesn't really provoke them, they are too lazy to do anything.

The zombies crouched in the middle of a flat desert, squatting quietly, not moving. No one knows what's going on here, but up close, the zombie's ass is bleeding.

A withered vine-like hand stretched out from under the sand, and pulled into the **** of the zombie that was almost degenerating, and pulled out the cecum that was about to be closed due to the evolution of generations.

'Whew-'

The zombie let out a low roar of pain.

Underneath the sand, a human face belonging to the earth emerged, and the heartbeat began to return, and the functions of the whole body began to recover. From a dead man who can't even be detected by an extraterrestrial scanning system, to a living person.

Wanlilu's chapped mouth leaned in, eagerly sucking the bodily fluids dripping from under the zombie's buttocks.

Satisfied, frowning, because the taste was unbearable.

Wanlilu regained some strength, and he used his sharp nails to slowly cut the zombie's ****, until the zombie's **** was torn open with a half-meter-long hole.

'Whoosh-'

A meteor crossed here, and the movement was already static five seconds before Wanlilu, and the body did not move, and he did not dare to breathe, and only continued to start his movement when the meteor was completely far away.

It's not a meteor, it's a flying machine that's only for this planet.

Among the flying machines, there was a man about the size of a human, but with a wrinkled face and fingers as long as squid tentacles.

These are the natives of the Type 2 world, who they are, but they can also be any of them.

As he passed through the desert, he looked down with his blank eyes and saw zombies squatting on the desert, but he didn't attract any of his attention. A pair of eyes that do not fluctuate, just like decorations.

Just dodged it......

'Woo'

The small sound rang out, and a moment later, a large pile of intestines fell on the desert. The stomach of this zombie has been completely emptied.

Wanli Lu moved slowly, slowly burrowing his head into the **** where the zombie was torn apart, and then slowly, the whole person got into the stomach of the zombie.

With his feet in as well, Wanlilu curled up and bent his knees like a baby.

He couldn't see the world outside, but he whispered, "Take me out of here." ”

The zombie whose stomach was hollowed out immediately and quickly left, leaving only a large push of colorful body fluids and a large number of intestines on the ground.

He parasitized.

No one could find him.

No one would have thought that he was parasitic on the stomach of one of the thousands of zombies in this world.

The technology of this type 2 world is very advanced, and they have an instrument that scans lifeforms, and at that time they outlined the characteristics of thousands of miles and scanned the entire planet.

But I didn't find any.

Because he can control everything about himself, he can make his heartbeat disappear, let all the characteristics of life disappear, he hides in the vast desert, burying himself under the yellow sand.

No matter who it is, he can't be found.

At this time, he was parasitic in the stomach of the zombie again, and it was already even more difficult to find him.

And just when the entire planet was chasing Wanlilu, the people of the Type 2 world also issued a directive.

Study the Earth.

They found out that the road came from the beam of light leading to the earth, and they found a low-level planet that they had never heard of at all. That's when I started noticing the planet, and that's when I started to study it.

It's like ****** people don't notice a mountain village in hundreds of thousands of townships in thousands of counties and tens of thousands of towns across the country.

No one will notice.

Unless, there is a vicious murderer in that village, unless there is a big man in that village, unless there is a person in that village who is wanted by the "whole country".

It would be for anyone to notice such a small place.

The only remaining poor people on Earth did not know that there was already a cosmic-level super-high-end civilization that noticed such a small corner of the Milky Way.

Still making final preparations for the destruction of the earth.

"The signal transmission experiment of the No. 1 bomb has been completed."

"The signal launch experiment of the No. 2 bomb is complete, and everything is normal."

“……”

"The test of bomb 23 has been completed......"

“……”

Listening to the continuous reports of the people below, Xun Meng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he hurried up during this time, and finally finished debugging the last tool to destroy the earth.

Although the number of people on the earth is small now, all those who remain are elites, at least ...... Good luck.

With the participation of the whole people, the power cannot be underestimated. Not to mention, all of these people are evolutionaries with various abilities.

Shunmeng compared the coordinates on the map, according to the number of the nuclear bomb, and began to carry out a large-scale space-time transfer.

Transportation was too cumbersome, and only someone with space abilities like her could do that.

Load all the nuclear bombs into each space, and then tear the space to the coordinate place, and then put the nuclear bombs there.

After doing this high-intensity work, it is already a day later.

And just after placing the last nuclear bomb in the designated place, Shunmeng suddenly looked in a trance, and a feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart.

An inexplicable surprise in my heart.

I...... I'm going to evolve?

Shunmeng murmured, and before falling unconscious in the dark space, the last thought was ecstasy: This is my way?

That's her path. (To be continued.) )