Soladin is not necessarily smart, but he is wise, which is a common trait of all those who climb to a certain position.

Su naturally didn't know, and he wasn't interested in knowing these behind-the-scenes things, and all his attention was now on the big gold rush he had just stepped into.

The Great Gold Rush is just a general term for a vast area of thousands of square kilometers, and it is not much different from the wilderness. The land is covered with a thick layer of snow, and sparse woods are scattered across the land. Most of the trees have been dead for years, but a few are still alive, and they are easily recognizable, with twisted and sharp branches that are completely different from normal trees, and a few are able to move autonomously. The dark green body also distinguishes them from ordinary trees.

The sky was overcast, and the clouds were so thick that they seemed to collapse at any moment. The wind was howling, not very strong, but very cold. The sensation on the skin told me that the temperature around me was already below minus forty degrees. It's a land that isn't friendly to life, but it has a density of life that no other region has. As far as the eye can see, there are one or two slowly wriggling black spots scattered across the snowfield every few kilometers. In the woods and other places where you can take a little shelter from the wind, you can also see several shacks that are extremely simple. In Su's blue left eye, which had strengthened his vision, those black spots in the distance turned into clear figures. They are wrapped in thick strips of cloth or other fibers that can keep them warm, and many of them are strangely shaped, very different from normal people, as if they were born with a deformity. The wind was cold, but there was no snow, and the men were turning the snow and digging with rudimentary tools, and occasionally finding something would put it in the pockets they carried.

From the moment she stepped into the Great Gold Rush Field, Sue felt a slight tingling sensation on her skin, which was a warning from her skin to strong radiation. This kind of radiation is no longer suitable for ordinary people, but as far as we can see, there are at least a few thousand people wandering and digging in the Great Gold Rush Field, not afraid of the cold and ignoring the radiation that kills people.

It seems that no matter what era it is, when there is a crisis of survival, food and survival are things that human beings cannot refuse**.

On the edge of the Great Gold Rush Field, there are more than a dozen supply depots. They are all subordinate to Taldeck and provide a minimum of protection for the displaced people operating in the Great Gold Rush Fields. Of course, everything has to be exchanged for nuclear supplies.

As we went deeper into the Great Gold Rush Field, an inexplicable feeling of fear crept in, as if a pair of invisible eyes were looking down at the earth in the sky. The invisible tension unconsciously tightens everyone's heart. The people who squirmed on the gold rush became more stiff and breathed heavily.

Sue, Medirri, and Sylvanas lined up and headed deeper into the Great Gold Rush. It was still Soda at the top, with the girl behind, and Sylvanas in the middle of the line. Su gradually picked up speed, and the team moved at a constant speed of twenty kilometers per hour. In three hours, they will be in the heart of the Great Gold Rush. Even the craziest scavengers rarely make it to the core. Although there were plenty of supplies, the distance from the supply station was too far for the scavengers to walk in and get out alive.

As Su passed by, many scavengers would look up at them and go about their business, while many didn't even raise their heads.

When he saw the face of a scavenger who was almost crowded with pink mutant tissue and couldn't even see his facial features, Sylvanas's heart twitched a few times.

Su, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, seemed to sense something, and then made a gesture for them to follow, and he suddenly accelerated and ran into the distance.

At the edge of the other end of the Great Gold Rush Field, a protrusion suddenly appeared on the smooth snow and moved rapidly, leaving a long trail on the snowfield. The protrusion is not large, but the speed of movement is extremely amazing, and it has extended more than ten kilometers in the blink of an eye. It stopped suddenly, the top of the snowdrift cracked, and a small head poked out of the snow, and its long nose sniffed hard in the air before the whole head sticks out of the snow. Unlike any known creature, it has eight eyes on each side of its head, arranged in a curvilinear pattern, and the eight pairs of eyes vary in color and shape. It opened six pairs of eyes at the same time and looked around. When the six pairs of eyes opened at the same time, a dim but brilliant halo appeared around the head. The size of the small life is not large, similar to that of a small fox, and its body is mainly pale silver-gray, mixed with gray color stripes. On closer inspection, the surface of its body is a thick, tough crust, some parts of which are covered with hard, translucent scales to enhance the protection of important areas. Beneath the transparent scales, the luster of its body slowly flows, almost blending in with its surroundings.

It straightened up, all eyes staring ahead, and the two pairs of eyes that had been closed opened one pair. A total of seven pairs of eyes with different lusters formed a strange pattern, and a translucent seven-colored light mask immediately buckled on its body. Less than a hundred meters ahead, the snow eerily vanished, revealing a dark earth. The soil was moist and steaming. If you look down from the sky, you can see several oval-shaped hollows suddenly appearing in the flat snowfield, and they are still expanding.

Blazing water vapor is constantly emerging from the soil, melting the snow and ice at the edges, making the bare surface area even larger. In several places, the soil on the bare ground began to churn, as if something was about to arch out from under the ground.

The little thing standing tall in the snow let out a low roar, threatening the enemy who had not yet shown its face. It suddenly opened its mouth, and a huge mouth of astonishing size appeared on its tiny head, which looked like its entire head had been split in half! There are two rows of sharp teeth in the mouth, which are sharp but a little messy. The sharp teeth are curved and pointed inward, making it difficult for prey to escape once bitten. Just one mouth can tell how aggressive it is.

A bulge protruded from the steaming ground, and several black octopus tentacles-like things protruded from the earth, holding a large dark gray cocoon on them. The gray cocoon cracked, and a hound-like creature rolled out of it. Its fur was wet and dripping with mucus downward. Its lower body is the same as that of a wolfdog, with four strong, powerful claws, but its upper body is straight and erect like an insect, with an exoskeleton and two short forelimbs that end in a praying mantis-like serrated blade. It's a very strange creature, very unnatural, like two different creatures being forcibly put together. Its muscles are excessively strong, but its fur is broken in large chunks, revealing brightly colored flesh in some places and covering it with hard scales in others. It bears the head of a wolfdog, has a thick and powerful snout, and its main means of killing is supposed to be on a pair of blades on its forelimbs.

As soon as it came out of the cocoon, it still looked a little clumsy, and it shook a few times before it stood firm. Pale yellow mucus not only flowed from the hair, but also from the wounds, from the wolf's kiss, and even from the ears and eyes. The cold wind kept blowing steam and blowing on it, but it couldn't dry up the slime or freeze it. Drops of slime fall and smoke snort when it touches the ground, which is no less corrosive than strong acids.

As soon as it stood firm, it stared at the small creature on the snow opposite, a low whine in its throat, and the four claws supporting its body kept scratching the ground, but it did not immediately pounce. The little thing crouching in the snow was less than a third of its size, but it instinctively felt a great threat, and it was a little reluctant to rush forward. Its limited intelligence could not tell why it was afraid of such a small thing, but the remnants of its biological instincts kept it in place.

The bare soil was still churning, and six or seven dirt bags continued to bulge, and several large cocoons peeked out of the dirt bags. Oily yellow mucus seeps out of the soil, and the ground becomes as peaceful as a swamp.

Although a companion would soon appear, the mutant wolfhound that appeared first did not rush forward, but only roared demonstratively, and from the interlaced teeth flowed not only yellow mucus, but also thick dark red plasma.

Looking at the eight pieces of bare land and the dozens of giant cocoons that kept popping up, the little thing that maintained an offensive posture in the snow was also a little puzzled.

The strange creature on the other side has an irresistible ** in its eyes, not only a rare delicacy, but also every component, every cell, and every gene on its body has immeasurable value. In the instinctive sequence of small things, the importance of plundering multiple component genes is second only to survival. Even in front of certain genes that are so important to evolution, it is worth risking your life. The alien assembled by the wolfdog and the insect in front of you is a mobile treasure trove carrying a variety of important genes. It is also the main reason that attracts it here.

What puzzled it was that it didn't eat much, and that it only needed a little blood to obtain genes, plus some important tissues at most. Anyway, the creature in front of him was enough to feed itself for a whole day. But how could his own arrival provoke such a big reaction, it seems that the entire population of the other party has been dispatched! It suddenly became interested in the mother of this strange species, hidden deep beneath the frozen ground. So it secretly remembered the place. Its brain is small, but it has intelligence that is not commensurate with its size. It summoned a map from its memory, marking its current location. The map is weird, very detailed, and you can zoom in and out as much as you want. When zoomed in to the extreme, even a small piece of sand can turn into a boulder. In addition, the map shows an irregular area, showing a large arc, recording the trajectory it has traveled since birth.

The little creature bared its forelimbs and ejected two blades from the ends, rubbing together with a screeching sound. In the world of living things, this is an out-and-out demonstration and provocation, and it seems that the two sides of the confrontation have similar means of attack. The problem is that its two blades, which are less than thirty centimeters long, are completely incomparable to their opponents' huge blades that are more than a meter long.

In the face of such a provocation, the giant wolf and insect assembly body of the ** type was finally unable to hold back, and the giant cocoons that emerged one after another around it also gave it the courage again, and let the brutality in its nature once again prevail.

With a loud roar, the wolf and the insect burst into action! The four claws supporting the body are extremely powerful, pushing hundreds of kilograms of body to jump out of nearly ten meters, and a few jumps have pounced in front of the little guy, and the blade is fiercely inserted! The giant blade, if inserted, can easily be cut in half.

But the opponent was immeasurably nimble and agile, and it rolled on the snow on the spot, dodged the inserted blade, and then passed through the middle of the wolf's claws, disappearing from sight.

Suddenly losing track of his opponent, the giant wolf roared anxiously, swinging its head in all directions, throwing mucus and thick blood in its mouth splashing everywhere. It barely waited before it felt a strong tingling in its tail buttocks. The newly disappeared opponent had circled behind it, crawling up its torn tail and up its hips, towards its insect-like upper body, which stood tall! When it looked back at its back, it became clear that the little creature had six long arthropods on its body, in addition to a pair of forelimbs, and was now staggering, crawling over its back with great speed. The tips of the six arthropods were very sharp, and each blow pierced deeply into the thick wolf skin, opening a narrow and deep wound.

The insect half of the wolf's pedestal is covered with a thick, hard carapace, so it is confident that it will not be harmed by stricter zhòng. When the little guy climbs up to his shoulder, he realizes what a mistake he has made. Not only does it have a wolf head, but this wolf head can be rotated at an angle of more than 200 degrees! The same goes for Blade. In addition, the fur on the outside of the wolf's head is only decorative, and the skeleton underneath is the real defensive force. It is a hard exoskeleton similar to an insect, and its hardness may not be able to block the direct slash of a heavy axe, but it is certainly not afraid of direct fire from an ordinary pistol at close range.

The little guy's six arthropods cut out the Dao Dao sparks on the insect carapace, and the pieces of carapace as hard as steel were also carved out of the Dao Dao shallow marks. It failed to pierce the carapace of its opponent, but it achieved its goal: it approached the head of its prey.

When hunting ordinary creatures, the head is not the primary target, but the neck, spine or ** is the key point. But the hunting instinct of the small creature tells it that the enemy in front of it is only the head, and attacking other parts is not enough to paralyze its combat effectiveness. Its seven pairs of eyes have different functions, and they are not paired in pairs, and the fourteen compound eyes have 12 different detection functions. In the eyes of small creatures, the prey in front of them is faintly visible even a dozen centimeters under the fur. It can be said that it is the extraordinary perception of its prey that makes it a terrifying hunter.

The wolf's head turned back like lightning, and the kiss bit together fiercely, but it bit into the air.

The creature had bounced off its body, and at some point there were two pairs of short insect-like transparent wings on its back, buzzing and flapping, making it hang in the air.

The unexpected flight of the little creature made the wolf wolf's wolf head stunned for a moment, but there were many things that could fly, which did not make it hesitate for long, and the two huge blades roared and slashed down! This is both an attack and a defense, and the giant wolf wants to force the small thing back, and with its size, it is obviously not good to be close to a small and nimble enemy. After a few more seconds, its companion will hatch and emerge from its cocoon. The dozens of giant cocoons are not all wolf insects, but as many as seven different species, which can complement each other in terms of combat effectiveness. Among them is a warrior who can restrain small, agile creatures.

However, the speed of the little creature was once again beyond the imagination of the wolf worm, and it retreated like lightning, giving way to the sliced blade, and then lightning forward, six arthropods and two blades nailed to the giant wolf's head together! But the sharp sharp edge only pierced a centimeter and could not go any deeper. The wolf growled triumphantly, confident in the hardness of its skull, and the damage to its fur was not on its mind at all, for it only felt a slight pain. Even it swung its blade and slashed at the small thing that was still nailed to its head, not afraid that the blade would definitely cut at its own head after cutting off its opponent.

It knew that its blade could not cut its own skull, and instinct allowed it to know from the first moment of its birth that its greatest weakness was encased in the hardest of its skulls.

However, the little creatures also know this.

Just in front of a pair of wolf eyes, the small creature's chest and abdomen suddenly cracked, revealing four narrow strips of soft flesh like willow leaves. The soft flesh immediately glows with an apricot yellow hazy glow, and it looks mysterious and beautiful. But when the wolf worm saw it, it only looked terrified. The mysterious instinct of the organism for danger screams at it that something terrible is about to happen!

At the very moment when intuition warned, the most terrifying thing had happened. Almost imperceptible high-frequency vibrations are generated by four light sources in the small creature's chest and abdomen, and are transmitted to the wolfworm's skull through its body, arthropods, and blades. The vibrations fine-tuned a hundred times in an instant, and then the key to open the door to the ruined miè was found.

The frequencies inherent in the wolfworm's skull were found and began to resonate with the vibrations. At the first moment, the seemingly indestructible skull was covered with cracks, and the brain inside the skull was shaken into boiling pulp. In the face of the concussive resonance attack, the wolfworm's skull became vulnerable.

At the moment when it was close to destruction, the wolfworm's consciousness suddenly detached from its anger and fear, and remembered the command it had received when it was born, and it seemed that the target was not the little guy in front of him. It's just that it doesn't have the opportunity to think deeply about this question, and with its very limited wisdom, it probably can't think of an answer.

The little guy swung the blade, easily cut open the wolfworm's shattered skull, inserted his own head into it, sucked the brain pulp fiercely, and then jumped away from the wolfworm's body that had not completely collapsed, and after a few rolls in the air, it landed lightly and skillfully on the snow, and the seven pairs of compound eyes stared at the giant cocoons that were cracking one by one, but they were not in a hurry to attack, but took stock and digested the loot they had just gotten.

There is no doubt about the combat effectiveness of the wolf worm, but it can be said that it has encountered natural enemies. The little one's blades and arthropods are incredibly powerful weapons, but after it instinctively evolved high-frequency concussion attacks, these weapons were reduced to tools for cutting food more often.

Although there are many cocoons in front of it, it seems that these are just food, and there is no difference between more and less. After all, for a lion, whether the sheep in front of him is the same or a flock.

But the strange sensation in his abdomen made it hesitate. It obtained the genes of the wolfworm, and initial perceptions suggest that these genetic fragments are capable of promoting evolution. However, all of the wolfworm's genes are broken and mutilated, and many key parts are missing in between, as if a painting had been torn off in many small pieces. At most, such broken genes can play a reference role in its evolutionary process, but they cannot be directly absorbed and transformed. Moreover, the location of gene fragmentation is very particular, and the law of fragmentation and fracture itself constitutes a special code, and if you want to crack it, even the most advanced genetic and mathematical engineering practice will probably take decades.

Of course, the little guy doesn't have the analytical ability of the top real room, but only has the talent to directly absorb and utilize, which makes him a little dissatisfied with himself. While I was thinking about this, a huge consciousness suddenly enveloped the entire space! Then, a loud and majestic voice sounded in the consciousness of the little one: "Who are you?" Why are you attacking my golem? ”

The second question is very simple, in the little one's subconscious, these puppets are delicious food, and there is no need to eat for a reason, let alone ask for advice on food. But the first question almost short-circuited its thinking.

"Who am I?"

The little one suddenly found himself unable to find the answer. It found another problem that it had been ignoring all along, and it had no name.

What's the name? That's another question that comes to the surface.

Isn't it supposed to be given by the parents? This is the second question.

But when it was in the mother's body, the mother did not name it, and it did not perceive its own name from the mother's consciousness.

And what about the father? Or what about the paternal, instinctively speaking? Did the parent name himself?

Parent ......

This term makes it shudder!

For some reason, it has been trying to avoid remembering its father. Although, judging from the memories of human beings, the parent should be the main force to protect it before it becomes a mature body.

No, it found itself confused, and that was the father, not the father. Parenthood is a completely different concept!

At this moment, almost every scale on its body stood up! A great fear instantly captured its consciousness! It was both familiar and strange.

Is that...... Paternal sensations.

The Parent should not be far away, and is still rapidly approaching!

"Who are you?!" A huge voice sounded in the consciousness of the little creature again, but it didn't say a word, suddenly turned around, flew away like an arrow against the snow, and disappeared into the depths of the vast snowfield in an instant, catching the huge consciousness by surprise. C