Chapter 134: The Road Meets Cesar

The enchanting and beautiful archipelago outside the string window became blurred, and Hao Song, who was a little sluggish, gathered some complicated thoughts, squinted his eyes and began to nap. The internal clean-up of the Zhi Gong Party, the Hawaiian police and the military, the next plan of Mr. Qadir of the Islamic State, the Situ family and the non-existent land and other troubles have been put behind him for the time being, after all, no matter how much he carries on in his heart, life still has to go on.

Just squinting his eyes, Hao Song couldn't help but think about that night without memory

After the bar party that night, Situ Zhen and Mo's father and daughter naturally went back to the guest room of the Zhigong Party to rest. Originally, Hao Song, Edward and the flight attendants should have gone back to their own rooms. Hao Song and Edward are considered to be meritorious to the military, and they are arranged to be in the most exclusive presidential suite. Although Christina and Angelina, two friends, are "seriously frightened hostages" or "fertilized women", ah, no, they are "frightened women", but they politely refuse the luxurious single rooms arranged by the military, but still live together crookedly.

On that slightly drunk night, on the way back to the room, Angelina suddenly stopped Hao Song, who was almost drunk, and said that he was invited to the open-air swimming pool on the rooftop to blow the wind and sober up. Before leaving, this mixed-race beauty with a hot figure also gave a thumbs up to Edward Mierro, who was holding Christine, and the meaning of the ambiguous expression on her face really didn't need to be said: The room is left to you, you two do a good job!

Then she put her arms around the cowardly, as if unintentionally pasting a pair of plump and proud softness, and forcibly dragged the drunken Hao Song away.

Early the next morning, when Hao Song woke up from his confusion, he was in a very strange scene. He found himself like a silkworm wrapped up in a velvet quilt and unable to move, while Angelina, who was on fire in the bathrobe of the presidential suite, leaned against the window, slender, and comfortably smoked a cigarette.

"Hey, I'm wiping, why is this rhythm so like smoke after the fact?!What did you do while I wasn't awake?!" Hao Song's face changed greatly, and he shook his heavy head, but he couldn't recall anything about last night.

However, when Hao Song cheekily and cautiously asked Angelina what happened last night, the mixed-race beauty just looked at him with a smile and did not speak. So Hao Song's head hurt even more

"Damn, what happened that night? Or did it happen?" Hao Song on the plane was upset, a man can't discuss it with others when he encounters this kind of suspected drunken mess, and repeatedly asking the person concerned will seem very irresponsible, after all, general social common sense acquiesces that there is no such thing as a woman being strong X man!

While Hao Song was worried about his chastity, Edward Mierro, who was across the corridor from him, was smirking comfortably, and it seemed that it was estimated that the night was quite beautiful. It's just that his pig-like expression made a middle-aged woman sitting next to him frightened, thinking that she had met the tram wrong, and she should be an airplane idiot.

Unlike the two rare and very quiet guys, sitting next to Hao Song, the energetic pseudo-Loli little Taoist Mo Yanling was babbling something. Originally, Hao Song thought that she might be practicing some Taoism, spells and the like, but after listening carefully, she couldn't cry or laugh.

"Stinky Dad! I'll be driven away after only playing for so many days! The empty beach has no atmosphere! The beach on the main swimming trunks island in Marshall is a boring tidal embankment! I really draw a gossip with a turtle shell and curse you! I don't know when I'll be able to come out to play next time, so high-sounding take the opportunity to do mission travel, it seems that I can only wait until my sophomore year and then say woo woo! I'm not happy! I really want to hurry up and casually condense a heart~"

Well, with her strange motive of condensing her heart, it seems that there is still a long way to go to condense a serious idealistic idea. Forcibly condensed, it is estimated that at most there will be a "naïve" heart, which is not bad. Throughout the ages, there have been many talents (wonderful) cultivators, and some people's condensed hearts are as brilliant as heaven's might, and they are so strong that they are a mess. There is also a group of people who have a pure heart that seems to be cute, and they are so stupid that they roll all over the ground.

Take, for example, the "naïve" idealism just mentioned. In the state of mind, all idealistic thoughts can only act on themselves. And the "naïve" heart, as the name suggests, is to make you naïve as a newborn white rabbit through a series of mental effects! It can be described as an idealistic idea that integrates selling cuteness, brushing favor, reducing evil, and seeking care! Of course, in most cases, it is useless. The possessor of this kind of heart, which is better than nothing and has a very limited effect, is contemptuously called the "mindless".

There are also some people who condense idealistic thoughts with negative beliefs, such as "despair", "madness", "conceit", and so on. The buff effect of this kind of idealism is very powerful, but the negative effect is not small. Those who are desperate are prone to lose their fighting spirit and have serious suicidal tendencies; those who are crazy are crazy and call me crazy, saying that "I will fight myself when I am crazy!" and those who are conceited are so arrogant that they cannot accept any opinions, let alone join any organization. The possessor of this kind of double-edged sword, who has a heart, is contemptuously called "the heartless".

When Hao Song introduced his idealistic thoughts as "the heart of the goods", Edward Mierro thought that this product was a "heartbreaker" who condensed his heart with painful beliefs such as "timid" and "cowardly", and expressed great contempt and disappointment on the spot, and even felt that it was too bad to gamble with him!

Therefore, condensing a positive and positive idealism can be said to be the dream of the majority of beginners. Mo Yudao's supervision, coupled with the modern Taoist education Mo Yanling received since childhood, would never allow her to casually condense an inexplicable idealist idea and start a journey of "going out to fight monsters"-

The route back was naturally the same as before, passing through Guam, the most important military frontier of the United States imperialism in Asia. Hao Song and the three of them waited here for the freighter of the Night's Watch University, but they saw the astroist biology professor who they hadn't seen for a long time, Cesar Julius.

On the go, Professor Cesar wore a scruffy night watchman university uniform and carried a small broken suitcase. Slightly different from the black-trimmed styles of the students, the professors' uniforms are painted on their chests and armbands in the shape of oil lamps in their fields of study, such as biology professor César's drawing of a chromosome, suggesting that his research is biased towards genetics. At the same time, the uniform patterns of the professors are more complex and solemn than those of the students.

It's just that, as a guy who can make dustproof and waterproof composite uniforms sloppy, César Julius obviously has nothing to do with the word solemnity, and of course it is much better than hollow outfits anyway. Some time ago in the academy, he was suspected by various families of being the mastermind behind the dispatch of parallel killers, so that Hao Song and the others could survive the interception without danger.

Speaking of Guam, most people only know that it is the key point of contention between the United States and Japan in World War II, a duty-free paradise after the war, a military base and a tourist attraction for American imperialism. But no one knew that Guam had already been invaded by alien organisms, which had seriously damaged the ecological balance. (The tourist office won't tell you!)

The Burmese python, one of the six most massive snakes in the world, is native to the rainforests of Southeast Asia, but it mixes poorly in the rainforests. However, by chance, the Burmese python reached Guam, a "paradise" where snakes did not exist, by boat, so the dry wood met the fire, and the matter was out of control.

In just a few years, all of Guam's native birds have become virtually extinct due to the predation of the Burmese python. The chain reaction caused Guam's spiders to lose their natural predators, so all kinds of spiders multiplied explosively, and the whole Guam became a world of pythons and spiders

Naturally, the US imperialist authorities have also adopted various means, including wantonly catching pythons, air-dropping poisonous rat corpses, and so on. However, there is no use for the eggs, and the Burmese pythons are alive and well.

In the end, the US imperialist authorities adopted the advice of a group of biologists, and they introduced natural enemies of juvenile Burmese pythons (adult Burmese pythons have no natural predators), such as water monitor lizards, feral cats, ferrets, and so on. However, the huge amount of food, fierce competition among the same kind, and the introduction of poison have produced an unpredictable consequence: a small number of Burmese pythons have evolved into ancestral spirits!

When the situation was about to get completely out of control, Cesar Julius, a biology professor who was a sage of the Creation Realm, took over the task and ran to catch the snake

After listening to Cesar's narration, Hao Song and Mo Yanling both shuddered, and subconsciously looked back at the rainforest surrounded by barbed wire not far away. Behind that fragile subway wire mesh is a terrifying kingdom of spiders and pythons!

"Ahem, Professor, do you want to prepare an Indian snake dance snake Ah San's 'Spray Ji'?" Hao Song said with a green face.

"Grock. However, there was a sound of swallowing from his side.

"Hey, senior, don't drool, are you going to catch a cat and have a pot of 'dragon and tiger fight' with a python?" Hao Song looked at Edward Mierro who was wiping his saliva and complained. At the same time, I felt the kitten in my pocket move slightly in dissatisfaction.

"Don't you kid want to?!" asked Edward Miero, retorting with an intoxicated expression, "It's said to be one of the biggest snakes in the world!

Hao Song and Mo Yanling said in unison: "Don't impose your preferences on Christine! This guy is broken, and if he is broken, he won't forget to show his affection!"

"In short, my task is to secretly clean up all the Burmese pythons. The awakened ancient spirits are troublesome enough, and modern creatures are not honest," Professor Cesar said as he took a step to leave the docks, but after a few steps he suddenly stopped, turned his head and said solemnly, "By the way, the killer who delivered the food has nothing to do with me. You don't have to thank me. ”

Looking at Professor Cesar's distant figure, Hao Song suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Professor, be careful when playing naked/running in the rainforest!"

He was answered by a middle finger raised high.

["The spirits of modern evolution are also known as individual mutant beings, and mind cultivators need to minimize their knowledge in the secular world. - Cesar Julius]