In the endless desert outside Oasis City, Song Lan and Lao Xu's visit did not go well.

The main reason for this is the difference between humans and the Grim Reaper Crab - the Grim Reaper Crab's structure means that they can easily dive into the depths of the desert and remain in the same position for more than ten hours below the surface.

Obviously, humans can't.

Humans will only be buried by the desert, and resources such as oxygen will become a problem.

After communication, Song Lan learned that in fact, the Death Crabs did not build a kingdom hidden under the desert, they usually just found a sandy area with a good environment, and then dived underground.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the sand in the early morning, Song Lan looked at the great sage of the Death Crab Clan, and the atmosphere was slightly embarrassing.

It is said that the Great Sage has survived for hundreds of years.

At the outbreak of the Third War, it was a young crab, but it was fortunate enough to survive the war that destroyed almost the entire surface of the world, and finally found a new home in this barren desert.

However, when it sent an invitation to Song Lan and Lao Xu, it also realized the problem.

If you forcibly pull the harvest gods into the sand like them, you will be mistaken for a murder in the depths of the desert.

"You are already a mature clan, and it is time to learn to build your own homeland."

After being silent for a long time, Song Lan sincerely made a suggestion.

In the process of development and growth, any ethnic group needs diversified talent development, which has always been the development concept of the swarm.

Blindly devouring and plundering is destined not to last long, the devourer has absorbed this concept well, and the current incubation is also developing in the direction of diversification, among which the Void Town has become an important experimental site, under the operation of artificial intelligence and the farmer wind chime, the population of the town has reached more than 100 people.

"Establish...... Homeland? ”

The Great Sage had never considered any of these things.

The main reason why it is worshiped as a great sage by the Death Crab in the tribe is that it has lived a long time, and has experienced a tragic third war, and has seen all kinds of strange things.

But if you ask yourself, it does give little thought to the development of ethnic groups.

Everyone in the community is generally satisfied with the current living environment.

The ancient creatures hidden in the depths are mostly dormant and do not threaten them, but in this desert, they are at the top of the food chain.

There are few more favorable environments for mutant creatures.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Let the Grim Reaper Crab be diversified, such as cultivating Grim Reaper Crab Engineers, Grim Reaper Crab Scientists, Grim Reaper Crab Diplomats and other professions."

"I remember."

This great sage, who was more than ten meters tall and covered with various markings on his body, nodded humbly.

"I didn't expect you to be so proficient."

Lao Xuan clasped his hands on his chest and commented.

He had been silently listening to the conversation between Song Lan and the Great Sage just now, and when he knew about the existence of the insect swarm, he had a faint premonition, "Bringing fire to civilization is a power from the upper world." ”

Although the upper world has come to an end, their past traditions have continued in this way.

Their direct communication with any form of life would have a profound effect on them, and he felt that it was already difficult for him to tell if these Death Crabs had an almost human way of thinking due to natural evolution or the influence of Song Lan.

The swarm grew under his influence, and he now brought the spark to a group of mutant crabs that inhabit the depths of the desert.

is worthy of the person who established the "Fighting Cricket Competition" and the "Fighting Criminal Organization" competition, Song Lan will never disappoint in terms of having fun.

"Nothingness" once again intuitively felt that Song Lan was really too much beyond him.

Since the collapse of the upper world, he has changed his mentality, leaving everything in the past behind, and playing in the nether world, in the words that are now popular on the Internet, he has long become a qualified entertainer, and the chamber of commerce is just a small private treasury that he single-handedly pulls up in order to solve economic problems.

However, all the ways he could think of to have fun were to wander around the cities of the "outside world", but Song Lan had long since stopped focusing on humans and found new pleasure in the ubiquitous mutated creatures.

"I told you before that you can ask for help from District 17 if you encounter any difficulties, and the director will definitely help you."

At that time, the Grim Reaper Crab helped them repel the mercenaries of the Barossa Syndicate, helping them to save their lives from the poor people in distress, and this established a strong friendship between the Grim Reaper Crab and District 17.

"So now, it's time for her to make good on her promises."

While speaking, Song Lan took out her mobile phone.

Over the past few hours, the swarm's biologist, Medell, has carefully analyzed the size and habits of the Reaper Crab, while the Master of Weapons has managed to contact a good friend of his past, and based on the data provided by Medell, he has designed a map of the structure of the underground kingdom overnight.

Song Lan sent this design to another of her good buddies in person.

"Old Xu, it's up to you next."

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A hint of foreboding suddenly appeared in the heart of "Nothingness", and he was dazzled by the extremely complicated construction diagram, "Wait a minute, are you thinking about ......?"

"I remember you taught me that the limit of domination is not limited to domination, it can be a means to reshape the world."

While speaking, Song Lan inexplicably remembered the former dean of Wisteria Academy.

At that time, the dean firmly believed that his abilities existed to create a better world, and Song Lan felt his determination and sent him to an unknown timeline to follow the dean's wishes, allowing him to embark on the adventure of his dreams.

He had to admit that if the dean's abilities were properly developed, he would definitely become an excellent architect.

If the dean is still around, maybe he can have a lot of common language with Lao Xu.

"The time has come for the Death Crabs to look up to the miracles you have created."

Hearing this, the Great Sage immediately gave the Void the most reverent gaze.

Even though the black eyes of the Death Crab are all printed in a mold, Nothingness still feels emotions that are highly similar to those of humans.

"I've said so many things, why do you just remember that?"

If he remembers correctly, this sentence was a brag that he got carried away when he won the championship of the first cricket fighting competition, and judging from the ranking of the later competitions, Song Lan's research on dominating this power was far higher than everyone else.

"Nothingness" wanted to say something, but Song Lan put her hand on his shoulder and continued to introduce to the great sage, "You must remember him, this gentleman was once my mentor, and he is also the most mysterious god of domination and creation in this world. ”

"Since you've said so, there's no way around it."

"Nothingness" was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't suppress the rising corners of his mouth, even the Great Sage could see his overflowing pride, "Well, I haven't done it seriously for a long time, so I'll make an exception to show you a hand today." ”

"Great, old man!"

Song Lan gave him a thumbs up, "I knew you were omnipotent." ”

"That's a must."

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Under the scorching sun, the elite forces of the Brotherhood finally set foot in this endless desert.

But the morale of this operation was not high.

They had thought that these high-priced war machines would eventually be used on more exciting battlefields, and that their opponents would be the Coalition Government's expatriate divisions, or even the legendary Six-Star Rescuers, not a swarm of mutant crabs!

They couldn't help but wonder if the leader had been kicked in the head by the Death Crab, which made him so hateful to these creatures that had nothing to do with the Brotherhood, and wanted to come here with all his strength to fight the Death Crab.

In order to ensure victory in this war, they also carefully investigated the habits of the Grim Reaper Crab.

Midday is their most resting time, so the Brotherhood decided to launch a raid at this time.

The most outrageous of these is that the leader tells them that their real purpose is to find an artifact that remains in the Death Crab Clan, called "Frostmourn +15".

First of all, the name Frostmourn has nothing to do with the desert, and the +15 that follows can only be described as glaring.

Telecom fraud is one of the most important industrial chains of the Brotherhood every year, and their leader is the ruler who single-handedly built this fraud empire.

And now, this order can't help but make all the top leaders of the Brotherhood suspect that their leader may have recently been the victim of a wire fraud.

No one had ever thought of retrieving this obviously fabricated artifact, and the purpose of their trip was simple - to use their firepower advantage to pour artillery fire on the desert, leaving a few deep pits and then returning home.

There is an even more important war waiting for them in the lira.

The two leaders of the rebels, Hades and Cuenca, provoked them when their garrison was at its weakest.

This is an oasis where no one can fight against the Brotherhood, not even the coalition government.

They can't wait to convince these ragtags that they are different from the expatriate branch of the coalition government, and that they are not just a bunch of soft bones who only know how to take a detour.

However, just as all the Brotherhood members were basking in the idea of an all-out war with the Resistance, the Ground Exploration Force brought back news.

They found some mutilated corpses in the desert.

When the photograph of the corpse was transmitted back to the vehicle, everyone held their breath.

The mangled corpses were all black, their bodies were close to three meters, and they could still vaguely make out the outline of a human form, but there were some extra "parts" on the basis of humans.

Barbs in cracked chests, teeth tearing lips and faces, limbs transformed into sharp weapons, and now, the aberrant monsters have lost their lives.

Of course, the fraternity members recognize them.

Some of them were scammers with substandard performance, civilians who had angered gang members, and some were sent to a "garbage disposal plant" and then to a "pigsty" after a physical test.

What they all have in common is that they have become experimental subjects for drug development.

The development of any drug is accompanied by a large number of failures, and the Brotherhood took inspiration from the idea of "testing drugs" and handed over some of them to biopharmaceutical companies with which the Brotherhood has a long-standing relationship, and these inhumanoid aberrant monsters are the product of failed experiments.

They have lost consciousness and reason, and have retained only the most basic instincts of living beings to eat and hunt.

The biggest drawback of these aberrant creatures is that their healing power is so strong that they can be restored from a lump of minced flesh even if they are stuffed into the dismantling machines of the "garbage disposal plant", and they have tried countless cruel methods, but they have not been able to completely eliminate the failure of these experiments.

The Brotherhood transported the failed products to the desert where they were left to fend for themselves.

And now, these aberrant creatures are dead.

Their wounds do not heal, and are mainly wounds caused by sharp cuts.

It didn't take long for someone to notice the difference between these wounds.

The members of the Brotherhood, all of whom are skilled at torturing people, are surprised to find that there is no flesh or bone residue left in the fractures, and although it is strange to say, all the wounds on the corpse seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

This is probably the reason why the aberration has stopped resuscitating.

For a moment, it was hard for them to imagine what kind of weapon could remove a part of the human body.

"Frost Sorrow +15".

Such a term invariably comes to everyone's mind.

They had never been exposed to the term, and strangely, everyone's first instinct was that it was the name of a sword.

Such a concept seems to have been ingrained in their hearts for a long time.

This forced them to calm down and revisit the leader's orders.

Not long after, the ground exploration team made another astonishing discovery.

They found a ruin deep in the desert that had never been marked before, and an unprecedented vision loomed over the ruins.

Storms and flying sand blocked people's view, and the whirlpool of quicksand formed a deep crater on the surface, and the sudden bad weather gave them the illusion that they were sailing on the sea.

The drone found an ancient stone door sealed in the depths of the quicksand, and the carvings on it seemed to be thousands of years old.

"Ozor Nibroth"

It wasn't the first time anyone had passed by, but they were sure that the unusual climate had never been seen before, and no one had ever discovered that such a lost kingdom was hidden beneath the desert.

The members of the Brotherhood may never know that just a few minutes ago, the Great Sage had chosen the name of the newly formed kingdom.

In the language of the Grim Reaper Crab, Orzol-Nibros means desert country.

Song Lan raised her hands in favor of the name.

When he was in the fourth district, he had discussed with Guan Lili the secret of choosing a name, in which Guan Lili mentioned that this kind of obscure and forgetful name is the most likely to make people feel unaware of it, and these seven words were engraved on the gate to the desert country, and the distant and ancient atmosphere came to his face.

This made Song Lan feel that she had already entered the field of naming.

It's just that he didn't expect that the Death Crab had actually given birth to a language system of its own long ago.

When he asked the name of the Great Sage, the Great Sage smiled humbly at him.

The people called it the Great Sage, and the last time its name was mentioned was many years ago, so much so that even it was almost forgotten.

But out of respect for the god of harvest and domination and creation, it nevertheless informed the two of them by name:

Erbibuya Saharantes Andubaleche

The small theater of its two hundred and seventy:

Saturday, morning, month, year

Guan Lili's arrival reminded Lu Xiang of a very important matter.

One of the most cherished species in the world, the Dumbbird is gentle and kind, and out of the protection of rare animals, she must not let the Dumb Bird go to extinction.

So early this morning, the council received an application for leave from Lu Xiang.

The reason for applying is even more confusing to them.

- Saving endangered animals.

What kind of wind did Lu Xiang smoke today?

Since he was mixed with Song Lan, Lu Xiang sometimes became weird.

After submitting the leave application, Lu Xiang turned off his mobile phone, eliminating all potential interference, saving endangered animals is obviously much more important than the work of the department.

She rolled over and straddled Song Lan's waist to stop the latter's escape.

"I've been thinking about a question a while ago."

Her eyes were serious and hot, "You say, will Derpy's personality be with you or with me?" ”

This time, the topic directly skipped the part of asking for consent, which fully demonstrated Lu Xiang's determination.

"Who do you want to follow?"

"Whatever I want."

Without hesitation, he replied, "There are too many people lying in this house, it's time to add some vitality." ”

(End of chapter)