As soon as the thought started, the hive became much more energetic, muttering, from the unsightly pants worn by Napoleon to Zhu Baba's tilt of the sky, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the history of the earth can be told more or less, and it is as if I have seen it with my own eyes.

Sanskrit, ancient English, ancient Chinese, all kinds of languages are at their fingertips, and the scolding words of various dynasties are like beans, and the scarab beetle Ruiqi clan is scolded to the bottom.

But after muttering for a long time, seeing Edward stunned in place, he laughed, "Boy, don't tell me you can't do it, I can tell you, give me another chance, I still have to do it, don't go down, come!" ”

"If you hurt me, I will kill you, I have no burden." Edward's fingers stretched out, and flames erupted from them

"But you have helped the earth for so long, and the people of the earth owe you a favor, I can't save you, but I can let you go back to the earth before you die."

"Huh?" The hive was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, but then it dimmed, "Don't talk about that, the earth doesn't owe me, kill me, hurry up and end it, I won't last long." ”

"You don't have to worry about the scarab, I'll deal with it, you just have to say, do you want to go back to Earth to see."

Hive moved his fingers and licked his lips, "You really can?" ”

"Yes, but I need to get rid of the scarab."

Edward's fingers rubbed together and turned the air into a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, he didn't like to smoke, and he wouldn't, so he choked and coughed.

The hive and the scarab beetle are almost one.

The hive died, and the scarab beetle died, and it was with his cooperation that the scarab was abolished.

There's no way Edward could risk the hive getting out of control and take him back.

But the hive is separated from the scarab, and he can't live.

If he wants to return to Earth, he must return with a checkmate.

Either die in this alien wilderness or die on Earth.

"I didn't expect that in the end, I was quite lucky, I could choose where to bury myself, yes, let's do it."

Edward walked behind him, stretched out his hand, and pulled, and the scarab beetle fell from the hive, and his whole body danced uncoordinatedly, like the dance of a mentally ill person.

Edward simply threw the scarab beetle into the mirror world, and the guards, who had been preparing for a long time, under the leadership of the Dark Peerless Dragon, directly captured the scarab alive and escorted it to the Demon Star.

No matter how strong the scarab beetle is, that is, the cutting-edge technology of the monomer universe, how can it still send signals across the universe?

The Scarab was sent to the Demon Star and immediately sent to dismantle, and when he figured out how the Scarab worked, Edward could wait to receive the Scarab series of supercomputers.

Without the scarab, the cells on the hive collapsed at once, and flesh and blood kept falling, and if you looked closely, it was a dead parasite.

In the next half hour, all the parasites in his body will die in turn, and when the last parasite dies, it is the time when the existence of the 'hive' is completely annihilated.

"You're not going to fool me, are you?" Hive asked.

Edward threw the cigarette at his feet, stepped on it, and was directly broken down into a molecular state

"Let's go, go home."

Edward's voice trembled, and his eyes glowed with pure white.

Without taking the hive to Stonehenge, Edward slipped his hand, opened the pocket space "Great Wall of Earth", and jumped back to Earth from the Great Wall of Earth.

Normally he can't do that, but they can acquiesce.

The door to the space opens, and Hive and Edward trample on a jungle of land.

Earth, Honduran jungle.

The sky is high and the clouds are thick enough to stop the scorching sun, and in front of you is a lush tropical rainforest, a jungle full of mystery.

The first remnants of the Mayan civilization were discovered.

The hive was not as excited as Edward expected, it seemed unusually calm, and walked forward step by step.

The moment he stepped into the jungle, the image of the hive changed from a monster-like hive to an ancient warrior with mysterious patterns on his body and black colors on his eyes.

As if stepping out of the distant past, the most heroic warriors of this distant era leaped across the jungle thousands of years later, without the slightest rustiness.

The hive was calm, he was not running aimlessly, but looking for something, he had a spear in his hand, and from time to time he crouched down to avoid the gaze that looked at him, and when the eyes were gone, he would get up and approach.

It was a very fast deer, and it did not belong to any of the world's classes, but rather a being that was recorded as extinct.

It seemed to sense something, and ran wildly.

Seeing this, the hive carried a spear and quickly shuttled through the rainforest, the rhizomes of the trees growing out of the soil were blocked by him quickly in the way, some jagged stones on the ground, and dangerous insects were dodged by his rich experience.

He approached the deer quickly with a battle-hardened attitude, and when he reached a certain distance, he struck the spear in his right hand and threw it with his right arm.

The spear crossed a perfect parabola and shot at the deer's chest, and the deer struggled twice, let out a wail, and fell to the ground in disunderstanding.

The hive let out a regular whin, approached quickly, saw its prey, drew its spear, and made up for it twice.

Then he danced around his prey twice, as if in some mysterious consciousness, and when he had finished the dance, he returned to the direction he had come from, bowed, and said something in his mouth, as if praying.

With this done, he happily picked up the carcass of the deer and led Edward through the rainforest again to an open field.

An open field that does not exist on modern satellite maps or paper maps.

The hive led Edward up the lush hillside, where he sat on a cliff with patches of furrows, terraces, and swampy paddy fields, planted with ripe grain, and golden waves when the wind blew.

"Ahhh......h

An obscure call came out of the hive's mouth, and the sound was loud, echoing throughout the world, and there were bursts of echoes.

"The high priest said that only the bravest warriors were qualified to shout the slogan of the sun god."

The hive finally spoke, and his body began to become transparent.

"Boy, you know what? At the beginning, I was also the bravest warrior in the tribe, and when I resisted the tribe next door, we cut down a dozen of them by ourselves.

The first one rushed up, the last one rushed down, covered with wounds, and the whole tribe applauded me, and when the priest sewed up my wounds, we didn't blink our eyes, and it was really our most majestic time.

It's a pity that I was arrested by that group of blue grandsons later, aggrieved, phew.

Speaking of which, when we went out, we still hunted for the sacrifice in the tribe, and we shouldn't have go, we were helping a few people pack up the corn, ready to give it to the sun god, I don't have any other hobbies, I just like the smell of the corn field when it is ripe, especially fragrant.

It's a pity that the guy who was supposed to hunt fell, his arm was broken, there was no rut, and the sacrifice was not delayed much, so I had to go.

I went and never went back.

Later, there were people on the earth, I didn't parasitize them, so the two of them talked together, which was fine, but they couldn't, they were crazy, no one spoke, and there was nothing to eat in that place, they didn't live long, sometimes they begged me to eat them, no way, it was too biased.

As soon as I remembered it, I found out that the tribes that fought the most fiercely at the beginning finally formed the Mayan civilization,, I really doubted the meaning of our fights for a while.

Thinking about it now, it's also stupid, how could I have the time to dream later? If they didn't fight at that time, the women in the tribe would have to snatch the food for them, and in the future, they won't be able to eat enough now, who has the time to think about the future.

Boy, let's tell you, there are many people who were kidnapped from the same place as me on the earth, and when they meet, don't be merciful, thousands of years later, they don't necessarily come back as friends or enemies.

Brat. ”

A beehive meal.

"Ahh

"I'm home."

When the wind blows, the aroma of ripe corn fields fills the air.

On the hillside, Edward, who was alone, stood up and sniffed.

"It smells good."