Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 643 Destiny is what everyone wishes

Allerica never really felt what her partner felt like.That said, even though her race transmits memory information in the same form as reproduction, she doesn't feel quite the same way the other side does.There's an anatomy to it, but another factor is the amount of information—generally, one of her partners has far less to offer her than she has.That's not to say she can't learn something new from it, but there are rarely shocks that are too severe.There may be some truth to Lombard's assessment that she has become very blunted to the stimuli of new information.

She can only observe the impact from behind her partner.It's always the most intense the first time around, and while she tries to keep the exchange under control (unless she's intentionally killing him), it takes a while for the other person to sort of relax.Sometimes she asked what it was like, and she got various answers: like drinking a whole warehouse of spirits, like being stripped of her eyelids and hanging near the stars for the rest of her life, It's like drilling thin, deep holes in every bone, and filling them with liquid nitrogen--given that the three-sex radial body has more than 40 times the number of nerves in her bone, it sounds like an endangered species. dead experience.

Yes, it was indeed like a near-death experience.Many of her partners answered her this way.It might seem like a really bad and scary experience to say that, but it's nothing like that.It was an addictive experience, completely beyond what normal life can encounter in a safe and stable physical world.They seem to have leaped elsewhere, completely freed from the pain of triviality and ignorance, a paradise of extremely pure thought.This experience will also make them irresistibly infatuated with her, always wanting to reconnect with that fantasy world.

However, that is a kind of pleasure that is destined not to last long. Once they have exchanged enough with Yale Liga, their feelings about it will be closer to Yale Liga.It is no longer a flawless paradise full of bliss and transcendence, they have become accustomed to those strange and mysterious scenery, so it has become a deep and quiet labyrinth since then.They are still willing to spend a long time walking slowly in it, discovering all kinds of details that they have not noticed before, or stumble into a hidden place that they have not discovered before.Those explorations will also bring fun, both mentally and physically. It is a long flow of lingering and delving, gradually accepting how different the world is from the reality they live in, and trying to find some wonderful things from the present life itself. trace.Most of them could do that, because after all, they weren't Yarérica.No matter how long she spent with them, she could not convert them to their kindred, and that was the price her ancestors had paid to come to the Land of the Alliance.

So she had to leave.When they ceased to desire Paradise, she had to leave.In the bottom of her heart, she occasionally envies those who experience it for the first time.The dread and ecstasy of first falling—or rather—ascending into Paradise.She thought it was never going to happen again.

She was wrong.

When she fell into that shadow, she only had about half a second to think about it.In the moments before she sank completely, she thought this might be the first experience of her former lovers.But she didn't get anything new, no, it was just endless emotions, memories, and pouring out.That didn't seem to be the story of one person or one life at all, it was a hundred billion, trillion or trillion voices.The shadows were impatient to make her understand.But if she heard everything, that meant she heard nothing.She is completely lost in shadows that greedily want to be understood and read, while she feels lost and deprived at the same time.That's not becoming something else, not a star or a cat.She is still who she is, but peeled away layer by layer by shadows.

Shadow wants her memory.Shadow wants her past.Shadow wanted her to confide.The shadow forest extends infinitely in her feelings, and she gradually melts in this bottomless forest.Her wish was sucked away, or rather displayed.Involuntarily she began to confide.She—she—she didn't want to leave.She doesn't want to lose.She wants to go back to Paradise.She wanted kinship but didn't really want it.She wants long-lasting, real family that doesn't get bored of Paradise.Everything, everything, everything... she kept pouring out like a shadow.No new wishes are ever created.Here are all old wishes left behind...Listen, listen...

—Old friend, things are not as we wish.I mean, we always want to play a glorious character, a hero!is not it?But this matter is too difficult.We are all in trouble.I mean, how frustrating it is when you're playing a character that you don't want at all.It made a brilliant debut, but it turned out to be the biggest trouble in the whole thing!

Hoarse and slurred responses.

—I hope you understand me, old friend.But I thought about it carefully.No, maybe I don't want you to understand.That was a little too cruel for you, maybe it's better now.We can still wait and not have to suffer every moment... Look man, the road ahead is uncertain and we lost all the lights that illuminated the future, now we are completely lost about the future.But the memories will always be there, man, and they'll be spotless.

She talked and listened.Neither paid attention to what she was telling, nor really understood what she heard.Everything is just piled up and collected, everything becomes forgotten and discarded.The shadows actually don't care about the recorded things, neither show any pity or love, let alone take any action for it.

That's the end of the matter.Allerica realized in talking and listening.This is another end, not to the star parade across the universe, but to the deserted and lonely shadow land.That's not bad.It's a kind of ending about ice.Speaking of ice—

The back of her neck and shoulders were covered with heavy ice.No, it wasn't ice, but a pair of unusually hard hands, like stone or metal.The thing held her tightly, and pushed her hoof, which was floating outside the world, back to the ground.It was rough, but instead of pain in her shoulder, her throat burned.She also heard the sound of flapping wings, and felt that the warped sky wings were dragging her back.

"Yalai! Yalai!" she asked, "how are you doing! Are you still conscious?"

Allerica wanted to answer her, but could not make a sound.But she already felt that she was not hurt very much, at least not seriously.She just couldn't exert all her strength, and that was greatly improved in a second of her mind.She began to stand on her own, then remembered the time before she lost consciousness.It seemed impossible that she would survive, yet she still seemed alive.

It was not difficult to figure out this matter, it only took her a little over two seconds, but the conclusion was beyond her imagination.She looked there with anticipation.

Less than ten steps away from them, the thing still existed unharmed.But instead of chasing them, he looked down at his feet.Lying there was Boddy, although his arms disappeared strangely, and his expression was quite bleak, but when he tilted his face and smiled bitterly at Yale Liga, she could at least be sure that he was still not alone. corpse.

She stopped and began to look for her machete.It was no longer in her hand, but lay beside Poddy's neatly disappearing arm.Poddy could be seen trying to return it to Allerica, but he no longer had the arms to throw it, and he couldn't seem to move his torso.He barely bled, but his face was quickly covered with the ashes of death.

Allerica began to squirm her lips and fingers at the same time, instructing him to do nothing.He was lucky that he didn't die right away, the arms weren't a big deal.After all, he is not a contract type, and it does not cost much to replace two arms.She could go to Lombard and ask one of the best physicians in the Purple Arrow Stargate to give him a discount. After that, Bodi only needs to do a few years of free service on the deck of the Silence with his bare buttocks to pay off the debt.

The thing moved.Somehow he seemed to be able to judge certain location information, although his eyes were still full of red threads.No doubt he also knew that there was some kind of obstacle at his feet.So the monster bent down and stuck out the left hand whose skin seemed to have been severely reshaped in a blender.When her sharp fingertips were about to touch Boddy's clothes, Yareliga had imagined many kinds of Boddy's death in her head.She couldn't think of any way to stop it, and time was running out.

But the thing didn't continue to do anything to Poddy.The disturbing hand simply reached up to Poddy's waist, and from there removed a pannier, which seemed to have fallen from the inside of Poddy's coat.Naturally, Allerica recognized the plain but sturdy little bag.

It was the one she had handed over to Poddy for safekeeping...but she was pretty sure there wasn't a single weapon in it, or a shrunken fugitive hidden in it.For some reason, that thing paid extraordinary attention to this ordinary little bag.His eyes full of red spider silk were fixed on the pocket, and he seemed to have temporarily lost interest in other things.Allerica couldn't help being puzzled, but at the same time she noticed another strange thing.A very unremarkable detail.

She couldn't help but look at the unnatural left hand a few more times.At the base of the palm, which she could barely make out, she noticed a very thin circle of black lines.It's so thin, it's like some kind of stitched scar, or a tattoo that hasn't been fully washed.For the unobservant, that's easy to miss.But Allerica realized that it was neither a string nor a tattoo.In fact it was all shadows.These shadows grew like roots on his limbs, crawled from his left hand to his arms, woven into the spacious trench coat, and finally seemed to extend to the soles of his feet.So she realized that the left hand might be the key, the root of those shadows.But what else could she do?She couldn't figure it out.

Qiaoqiao Tianyi called her softly: "Yalai, could he be..."

Allerica was still thinking about the shadow.So much so that she didn't understand what Qiaoqiao Tianyi wanted to tell her.But the answer was revealed in a blink of an eye.Her fanny pack opened itself from the inside—or, to be precise, she thought it was splitting—and out of it emerged many long and soft shadows like wicker.Everything in the bag fell out.In this predicament, Yareriga glanced hastily to the ground and saw the portrait of the blond and naked Witch King depicting the one-legged throne.It has been stuffed in the bottom of her pocket since she printed it out, planning to arrest Xiao Mi and try to make it recognize it.At this time, the eyes of the Witch King in the portrait seemed to be staring at her unfathomably.Allerica only took one look, and then put the matter behind her.

They finally knew what the thing was looking for.When all the contents of the bag were discarded on the ground, the last thing the shadowbeards grabbed was the silver chain with the ruby ​​flower.It had been taken off by her to avoid arousing Poddy's hostility, and she kept it in her fanny pack.And now, the one who might loathe it is dying on the ground below it.

The shadow beards are entangled.They scratched across each ruby ​​rosette on the chain like ice crystals falling on fire, and visibly thinned.But they went on endlessly, grinding all those beautiful and splendid gemstones to pieces.When this chain was also dropped on the ground, right in front of Poddy's vacant and vain gaze, it could no longer find the neatness and neatness of the past, but looked like a long chain of cheap, twisted and old rusty metal. piece.Because of this, Yale Liga suddenly realized that the thing was looking for Jing Juan.Despite his blindness, he remains unapproachable, and still seems to be able to smell the power of those who hurt him.The first thing he smelled was the chain, but... could he smell more?Those who used to get along with Jing Huang?

The monster's shadow whiskers all retracted along the fingertips.Destroying the symbol of the enemy seemed to give it a certain satisfaction, so it stood still for a few seconds, but it also seemed to be listening, or picking up some traces.Yale Liga already had a bad feeling.She was also watching for signs of Boddy's life—he wasn't dead, although the signs were faint, and the glasses she wore could help her identify several of the more common vital movements.But of all the people here, she may be the one who gets along the closest with Jing Huang, or...

The thing turned its head.His face turned towards Ji Xun who was quietly walking towards the golden bell.

(End of this chapter)