How to Feed Your Dragon

Chapter 260 Kill Me (Part [-])
Jiang Tang didn't say a word. Although Jiang Tang wanted to finish Xilock, she didn't want to deceive him.

But Sherlock just smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, his voice a little desolate.

"Sister, why don't you lie to me?"

"As long as you lie to me, maybe I'd rather die for you."

Jiang Tang didn't speak, but the white silk thread around her gradually began to wrap around Sherlock's body.

However, in the next second, Sherlock grabbed Jiang Tang's wrist and led her to jump off the cliff.

Jiang Tang reacted immediately, and stretched out his hand to grab the surrounding branches, but Xilock just laughed wildly, his expression a little crazy.

The tail behind him hung on a dead tree around him, hanging Jiang Tang and himself on the crumbling branches.

He was gasping for breath, his face contorted and excited.

"Sister, is it exciting?"

Sherlock may not need Jiang Tang's answer at this time.

Sherlock looked at the red flowers in front of him, and said in a light voice, "I have thought countless times, if we all live in this era, will this era be our world."

"You are the smartest and everyone likes you. I originally hated you."

Sherlock licked the dry corner of his mouth, and gently stroked the side of Jiang Tang's face.

"We are all experimental subjects, but in their eyes, we are all your substitutes."

"I was unwilling to accept this reality at first, so I went crazy trying to get your attention, but in the end you just thought I was weak."

"But obviously among all the experimental subjects, you are the weakest."

"Have you ever felt strange for a moment?"

Jiang Tang twitched the corners of his mouth, and the frost in his tone faded.

She calmed down, as if she was sitting in a quiet teahouse with Xilock, talking to each other about the past years, and recalling the past.

Jiang Tang: "I'm not surprised, I respect every life equally, even you."

"Hahahaha." Sherlock suddenly laughed wildly, "So you knew from the beginning that I was faking it."

"But you still didn't treat me differently, you didn't even look at me with disgust."

"Why? Why are you always on top?"

"You look at me with your eyes, look at us!"

Jiang Tang looked at Xilock's appearance, and suddenly there was a trace of pity in his eyes: "But Xilock, do you think what you think now is what you really think, or is it an instinct that should be in your genes?"

Sherlock froze for a moment, then laughed even more presumptuously.

It's just that the arc of his mouth was not like a smile, but more like a cry.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

He said these words lightly, not as full of emotion as the words he said before, but a kind of relief after a thousand sails have passed.

More like a kind of despair.

When he looked at Jiang Tang, it was like looking at the bright moon in the sky, and all he had been longing for was the moonlight on himself.

But the night was too long, he couldn't wait for the moonlight, and the moonlight didn't take pity on him.

Jiang Tang would not understand.

During those long and lonely years, Jiang Tang was sleeping, but she was trying to survive.

Fu Huaizhi is the closest experimental subject to Jiang Tang, and even has a little more emotion than Jiang Tang.

He was unwilling to invade this interstellar race, but chose to integrate into them, pretending to be killed by himself, changing his identity, and living a new life.

And the other experimental subjects were even more so. Those who could escape escaped, even if they lost their eyes, they still wanted to leave the darkness.

And those who couldn't escape were transformed into Zerg by themselves, but they still struggled with their last rationality.

Sherlock never felt that there was anything wrong with being a Zerg.

With a strong body and stronger strength than before, he can finally dominate the life and death of other living beings.

He finally stopped being the fish on the chopping board being slaughtered arbitrarily, he finally picked up the knife and became a sharp weapon for slaughtering others.

This way of living with the power of judgment greatly pleases Sherlock.

Even at the beginning, the first life he judged was his brothers and sisters.

But he never regretted it.

He knew that only when he stood high enough to judge everyone, Jiang Tang would see him, and they would value him and treat him as a life.

Not a machine, nor an emotionless experiment.

He gave himself a name, as well as the dignity of being a life.

Since no one expects his coming, let everyone fear himself.

The warship is gradually approaching, and almost all the equipment that cooperates with the Federation has failed.

They all know that this is the best time to eliminate the bug king.

Sherlock was not in such a hurry.

He also chatted leisurely with Jiang Tang.

"Sister, do you know how long it will take them to discover those half-human, half-worm life forms inside the cocoons?"

"What will they do with those life forms? Treat them as aliens? Or save them?"

Jiang Tang looked at his side face, reached out and touched his head.

"They'll all be saved."

"do not worry."

Xilock's face changed, and then he reached out and knocked Jiang Tang's hand away.

His voice was a little exasperated, and he sounded a little raised: "How could I worry about them?"

"I don't worry about them."

"What they do is their own choice, and it has nothing to do with me. It is their own problem that they do not accept becoming Zerg."

Jiang Tang listened to his sudden words, the corners of his mouth curled up.

He also said that he didn't care. If he really didn't care, how could he retort so excitedly?

But Jiang Tang didn't point it out.

There are more and more white silk threads on her body, and they have spread to Sherlock's brain.

Perhaps the white silk thread has been upgraded and evolved, and she actually saw Sherlock's memory.

Little Sherlock gets thrown around in the lab.

None of them are willing to accept it, the worst test product since the establishment of the laboratory.

In his sight, all brothers and sisters are tall.

Everyone is important and everyone is expected.

Only he is not.

Suddenly Sherlock reached out and grabbed Jiang Tang's wrist.

And the warship above has already begun to clean up the eggs on the insect star.

His fingers were cold, like ice cubes, without warmth.

He smiled, and then sent Jiang Tang's hand to his heart.

It was the sound of a sharp knife piercing the heart.

Green blood trickled down Jiang Tang's fingers little by little, and flowed onto the black ground below.

Sherlock laughed more and more happily.

His voice was intermittent, like a flower that had lost its vitality.

"Sister... don't show, such an expression..."

"I, originally, didn't live long..."

"Any power needs to be paid..."

"To wake you up, I, I used too much energy."

Xilock stretched out his hand tremblingly, stroking Jiang Tang's eye sockets.

"In this way, you, will you, will, remember, me..."

(End of this chapter)