Cub Keeper

    Ye Ya looked at the "big white egg" in front of her, turned around, and returned to the steps.

    Her voice was still so arrogant, as if she did not take Lu Yao and others into consideration: "I can help you connect to the universe, but information transmission is one-way."

    "You have to wait until the universe sends a message to locate."

    After she finished saying this, she looked at Lu Yao, raised her lips, and showed a malicious smile: "So until there is no news from the universe, you stay here," Wait for the good news."

    Helanjia lowered her face and wanted to lose her temper, but was stopped by Lu Yao.

    Lu Yao restrained her urge to hit people: "We can contact ourselves, we just need you to let us use the signal tower."

    Ye Ya: "Then how can it be, this is our important thing, other races can't go in casually."

    Lu Yao was a little angry: "Then you want us to stay?"

    Ye Ya stretched out her index finger and shook it: "No no no, I have no opinion on whether you stay or not."

    "But depending on your situation, you should always stay here."

    Lu Yao changed her mind and asked, "How long was the last time you received the news that the universe came?"

    Ye Ya put her index finger on her lips and clicked, then smiled: "I think about it..."

    "Probably twenty or thirty years ago."

    Ye Ya: "Where am I kidding you? I want you to get accurate news right away, right?"

    Speaking of this, Chris, who is as slow as a humanoid zerg, can hear it, and they have a somewhat unfriendly attitude.

    His face was originally expressionless, but now it is more serious for the sake of friends.

    Helanjia is also restraining her temper now.

    He doesn't want to cause disputes casually, this is an independent planet with a long history, and it shouldn't be destroyed just because of some personal grudges.

    And the humans on this planet are of the same race as Lu Yao.

    They, like the human beings in the interstellar, may all come from the same place.

    The history of any living thing is extremely precious.

    Although Helanjia is a famous warrior, he does not want to destroy this splendid civilization.

    Jun Zhan pulled Helanjia, he walked in front of Lu Yao and Helanjia, and straightened his waist: "You can't just block the planet because of your own selfishness. development of."

    Ye Ya was taken aback.

    She never thought that this timid human would dare to stand in front of her and speak to herself in such a voice.

    But she just saved the photo and transmitted the signal to the "Universe Information Receiver".

    As long as that "person" is connected, he can receive the gift he prepared for him.

    It is the evidence that the densely packed two "big white eggs" and this humanoid zerg have intimate personal relationships.

    Ye Ya waved her hand: "Whatever is blocked or not, I am just driving the power of the guardian of the "universal information receiver"."

    "In case they damage the "Cosmic Information Receiver", wouldn't we be even more unable to talk to the stars?"

    Jun Zhan was blocked by her light words, his hands clenched into fists, and he felt that the woman in front of him was really unreasonable.

    It’s a win-win situation…

    The ancestors of the Ming Dynasty also always said that harmony makes money, but she has no such quality at all!

    …

    After Lu Yao and Helanjia, the progress of seeking help here was stuck.

    The star network of the empire also began to be restless.

    It has been a long time since they received any news about the Imperial Marshal.

    Dean Lu Yao, who had a scandal with the Imperial Marshal, may not have updated his nursery school official blog for a long time.

    Where did they go?

    It's good to have a bubble.

    This makes the beast panic!

    Emperor, Imperial Palace.

    An Luoyu looked at the more and more uncontrollable green scales on his body, his face was very ugly.

    An Luoyu: "Is air purification useless? What about other natural plants?"

    Miss lowered his head and looked at An Luoyu's situation, feeling a little sad.

    Mies: "Sorry boss, there are only so many natural plants in Emperor Star."

    "The most remaining place is the new star, but it needs the command of the marshal."

    An Luoyu closed his eyes, a little irritable.

    There is an unspeakable smell in the air of the palace, which is a spray specially aimed at genetically modified orcs.

    This is a hidden danger left in the laboratory.

    An Luoyu's fangs bit his lips, and warm blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

    The pain made his brain clear, but soon another kind of pain appeared in his mind.

    He used his hands that had become animal claws uncontrollably and reached into his hair.

    As long as he exerts a little force, he can insert his claws into his head.

    But the only sanity left him to stop the restlessness.

    He almost tried his best to control himself, the desire to crush his head.

    Mis didn't dare to look at An Luoyu now.

    He was afraid that he would cry when he saw it.

    This is the "curse" left by the research institute, they want to control this group of orcs.

    Do whatever you want with them.

    But life is so proud.

    All genetically modified orcs, without exception, chose to fight against genetic defects alone.

    They want to conquer themselves and their destiny.

    And the price to pay for it is countless.

    "Um..."

    An Luoyu finally cried out in pain.

    Those voices that were unbearable because of the pain, like fine shards of glass smashed into Mis's heart again and again.

    An Luoyu's body began to ooze some blue scales.

    They overlap with green scales, making them intricate and messy.

    It looks like crooked scales, which are extremely irregular and ugly.

    And Mies knew that the former An Luoyu was not like this.

    In the past, An Luoyu's scales were the brightest blue scales, neat and beautiful.

    It seemed to be smooth and adhered to his body.

    The most beautiful blue dragon.

    But now, An Luoyu is like a mottled monster.

    He was lying on the bed, looking at the blue curtains, his eyes were unknowingly wet.

    He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the curtain that was swayed by the night wind, enduring the pain of bone erosion, muttering to himself: "Blue, the color of the sky..."

    "I want to touch the sky too..."