~： 217. Fans, slaughtering new students (to pay tribute to Li Laozi)

Extraordinary articles, slaughtering new students (to pay tribute to Li Laozi)

Saca Star, a garbage dump in the wild.

Above the sky, the huge time and space wormhole with a radius of one kilometer is gradually shrinking. Under the background of the thunderstorm and the garbage rain, the last flame of the eagle-type fighter jet is faintly visible, and the latter is completely immersed in it, disappearing into the worm like the devil's cave. Inside the cave.

Under the ground, the wreckage of the crashed large spaceship relied on the half-streaked mountain, and the raging fire swept through it. The burning flame quickly swallowed up everything in the kilometer range.

Dozens of small and medium-sized spaceships guarded by the stars passed through at low altitudes and could only control the spread of the regional flames. No further rescue operations were carried out on large spacecraft that apparently did not survive.

The catastrophic fire lasted for half a day until the sky was extinguished by the flames of the night, and the spacecraft was guarded to return to the main city of Saka, leaving a burnt black ash burning in place.

At night, the colorful wormholes in the sky are scattered, and the faint glow of the stars is scattered on the burning soil.

‘Bone--’

The ashes of the **** trembled slightly, and the gray liquid tentacles emerged from the bottom, followed by a liquid body. It completely squirmed out of the soil, shaking off the dust on the body, the surface is similar to the color of the ashes, and no one can find it when it is close to half a meter on the ground.

In the middle of a quiet, burning area, liquid creatures are immersed in contemplation, and a series of problems are emerging in their minds.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Asked three companies, after the answer was not obtained, the liquid creature tried to slide on the ground.

It passed a small group of residual flames, covered with curiosity, and used the body to easily annihilate the flame.

At the same time that the flame went out, suddenly, a very familiar voice echoed in its mind.

"Crazy, I hope that in the next life, you don't want to have any relationship with me anymore..."

Like a huge stimuli, the liquid creatures made a sharp, hoarse, painful sound, continually rolling on the ash-filled ground, making a whisper of self-speaking.

"Who are you? Who am I?!"

"I am a slaughter?... No! I am not...I am a venom? No!...I am not me, not..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

After a long time, the liquid creatures tend to calm down, repeating the words, "I am a toxin."

"Yes, I am a toxin." The toxins sighed and said, self-convincing.

It is neither a massacre nor a venom.

Indirectly derived from the slaughter, reborn in the flame, it is a new nascent symbiotic life!

But those memories of remorse or sin have not been inherited.

After the short-term confusion of the toxin, the racial instinct tells it that it must find other creatures to survive as a host.

"Yes. I didn't find the meaning of existence, I can't die so easily!" The toxins convince themselves that the bones are creeping and slid, leaving the burning area where there is no sign of life, moving forward in the city where the lights are shining far away.

After eight years.

The main city of Saka, the streets of the outer city.

"It's time to ship the goods, Bagu!"

"Okay, boss!"

An alien big man with a double-headed head should be able to catch the identification card thrown by the boss and wave his hand, then walk towards the medium-sized spacecraft docked on the street.

The spacecraft was started with the identification card, and the alien star sat in the main driving position, skillfully manipulating the driving equipment, and launching the spacecraft to take off in the wild.

Looking at the colored wormhole outside the windshield, the alien big man licked his lips, revealing some doubts in the dark gray eyes.

Self-contained to control this body, lived on this planet for eight years, and the toxins were forgotten in the burning area that was born at the beginning of the year.

But somehow, every time I look at the wormhole in the sky, there is always a sense of yearning, as if something is calling it.

"It's time to go home and see, toxins."

That voice is so induced.

The venom trembled, hugged his head, and burst into a low-lying pain.

Come back home? Where is its home? What is the meaning of it?

Who can tell it...

‘Oh! ’

At this moment, the wind started, and the garbage slammed from top to bottom on the windshield of the flying ship.

The toxin looked up and saw a wormhole in the sky ahead expanding a little, the thunder and the storm condensed and began to tear into a huge devil's hole.

"It's time to go home, toxins!"

The voice that led it was getting stronger.

As if it were contagious, the toxins stared straight at the time and space wormhole not far away, muttering to himself. "Yes, it is time to go home. It's time to go back... Earth!"

"Earth, Earth!"

The toxins with dark eyes are firm, driving a spaceship, like a moth rushing to the devil's hole.

It doesn't even know where the earth is.

But there is a feeling in the toxins. When you go to the earth, you can answer all your questions!

Today, God suddenly wants to see Marvel.

The release of the foreign articles, tribute to the father of Marvel, Stan Lee.

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