The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

The sun shines on the surviving owners.

The pregnant woman had a big belly and was pale, but still alive.

She stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight and watched the huge insects gradually transform into human forms.

The young people were talking and laughing, calculating what they had gained this time.

It's so unreal.

The pregnant woman touched her belly and found that both the baby and she were still alive.

"The baby in your belly is still a human being. It hasn't turned into a monster at all. The Oil-Stealing Woman is just exaggerating." Patriarch Tatian handed the photo to the pregnant woman.

The pregnant woman took the photo. There was no dark energy on her in the photo. Even the baby in her belly was curled up, with the word "human" written on a small label.

"But when I lived in the apartment before, I really turned into a monster."

The pregnant woman retorted subconsciously.

But what answered her was a small pistol.

There was no magazine or bullets, and there was an empty slot on the gun body. Patriarch Tatian waved his hand lazily and said, "If this gun starts to charge, it means there is a monster next to you. When the charge is complete, just kill the monster. What are you afraid of?"

Yes, what are you afraid of?

All the young people left.

Out of the dust and smoke emerged a large, fully armed official rescue team.

They didn't confiscate the gun in her hand, but everyone looked at her with envy: "Ma'am, please come with me to verify your identity. We will send you home later."

Other players have gone home to log on.

Only the cat's meow came, and suddenly hundreds of missed calls appeared on the phone, to the point where it made me feel dizzy just by looking at them.

She coughed lightly, cleared her throat, and called back: "Wai? Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"You dead girl, you are going to scare grandpa to death. If something happens to you in the weird area, how am I going to explain to your parents? How am I going to live?" The old man's heart was still pounding as he spoke.

His whole body was shaking slightly, and he could hardly hold the cane in his hand steadily.

"Hey, now everything is fine." The cat purred and lowered its head. "Master, don't be angry. I'm alive and well, and I made a lot of money this time. I swear, all my actions were carried out under the condition that I was absolutely safe, really."

"Then come back soon. Grandpa wants to see the three weapons you took out."

The cat purred: "......?"

"What? Are you afraid that I will take your things? I just want to do some research."

At the same time, the sound of the old man's walking stick hitting the ground could be heard.

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you right now. I have to go back to play games later. Grandpa, you have to return it to me after you're done studying it. I spent a lot of money to have it custom-made."

……

Zhao Li's laboratory.

"Doctor, something big has happened." Xing Beichen has grown a lot taller than when he first entered the game.

He walked into the laboratory wearing a white coat.

At this time, Zhao Li was analyzing the data of the demonized insect skin.

The Rhine King Zerg cannot understand the data and can only scream that humans are messing around, and that the Zerg's original state is the most perfect.

Zhao Li completely treated its sound as background music.

Until Xing Beichen rushed in.

Zhao Li raised his head and looked at him in confusion. The laboratory was on Blue Star, and players were queuing up for surgery every day. What big deal could it be?

"I've run out of insect skins."

"Finished?" Zhao Li stood up suddenly.

how is this possible.

What is stored in his laboratory are the worker insects left behind by the Rhine King worms.

The Rhine King was also a second-level king insect back then, with millions of worker insects.

Although he couldn't take all of them away, he took away at least hundreds of thousands of insects and stored them in the laboratory. Even if some of them were used during the targeted experiments in the Interstellar Alliance, there were at least nearly 100,000 left.

Is it finished now?

Zhao Li clicked on the experimental data, and records of hundreds of thousands of experiments flashed before his eyes.

The virtual keyboard made a crackling sound.

The cylindrical nutrient tanks in the entire laboratory were all empty.

"So how many orders do you have now?" Zhao Li's face turned pale.

His communicator also started beeping frantically at this time.

There was a lot of noise outside the laboratory door.

[Doctor, someone is knocking on the door. It's working hours now. Should I open the door? ] AI asked.

"Why open the door? Open the door. Didn't they say there was a new important task? Didn't they all go out to watch? Why did they come back again?" Zhao Li was very panicked now.

The AI was prompting frantically, and now the entire laboratory was surrounded by players.

At the factory, Lin Qiu pressed his face against the glass and tried hard to look inside.

"What's going on? I made an appointment to come here today to change the insect skin."

"Why aren't you open yet, Xing Beichen? This is the time I made an appointment with you."

"Wow, the offline game has exploded. Now the insect skin and demon transformation can be used to log off the line. Hahahaha, I was always worried about the global weird invasion, but I didn't expect the game to have this trick."

"Yeah, me too. If I had known this, I would have saved money to buy insect skins earlier. It's so hard to get an appointment for surgery now. Why is the door of this laboratory still closed? Does the doctor have something to do today?"

"The doctor stopped operating himself two or three months ago. Xing Beichen is the only one doing the surgeries. I also made an appointment for today. Why aren't they open yet? I'll give him a call and check."

"I can't get through. The guy showed up busy last night."

Nearly six hundred players made appointments for surgery in one day.

At this time, six or seven hundred people gathered at the door of the laboratory, talking in a buzzing voice.

This immediately aroused the curiosity of other players. Moreover, after the offline events were exposed, the players all planned to make an appointment to exchange the insect skins first. As a result, there were suddenly fewer people at the Dark Tree.

After all, everyone wants to change into insect skin first and then become a demon.

But now, the door of the laboratory suddenly wouldn't open.

Sweat dripped from Zhao Li's forehead. He turned around and glanced at Xing Beichen.

Xing Beichen's eyes were clear and his smile was pure: "Doctor, what should we do?"

How to do?

"I don't have any insect nest now, and it's impossible for me to create new insect skins for you. Don't try to target me!" The Rhine King Insect interrupted Zhao Li before he could speak.

Zhao Li sighed: "How could I not know your situation?"

"Xing Beichen, contact the Crow Priest and see if he can come back and send me some Zerg. I want adult worker Zergs."

"Okay." Xing Beichen went to send the message obediently. Zhao Li found an A4 paper and wrote a handwritten note to suspend business, imitating the leave notes posted at the doors of players' shops he had seen before.

Open the door and stick it on.

There was a huge crowd of people, and Zhao Li quickly shrank back.

At this time, the Crow Priest was digging the ground with the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive.

A large field ridge was flat and smooth. The Crow Priest straightened up and wiped the sweat off his face: "Mah, sow the seeds! Sow!"