StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Realizing that Shen Qingqing was no ordinary adventurer, Omega became much more cautious in the following days.

Of course, this only strengthened his resolve to recruit her into the group.

After walking inside the 'tower' for a while, a dark staircase suddenly appeared before us.

The stairs are beneath the floor, with only a small opening of about one square meter visible on the ground.

There was no end to the road. Shen Qingqing raised the incendiary stick in her hand and threw it down amidst the terrified and shocked gazes of the seven pirates.

A fire stick? Omega thought of the fire stick that the captain's dog, which sheds fur and costs five hundred dollars, had brought her. So the fire stick was hers.

The burning stick, gleaming with a pale light, thumped and gurgled as it fell, illuminating the scene before their eyes in an instant.

It was a very ordinary stone staircase. Although it was inside a damp 'tower' and located underground, it did not seem to be affected by the humid air. The surface of the stone staircase was not even covered with moss and appeared unusually dry.

The stone wall, also constructed from massive stones, is covered with colorful murals. The lines are rough and blurry, with chaotic red lines forming magical and bizarre patterns on the wall. There is no discernible pattern, and no useful information can be gleaned from the surface.

*Sizzle*... Seeing Shen Qingqing take out a white, spherical object to scan the mural, Omega became even more convinced that there was a powerful and mysterious organization behind her.

Before Shen Qingqing took out the small round ball to collect mural data and uploaded it to the cloud, she checked the completeness of the mural scan as usual before uploading it with peace of mind.

The small sphere in his hand was brought out from the abandoned signal tower in the fourth star system. He had been carrying it with him ever since. After returning to Wangxing for repairs, he discovered that it not only had communication functions but also a recording function, so he simply used it as a personal diary.

Da da da.

Shen Qingqing did not hesitate; her intuition told her that the answer she was looking for might be underground.

Going home is an obsession I can't let go of.

Saving him was out of a sense of responsibility to Wang Xing.

Shen Qingqing, who had already been designated as a top priority by Omega, had no idea that her status in someone's heart had been elevated to an indescribably lofty position.

Following Shen Qingqing into the underground passage, everything around suddenly darkened, becoming pitch black. Even holding a torch or a burning stick seemed to be swallowed by the darkness.

On the other side, Pandoshisha, who had sent Omega out to scout ahead, also stopped.

"!!!"

Seeing Captain Pandoshia raise his hand in a state of alert, the pirates of the Golden Ship were in their throats, unconsciously holding their breath and stiffening their bodies.

They had seen this situation far too many times, and knew how dangerous the situation could be when the captain made that gesture.

For a moment, there was complete silence, with only the crackling sparks from the burning orange torches scattering and gleaming in the darkness.

Captain Pandoshisha never lowered his raised left hand, and his green eyes, besides the light illuminated by the torch, also held a hidden vigilance.

Plop, plop.

The sound of water droplets falling was exceptionally clear in the silence, vibrating into everyone's chest and bringing countless fears and tremors.

Water? That was the first possibility that came to Pandoshisha's mind.

Although it's quite damp here, and there's even moss on the ground, there shouldn't be any water flowing directly down there.

Out of caution, Pandoshisha did not immediately lead his men to charge into battle as usual, but instead stood quietly and waited.

Thirty seconds, one minute, two minutes...

Five agonizing minutes passed, and the pirates remained motionless, like wooden figures.

Even the pirate who was about to feed the dog, Wu Baikuai, was still opening the can. Wu Baikuai, being a purebred dog, also opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and stared longingly at the half-open can.

Plop, plop, plop plop.

The sound continued, but the frequency was much faster than before.

Judging from the sound, it should soon change from a drop of water to a stream.

Pandoshisha pricked up her ears, closed her eyes, and listened carefully to pinpoint the location of the sound.

Finally, he turned his attention to the five hundred dollars.

From the five hundred yuan's open mouth, drops of saliva flowed down the corners of its mouth, pattering onto the ground with a soft, rhythmic sound.

“If you get hungry next time, remember to call out twice,” Pandoshisha sighed helplessly, indicating that the crisis was over. She then took the can of food, opened it with a snap, and placed it on the ground. Watching the five hundred dollars being wolfed down, she thought of something and muttered to herself, “I sent Omega over just now, but I don’t think I gave him a weapon… Oh well, he’s so cunning, he’ll be fine.”

The footsteps faded into the distance, and tiny pollen particles drifted in the air, swirling everywhere with each movement.

"Hey, something's itchy... It smells so good, can you smell something?"

"I smell it, it smells like flowers? But there probably aren't any flowers blooming here."

"Tsk, it smells better and better."

Several pirates walking in front said they smelled a strange fragrance.

It's possible that the pollen contains some kind of numbing effect, which is why they didn't feel anything unusual in their bodies. The itching that was about to rise inside them was masked, and their nervous system temporarily malfunctioned, so that their brains did not transmit external signals and react to their bodies in time.

Upon contact with warm human skin and a quick touch, the tiny vines retreated, continuing to hide as filaments in the moss, in the cracks between bricks, and in the darkness.

The light, floating sensation makes one feel as if they are floating on clouds, achieving an unprecedented level of relaxation from body to mind. The brain releases dopamine, which makes people feel happy, and the central nervous system releases endorphins without restraint, masking pain with pleasure and excitement.

As she got closer, she saw that the three people who were scouting ahead were walking unsteadily and staggering. Without thinking much, Pandoshisha put her hand on one of their shoulders:

"Did you drink too much? I've told you before that you can drink as much as you want when you have plenty of money, but now that we're in the 'Tower,' there's no need for that..."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly stopped, and even his heartbeat slowed down a few beats.

The pirate who was patted on the shoulder turned his face, his neck making a creaking sound as he moved. Then a pale face covered with green mycelium and with sunken eyes appeared before him.

"Ghost!!!"

Pandoshia yelled and instinctively drew her revolver from her waist.

boom!

The pirate, now sporting a skull face, collapsed to the ground.

Pandoshia, still shaken, looked at his trembling subordinate on the ground, hardened his heart, and pulled the trigger again, sending his man into the sky to scout ahead.

Even after seeing the skull-faced man away, Pandoshia was still shaken. The horrifying scene she had just witnessed kept replaying in her mind—the face, and the mycelium that seemed to wriggle beneath the skin like it was alive…

too frightening.

He kept trying to comfort himself.

Before he could calm them down, he heard the pirates behind him speaking cautiously, yet with a hint of nervousness and fear:

"The ship, captain, there's something behind you...something behind you..."