Zerg Achilles

When the fleet hovered and landed, the room shook slightly, making a thin buzzing sound.

You sit up in bed, pat yourself on the face, the voyage is too long, it could be a night, it could be two.

You have some fruit in your room, and a few biscuits, you eat as much as you can, then hide a little, your clothes are torn, but the trousers are still wearable, and you have a mud-yellow coat, The cuffs and elbows were badly frayed, and the material was old, but it was warm, though a little bloody.

You are tired and sleepy, but you can’t sleep, it’s normal, no one in your situation can sleep peacefully, you tie your glass knife to your wrist, when you close your palms, it’s like a A transparent bone spur protruded from the back of the hand.

You regard it as your spiritual pillar, it is not sharp enough, but you have the determination to defend yourself.

You guess that you may have reached your destination, and you can't sit still, so you have to pace back and forth in the room, repeatedly guessing what might happen and how you should respond.

There is a knock on your door, two long knocks and one short knock, very regular, repeated twice.

You jump up from the bed, look around but there is no place to hide, you are a prisoner, you can't open the door, but the knocking on the door continues, the people outside the door regard you as the owner of this room, and stubbornly ask for your permission verbal consent.

In fact you don't want anyone to come in, your own situation is really worrying, you are afraid that the person who will come will be Zakbai, or someone like Zakbai, you want to be alone.

But now the knocking continues, and it's up to you to decide whether to open the door.

The five senses of the male are quite keen, and your nose is also very sensitive. You approach the door and smell a bit of turpentine. Long and short.

The movement outside the door disappears, you seem to hear laughter, and then the door clicks open.

You don't know how long you've been locked up. The room is not dark and well ventilated, but you feel alive when you feel the wind blowing in from the corridor.

Kuntu is standing at the door. He is a little taller and stronger than you. His expression is cold, but his posture is very relaxed.

"Good morning, little one."

Your face is haggard and gloomy, and you can't say it's good from anywhere. He was surprised by your poor mental state, and he tilted his head and looked into the room, a little strange.

You are alone in your room.

"Let's go."

Kuntu's expression became a little subtle, he invited you to go with him, and you followed him, but he suddenly grabbed your wrist, and then, ignoring your struggle, untied the tightly bound glass knife from your wrist .

"You don't need this."

He's hard, cold, and indifferent to your anger.

Disturbed and frustrated by the loss of your weapon of defense, you fought hard against Quinto, trying to wrest the knife from his hand.

"I warn you."

Of course you didn't listen, honestly you were too scared, the stress and tension made a string in your head, when your support was taken away, you started to panic, you wanted to get it back, you know your The behavior is not very rational, but you really don't have time to think now.

Kuntu looked at you as if he was looking at a rambunctious puppy. He simply wrapped you up tightly with a coat and put it on his shoulders. You kicked him, and Kuntu grabbed your kicked calf. : "If you move again, I will throw you to Zakbai."

You are deeply impressed by this name, like a lamb afraid of wolves, you shivered and dared not move again, Kuntu sneered, resisted you and got off the attack ship.

The sound of the whistling wind, the sound of rumbling water, and the unimpeded sunlight filling the world in your ears, you can smell the thick water vapor and the smell of soil.

When you look up, you can see the fleet hovering and landing in the deep mountains and wilderness, the star thieves are carrying supplies back and forth, you can see the dense and cold tall jungle not far away, and you can see the dandelions growing vigorously on the broad grassland , at your feet is a cliff, the gray and white mountain rock pours out the torrent of water, roaring and stirring, rushing towards the deep valley.

You turned your head in a daze. Under the cliff, there is a forest sea of ​​ten thousand acres. The strong wind blows through the forest, just like the sea wind blowing up waves.

Kuntu put you on the ground, and one of your feet sank into the dense moss. When you lifted your foot, water seeped out of the moss, leaving a small deep puddle where you stepped.

You don't know where you are, but you can be sure that you have never seen such an ancient and lush forest in any form, through any medium, which seems to have existed for thousands of years.

You feel silence, silence is the hardest thing you feel right now, but your heart does tell you so.

You are at a loss.

There are many star thieves around you, they are unloading supplies in a hurry, and they have to beware of the box being blown down by the mountain wind.

"Stay well. Of course, you can also try to escape." Kuntu rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to help move things. The Star Thieves' fleet stayed on the top of the mountain, but it seemed that they were still some distance away from their destination.

No one is watching over you.

He smiled at you: "I guess you have no experience of living here, so I can tell you kindly."

He pointed to the jungle behind you, where all kinds of wild flowers bloomed densely: "There is a small red bug in the flower, if you bite your arm and leg, it will be broken. You can try to escape, anyway, even if your arm If the leg is broken, Xiaogougou can still be used, which is more convenient."

He doesn't seem worried at all, he seems so relaxed, you're not sure if he's telling the truth, you do feel like running away.

You left the prison and came to the wilderness. The star thieves around you didn't pay special attention to you, and you didn't see Zakbai. This is the best escape condition, but it is more like a trap.

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Ah, a late update~