Alien space

There were three clansmen who were assimilated by Brooks, and counting the clansmen who died of other conditions, there were seven in total.

The remaining number of aliens is 130 five.

Brooks died more than [-] people in this incident.

The number is much larger than that of other races.

The next battle will not come soon.

After all, no matter how many Brooks there are, they cannot afford such loss.

Furthermore, the era of oblivion is coming.

The reproduction of creatures is about to begin.

As for aliens...

"My brother went to the appointment yesterday."

Although Qing is only 19 years old, he has already reached the marriageable age for foreigners.

From one or two dynasties ago, he was often assigned to meet various women.

Of course, none of them became with him.

"He seldom gets in touch with people, let alone women, and with his mouth, his face is cold and smelly, who dares to have a close friendship with him! Which girl would like him!"

"All in all, he made him cry again, and the girl couldn't get angry, so she beat him."

"The problem is, it didn't hit me, my brother dodged! It's fine for him to dodge, and even sneered. The girl became even more angry and started to get serious. In the end, the two of them fought. The whole process , my brother won't give in at all, he doesn't have the slightest grace!"

Chen Jianchu was speechless for a moment.

"You said that a big man won't do anything if he is beaten once. Why would he fight back! Wouldn't it be fine if he was beaten once? Now it's all right, he was demoted to be punished again."

After confiding in one breath, I feel much more comfortable.

"Are you also trying to reproduce?"

Chen Jianchu asked.

Sheng said: "That's not true. In fact, not all species reproduce in the sky, but most of them."

So, this is just a rough general term.

"When will you go..." Chen Jianchu couldn't find any suitable words for a while, hesitated for a moment, and said evasively, "Participate."

"me?"

Pointing at himself, he meditated for a while.

Said: "I don't know either, let's see what they arrange."

Sheng didn't seem to care much about it.

"Does it matter who you're with?"

Turning around, he looked at Chen Jianchu strangely.

"Of course not, but feelings still have to be cultivated. If you really can't cultivate them, then just make do with them. Isn't it all for reproduction anyway?"

The existence of species is nothing more than survival and reproduction.

In fact, everyone is no different.

Chen Jianchu fell silent, and after a while, he raised his eyes and asked.

"Is there anyone you like?"

"No." Sheng thought for a while, "But I made an appointment with a playmate with me before. If we don't meet someone we like in the end, then we will be together."

Chen Jianchu looked at him.

She smiled embarrassedly: "But she is dead, we can't be together anymore, and there is someone she likes behind her, and the person she likes is also dead."

"..."

"By the way, why are you asking this?"

"Do you have someone you like?"

With a grin, he put his face in front of Chen Jianchu.

"No."

Chen Jianchu denied it.

"You lied, your heart beats differently."

Chen Jianchu opened his eyes, expressionless.

Sheng Sheng stretched out his hand to pull him, and said, "Oh, don't be shy, tell me quickly, I won't tell others."

Chen Jianchu couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Why did he ask such a thing.

What he's doing now is really stupid.

Love really makes people IQ lower.

"Is it in the main space?"

asked loudly.

Before he mentioned coming to the foreign race, Chen Jianchu quickly admitted: "Yeah."

Otherwise, he really can't guarantee whether he will reveal his secrets.

Seeing that Chen Jianchu responded to him, he got excited and said excitedly: "Is she pretty? Is she gentle or lively? Is her voice nice? Is she clingy? Do you like to sleep alone or two?"

After receiving Chen Jianchu's cold eyes, he stopped silently.

"Then I'll ask one?"

Sheng raised a finger cautiously, and smiled flatteringly.

Chen Jianchu was speechless.

Knowing that Chen Jianchu had relaxed, he agreed to a question.

He was afraid that Chen Jianchu would regret it, so he stopped asking, and quickly said, "Does she like you?"

Chen Jianchu took a breath.

He shook his head.

"Ah..." The tone of the voice was very regretful.

"Then does she like anyone else?"

"do not know."

"Then she really doesn't have any feelings for you?"

"No."

"What do you like about her?"

Chen Jianchu didn't speak, but squinted at him.

He choked.

He asked a total of three questions, and now it's the fourth, completely exceeding one question.

"Hahaha, sorry sorry."

He scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Chen Jianchu didn't speak, but got up and walked forward.

The voice hurriedly followed, trying to enlighten this beloved friend.

"It doesn't matter, Chu, there are many beautiful girls in our foreign race, and they are definitely no worse than your main department. If she doesn't like you, then you can find someone else to like you. You are not bad in appearance, so there is no shortage of people to like you!"

"Isn't love just coming and going? If it doesn't work, it's the next one. There's no need to be too sad, you can't let it go."

If Chen Jianchu didn't know how loud his voice was, he would never have been intimate with a girl.

His words are likely to misunderstand him.

Of course, he knew that Sheng wanted to comfort him, so he said these words.

Unconsciously, the gloomy mood is a little clear.

Come and run after the butterfly.

Noticing that the two had gone far away, they hurriedly chased after them.

"Mo went out." The voice muttered, "I don't know where I went."

For several miles around, there was no breath or sound of him.

However, the sound condensed his mind.

"Wait a minute, there is Zhuan Weng stealing something!"

After the words fell, the voice flashed into Mo's room.

Chen Jianchu stepped forward to catch up.

Before entering the door, Chen Jianchu heard some movement.

He pulled out the blade first, and a gray figure rushed out.

Ding--

The blade pierced through Zhu Weng's hind legs, plunged into the mud, and made a crisp sound.

Zhu Weng seemed to be planning to break his leg and escape, but Chen Jianchu directly cut off its claws with another dagger.

When the sound came out of Mo's room, Chen Jianchu was opening Zhu Weng's mandible, taking out the object it had taken, without giving it any chance to swallow it.

—that was a phalanx.

"It's a good thing you stopped me, otherwise Mo would be so angry."

He patted his chest, thankfully.

boom.

The core organs of Zhu Weng on the ground exploded, and thick blood overflowed from his slender body.

After killing Zhu Weng with a voice, he immediately started to dispose of the corpse.

"Clean your finger bones quickly and put them back in the wooden box in the house, don't let him know!"

Chen Jianchu went in without knowing it, but he did it anyway.

This was the first time Chen Jianchu entered Mo's house.

In the past, they used to make utensils in other rooms, and they didn't sleep together. Besides, Chen Jianchu didn't have the hobby of spying on other people's privacy, so it's normal that they haven't been here.

At this moment, after Zhu Weng's destruction, Mo's house became a mess.

Chen Jianchu saw a pitted wooden box on the ground.

Can't hide it.

Not only wooden boxes, quilts, tables and chairs, but even the ground has several holes.

Zhu Weng, similar to the existence of mice.

Obviously, its evil deeds and destructive ability are much more serious than that of rats.

"Voice."

Chen Jianchu yelled at the empty room.

If this is placed in modern times, it will be exchanged for a mentally retarded look.

"Why are you calling me?"

Almost at the moment Chen Jianchu's voice fell, the voice responded.

"The scene was severely damaged, and it is not that simple to restore it."

It cannot be resolved in a short while.

"Ah! I'm so annoying, this bastard will only add to the chaos!"

His voice was full of anger, and he seemed to kick the corpse viciously.

Chen Jianchu thought for a while and said, "I know what to do."

"Ah?" The voice was blank, "What can I do? Do you know how to weave quilts?"

"will not."

"No, how can I save it?"

"You should bury Zhu Weng first."

"I'll bury it's whole family! I won't bury it, I'll pull it to feed the goshawks!"

When Sheng Sheng came back in a hurry, Chen Jianchu was peeling wooden sticks.

"What are you doing? Where's the finger bone?"

Chen Jianchu: "It's in the pocket."

"Don't lose it! No scratches!"

A solemn statement.

"know."

As Chen Jianchu answered, he cut the chipped wood into blocks.

"You still haven't said what you're doing?"

Sheng Sheng went to see the extent of the damage to Bianmo's house in detail, and he walked around anxiously.

"Make a wooden box."

Sheng Sheng realized what he wanted to do, and couldn't help saying: "What's the use of what you did? It's all different from the original."

Chen Jianchu: "Do your best to reproduce."

Sheng: "How can it be so easy to make exactly the same."

Chen Jianchu: "How do you know if you don't try? Isn't this phalange very important to him?"

He choked: "It's very important."

Chen Jianchu: "Pay attention to his movements, if he comes back before the wooden box is finished, you can drag him."

Voice: "OK."

Chen Jianchu didn't speak again, he compared the structure of the old wooden box and concentrated on carving.

Sheng Sheng had nothing to do, he wanted to clean up the mess, but it was useless to clean it up, it would be better not to clean it up, it would be more natural.

In the end, Sheng could only squat by the side with Lai Lai, watching Chen Jianchu's sculpture.

"I didn't expect you to do this."

He sighed with emotion.

"I've done manual work before."

Chen Jianchu didn't raise his eyes, and his subordinates continued to move.

"Handmade?" The voice was confused, "What is that?"

"Like weaving clothes, it's a kind of handwork."

"Oh—" the voice understood, "What did you do with handwork before?"

"make money."

"Money? What's that?"

"Over there, money can be exchanged for food, clothing, and houses. The amount of money that needs to be exchanged for each item is different. It is an exchange of equal value."

"Wow! It seems very powerful."

Chen Jianchu didn't say a word, and mortified and tenoned the wooden block.

"Aside from manual work, is there anything else that can make money?"

"Yes, there are too many ways to send people to a certain place in exchange for money, and to sing and perform in exchange for income. I can't list them all."

"It's so interesting, it feels like everything can be exchanged for money."

The sound is extremely admirable.

"I also want to make money."

He clenched his fist and said.

Chen Jianchu pulled the corner of his lower lip and said, "Money is not that easy to earn, it just sounds easy."

"Is that so..."

The voice rested on his cheek.

In his mind, he was conceiving one picture after another.

Until his fantasy is interrupted.

"Mo is back!"

He stood up abruptly.

The wooden box Chen Jianchu has already finished, the only difference is the color and wear marks.

"How long has he been here?"

Chen Jianchu's tone was calm, he didn't lose his temper.

"There is still a distance, I will drag him first."

When you speak, you must act.

Chen Jianchu stopped him.

"No, I'm almost fine."

In fact, there is a certain risk in holding Mo Mo, that is, it will arouse his suspicion, and this trick can only be used when there is no other choice.

Chen Jianchu's hands were quick, and one after another notch appeared on the surface of the box. He squeezed out the juice from some strange plants, smeared it on the surface of the box, quickly wiped off the excess juice, and let the wooden box dry naturally.

The juice dried quickly, Chen Jianchu took out a piece of cloth handkerchief from his pocket, took out the wrapped finger bone, refolded it with the original silk scarf, and put it in.

When closing the wooden box, Chen Jianchu paused.

He stretched out his hand to mess up the silk scarf, exposing his finger bones, and then closed the wooden box.

"Why are you making a mess?"

Puzzled.

Chen Jianchu glanced at it and said, "It's not right if it's too regular."

Suddenly realized.

If possible, Chen Jianchu would also like to smash the wooden box to damage the wooden box, and the phalanx inside would be along with it, so as to reduce the probability of being discovered.

But the phalanges inside are precious, so he can't smash them at will.

If he is discovered, he will be discovered. Everything he can think about and do can be done.

"Do you know where the wooden box is?"

"I only know the approximate location."

"That's enough."

Mo came back, and he noticed something strange from afar.

The smell of Zhu Weng still remains a little.

Mo immediately rushed back to his room, the whole room was in a mess, and there were two people standing in the room.

"What are you doing here?"

Mo's voice was a bit depressing and hoarse, and his eyes searched the house.

Finally locked on the wooden box.

He walked over quickly, opened the wooden box, and saw the silk scarf covering the phalanges scattered, his heart clenched.

Fortunately, the finger bones were not lost.

He can only be so thankful.

"It's a good thing we came back in time, otherwise we don't know how long that old man will make trouble."

Described vividly and vividly.

"We are worrying about how to clean up for you. You came back just right. How do you want to clean up? We will help you clean up together."

Mo just stared at the sound and asked, "Did Weng Zhu touch this wooden box?"

"I don't know, probably not."

The sound was frightened by him, and he became nervous.

Fortunately, he can control his volume to be stable and normal without any abnormalities.

Mo looked at Chen Jianchu who was not emotionally disturbed again, his tense nerves relaxed, and he said, "Thank you, I will pack things myself."

"Is there really no need for help?"

"Need not."

"Alright then, let's go."

As soon as the sound was far away from Mo's room, he grabbed Chen Jianchu and tried to lower his voice.

"Scared me to death. Did you see that his eyes looked like he was about to eat people?"

Chen Jianchu was fine, he was so trembling without making a sound.

"That phalanx belongs to his wife?"

Chen Jianchu asked.

Hearing what Chen Jianchu said, he tightened his hand.

Sheng Sheng looked around, eavesdropped on Mo's movement, and after confirming that there was no problem, he was relieved, and carefully used the ability to transmit sound.

"Yes."

Chen Jianchu remembered that his wife was eaten by Trabulva.

Moreover, Mo once said that Torabulva eats everything except fur.

So it is not difficult to imagine why his wife has only one phalanx left.

"When Mosha passed, only this phalanx was left in Trabulva's mouth. They digested it quickly, and the phalanx that was not swallowed was her last existence."

inside the house.

Mo didn't have the heart to clean up the messy house.

He rubbed his finger bones lightly, his usual solemn face relaxed, his eyes slightly caring.

He looked carefully and seriously.

Until an extremely faint, hard to see scratch was reflected on his retina.

- Tooth marks!

He saw at a glance the cause of the trace.

No one knows better than him what kind of marks tooth marks will leave, and no one knows how many gaps there are on the phalanx.

Mo turned his head to look outside the house.