Chapter 217 Eat it all It is eating greedily
We won with fewer troops and fought an extremely beautiful blitzkrieg, so of course we have to celebrate it.
For Bai Ling, this can not only boost the morale of the entire army, but also allow everyone to relax from the tense mood. Why not do it?
And with no enemies lurking on the seabed, the drunk birds can finally fall into their warm blankets and have a good sleep.
In his previous life, Commander Bai was short of money, but he still paid for meat and wine for the soldiers out of his own pocket.
Now with a generous sponsor, the food standard for the celebration party is close to the highest level in the interstellar space, and is consistent with the old imperial military in its heyday.
In addition to this, they also added extra meals.
Under the dual effects of volcanoes and explosives, the seabed was overturned, and colorful coral fragments floated up and swayed with the waves. Under the waves, many soldiers were cruising. They pulled up the net bags that covered the sky and collected the cooked grouper, mantis shrimp, scallops, oysters, giant squid, etc., and sent them all to the cafeteria. Then the bionic men put them into large buckets and brought them to the buffet.
Every meal has seafood barbecue, spicy, garlic, steamed, chopped pepper...it's like a god's life.
After eating it for three days, Bai Ling got a sore throat.
When I turned around and saw the mermaid, I murmured in my heart: I won’t eat it anymore, I won’t eat it anymore, I can’t eat seafood anymore…
Both mouths were swollen from eating so much.
I feel numb.
For others, it is easier to invite fish than to send it. Originally she was supposed to leave after two days, but the mermaid stayed for three, four, five, six, seven, or eight days as if nothing had happened.
It’s okay to stay, but the mermaid main character is everywhere and haunts you like a ghost.
The structure of the fortress is complex, with twenty elevators alone and an even greater number of fully open entrances and exits. There are different types of troops stationed on each floor, and it is easy to get lost if you walk around too much.
Bai Ling went back and forth between the airport command center and the fortress. Sometimes when the engineers salvaged large pieces of debris from the Starfish base, he would go to the scene to take a look.
When he came back after confirmation and was walking alone in the silent corridor, a hand with blue veins reached out silently and dragged him, who was left alone, into the blind spot of the surveillance camera. She covered his mouth tightly with her pale palm, breathed close to him, and her lips skillfully pushed open the collar of his neat military uniform.
Then I felt a chill on the back of my neck, and a scarlet tongue suddenly licked the gland that had already scabbed over. He tasted it deeply, bit it hard, and sucked it with great desire. The hissing sound like a snake spitting out its tongue made him sweat all over, his toes cramped, and he got goose bumps all over his body with panic.
The salvage team will be here soon.
He was at a loss, struggling to decide whether to call a halt or seal off this layer first.
But soon, the feeling behind him faded away. Bai Ling turned around and wanted to grab his hand, but the fish had already left quickly.
The tail twists so fast, this bad fish. No shadow was seen.
This is the second time this has happened in the past three days.
Bai Ling didn't take it seriously, because the smell of the pheromone was undoubtedly Yu Chen's. Besides, apart from the greedy devil, it is impossible for any other alpha to be so bold as to attack him.
I just don't know what's wrong with this fish. Why does it suddenly like to play this kind of ambush game? Bai Ling had no idea what was so fun about it, because based on his personality, he would never resist.
The mermaid didn’t even have the chance to say “No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out”.
It will be frustrating.
Bai Ling found it difficult to comment on the husband's new hobby.
Before dinner, Yu Chen came to see him as usual.
Yu Chen, wearing a black postman's mask, knocked twice on the open door of the office, then walked in naturally and locked the door. He pulled the mask with one hand, and held the back of Bai Ling's head with the other hand, and kissed the bird approaching him deeply with his lips covered with slightly salty water vapor.
Bai Ling smelled the smell of pig iron on him and wondered where this guy got the canned food again. He was a food addict and would not eat canned food. He only licked my tongue and was a very picky eater.
His cheeks turned red from the kiss, and as usual, he nibbled his neck.
It's not a common practice among AOs, but a little habit between the two of them. As an alpha, the mermaid is already quite restrained. His daily caresses of females are not rough, but mostly carry the meaning of examining his territory.
So at this time, he would always symbolically kiss Bai Ling's skin on the back of his neck, leaving his scent as a strong mark of his territory.
Bai Ling knew his habit and was willing to indulge it, so he tilted his head to allow a large area of neck skin to be within his sight.
The mermaid curled her lips, and wrapped her arms around his waist contentedly, burying her fluffy blond head deep into him, grinding her itchy teeth against his soft flesh, licking it but not biting it.
Taking advantage of the posture, Bai Ling passed his hand through his armpit and patted his arched broad back twice, "Okay, bite it, you greedy ghost, I will be bitten by you a few times every day anyway."
"How many times?" Yu Chen raised his face.
"Don't deny it," Bai Ling said unhappily, as if he saw through her. "You just attacked me in the corridor. I wanted to call you, but you ran away."
Now that I think about it, it was really too much. He was so concerned about his own pleasure that he didn't even bother turning his face away to kiss him.
The arms around the waist tightened suddenly, and the force became very strong. Yu Chen lowered his head, and his gaze as he looked down at Bai Ling became cold and meaningful. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked slowly:
"You mean, 'I' ate you while I was away?"
What weird talk.
Bai Ling's pupils slightly widened, and for a moment he couldn't understand the logic in his words.
"I" When I'm not around, where do the two me's come from?
"What do you mean?" Bai Ling's mind was in a mess, as if his brain had run dry. He grasped the mermaid's shirt in confusion, "It wasn't you who was being intimate with me just now?"
It seemed... it seemed true. I only felt the hand and tongue just now, and not the whole body sticking to me like usual.
Could it be——
"I got the wrong person... No, 'he' has your pheromones, there's no way I could have made a mistake!"
Facing his rapid breathing and confusion, Yu Chen's first reaction was not to question him, but to relax a little, change to a softer hug, lower his head and kiss his earlobe soothingly:
"I'm not wrong, don't think too much, baby, baby..."
He kissed him to calm him down a little, then leaned against Bird's cheek and whispered, "Leave it to me, don't worry."
"But..." Bai Ling wanted to explain in panic.
She gently pressed her long fingers on his dry, impatiently opened lips, and said "hush" softly, her voice as gentle as coaxing a baby startled by the branches outside the window in the middle of the night:
"Baby, you don't need to confess anything to me. Instead, I have to apologize to you in advance. I was careless and it was my fault. Now, please forget about this for a while and go to the cafeteria for dinner. I asked them to make your favorite lemon mousse cake. When I come back later, we can have two pieces together, okay?"
Perhaps it was because his description was clear and contained a peaceful visual experience, Bai Ling's disordered heartbeat barely returned to normal. He was still full of doubts, but finally nodded, opened the door, and walked slowly towards the cafeteria.
Yu Chen stared at his thin and lonely back, his expression changing from gentle, stable and calm to cold, harsh and sinister.
He is very protective of his food.
Never allow anyone to touch his rations without permission.
And this is a banned death list.
Including himself.
The fortress built by the Corvidae family is like a huge nest, interconnected in all directions and convenient for hiding dirt and filth. If the nerve line wants to grow after it is separated from the main body, it must take in a lot of energy, such as -
Kicking the door open with a big bucket in his arms, the bionic man working in the cafeteria's kitchen walked in to look for the last pile of seafood.
There’s nothing we can do. The food in front was eaten too fast and there’s no supply at all. Fortunately, he remembered that there was still a batch of them stored here, in the innermost cold storage.
As he kicked the door, there was a loud noise in the cold storage.
Like a mountain of stacked goods collapsing, a string of oysters rolled down from the seafood pile and all the way to the feet of the bionic man.
"Really? I've told you so many times that seafood should be placed in boxes... who piled them out again and made them everywhere?"
The android complained in a highly anthropomorphic tone about the scene scanned by the camera. He put down the barrel and prepared to pick up a bucket of oysters to give to the hungry soldiers.
But when he picked it up, it was empty.
Change one.
Still empty.
Is the quality of this batch not good?
The bionic man climbed up the hill of seafood shells, trying to find something fresh higher up. When he climbed over the "top of the mountain", he suddenly heard a clear swallowing sound.
There shouldn't be anyone in the cold storage.
Artificial cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"……who?"
He carefully stretched his head, looked over the "mountain top", and peered to the other side with his glass eyeballs... Then, his infrared sensor saw in the dark corner -
An arm and a forked tongue sticking out from between two lips.
It is eating voraciously.
The sucking sound is produced by the licking of the tongue.
The tongue stuck out from the lips, as if hanging on a picture frame, because there was nothing outside the two thin scarlet lips.
No face.
At this moment, the pointed tongue paused and slowly turned around.
Its snake-like structure enables it to analyze odors in the air using only its tongue coating.
It smelled the kitchen fumes on the android's rubber shoes.
The rustling sound, which was beyond the range of normal human hearing, whispered again.
...seems... edible...eatable...
...keep eating...get stronger...kill them all...
...eat it!
The bionic man watched helplessly as the half-arm, like a horrible reptile, rushed towards him unexpectedly along the mountain of empty seafood shells.
He was so frightened that he trembled all over, lost his balance, and fell backwards. He didn't even care about his head hitting the corner of the table. He propped himself up with his hands and crawled, screaming and trying to run away.
"Help—there's a ghost!"
Rushing to the door, he was blocked by a darker shadow.
The android looked up in despair and saw the man's eerily gorgeous face in the backlight. He glanced over, and a hint of imperceptible annoyance flashed across his forest green eyes.
"Eat like this." he said.
The bionic man's pupils widened, and the processor finally recognized who it was. He hurriedly hugged his thigh and begged for help, "Mr. D, save me, there are things in here that are not human, let's tell Bai Si--"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Because the elegant and gentle Mr. D had already inserted his fingers deep into his skull.
He opened it calmly, took a look, pinched out the bionic man's memory chip with two fingers, and crushed it into pieces in his palm.
As his hands loosened, broken pieces of precision components fell from between his fingers, and the bionic man with a split head opened his eyes wide and fell straight to the right to the ground.
He glanced at the android and calmly gave his reason: "Seeing dirty things will pollute your database."
The original intention of creating the household bionic man is to create a better world, but he cannot come into contact with such things, as it will exceed his moral values.
Then the door slid slowly closed behind him, and the shadows under his feet slowly disappeared. He blended into the darkness, walked slowly up the empty mountain, grabbed the half arm, and pulled the tongue.
Within his control, Spirit Silk was as obedient as a dog.
The two mental threads were pinched by Yu Chen, and the original mimicry failed, instantly revealing their original form - two cortical nerves that were much thicker than before.
But there are also parts that have not changed back, such as the smell vomeronasal organ connected to the mouth.
This shows that some of its cells have begun to undergo advanced differentiation.
Yu Chen turned it over and found burn marks on one end.
This was what he had done when he was cleaning the morning before.
But it was obvious that since his strength had increased again, the spiritual thread could no longer be burned by ordinary fire.
They must have climbed out of the stove while he wasn't paying attention, wandered around in the chimney, and then luckily fell into the cold storage and feasted on it. Nerves can absorb substances through cells. They grow rapidly and achieve partial differentiation, thus simulating simple organs and going out to steal more delicious "food".
His bird.
Yu Chen pondered for a moment, feeling somewhat relieved after realizing it belatedly. Fortunately, Bai Ling did not look up at the ceiling at that time, otherwise he would have seen the tongue and arm connected by a string, hanging down like bacon.
You will have nightmares.
My baby will definitely be scared and have a nightmare.
I'm a terrible guardian.
He curled his lips slightly in an ambiguous manner with a very tender expression, but the next second, two nerves were crushed and blue blood splashed all over his hands and body.
The nerves were still partially dead, struggling and wailing in his palms, twisting their limbs like earthworms, begging the great Lord to spare their lives.
...You are me and I am you...
...Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi...Yifas...
...We are your mycelium...Do you remember, we ate meat together...
He heard it and chuckled strangely.
"Go say hello to my gastric juice."
As he spoke, he stood on the top of a mountain of empty seafood shells, raised his head and swallowed the two nerve cords with an indifferent expression as he chewed and swallowed, just as if he had stood on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood many years ago, devouring his brothers and sisters.
After all, the best way to deal with it harmlessly is -
Eat it.
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