Chapter 113 Moth (Part 4)
The moth perched on Mingyu's neck moved.
The high-level Black Tide creature smiled. The moth obeyed his command and no longer just hovered on Mingyu's skin, but burrowed into it.
Its body was pressed into a thin piece under Mingyu's skin and became flat.
It did not transform into a pool of black energy like the moth in the banquet hall before, corroding Mingyu's body, but was just like a finely engraved tattoo.
A movable tattoo.
The moth tattoo's tentacles extended outward, producing several thinner filaments. These pierced Mingyu's blood vessels, climbing upwards, and into Mingyu's spiritual realm...
The black tide energy medicine blocked the energy threads from corroding the body, but the infiltration of external energy still caused a tingling sensation in Mingyu's brain.
A look of pain appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound of weakness.
Just as the black tide's energy had penetrated the spiritual realm, reaching down to the bottom, it touched those spiritual threads that had been suppressed by drugs and were dormant and unable to be mobilized, as if to infect and assimilate them...
“…”
Unable to be assimilated. Mingyu was a little dazed by the severe pain. But this thought immediately appeared in his mind.
Rather than being assimilated by the Kuroshio's energy, it would be better to devour them...
The bright blue mental thread could not move, but under Mingyu's urging, it followed its devouring instinct and absorbed a bit of the black tide energy attached to the mental thread into it.
The spiritual thread that absorbed the black tide's energy regained some vitality, and the end moved weakly.
"No need to resist." Albin didn't know about the strange phenomenon in Mingyu's spiritual realm.
Another moth landed on Ming Yudao's neck. Albin pushed the distressed young man in front of the mirror and showed him the pattern on his neck.
Mingyu: “…”
He felt sick.
However, his mental activity was gradually increasing due to the additional energy input.
When you're hungry, you can eat anything, no matter how disgusting the food. Mingyu pursed his lips tightly, disgusted, yet also waiting for more moths to input energy into his spiritual realm.
"Don't like it?" Albin observed his expression and said slowly, "It's okay. I will control your mind, but I won't carry out the process to the end... That person will never tolerate you becoming my descendant. He will personally transform you into the highest level Black Tide creature..."
"It's a shame you'll remain human for now."
"Don't feel bad for those people," Albin said casually. "Let's take a look at this."
The caregiver standing at the bedroom door walked straight forward, bent down, lifted the mattress on the bed, and took out a thin chip storage box.
Another moth flew from his eye and melted the electronic lock on the storage box.
Mingyu stared at the nurse's empty left eye socket, his brain working rapidly.
All the caregiver's actions were controlled by the moth in his body, by Albin... or rather, by the black tide creature in Albin's body.
The caregivers were invaded long before the party started...what about Albin?
When was it? The last Kuroshio Day? From where? Labyrinth Star?
Mingyu still remembers the scene where Sun Nian and the other man were parasitized by black tideworms on the Maze Star.
Perhaps, those who came to the Maze Star through the Black Tide at that time were not only those low-level Black Tide insects, but also more dangerous high-level Black Tide creatures.
If Albin was invaded during the operation on Labyrinth Star, then it has been surviving in human space for nearly a month.
The next Kuroshio Day is coming soon.
According to human research, high-level Kuroshio creatures can survive without energy for fifteen to twenty days. But now, a month has passed, and the energy in this high-level Kuroshio creature still hasn't dissipated...
It is more powerful than any black tide creature known to mankind.
It came to the human star field and lived as Albin for nearly a month, lurking in the Third Legion, and even worked very "dedicatedly" for the Star Navigation Competition.
What's its purpose? It can't just be to attack the Ming family manor...
While Mingyu was thinking, the nurse pulled out the chip storage rack from the file cabinet and inserted a chip into the reading instrument on the side.
The screen lit up, and a report on newborn babies appeared in the void. The screen was dragged by several moths and landed in front of Mingyu, and the information on the screen caught Mingyu's eyes.
Name: Mingyu.
How long the baby has been frozen: Thirty years.
Genetic origin: His father is Ming Zhuofeng and his mother is Anqiu.
Birth weight: 3.5 kg.
…
Mingyu: “……!”
Mingyu's pupils shrank slightly, but the nurse did not notice his reaction and had already inserted the second chip into the reader.
"I did it, what's wrong?" Ming Zhilang's voice came first.
The image flickered, revealing a bright afternoon decades ago. He stood in the hallway, his expression casual. "It's been so many years, Dad, why are you still investigating?"
"What can you do if you find out? I'm your only son. Are you going to send me to court-martial?"
Ming Zhengen was in a rage and trembling all over.
"That's your brother!" He couldn't believe it. "How could you do such a thing?!!!"
"The front lines were fighting the Kuroshio! Your brother was in the military! He led the entire fleet! You replaced his mental calming agent..."
The old man took a dejected step back, muttering, "The battle was tense at the time, and Zhuo Feng suddenly died from a mental overload... The Third Legion lost the command of its supreme commander, and the fleet suddenly became weak during the battle due to the lack of leadership, and was subsequently defeated..."
"You've killed...how many lives have you killed?!"
"Where's An Qiu?" He could barely control his voice. "Did you kill your sister-in-law too?"
Ming Zhilang shook his head.
"Not really? She wanted to die on her own." Ming Zhilang laughed, "Xiaoying was soft-hearted. I promised her that if she committed suicide, I would keep her son. I haven't had the chance to do it yet."
Ming Zhengen's voice trembled: "Xiaoyu was not put into the medical cryostasis chamber because of poor health. He suffered from a genetic disease that cannot be cured by current medical treatment."
He looked at his little son, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly calmed down.
"Take him out of cryostasis and raise him."
Ming Zhengen's voice was tired.
"If you want me to give you my connections to consolidate the Third Legion's power, and if you want me to leave you the Ming family's assets so you can develop your own people, then do as I say!"
"Otherwise, don't think that you can forcibly take these things from me just because I'm old and retired!"
"Ming Zhilang was obedient at first."
The officer of the Third Legion said casually, "Besides secretly injecting you with a drug that hindered your mental development, he kept you safe for a long time for the sake of the old man's connections and power. He also tried to get Ming Yan to repair the relationship between the two sides..."
The chip played one picture after another, and Mingyu's breathing became more and more rapid.
The screens displayed the material Ming Zhengen had secretly recorded. He recorded every conversation with Ming Zhilang, Zhao Ying, and even Ming Yan and Ming Zhuo, waiting for Ming Yu to grow up and the right time to release it.
But Ming Zhilang gradually discovered his stubbornness.
Ming Zhengen did not support Ming Zhuofeng wholeheartedly just because he was the only son left, as he had done before.
After several years in the military and government circles, he was no longer the little scoundrel who only knew how to plot against his brother.
Desire made him grow and made him realize that his father should also be regarded as a danger that needed to be eliminated.
So after accepting most of the old man's power, when Ming Zhengen thought he still had a trump card to play, he gave up the last bit of power in Ming Zhengen's hands and locked the old man in the backyard.
I just didn't do it because I was afraid that my father's old friends would find out.
Mingyu felt cold all over.
"Parents", "brothers", the abnormalities when the mental power awakened, Zhao Ying's concern for her own mental power...all the questions were explained.
"Look," Albin said with a smile, "the Ming family is just a bunch of termites now. Your real father is not here either."
"Ming Zhengen is considered upright, but he discovered it too late. He knew his second son had been a jerk since childhood, but he naively believed he would turn over a new leaf. He didn't even doubt the death of your parents."
"Ming Zhilang killed people and, leveraging the power left by Ming Zhuofeng, gradually took over the Third Legion. He kicked out Ming Zhuofeng's followers one by one, leaving the legion in disarray and chaos, becoming a stepping stone for his pursuit of power and wealth."
"Zhao Ying was also an accomplice, aiding and abetting the evil, enjoying a life of luxury. And after Ming Yan learned of your identity, he felt his parents weren't clean enough, and he hoped every day that you would truly become a useless piece of shit."
"I'm here to avenge that person." Albin opened his arms. Countless moths flew out from his palms and hovered in the room.
They flew past Mingyu, their wings fluttering, and the black powder rustled downstairs, as if they were going to surround and drown Mingyu.
"You don't belong here either," Albin said. "Your family isn't here."
Mingyu's face was cold, and the spinning black wings were staring at him.
A terrible guess was taking shape, and Mingyu's heart was in turmoil.
He didn't say anything, but Albin naturally continued the topic.
"Your family isn't here," he repeated. "Not in the human star region."
"It lives deep within the Black Tide. It's your relative... and also my father."
"It created me, commanded me, sent me here."
"Let's perform this revenge against the Ming family."
"Come to get you back."
The moths swarmed around Mingyu, and the vibrations of their wings made a loud rustling sound, as if they were swarming around their own kind.
The tattoos on Mingyu's neck have become one continuous piece, with black threads entangled and intertwined, drawing intricate and strange patterns on the sides of his face, leading into his spiritual realm.
From Albin's perspective, those black threads must have encircled Mingyu's spiritual power, assimilating Mingyu's mental domain and changing his brain and thoughts...
Just like when he had eroded Albin's brain.
However, he must preserve the core of Mingyu's spiritual realm and leave him to his loved ones.
However, in Mingyu's spiritual realm, the bright blue spiritual power threads were rapidly devouring the black tide energy and becoming more and more active.
Ming Yu controlled his facial expression. He didn't know how someone assimilated by the black tide's energy should behave, but at least, he shouldn't be too resistant to it all.
Mingyu pursed his lips slightly.
"Who is 'it'?" The young man asked a crucial question while listening to the sounds of the guards searching outside the window.
"According to the information in the chip, my... relatives are all dead."
"I've said before that in the Black Tide, the death of a human is also the beginning of another life." Albin smiled. "Don't you have a suitable guess in mind?"
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