Chapter 325: Chaos begins (6)
Lu Yao suddenly got up from Helanjia's arms.
She looked at the tears in Helanjia's eyes and reached out to wipe his face.
Then Lu Yao laughed to herself, but she also had water marks on her face, a little embarrassed.
Lu Yao: "What a beast, it looks like a little crying bag."
Helanjia did not refute, but just looked at Lu Yao, as if looking at her most precious treasure.
He has a bold idea.
If only he knew magic.
He wanted to make Lu Yao smaller, only the size of his own palm, and then put Lu Yao in his pocket and carried it wherever he went, so that no one would ever bully him she.
I treat her every day, kiss her and hold her high.
Live like this.
Afterwards, Lu Yao explained to Helanjia the breath she just felt.
Lu Yao felt that this planet also contained genetically modified organisms.
Just don't know if they are human or orc.
Think about it.
If there are genetically modified organisms on this planet, then does it mean that this planet is the place where the research institute used to draw materials?
Then Helanjia and the others contain humanoid zerg genes, and there are genetically modified organisms on this planet, there can be an explanation.
And why on this planet, there is a layer of interference beyond their technology can also be explained.
Lu Yao thought of the human named Ye Ya, and sneered at the attitude of her group of orcs.
I don't know, what did she feel when she knew that she regarded her as a godly collaborator and actually treated her side as a livestock farm?
Helanjia likes Lu Yao's sudden nasty little expression.
He rubbed Lu Yao's face, and the relationship between one person and one beast became more intimate than before.
Lu Yao also rubbed it back.
Lu Yao was fighting with Helanjia while thinking about what to do now.
It now appears that this planet has the means to teleport living beings to the stars.
Then…
The destination of their transmission should be the home of the research institute.
Lu Yao frowned when she thought of this.
Isn't the research institute destroyed long ago?
How do they continue to communicate?
Lu Yao looked at Helanjia who suddenly turned into a cub, and stretched out her hand and poked his chubby belly: "Do you think that Ye Ya lied today?"
Little Heilong hugged Lu Yao's fingers, took a light bite, then raised his round head and thought about it.
Nod.
That human must be lying.
She has strong personal feelings for her group.
The real disgust was about to break through the ceiling at that time.
What made her hate her group so much?
Helanjia guessed that the interstellar person who communicated with this human being mostly hates himself.
He gave this human hint.
Imagine, if the **** he has been following tells him that he has someone he hates, then the first reaction of this human being should be to share the same hatred with him.
Helanjia was silent for a while thinking of this.
But if you want to divide it according to the area that hates yourself.
There are too many interstellar people who hate themselves.
Not just the citizens of the Empire, the Federation hates itself countless more.
At this moment, Lu Yao gently pushed the little black dragon, awakening his attention, and then said, "Don't be stupid."
"I know that she is lying, it means that she has been in contact with Interstellar during this period of time, then everything will be easy."
Lu Yao touched the little black dragon's soft belly, pinched the little black dragon's wings, and had a great time.
Lu Yao: "And since the other party is the one who hates us, we will definitely receive more attention from them in this place."
"We just need to let them focus all their attention on us, sneak up to their signal tower, and send a message to the stars."
"They can't send information in both directions, but we are different. It's not difficult for you to rebuild an information tower."
After Lu Yao said this, she looked playfully at the little black dragon lying on the bed.
As the Marshal of the Empire.
For these information machinery things, they are superbly used. This simple information tower is nothing to Helanjia.
Little Heilong struggled to support his neck, then looked at Lu Yao with those dark eyes.
As if saying: You have said all the good things, what else can I say? What can I do but rely on you?
Seeing his small appearance, Lu Yao made a tolerant appearance, with some contrasting cuteness.
She couldn't help but rubbed the little black dragon's belly with her face.
He Lanjia was so frightened that she quickly put away her scales, for fear of scratching Lu Yao's face.
The little black dragon is small, but the scales on its body are no joke.
It is very soft when you touch it down, but it is a little uncomfortable if you touch it upside down.
It was a great moment.
They found some fun in their stressful life.
…
The rooster croaks to dispel the darkness.
The sun shines through the gray clouds.
They fell apart on the dusty streets, the dust in the air was mercilessly illuminated, revealing the erratic traces.
The light falling on the world forms an obvious "light path", forming the "Tyndall effect".
Light, so finally there is a representation.
It descends into the world like substance.
Dispel the last ray of dark clouds and stars in the night, and finally bring dawn.
Lu Yao opened her eyes and saw that the curtains were blown up by the wind and brought a lot of street dust into the room.
She frowned, got up and closed the window.
The sky is already bright, and there are few people on the street, like the desolation of a city without people.
The branches that were green yesterday were all empty.
And the door that was hidden yesterday was closed, and it seems that they are sleeping now.
Lu Yao's fingertips lit up with green light, they fell to the ground, spread quietly into the distance, climbed up the big tree, and wanted to look up.
They humanely raised their thinnest branches, the leaves blocked the sun like arms, and then looked into the distance.
Its vision is shared with Lu Yao, so that Lu Yao can also look into the distance.
Some of the things in front of her made Lu Yao stay in place.
Densely packed human beings formed a long queue.
They hunched over themselves and walked towards the signal tower step by step.
It's like a pilgrimage.
But they all act as if they were planned.
All…
Exactly the same!