How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 709 - 710 I’m a collector, not a senior

Chapter 709: Chapter 710 I'm a collector, not a senior

The collector who talked to the patriarch of Shuntian was helpless. The other party always talked to himself and understood it in the wrong way.

"Forget it, if you are crazy, you will go crazy. Anyway, you are not the only individual captured. Since you want to know us so much, I will let you understand everything in a more direct way."

Everything around the Shuntian patriarch is slowly fading, like an oil lamp extinguishing, and the background gradually becomes dark, but strangely, the Shuntian patriarch can still see his body and still maintain a clear vision in the dark environment.

In the dark, he slowly came out of a ferocious monster, with six limbs and a pair of tentacles.

"Hello."

The 'monster' waved his tentacles first and greeted the Shuntian suzerain.

"Heavenly Beast?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Titanium Column. I am one of the individuals of Amoeba. It was originally called Erzhu. After becoming a titanium snail, I changed my name to Titanium Column."

It was not until this time that the patriarch of Shuntian recognized through his voice who the 'senior' had been talking to him just now was, which was the heavenly beast in front of him.

"You...you are the senior I just talked to?"

Knowing that Amoeba is a group, the suzerain of Shuntian removed the 'Ameba' among the predecessors of Amoeba and called himself the predecessor.

"Yes, and I'm just an ordinary individual, not a senior."

"Why doesn't Taizhu dare to show up with his true face?"

The suzerain of Shuntian was a little dissatisfied. He still believed that the object he had just talked to was the same kind, and the collector was just a puppet beast under his control.

"This is one of my original faces, um."

The collector does not explain much, because it knows that the explanation is useless and the indigenous people can't understand it at all. It needs a direct way to make him understand.

Of course, this direct way is in danger of going crazy.

However, the collector doesn't care anymore, and he has to try it if there is a risk. What if it succeeds? After all, there is no possibility of success.

After swinging his tentacles, the darkness gradually receded, and the light filled the surrounding space again. The patriarch of Shuntian found them in the wild.

Look around, The patriarch of Shuntian confirmed their location at this moment, and not far away is the main gate of the Mang army camp.

"There is a barracks."

However, this Mang military camp looks very dilapidated, and you can still see a lot of coke parts on it. It seems that it has been burned, which is somewhat different from the main entrance of the barracks in his impression.

Then, the patriarch of Shuntian heard a voice of grief and indignation.

"Master, you died miserably..."

"No one in the whole clan has survived..."

"Hate! Bo Tao, why are you so useless! Let the whole clan be buried because of your selfish desires! If you don't visit the sect for help, the sect will not know about the reckless struggle of personnel! And it won't..."

The patriarch of Shuntian saw a familiar person, who was the disciple of the sect he consciously owed.

While seeing Bo Tao, the suzerain of Shuntian also saw the tombs all over the mountains, and the largest tombs were written in a vertical line.

"Burial Shuntianzong with all his peers..."

"Is this dead?"

If he hadn't died, Bo Tao would not have been so sad and angry, let alone build such a grave.

The patriarch of Shuntian went to a grave again and saw his grave.

"The tomb of the patriarch of Shuntian... This... Taizhu, please don't fool the younger generation in this way."

"This is what is happening." The collector answered bluntly.

"Since the younger generation is dead, why can you talk to Taizhu like this now..."

The patriarch of Shuntian reluctantly believed that the collector did not deceive him. This was what was happening, and he suddenly looked at the collector in consternment.

"Seniors, have you practiced strange skills to break the boundaries of life and death?"

"...You don't understand. You don't know anything. You often drag you to the spiritual realm, directly take you all away, and then create a pile of fake corpses. Who can distinguish the reckless army? After seeing your fake corpses messed up the army, the Mang army was suddenly defeated by the Chao army.

"Uh..."

The patriarch of Shuntian was speech-shabbed for a while.

Their height began to rise, or they were leveling up, and everything around them became very flowering.

"God... Elder Taizhu, where are you taking me?"

The patriarch in Shuntian looked at the collector, and the collector responded.

"Go outside the planet and do science popularization for you."

"What is a planet?"

"It's the ball under your feet."

The collector touched his foot. Unconsciously, they had reached a very high place. The suzerain looked down. Although he could not see the whole picture of the planet, the obvious arc had clearly told him that the ground he had stepped on since birth was a ball.

"This...the ground under our feet is actually a ball?"

"Why didn't we fall?"

The suzerain of Shuntianzhong suddenly became stupid. How can he not be stupid? Since birth, he has always believed that there is a flat ground under his feet, and his world outlook is still limited to the round place, and suddenly gave him such a thing.

"Because of gravity, any object has mutual attraction. The size of this force is proportional to the mass of each object and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them."

"...I don't understand, please solve the problem."

The collector's explanation made the suzerain more confused. He was deeply knowledgeable in the field of strange art, not in mathematics and physics. His world view was broken and his brain was still in a state of chaos.

"Litman, I don't understand that you don't have enough IQ."

Collectors do not expect the indigenous people to understand at once, and their willingness to explain does not mean that it has such expectations.

With a tentacle in the direction of the star, the distant star suddenly pulled closer. The planet and the star were so close to each other, which suddenly set off the huge size of the star.

"Is the 'Light Lord' so big?"

The patriarch of Shuntian was amazed and couldn't help calling out their title to his mother star.

"This is the mass of the star. You regard it as an earthly planet, but the remaining residue thrown out when it was born, or a small part of this part of it."

"However, this star is quite stingy. The residue thrown out is only enough to form two terrestrial planets. It is inconvenient to carry out colonial construction and the materials are not enough."

"..."

The collector's tone was a little disgusted, which made the Shuntian Patriarch speechless for a while.

With a wave of tentacles, the star quickly pulled away from the planet and pulled the star here just to give the indigenous people a correct science popularization.

The collector also touched the stars in the background of the universe.

"Have you seen the light spots in those places?"

"I saw it." The patriarch of Shuntian replied.

"Each of these light spots is the light master you mentioned before. Some of them are several times or dozens or hundreds of times larger than what you see now. and many atmospheric light masters will throw out the residue when they are born. become a planet, that is, the ground under your feet.

The collector pointed to the native star.

"We come from one of these many planets. We are assigned by the group to cross a long distance between stars and reach you. Now we are interfering with you..."

The more he talked about it, the more he felt that he couldn't understand. The world was still the same world, but suddenly he became completely incomprehensible.

"interference...cross the void..."

Although the patriarch of Shuntian still has no clear understanding of the collectors and Amoeba, he already has a general concept that it is a terrorist group with a huge amount of terror that can tear their world as easily as tearing paper and make their world tremble.

"Seniors, what are you...?"

"I am a collector, one of the many individuals of the group, one of the clusters that cross the stars and reach this star system. Also, I'm not a senior. My name is Titanium Column."

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