No, it should be said that "penetration" is a bit difficult.
Although it has been a long time. But I still can't adapt to my new body.
For example, instead of using your lungs, you allow air to penetrate into the pores on the surface of your body.
For example, instead of using the eyes, we use the chemical sensing ends of the antennae and the hairs on the body to perceive the world.
That¡¯s right.
I, once a human being, am no longer a human being, but an ant.
An ant that is as big as three people put together.
The head and chest are wrapped in thick blue-gray carapace, while the enlarged abdomen is exposed and surrounded by guards who also have blue-gray carapace.
Although these children are much smaller than me, they are about the same size as me in the past - that is, human beings.
I am now the queen ant of this group of children.
If it were on earth, it would be impossible for such a large insect to survive. But the underground mineral veins contain abundant energy, enough to support this huge and incredible body.
But now
Without the energy-rich mineral veins, the chemical effects in the body alone are no longer enough to support the metabolism of this body. Just the fact that air cannot penetrate into the depths of the huge body through the holes is already very fatal.
The central part has begun to deteriorate.
However, I cannot stay in the energy-rich lair.
This is all because of the disaster three days ago.
As "that thing" fell, everything turned into white crystals. The originally vibrant land seemed to be infected with a crystallization disease, with white streaks spreading along the earth's veins, turning everything in its path into an empty, white world.
Because I don¡¯t want to¡ªor don¡¯t dare¡ªto compete with humans for the mineral veins rich in Qiyao Stone, my lair is relatively far away. Those families that built their nests in the center of the mineral vein have probably been destroyed.
However, even if you have time to escape, you still face the end of death.
It is a place where energy is enriched but rapidly salted.
Or leave there and slowly die of depression?
The end of both roads is death.
"Death, still death, this is not a problem at all."
I sighed and smiled bitterly.
There was a tremor on the body surface.
That was the guards surrounding me conveying information to me.
"Lord Karnagan"
hehe.
Every time I hear this name, I can't help but laugh.
Of course, I am not the zerg queen who dominates SC.
The only reason I let my children call me this is to help me remember the fact that I was once a human being as the years go by.
Information is coming in a steady stream.
The children who went out to investigate were scattered in concentric circles, encoding what they saw through chemical substances, and then relayed it layer by layer.
If you are not an ant, it may be difficult to imagine that this method can achieve the efficiency of wireless communication in previous lives.
"However, if it weren't for a queen ant with a human soul like me, probably no ants would have thought of this method.
This is my pride.
but¡¡
This is probably the end of it.
The information keeps coming.
¡ª¡ªMother, Kasha has been confirmed.
The most advanced investigator report.
Kasha.
I remembered her appearance, her unique smell, and the way she touched me.
It is difficult to name so many children.
And, there is no naming software in this world. Like those written in time-travel novels, it is probably most convenient to number them.
But I don¡¯t.
I like them. From birth, hatching to adulthood.
Pain for birth, joy for hatching, joy for growth, sadness for death.
I gave each of them a name.
As for me¡¡
??Call me Kanagan.
¡°Compared with her, I¡¯m just a little woman.
The information that comes through is like a movie.
I feel it.
That is a broad avenue.
Traces of human beings can be seen everywhere.
I don't want to get close to humans. Even in a different world, humans here have evolved to a high degree of civilization. Even if the body is a thousand times larger than that of its relatives, it will not be difficult to wipe out me and my children if it attracts human attention.
But now that the disaster has occurred, this concern is no longer important.
There is a group of people there. The total number of people is about ten. There is also a carriage.
You probably came here just like me, escaping from "that thing".
Most of the people were making a noise. Even the boys and girls who were just focused on eating stared blankly and dropped the bread in their hands.
In the middle of them, a man wearing dark clerical attire made an even more surprising move.
He put his ear down.
It was a lump of salt¡ªa lump of salt that had once been human. Although the face, hands and feet were peeled off and looked unrecognizable, you could still see the bulging belly in the middle of the human figure.
Two seconds later, he was pulled away.
"You're crazy!"
The woman in black nun uniform yelled.
This is also what I want to say.
Although I don¡¯t understand it, it seems that salinization is contagious. There are also examples of this in my tribe.
The Kasha we were looking for was transporting those eggs that were severely salted, and ended up being salted too.
The loyal guards made a commotion. But they won't do anything without my order. Even though part of my body has become salty and the waves of pain are constantly trembling, they are still guarding me.
These are my children.
But, humans are different.
It is human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death. As a human (ex), I know this all too well.
Does the priest of Qiyao Church think he has not been infected yet? !
"He didn't lie."
?? he declared.
who? Who didn't lie?
"But, a large group of heavy armor will probably arrive soon."
A voice was made by a man who was all wrapped in black clothes and was so thin that he could not even distinguish between male and female.
The voice is as calm as water, without any fluctuations.
"After we kill one."
¡¡
Kashais she dead?
It was only then that I noticed that the smell of rancid fat was gradually dissipating.
¡°Grief gnaws at my heart.
Although we clearly know that these children¡¯s life span is much shorter than mine. But I still grieve when they die.
"let me see."
"Lord Karnagan"
The leader of the guard seemed hesitant.
"Let me see!"
I reek of dissatisfaction.
The leader of the guard obeyed, as she always did. She gently moved the villi on her body to convey the message.
Broken pieces.
Kasha has turned into broken pieces.
Anger instantly burned through my sanity.
Forget it! Even if she goes crazy from the pain of saltation!
Forget it! Even if she is hopeless!
¡¡
But, but!
She is still my child.
Although the reason in my heart tells me that this is not right, the anger has burned through my reason.
Maybe it¡¯s the pain of suffocation and physical deterioration over the past few days.
¡°Perhaps it¡¯s the painful feelings that children keep coming and going but are forced to suppress.
¡°Kasha, did you think you didn¡¯t want your pain to leak out of the communication network, so you ran so far away?
¡¡
For Kasha, I want revenge!
There.
They are still discussing.
"Leaving them behind is the most reasonable plan."
"That's impossible."
The young monk looked solemn.
"I'm going to do the surgery."
The red-haired nun sighed. The human, who was either a girl or a boy, showed no reaction. Other humans showed hesitation.
"hurry up!"
The monk scolded him¡ª¡ª
very good.
"Looking" at the crowds of people who were busy surrounding the carriage carrying salt blocks, I gently swayed my tentacles.
"It would be better if you don't run awaybut if you run away¡it doesn¡¯t matter. Although my children weigh twice as much as humans, they are four times as fast.
¡ª¡ªKill them!
I sent the message.
Using chemical substances as carriers, they spread out in circles.
My daughters obeyed and left.
I "stared" at the images coming from me, with fire raging in my heart.
??Eagerness, anger, hatred maybe, and fear.
??¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
ps: Huhuhu, how many people think that this queen ant is the zerg queen?
Actually, I have wanted to write a starcraft fanfic for a long time. However, as work became more and more busy, the writing plan became more and more distant.