Since the meat ball has generated intelligence, Qi Ze has let it hunt everywhere. Getting used to eating the "peerless deliciousness" of the infected, ordinary people have no allure in the eyes of the flesh, so Qi Ze is not worried about it killing indiscriminately and causing disaster. These days, Meatball has really saved a lot of people. This team is not the first, nor will it be the last.

As if he had never heard of the strong man's retention, he walked away with the meatball unhurriedly. The strong man said thank you to his back, and finally whispered, "First I was rescued by a 5s-level plant-type power user, and then I was rescued by a high-level animal trainer. Shit luck?"

Qi Ze paused and turned his head immediately, "What did you just say? What kind of plant-based power user?"

The strong man was stunned for a while, and a teenager hiding behind him stuck out half of his head and explained, "We met a 5s-level plant-based power user in G city, who can control vines and turn infected people into ashes. .He seems to be from China, wearing a black military uniform and looking very handsome."

Vine, Chinese, these two characteristics alone are enough to explain who that power user is. Qi Ze's eyes that had been gloomy for many days finally radiated light. He took out a box of nutritional supplements from the Qiankun bag, threw it to the teenager, and said cautiously, "Thank you, this news is very important to me."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the meat ball trembled, and his tentacles danced and scratched in the air, as if he was greatly frightened. It wanted to run, but was reluctant to leave its master, so it could only screech and croak, as if giving a warning.

Qi Ze immediately drew out his long black knife and looked around cautiously. The strong man and his team members also pointed their guns in all directions. Many purple vines climbed up along the buildings on both sides of the roadway, the blade-like leaves radiated cold light, the purple-red flowers at the top slowly bloomed, revealing petals full of sharp teeth, and the black venom flowed down the stamens. The ground corroded into black holes.

The originally well-lit alley is now dark, and there are murderous intentions everywhere, which is more dangerous than being surrounded by infected people. The brawny man and the others were so frightened that they didn't dare to move. Meatball swayed his tentacles anxiously, trying to take his master to run away, but was driven back by the constantly shaking leaves.

Qi Ze looked straight ahead and said firmly, "Yan Junyu?"

"Ozawa?" Yan Junyu stood on a wide leaf, looked up and down at the unrecognizable young man, then stepped up to the young man and hugged him tightly, his eyes had been dry for many days before a layer of tears appeared.

"How long have you been looking for me? Where's number one?" Qi Ze lightly patted his back.

"I've been looking for it for many days. I went to the base before, but I didn't find you." Yan Junyu stared at the young man and said in a hoarse voice, "Number 1 is at the back, and it will come soon. It flies faster than me."

"Flying faster than No. 1, it looks like you've evolved again." Qi Ze backed away slightly and looked at him seriously, but he held his lips and sucked hard. The vines under his control trembled, the blades like steel knives became soft and tender, the venomous flowers became fragrant and fragrant, and even the stalks covered with barbs were smooth and round, very cute. One second, it was like an alley of hell, but the next second it turned into a plant kingdom in fairy tales. The golden sunlight sprinkled from the leaves that were quickly moved away, leaving mottled color marks.

The strong man was stunned by this change, and he secretly praised in his heart: "A master is a master, and it's really extraordinary to play romantically!"

Meatball was really relieved to see that this same kind didn't intend to devour himself, and he couldn't help but get angry when he saw that he actually wanted to eat his master. It stretched out its tentacles and slapped the ground beside its feet. Although it did not dare to attack directly, it also interrupted his movements indirectly.

Yan Junyu let go of the young man without hesitation, then looked at him and smiled. Qi Ze's cheeks flushed slightly, and he also laughed. The two were like fools, no matter how they stared at each other, they couldn't feel enough.

"Cough, how are you guys!" The strong man was slapped hard by the meat ball, and he had to take the initiative to strike up a conversation, "We were saved by this general last time, and we haven't had time to thank you yet!" I saw Yan Junyu's rank clearly.

"No thanks. The base is already surrounded by infected people. I suggest you go back in a month or two." Yan Junyu held Qi Ze's hand and pointed out, "The nearby cities have all become the dens of infected people, you all. It would be safest to stay in the first ward, where the virus first broke out, where the infected all ran after the army and the migrant population, and the houses were almost empty.”

"It looks like you have run a lot?" Qi Ze felt a little distressed.

"As long as I can find you, it doesn't matter how many places I run." Yan Junyu touched the young man's tender cheeks, lowered his head and kissed his moist lips, and then put away the vines that covered the sky. The shivering meat ball immediately ran to the owner's side, pointed at Yan Junyu with his tactile fingers, and pointed at himself, screaming loudly.

"I know he's the same as you, and I'm not deceived by his appearance. No, I can't help you eat him, stop dreaming, go hunting, darling." Qi Ze touched Meatball's chubby head. Meatball hummed for a while, seeing that Qi Ze was always ignoring him, so he gave up.

Yan Junyu couldn't help laughing and said, "Can you communicate normally?"

"Well, it's called Qiuqiu, my natal Gu." Qi Ze added with a smile, "Every time I see it, I think of you, it's as cute as you."

Yan Junyu, "...Thank you for the compliment. It's very smart. But I remember that the IQ of this worm is not high?" It is only when it grows to the size of a cruise ship that it can produce intelligence. It can be seen that this worm itself has no intelligence. In other words, the level of intelligence is too low to be ignored.

"It's biggest feature is what it eats to supplement what it eats. If you eat a lot of infected people with high IQs, you will naturally become smarter. You also take the opportunity to devour more infected people, maybe you can have a demon body." Qianyuan Continent also appeared. After exterminating the demon cultivator, that person has been invulnerable to all evils and indestructible since his potential. It took only two hundred years from the foundation-building stage to the Mahayana stage. The road to ascension was extremely smooth, and even the tribulation thunder took him There is no way.

Although the fusion body is also a rare good physique, it is not as eye-catching as the demon body. Qi Ze only hated that he didn't have the super gene replication ability like Qiuqiu, otherwise he would have hugged the infected person and gnawed it.

Yan Junyu naturally knew the benefits of destroying the demon body, and hugging the boy was another hot kiss. The two chatted while walking, but the strong man didn't dare to disturb them, so he had to greet the team members to keep up silently. Since the base is surrounded by infected people, they have nowhere to go, so they have to rely on these two masters cheekily. Fortunately, the two met again after a long absence, and they were in a relationship again, so they shouldn't be blamed when they were in a good mood.

Walking to the meeting point, the strong man couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"Feng!"

"Leo!"

"My God! It's so good that you're still alive!" The two hugged tightly, their eyes red. The others stood aside to wipe their tears.

As long as he doesn't hinder himself, Qi Ze doesn't mind how many people there are in the team. He let Meatball go hunting, then called Casio into the car to talk. Yan Junyu's face is not unfamiliar to the third prince of the Kurt Empire. With his testimony, Mu Feixing's death and resurrection is not so unbelievable. But even so, Casio still spent ten minutes digesting this incredible information.

"Then what should we do now?" The enemy was either dead or too strong, and Casio couldn't think of a way to break the game.

"Strengthen your strength first, and then kill that space-type ability user." Qi Ze said decisively.

"Why not kill Dr. Cullen first? He was seriously injured by General Yan, and he still has the antidote in his hand. He should be killed first." Casio distinguished.

"No, Dr. Cullen doesn't have to be dealt with by us. That space system power user is the biggest hidden danger. If you get rid of him, all problems can be solved." Qi Ze shook his head, and finally held Yan Junyu's wrist, and said with guilt, "I'm sorry, Dr. Cullen sent someone to arrest you because of me."

He didn't explain the specific reason, but Yan Junyu knew that he was not blurring responsibility, but didn't want Casio to know that he had come back from the dead. No matter where they are, these four words belong to the taboos in the taboos, enough to set off a bloody storm. Why did the black-eyed galaxy have a doomsday catastrophe? It is caused by "resurrection".

"You can't think like that. What does other people's ambitions have to do with you?" Yan Junyu took the young man into his arms, gently rubbed the soft hair behind his head, and comforted, "As long as I can learn about you, I will do anything I can do. Willing to try. If it wasn't for my obedience on purpose, that person would never have easily taken me away. Don't think about it."

Qi Ze still felt guilty, buried his head in Yan Junyu's shoulder and rubbed lightly. The two hugged each other, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, but they felt very at ease. The nerves that had been tense for a long time were finally completely relaxed at this moment.

Casio opened the door and quietly backed out, his eyes full of envy. It is indeed a blessing to find a companion who will not betray you in times of crisis; even luckier, both of them are so strong.

Confirming that they were safe and sound, Qi Ze withdrew from Yan Junyu's embrace and said, "Because you didn't come, I never dared to start some plans."

"what's the plan?"

"The cleanup plan."

"Sounds good." Yan Junyu laughed softly.

The temporary headquarters of the Chinese Empire.

Mr. Yan has been really struggling recently. He finally brought his grandson and Qi Ze back. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared together, leaving a mess that he didn't know how to deal with. If it was just the repair of Tianshu and the ghost-faced spider, he would not be so flustered, but Mu Feixing actually found an evil medical scientist from the second-level plane to spread the virus in the black-eyed galaxy!

The Empire is the homeland that nurtured him, but he doesn't miss his old love at all. He has placed infected people on almost all habitable planets, causing irreversible disasters. One city after another has been reduced to a dead zone, which is more terrifying than war.

"Marshal, there is a battle report from the front. City Y and City B have been captured by the infected. Please request the military to send marines and mecha units to support." A communications officer walked into the warehouse and said quickly.

"Let them wait, we have no more troops to send." Mr. Yan waved his hand helplessly.

Standing in front of the huge ghost-faced spider, Yan Zhongkui hesitated, "Father, can I walk into these patterns made of crystal powder? I think this spider seems to be alive, and I see its mouthparts move." After a period of cultivation, the size of this ghost-faced spider doubled compared to the original one, and the hair on its abdomen was colorful, complex and orderly, forming a hideous and lifelike ghost-face. Whenever Yan Zhongkui stared at the ghost face, he would have a feeling of trepidation, for fear that it would suddenly break away from the spider's body and open its mouth and rush towards him.

Old Marshal Yan categorically refused, "Don't touch Ozawa's things. He once said that no matter what happens, you can't touch the formation outside."

"This is clearly an insect, how could it be a mecha?" Yan Zhongkui circled the ghost-faced spider.

Just at this moment, a soldier hurried in and shouted, "Marshal, Master Yan, leave with us! Five high-level infected people rushed in, and hundreds of thousands of low-level infected people followed behind them. , the headquarters is about to be surrounded!"

"How could this happen?" Old Marshal Yan was shocked.

"The five high-level infected people all have abilities, one is thunder, one is gold, one is fire, one is wind, and the other is earth. The high wall of the headquarters has been demolished by them, and they can't hold it at all!" The soldier was sweating profusely, and urged, "Let's go, Marshal, the airship is ready and can be launched immediately."

"But what should I do with the ghost-faced spider?" Yan Zhongkui used the space button to put away the Tianshu, but he couldn't hold the ghost-faced spider anyway.

"Hang the warehouse and pack it." Mr. Yan ordered decisively.

"It's too late, Marshal! To lift the warehouse, you must first loosen the foundation, measure the weight, prepare steel cables, and calculate the volume. It's really too late!" The communications officer immediately stopped him.

"Then transport the spider to the airship alone." Mr. Yan immediately ordered someone to drive the transport truck over, but the crane on the truck was blocked by a solid protective film, so he couldn't penetrate into the formation. After trying several times with various means of transport, the old man had to give up, "I really can't take it with me! What should I do now? Could it be thrown here?"

"Anyway, it's a dead thing, so it's okay to leave it to the infected. We'll come back and get it after they leave." The communications officer stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Yan's arm and winked at Yan Zhongkui. An arm pushed him onto the airship.

The airship slowly lifted into the air, and the huge jets spit out strong air waves, which swept the infected people to the ground. However, the five high-level infected people stood very firmly, and raised their hands to launch several long-range attacks at the airship. Mr. Yan stood in front of the window, looked at the captured headquarters, and let out a long sigh.

Numerous dignitaries stood by with their faces full of grief. The capture of the headquarters is not a symbol of the capture of the empire. None of them asked to fly away from the scene immediately, but stared at the building under their feet, reluctant to look away for a long time.

The five high-level infected soon gave up attacking the ship and instead searched for living things on the ground. They led the low-level infected to rampage in the headquarters, entering the door and smashing the window, and the huge warehouse became their primary target. They poured in through the wide gates, in groups, densely packed, huddled together.

Mr. Yan's eyes twitched, and he said with regret, "With so many infected people, I don't know how the ghost-faced spiders in the warehouse have been ruined by them! I'm sorry Ozawa, this is his family heirloom!"

In the warehouse, the magic-gathering formation created by Qi Zebu did not fail because of the intruder's disturbance. The strong magic energy attracted the infected, causing them to pounce one after another. The magic circle, which the crane could not penetrate no matter what, opened the middle door to these alien species at this time.

The ghost-faced spider was originally cultivated by the demon gathering formation, and when it was rushed by the monster, it immediately woke up. There is a steady stream of supplements being sent to the importation, how can we not use it? It shook its abdomen, spit out silver threads, and wrapped the warehouse overwhelmingly. No matter whether you are a high-level infected person or a low-level infected person, you can't escape the confinement of sticky spider silk.

It is like a harvest fisherman, dragging the small fish in the net to his mouth, without injecting venom, he directly opens his blood basin and swallows it. Gulugulu, it swallowed fast and hastily, and in a short time, it had eaten up the full warehouse. Enough is not enough, how can this food be stuffed between the teeth? It spewed a strong spider silk, knocked over the opposite wall, stuck to the infected people passing by, and continued to eat.

Mr. Yan was about to order the airship to leave, but he saw that the walls of the warehouse collapsed, and strands of silver threads sprayed out from the inside, dragging the coming and going of the infected into the warehouse, dragging batches after batches, in just a few minutes. Thousands of them were dragged, leaving a blank area on the periphery of the collapsed wall.

"What is that?" Mr. Yan opened his eyes wide.

Yan Zhongkui adjusted the focal length of his glasses and hesitated, "That seems to be... spider silk?"

"Wait, don't go yet!" Mr. Yan's expression suddenly changed.

Below, the spider silk was still spraying out one by one, and gradually, no infected person dared to approach this area. After spraying for a few minutes without finding anything, the unknown creatures in the warehouse seemed to stop. Yan Zhongkui let go of his breath and said hoarsely, "Father, let's go down and have a look!" Before he finished speaking, a loud noise came from the warehouse, and then, the roof welded with superalloy was covered with several thick, overgrown roofs. The fluffy limbs tore a huge gap, and a colorful spider crawled out of it, shaking its huge abdomen, making the ghost face show all kinds of hideous expressions.

It crawled along the roof to the ground, spewing cobwebs to stick the infected people running around. In a moment, the entire headquarters became its lair, filled with spheres wrapped in spider silk, with at least thousands of infected people stuck in each sphere. After getting enough magic energy to break the restriction, it no longer devours food, but injects venom into the ball, turning the prey into a delicious and thick juice, leaving it to suck slowly.

Mr. Yan and others were stunned, they really didn't know whether the resurrection of this ghost-faced spider was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Don't go! Let's take a look at the situation first." He ordered the airship to levitate in place.

In this way, the fleet stayed over the headquarters for three or four days. The ghost-faced spider was only interested in infected people, and it had a huge appetite. Even if it ate slowly, it would eliminate the "army" that five high-level infected people finally summoned in one day. It began to move to other places, going where there were infected people, eating all the way, leaving a road paved with white silk. If other infected people flock to the area that is emptied by it, they will also be stuck by these white threads, and they will not be able to break free no matter what.

Seeing this, Mr. Yan immediately notified the survivors on the ground to avoid the spider and the white silk.

Fortunately, this ghost-faced spider has no interest in humans at all. It also occasionally sticks to the wrong target, sniffing and spitting out, dissolving the silk, and letting them go. After a long time, the survivors who have not left this planet spread a rumor that the military has domesticated a spider to devour the infected. You don't have to be afraid when you meet it, just avoid it. And living where it leaves a lot of white silk is safer than moving to another planet or going to the base.

Mr. Yan switched to a flying car and followed the ghost-faced spider along the way, feeling both comfort and worry. The consolation is: according to the speed of this spider's feeding, it will eventually eat up the infected people of this planet; the worry is: it is not interested in human beings now, then what?

But no one could understand Mr. Yan's mood. The survivors either settled where the ghost-faced spider stayed, using the silver threads as a safety barrier, and led a self-sufficient life; or formed a convoy and followed it around. They see it as a savior, a protector, or even a belief. Survivors who have heard the legend of this spider but have never been favored by it kneel in front of its statue every day, praying for the blessing of the gods.

Some survivors regard the ghost-faced spider as a kind of totem and tattoo it on themselves, which brings them endless courage and bright and beautiful hope. Someone wanted to cut off the spider silk on the ground and take self-defense, but found that no matter whether it is fire, knife, electric shock, freezing... it can't be damaged in the slightest. It seems to be a creation from another dimension, soft but strong, beautiful but deadly, only the saliva of spiders can make it melt.

With these silver threads, the lowly infected will always stick, and the survivors hiding nearby will pick up particle cannons or pulse cannons and blast them to slag. High-level infected people will always attract this spider for the first time due to the abundance of magic energy. Its eating habits are a disaster for the infected, because it likes to eat the good food first and leave the bad food behind. Therefore, the high-level infected people in each region will be slaughtered by it at the first time, and the low-level infected people will be wrapped into balls by it, injected with venom, melted into juice, and left in place.

When you think about it, it will return to the place to suck, and when you think about it, the white ball becomes a local scenery. The originally very difficult living environment has become more comfortable due to the existence of this spider. The huge white ball it left behind has become a landmark in every region, making the locals proud.