Chapter 1951 (1/2)

A segment of memory is provided to the host by the symbiont. A large amount of disordered fragments need to be analyzed, and only the brain of the death knell can cooperate with the symbiont in this way.

”Can other symbiotic hosts do it?”

”Don't make a fuss. Eat the brains of aliens. Be serious.”

The bell touches the head of bean sprouts and presses it back.

More than ten seconds later, after intelligence collection, the tentacles were pulled out of the alien's ears, shaking off some of the remaining blood and brain plasma, and retracting into the host body.

A day ago, it was a very prosperous civilization. The people living here called the ”quequequeers” are a kind-hearted trade civilization, famous for their advanced fecal disposal technology in the nearby galaxies.

They look like grasshoppers, and they also feed on grass for a living. Their recycling technology can reprocess the feces into usable ”plant fiber balls”. As long as water and minerals are used as food additives, they can almost achieve infinite circulation.

Thanks to its abundant food supply, the planet has supported a large population, and it has a good time.

But that's what happened in the past. Now there are tens of billions of Kukui people with whole corpses. I'm afraid there are only a few left in front of the death knell.

Being able to hide in the underground bunker at the end of the day shows that their identity is not simple, but they are still dead, the cause of death is unknown.

Fortunately, their valuable information has been kept. The equipment here used to connect with satellites in outer space. These people also died a few minutes later than those outside. They even insisted on seeing the Phoenix leave.

From these brains, Su Ming not only learned about the fate of Phoenix, but also obtained a complete set of quequequeer technology including fecal food conversion machine from a scientist.

It's just that there's one more question.

In the memory of these people, just as the flame Phoenix flew to their planet, satellites and space remote sensing equipment also observed that in the wake of a few light years behind it, there was a strange small spaceship.

I don't know who is also staring at Phoenix at the same time, and is in the end.

”It's dark, Peter. Turn on the light. ”

Daisy and Peter also followed, and as they came through the hole in the wall, her head was still bumping in the dark.

It didn't hurt. She was afraid of scratching her face in the dark, so she quickly asked Peter to turn on the lighting on his spacesuit.

”Oh, I'm looking for the switch... This one!”

This is the first time the dancer went to the tomb. He was so excited that he even breathed so fast that he realized that he needed lighting instead of relying on the weapons in the hands of the funeral bell.

Altilan's spacesuit is also an ancient Kerry technology. Unlike human spacesuits, a small flashlight is fixed on the helmet or chest. People's lighting is made of special materials, and the whole body can emit light when it is electrified.

So Peter became more like a human lantern, more in line with his identity.

Then both of them saw the corpses on the ground. In the snow-white light, their faces were covered with a layer of gray light, and each of them was dead with his eyes closed.

Daisy sighed, and though seeing the state of the planet, she probably guessed that there would be no survivors, but she did not expect these people to die so miserably.

Fortunately, they are strange looking aliens, so it's OK.

Xingjue in the future is obviously more tolerant of corpses. His short legs like hurdles stride over several bodies and blood pools and come to the bell. Behind the mask of his spacesuit, he makes a dull voice:

”boss, I have a bold idea.”