Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"There is indeed something for you to do."

Bi Kong shook his tail, and the bell at the end jingled. It was obviously very clear, but when it reached the ears of the humans and horses, it had a life-threatening illusion.

"You should be able to find someone with the same smell as these things, right?"

"how?"

"Anyway, I am idle. Why don't you go and have fun with them? Destroy their experimental base or something, and think of it as a way to create a better survival and incubation environment for wild mutants like you?"

The centaur continued to hold its arms, and looked at the existence that was much shorter than it in the beast form with arrogant eyes, "I originally had this intention, but these humans are indeed getting more and more excessive. Oh, by the way, even though I was only born not long ago, , but I still know some things about them, all thanks to the human genes they injected into me, and I learned a lot after fully absorbing them."

"A blessing in disguise?"

"Yes, but I have to say that the thing they injected into me was quite strong. If I hadn't gained consciousness first, I might have been swallowed by that thing. Gene is just a generalization of what they developed with genes. Everything in it is The ingredients contained are not simple at all.”

The centaur regards Bi Kong as a kindred spirit, and Bi Kong has been guarding it in recent days, which can be regarded as protecting it in disguise. Although it and its companions feel that the newly hatched mutant will recognize the first person it sees. .

"Since you have this idea, I won't say anything more to you. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

Bi Kong decided to go find Wan Yao. After so many days, he didn’t know how many places Wan Yao had cleared.

The centaur watched Bi Kong spread its wings and leave. After there was no other sound in this place, it started to move slowly, as if it was eating something particularly high-end, eating all the corpses on the ground into its stomach.

The bulging belly was a bit scary. It walked to the corner and merged with the shadow. It closed its eyes and began to absorb the energy it ate.

Bi Kong, who was flying in the air, looked at the ground and tried to contact Wan Yao.

Wan Yao, who was sitting on his desk and holding a human head torn off with brute force, felt the vibration of the contract and said, "Are you looking for death?"

Bi Kong didn't know that Wan Yao would scold him as soon as he contacted her. Before it could say anything, Bi Kong heard Wan Yao say again: "Sneak attack from behind? You have the guts."

Oh, it turns out it wasn't meant for him.

Bi Kong stopped flying and waited for Wan Yao to finish handling the matters there before asking, "Where are you? I'll go find you."

Wan Yao sneered, "Since you can contact me through the contract, why can't you find me through the contract? Did you wait for your brain to be stupid in that cave, or did you lend your brain to that mutant for fun?"

"...I'll be right over."

Probably because I have been here for so long, I forgot that the contract can still be used in this way.

Bi Kong would not admit that he was almost assimilated by this low plane, so he speeded up and galloped towards Wan Yao.

He pressed the head of the attacking experimental subject on the table nearby, picked up the pot of thorny cactus placed on the table by the user of this desk, and put it on the experimental subject's face, "Do I care about you? I felt pain and was curious, so I used a bit of rough tactics, I’m really sorry.”

The tiny cactus thorns piercing the skin made the subject uncomfortable, but it quickly remembered this feeling and quickly mobilized the pain nerves to minimize the pain.