From star abyss

Darian, who was originally in charge of communication work, sent the message to Li Ozi, but I don’t know if he received it.

It's just that when he was delivering the news, the two women were quarreling. When he finished delivering the news, he raised his head and the two women were still talking.

I heard that the quarrels between village aunts are usually in MP4 format, which looks lively and impressive, which is amazing.

The quarrel between these two [Jingyi] path casters was basically in ZIP format, with a large amount of information compressed in each sentence.

The various citations and thesis parameters gave people a splitting headache. What's more, two people occupied his communication channel and had a private quarrel, which seriously affected Dalyan's work efficiency.

‘You forced me. ’

Captain Dallion had no choice but to put on a pair of sunglasses and casually added:

"Speaking of which, how about confronting Your Excellency? Isn't she worried about Your Excellency Leos' situation?"

"——Zhi Xiang?" Di Yalan was at a loss.

"Oh, that woman."

N4 put his hands behind his head and said disapprovingly:

"After Li Ozi set off, she started to sleep."

"Are you so relieved?"

"What did she say: 'I won't worry about Li Ozi, he can do anything', and then 'I favor him, he will not die', 'Nothing can understand this sense of trust, I am too lazy to tell you Explanation', tsk, it's really arrogant, the immortal species that can't die is really uncomfortable."

Dallion twitched the corners of his lips. This answer was indeed very arrogant and arrogant. He laughed and said:

"Anyway, at least she really trusts Mr. Leos - so what is she doing now?"

"Anyway, there isn't much for the Immortal to kill time. I'm afraid she'll be bored, so I just arranged a physical health test for her."

"Well, are you sure it's not for your research desire..."

"By the way, I am still very concerned about Ms. Mired's health."

N4 deliberately glanced at Di Yalan on the screen: the latter was holding the energy drink can tightly, pretending to be indifferent.

‘Oh? Could it be that you are also Leoz's wings? Gee, what an interstellar succubus. ’

The corners of N4's mouth were slightly raised.

She turned around and said lazily:

"After all, Miss Meredith Fannie, 'Confrontation', might become the first lady of White Candle Star."

Di Yalan's eyes narrowed, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the energy drink can in her hand.

Snapped!

The door opened and Mired came to the bridge carrying a report.

"Ms. N4, the results have come out. I can't understand this kind of text - huh?"

She looked up at the 'signal outage' screen.

He took another look at Captain Darien, who was sitting on the command chair and was "cool and silent".

Finally, she looked at N4, who was holding his hands behind his head and trying not to laugh, and waved the report sheet in his hand:

"Help me take a look at the results. Although it is a question whether anything can detect that I am the original species, the whole set of tests feels quite formal to me."

"Don't worry, this is technology from Void Narrative. Even citizens of [society] can detect whether they are programmers or capitalists when they come."

N4 patted her plump chest. She was quite confident in her skills.

Those creatures in the void may not even have information, but they can still be identified and classified by her. Creatures like the Origin species can only have a little more complicated information, so it is not a problem at all.

"Well, let's just believe you."

Mired handed over the report sheet:

"I don't expect mortal things to give any useful information. To be honest, as the original species, I don't even know how my body is made up."

"Being too powerful is also a pain. It doesn't matter. You have to believe in science."

N4 glanced at the report sheet, and all kinds of data quickly flowed through her mind, combining and analyzing...

"Um……"

She pushed up her glasses, then made sure she saw correctly, then took off her glasses and pushed up her eyes.

"Ms. N4..."

"This is, no, no, how is it possible? This composition is too strange! I must have seen it wrong."

N4 took off his eyeball and put it on in a reproductive suit, but there was no change in the result.

"You wait!"

N4 pulled out the gun from his arms, pointed it at his head and shot him.

boom!

The next moment, N4 fell straight to the ground, blood bubbles floating in the cabin.

Before the people around him could react, a portal made of flesh and blood suddenly opened in the space, and a three-meter-tall [Biochemist] with porcelain muscles and jade bones and a voluptuous figure slowly stepped out of it.

"This is really, really shocking."

The biochemist with obvious signs of ascension and deification murmured, and the sound he made was very similar to N4. On the scorpion shoulder of his left arm, there is a white mark that reads 'N4'.

However, the aura on her body is completely different from the N4 of the Zeta level (6). The burning, oppressive, and blazing aura like the sun is clearly that of Yota (9) who is as good as Li Ozi!

"Return to your true self, my child."

She lowered her head, and tentacles of green light spread out from her body, quickly decomposing the N4 corpse on the ground into juice, and then absorbed it completely.

"Well... As expected, it's worthy of my true form appearing."

She knelt down on one knee, gently picked up the report sheet floating in the air, raised her head, and her five green willow-leaf-shaped compound eyes were like glass, reflecting Mired's face:

"The noble primordial species, the source of alchemy, the guide of protons, an existence more primitive than death - 'Plasma' Mired, your family is rare in number and powerful. Although you are not good at fighting, you have It is the 'weak force' that changes the attributes of all things. You have no gender, no species, no existence, and nothing. You will not be destroyed, and nature does not need to reproduce or divide itself."

Mired frowned, seeming to sense what the other party meant.

"It can be said that from the moment you exist, your number has been fixed. The same is true for the original species. The number is fixed early on and will not increase or decrease significantly. Even the most destructive Lord Entropy can only They are a group of people who wake up from a thermally silent universe and return to this universe to pupate and reincarnate."

N4 raised his fingertips and pointed at Mired gently:

"But things are different now."

In other words, she pointed at Mired's belly:

"'Enrique the Confrontation', human name Ms. Mired Fannie, I am honored to tell you something:"

"You are going to be a mother. As the original species, you are pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Mired was no stranger to this word.

She smiled:

"You are mistaken. Mortal machines cannot detect the origin."

"One more thing."

N4 raised his second finger and announced:

"As the original species, your current human form is a highly compressed product, and the actual body is too large. Therefore, according to the Kars image, the same is true for both images and data detected this time."

Mired was confused: "What does this mean?"

"Based on imaging and information data detection, we conservatively calculated that more than 2,333 billion pregnant individuals have been detected, but considering environmental factors, the final survival rate is very limited. Ah, to put it simply..."

N4 cast a spell out of thin air, quickly wrote a line of formulas, turned it over, faced everyone, and announced calmly:

"Even the most conservative estimate is that you and Li Ozi will have 14.8 million healthy children."

"Congratulations to you. Not only have you created a brand new race, it can be said that the two of you have created a country, or even a civilization."

"It's gratifying, it's gratifying."