How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 842

At this time, the viruses don't have the thinking of the collectors, nor do they have the ability to think. After they have multiplied, they will bypass the body's defense system and go straight to the brains of the Bovors.

After picking a certain nerve fiber in the brain, attach to it, and then gradually replace that nerve fiber.

After this stage is over, the consciousness of the collector will be born, and it will really attract the attention of the host's spiritual domain perception.

The parasitic host is a 'heterogeneous' in the spiritual realm perception of other compatriots, and was discovered and hunted down not long after.

The host was then forced to flee.

In the process of fleeing, the collector took the initiative to contact the other party.

"Hello, host."

"You!? You can talk?!"

The parasitic Bofur man was shocked and horrified. He obviously did not expect that the monster parasitic in his body could actually speak.

This is like a cancer patient suddenly discovering that his tumor can speak.

The Gatherer issued an invitation, "Cooperate with us to overthrow the current Pouvre ruling regime."

"You have caused me so much misery, and now you still want to cooperate with me?"

Facing the question, the collector replied calmly.

"I didn't do anything to hurt you. I just got in harmony with your body. It's your compatriots who hurt you."

"Cooperate with us."

The gatherer sends out the invitation again.

The host has already made a move, and it is not a pleasant thing to be captured as a different species, but the host dares to think about what the result will be after being successfully captured.

The only way out is to cooperate with the amoeba.

However, if you choose to cooperate with the amoeba, this means betraying your own race, and you are concerned about becoming a seedbed for the amoeba.

These are two choices, one is to betray the race for oneself, and the other is to betray oneself for the sake of the race.

If he was an extreme egoist, he would naturally not be distressed by such a thing, but the host was not. When he made a decision, he seemed to see thousands of babies of the same race showing him all kinds of cute smiles.

After thinking of these children, the host strengthened his determination... not to cooperate with the amoebas!

"Don't even think about it! I will not betray my race!"

"I believe you will agree. Our invitation is always valid. You don't have to give an answer now. You can think about it." The collector replied.

This parasitic host was captured by urgently mobilized Povre fighters within a day.

The parasitic host is concerned with his own race and his compatriots, but his compatriots don't think so. When the soldiers who came to arrest him saw him, they directly clamped his neck roughly to prevent him from escaping. .

"I caught you! Alien offal! You escaped pretty fast!"

"Let go of me! Cough! I am a citizen of Povre! Not some extraterrestrial bastard! Cough!"

"Hehe, it's pretty similar. It's a pity that we Povre are different from the alien races you amoeba encountered in the past. The fake body can't deceive us."

The perception of the spiritual domain made the fighters extremely sure that what they caught was a heterogeneous person who was not their compatriots.

"Don't waste time, catch him back quickly, the big shots above attach great importance to him." Another soldier reminded.

Just as the collectors expected, after learning that some compatriots were parasitized by the collectors, the ruling class of the Povre hegemony immediately issued an arrest order, eager to capture this first case, and then make it public , used as the 'evidence' they said earlier.

On the public execution ground, a high-ranking man spoke to the people at the bottom.

"People of Povre! Just now we caught a case of amoeba parasitism. This poor host has been completely occupied by the amoeba and has become a walking dead!"

"Now, we want to publicly execute this amoeba to comfort the compatriots killed by it!"

The words are pitiful, and the high-level speeches to the people at the bottom with a look of resentment.

"I'm alive, I'm not dead!"

The captured host retorted unwillingly, but the response was a heavy kick.

"Shut up! Alien offal!"

The incited people looked at the host on the execution platform with hatred, who gave up his personal interests and cooperated with the collectors for the sake of his own race.

"Kill it!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then such voices joined together.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

...

"See? No matter how much you love your own race, your compatriots will not respond to your love at all, and will only want to kill you impatiently."

In the brain, the collector and the host exchange information.

"They thought I had been replaced by you, and it was all your fault!"

Unwillingly, the host refuted the collector, and finally blamed all the crimes on the collector.

The collector replied, "I didn't hurt anyone, I just simply lived in your body. Existence itself is wrong? Then why is your existence correct? If that's the case, it's only natural for them to kill you now , and you shouldn't have any complaints."

"..."

The host didn't know how to answer.

"I see, I will cooperate with you to save me from here."

The collector asked strangely, "We don't have much power here, how do you think we can save you?"

"But if I die, you will die too!"

Hearing the collector's answer, the host was stunned with panic. He thought that the amoeba parasitic in his body would have a way to save him, so until now he faced death without showing panic.

Only then did the host at this moment feel regretful.

"I don't care, it's just death." The gatherer replied.

"you……!"

Before the host finished speaking, he was interrupted by the movement of the outside world.

"kill!"

The executioner controlled the spiritual domain, and derived a huge amount of light beams from it, submerging the parasitic host in a devastating way, and powerful air waves radiated out.

However, no one noticed that a group of tiny virus bodies were mixed in the air wave.

Because they have no life, they are not in the scope of spiritual perception. They were inhaled by the people of Povre who watched the execution, and a new round of parasitism began.

That night, another Bofurian heard voices from their minds.

"Hello, host."

"Who? Who's talking?"

The new host looked around in surprise.

"I am a gatherer, which is what you call the amoeba, and I am living in your body now."

Although he already had some doubts in his heart, when the collector admitted it himself, the host still felt a little bit in his heart.

Thinking of the execution scene that he saw today, the host suddenly became dizzy, feeling that the door of death had opened to him, and fear instantly overwhelmed him.

It's over, it's over, it's all over...