Chapter 245 Endless Replication and Birthday

The test results were unexpectedly good. Heita couldn't remember how many years it had been since she was in such a good mood. Now, she could do almost anything to get the experimental results on a whim.

After a short rest, the second experiment began immediately. This time, after Yao Luo woke up, the scene he experienced was very different from the last time.

The land was desolate, and the reddish-brown fields were full of cracks caused by lack of rain. There were no lush plants, and even the two mountains looked bare.

Although there were no dark clouds in the sky, Yao Luo felt that the surface of the planet was really dim.

Just as Yao Luo was circling around, the model of the toy man in the black tower simulating the universe appeared again.

[The results of the experiment just now are out. You probably only lasted less than a second after facing Nanook. However, this is consistent with the nature of the Star God of Destruction. Even if you adjust your social tendency to the highest level, you will be killed instantly when you meet him.]

[But the city you were just in has a great origin. If I am not mistaken, before that star god ascended to the high position of heaven and became a god, there were people with dark skin in his hometown, Yadrifen.]

"You mean, I returned to the homeland of the Star God of Destruction before it was destroyed?"

Yao Luo immediately understood the source of the Black Tower's excitement. Tracing back to the origin of the Star God, nothing could help them understand the secrets about the Star God better.

[Well, your idea is interesting, but I have to pour cold water on it.]

There was a hint of helplessness and calmness in Heita's voice, and he pointed out the loopholes in Yao Luo's language.

[According to historical records, it was Nanook's hometown that was destroyed first, which led to the birth of the Star God of Destruction.]

[Of course, everything about the Star Gods in this world, including their fates, cannot be pried into. The history observed by our descendants may also be blurred by "fictional historians", but after multiple investigations and a large amount of experimental evidence, it is proved that the "destruction" you just encountered did indeed occur before the birth of the Star God of Destruction...]

[So, the picture you just saw is not valid from a time perspective]

"Is it a matter of time again..."

Yao Luo muttered to himself and began to walk towards the valley ahead. The reminder sound from the black tower came to his ears again.

[The reason why Adrifen was destroyed was related to another cosmic disaster that shocked the world, no less than the "Omnic Crisis" caused by "Emperor" Rupert. ]

[The name of that disaster is: Global Locust Plague]

"Locust plague in the world?"

Yao Luo repeated the name and associated it with a person related to it.

[The heavyweight behind it is none other than the Star God of Breeding, the "Insect King" and the "Sand King" Taizi Yuros, who also holds the status of a Star God.]

[All concepts related to "birth", "reproduction" and "birth" in the world are related to Him. He and His insect swarms once swept across all realms, almost swallowing up two-thirds of the living areas in the entire universe, until fate blocked His progress.]

There was a hint of something ambiguous on the face of Black Tower's purple doll figure. From the tone alone, it was difficult for Yao Luo to tell whether Black Tower's opinion of this Star God was high or low.

He continued walking forward, and easily climbed over a hill. Looking down, he saw low houses built along the path of the river on the top of the mountain. On the shore, he could see simple human beings walking along the river, holding up stones in their hands high to wash the few clothes they had on their bodies.

"Tribal civilization, huh?"

Yao Luo saw people in the tribe with complex and gorgeous feathers on their heads. At the door of the houses built with the skeletons of some large animals and wood, the wind gently blew through the simple bone whistles, making pleasant sounds.

The tribe is not large, with a population of less than three thousand people, which is not much different from the tribal life that Yao Luo remembered.

If there is anything eye-catching, it is that on the doorsteps of each house there is a kind of handicraft similar to that made using primitive printmaking techniques.

Bold and bright red lines are used to outline winged birds on the top, and below is a group of people kneeling, holding their babies high in their hands, as if praying for blessings.

According to Yao Luo's observation, there happened to be a group of pregnant women in the tribe who were waiting for the opportunity to give birth.

"If nothing unexpected happens, an accident will happen soon..."

Yao Luo observed all this. Based on his previous experience, the "change" would soon appear before his eyes. "Here it comes."

My eyes focused, and I saw a flat and wide plain in the distance of the valley. In the distance on the horizon, a dark curve, like the black line on a music chart, came slowly and uniformly and leisurely.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

The striking sound became louder and louder, until everyone in the tribe under Yao Luo's feet heard the strange sound.

The sound was so loud that it even drowned out the screams of birds in the sky and the sounds of people chasing and hunting on the ground.

At first they were surprised and thought it was a good omen from God. They sang and danced, lit a bonfire, and took out sharpened stone knives and pottery basins, ready to offer blessings for the birth of the newborn.

But then they stopped laughing.

The hunter with good eyesight in the tribe listened to the sound of the wind and with the help of the falcon, saw the true appearance of the dark mass.

Bugs! Bugs everywhere!
Densely packed claws and fangs, sharp jaws similar to those of arthropods, straw-like tongues and digestive organs, a black mass, the elytra between the insects connected together, even wider than the horizon under their feet, connecting to the infinite distance.

Before the warriors in the tribe had the chance to pick up their spears, something even more terrifying had already shattered their little courage.

At the feet of the overwhelming locusts, there is a milky white "river" that is moving along with the swarm of insects at a slow but not slowing pace.

"It's so disgusting."

Although Yao Luo was far away, he saw the truth about the white river earlier than the people in the tribe.

"Insect eggs".

The swarms of insects laid eggs as they flew, and soon their number and size were several times larger than before.

Just as the army was approaching the tribe, painful howls were heard from the house where the pregnant women were.

This sound is not the birth of a newborn baby, but the screams of pregnant women who can't bear the pain.

Countless people were stunned by this, and even the wizards and elders in the tribe could not explain what was happening before their eyes.

In the human stomach, a "worm" is breaking out of its cocoon.

The chubby worm, which looks like a baby born for the first time in the world, is greedily absorbing the first free nutrition, but the price is the death of a life.

It is visible to the naked eye that after absorbing nutrients, the tender white flesh grows a hard shell. In a very short period of time, the "worms" born from these pregnant women's wombs have the same strength as the insect soldiers from the outside world.

Then, without even a moment's delay, these insects began the mission engraved on their souls—reproduction.

They eat people, animals, earth, bricks and stones. Once they have absorbed enough energy, they begin their horrific self-replication.

One becomes two, two becomes four, until they become more and more, filling the earth, filling the sky, and connecting every corner and gap between the stars with wings without leaving any room.

Yao Luo even saw that the red pigment on the decorative prints placed by the tribe at the door began to emerge from the stone as if it were given life, wanting to spread its wings to the outside world.

"Can everything be polluted just by having a concept related to 'birth'?"

Yao Luo broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes solemn, this was completely different from any concept of "insect race" he had known in his previous life. No matter how large their numbers were, they generally had a "mother nest". If it was destroyed, the number of insects would be suppressed.

But the insects in front of us don’t have a mother nest at all, or rather, each of them is its own mother nest!

There was a gleam in Yao Luo's eyes. This time, he was going to give it a try. Would changing the "past" bring about new variables?
The next second, in the tribe at the foot of the mountain, the people who survived and had not yet died saw the incomparable light in the sky that illuminated half of the sky...

fire!
(End of this chapter)