Star Wars Civilization

Chapter 006: Hunger

Every paralyzed nerve returned to normal, and the brain, which was surrounded by powerful forces, also regained clear thinking. The power that rushed into his body was completely surrounded, digested, and absorbed by the power of the foundation-building insects during this repair!

Shen Zheng felt that his brain heard a painful insect sound, but he was not sure whether it was a real sound or just an illusion. Because the action of "listening" should be completed with the ears, but he felt that the brain directly "heard" it.

It doesn't matter, what matters is that the body has returned to normal.

He instinctively took a few steps back quickly, and his left hand touched his forehead in panic.

There was nothing, the cat-sized insect got in, but there was not even a crack on his head. [

"Was it just an illusion just now?" He couldn't help thinking so.

"New soldier, have you finished vomiting?" An old soldier in the distance turned around and shouted at him. "Come and help me after you finish vomiting!"

Shen Zheng looked at the half-burnt car body again, looked around hesitantly, and then turned around and ran towards the veteran.

"Should I tell others what happened just now?" He thought in his mind, still not sure.

"If all that is true, what will they do to me? Will they dissect me for research? Will they kill me directly because they are worried that the insect will control me and do something bad? If it is just an illusion, won't they have more reasons to laugh at me if I tell them?"

Weighing the pros and cons, Shen Zheng finally decided not to tell this matter first.

The search lasted for half an hour, and all the insect sound signals on the insect sound discriminator disappeared, because those powerful giant insects that were not yet dead had either been killed by Feng Yu and the suicide squad, or gradually lost their vitality and died.

Feng Yu also informed the other members of the second formation of the news here through the communicator, and ordered them to stay on the spot and pay attention to protecting the surroundings.

"We should protect this group of people." Feng Yu looked at the shoulder straps of the dead human uniforms and sighed. "Unfortunately, we are a step too late."

"Even if we make it in time, I'm afraid we will just add a bunch of corpses, right?" An old soldier said with lingering fear. "Captain, look, there are almost 400 steel beetles with insect strength over 60. Even if our formation plus the third formation go together, I'm afraid..."

"Why are there so many powerful steel beetles?" Feng Yu frowned. He couldn't figure it out, and there was no need to think too much, but he immediately reported the result to Liang Long, the leader of the Wolf Fang Corps.

"Collect the team." Liang Long replied, "Search carefully now to see if you can find any useful clues or things."

"Nothing." Feng Yu replied.

Shen Zheng couldn't help but look at the wreckage of the armored truck. An old soldier noticed it, searched it, and said he had found nothing.

Hesitantly, Shen Zheng decided not to tell about the little bug.

"Retreat." Feng Yu gave the order.

Cleaning up the scene and repairing the road were not the mission of the Corps. The soldiers had only one mission: to protect humans and kill insects.

The retreat was swift, because there was no need to be careful about being discovered by the powerful bugs. Soon, the death squad returned to the convoy with no casualties, and the convoy quickly returned. When they came to the location of the third formation convoy that was ordered to stop and wait for them, the soldiers of the second formation showed a look of pride and contempt.

The soldiers of the third formation lowered their heads and felt ashamed. In the face of danger, others chose to rush forward, but they chose to stay where they were. Shame. [

The two formations returned to the headquarters of the Wolf Fang Legion. The soldiers disbanded and returned to the camp to rest, and the two formation leaders came to report to the legion commander Liang Long.

"I don't have much say." Carters, the captain of the third formation, looked a little unhappy. "Let Captain Feng Yu speak."

"They survived." Feng Yu sighed, "They died miserably. Judging from their ranks, the soldiers in this unit are all top-notch, and their insect strength should generally be around 70. I'm afraid the captain who leads them is comparable to you."

"I didn't expect it." Liang Long sighed, "They are a special forces unit, and this time they are carrying out an escort mission. More than half a month ago, they were suddenly attacked by powerful insects, and since then, powerful insects have continued to attack them. For this reason, they issued a request for help and began to move forward more cautiously. They walked for half a month for just a few dozen kilometers. You can imagine what kind of insect tide they faced..."

"Why is this happening?" Feng Yu frowned.

"Really didn't find anything?" Liang Long asked unwillingly.

"No." Feng Yu shook his head. "What exactly are they transporting?"

"Yeah, I'm curious too..." Liang Long fell into silence.

While they were discussing this mysterious incident, Shen Zheng had returned to his team.

"This is a very lucky operation." Fang He came over after the disbandment and walked side by side with Shen Zheng. "It's not dangerous at all, but it gives you a chance to show off. I think your team leader seems to think highly of you."

"That's lucky." Shen Zheng smiled.

"I have checked the information of the foundation-building insects." Fang He said, "I have always wanted to find a chance to tell you, but the training is too hard and the time is too tight. Your adaptability is so high that even the foundation-building insects can exert extremely strong power in your body. Among the insect-planters who have implanted foundation-building insects in history, the strongest one lived for more than 140 years, and his physical qualities in all aspects have improved four times. I think with your adaptability, you should be able to improve more."

Shen Zheng looked at Fang He, and his heart was touched. This person did not come to curry favor with him when he was a "genius", but he was the first to come to comfort and help him when he was suffering.

"Don't worry, I will work hard." Shen Zheng did not say too many words of thanks. He believed that actual actions were much more important than empty thanks.

"No more words, I have to report back to the team." Fang He smiled shyly.

Looking at Fang He's leaving figure, Shen Zheng felt a little funny while being moved - this Fang He looked righteous and majestic when he stood up for justice, but he was always shy when talking to him. He was really a collection of contradictions.

After returning the guns at the armory, Shen Zheng walked towards the barracks of the third squad while thinking about the strange experience today, wondering whether the scene was real or an illusion.

When passing the military building, he suddenly felt hungry, but he didn't care. At this time, there was still more than half an hour before the meal, so he endured the hunger and returned to the barracks.

But this feeling of hunger became stronger and stronger. Shen Zheng felt as if he hadn't eaten for more than ten days. He was almost going crazy with hunger. He couldn't help but feel a little scared-could this be the sequelae of the bug that got into my body?

Thinking of this, he shuddered.

In any case, he had to fill his stomach first. This feeling of hunger was really uncomfortable.

So he was the first to rush to the cafeteria, the first to get his food, found a table and sat down and started eating without saying a word. [

"Starving ghost reincarnation?" The cook in the cafeteria stared at him from a distance and muttered.

"The third formation just came back from a mission." Another cook said, "It's understandable."

Shen Zheng didn't hear these words - even if they shouted at the top of their lungs, Shen Zheng wouldn't listen to him. At this moment, he only thought about eating up the meal quickly to relieve the unbearable hunger.

He wolfed down a pound of rice and two large boxes of vegetables in a blink of an eye, but the hunger didn't ease at all. He became more and more anxious and ran to get another meal. In the surprised eyes of the cooks, he quickly devoured it.

"Will this guy die of fullness?" Some cooks whispered, full of worry.

Can't eat anymore.

When Shen Zheng put down the empty bowl, he gritted his teeth and warned himself. He already felt his stomach was bloated and painful. If he ate more, I'm afraid that small internal organs would be ruptured.

But the hunger became stronger and stronger. So he finally understood that this hunger did not come from his digestive system, but from his brain.

The brain felt the hunger, but this hunger was relieved by the stomach's satisfaction. Food had no effect on this hunger.

It was uncomfortable, too uncomfortable. The feeling of emptiness and powerlessness made people not want to endure it for a moment, and they just wanted to open their mouths and swallow the whole world.

"What's wrong with me?" Shen Zheng asked himself again and again in his heart, but there was no answer.

He staggered out of the cafeteria. It was getting dark at this time, and it was dinner time. Soldiers from various camps came to the cafeteria one after another, and he went against the flow to the military camp.

"Shen Zheng!" Fang He, who was coming towards him, saw him and hurried to meet him. "Have you finished eating?"

"I'm a little hungry, so I finished eating first. I'm going back to rest." Shen Zheng forced himself to smile at him. He didn't want Fang He and anyone else to know about his abnormality.

After saying goodbye to Fang He, he walked on the road, enduring the strong feeling of hunger, and gradually there were no other soldiers around him. He walked alone on the road in the camp, staggering.

Suddenly, a breath with extreme temptation made him stop in his tracks. His eyes radiated a shining light, and he turned his head to look at the place where the breath came from.

The building of the military department.

"What is this breath?" He was a little surprised, but he couldn't resist it. He stared at the building closely, as if it was a delicious cake that could relieve his hunger that could not be relieved.

There were two sentinels standing there in front of the building, with faces full of expression. Shen Zheng knew that they were just decorations. Anyone in the barracks who wanted to enter the military department could enter at will, but it was completely impossible to walk around inside.

Although it was a decoration, it still worked. Although Shen Zheng wanted to enter the building to see where the breath that attracted him came from, he didn't dare to be reckless.

He held back and strode away without showing any abnormality. It was not until he returned to the barracks that he threw himself on the bed and curled up in pain.

The feeling of hunger was still there, so the military building that exuded the same attractive breath as cake was in his mind.

Do you want to go? Do you want to go?

He was tempted by his own thoughts - quietly go around to the back, pry open a piece of glass in the guarded area, enter the building, and find the source of the temptation.

The more he lay there, the more uncomfortable he felt. He was almost going crazy in the silence. So he jumped up again, ran out of the barracks, and ran to the training ground.

Maybe hitting the sandbags madly for a while would relieve the pain? He thought so.

Suddenly, he stopped because he clearly felt a faint breath.

It was the same breath emanating from the military building, full of temptation, which made him unable to resist.

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