Chapter 787

... does the planet also have a brain?

Lin Sanjiu was full of surprise for a moment, and stood stunned in place, but he didn't know what to do. Just a few questions and answers, the earth cavity became quiet again. At this time, only the unknown liquid fell into the water depression drop by drop, and the quiet echo gradually dissipated.

Standing not far from the front, spaan slightly tilted his head, revealing a straight profile of the bridge of his nose. He lowered his eyes and avoided the mother king. "I see. How much nutrients do you need in order to grow up? Maybe we can help you."

No.

That voice, which is like a voice directly pressing on the soul, is huge and broad and fills my mind; It's hard to describe the tone of mother Wang's speech, and it's even hard to say whether it has a tone or not——

As a steak, you should have the appearance of a steak.

As soon as this sentence came to his ears, Lin Sanjiu was shocked and immediately raised his head. She will never forget this sentence until she dies - in her hometown world, it was Ren Nan who said this sentence to her, which opened her first day as an evolutionist.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

She opened her mouth and felt her lips trembling gently. "Spaian, it... I've heard this sentence from other people before. I doubt that it can intercept some messages in our brains."

"Is it your memory?" Spaan raised his voice slightly. Just after asking a half sentence, the mother king's voice was again depressed.

... you will always be separated on this side of the glass, looking at other people's lives... Parallel lines that will never intersect.

This sentence is very strange, obviously not from her memory; When Lin Sanjiu raised his head, he just saw that spaan suddenly twisted his head.

After the mother king's words fell, there was suddenly no movement in the soil cavity - it seemed to give up the attack of purple black worm, but was silent in a dead silence; Lin Sanjiu looked up and looked at grandma. The human shaped special object hit her eyes and soon understood her meaning.

Shenpo looked at the brain behind them for a while and shook her head.

She didn't say anything, which means that the mother king didn't do anything.

In this way, in a cavity unknown to how many meters deep underground, the two stood stiffly with their backs to a mountain like brain, neither of them moved nor made a sound.

What is the mother king doing?

"You're right," spaan suddenly broke the silence. Different from the casual and intimate tone in the past, he sounded really angry at the moment, and his voice sank coldly: "it can indeed touch our memory. But now, it should capture only some fragments."

That sentence really belongs to him.

"How did it do it?" Lin Sanjiu's nails sank deeply into his palm, "why... Is it the parasite we are infected with? Can the parasite do this?"

"Have you heard of Toxoplasma gondii?" The blond man whispered, "it is carried by the cat in the body, which has no effect on the cat itself; on the contrary, mice infected with Toxoplasma gondii will lose their fear of the cat... They will even walk in front of the cat without knowing to escape."

The mother king behind him was still silent, as if he did not exist. Otherwise, Lin Sanjiu knew that she couldn't be so lucky, and she even wondered whether it was going to let them go.

"I've heard... Do you mean that the parasites we are infected with are very similar to Toxoplasma gondii?"

"Yes, but it's much better than it." Spaan thought while answering, "once this parasite invades our brain, it can immediately split into three new sources of infection, driving us to spread them. It seems that our emotional center is the first to be affected and destroyed."

"So although our reason is still there, we are neither afraid nor suspicious." Lin Sanjiu said here and added, "information about Shambhala also enters our brain through parasites, right?"

The blonde man nodded, "this is the only reason."

The clearer their voices are when they speak, the more silent the mother king behind them appears. Such a huge and amazing "brain" was only dyed with a gully and curved edge by the light, and most of the body melted into the darkness... Lin Sanjiu imagined that it was stuck on the back of their heads like a ghost at this time, quietly listening to their every word.

"The parasite has probably invaded our hippocampus now - the place where we store our memories." Spaan raised his hand and clicked his temple, but he still didn't look back. "So it can touch our memory."

"I see," Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but spit out, "they somehow read a little bit of our fragmentary memory, and... Passed it on to the mother king." After thinking for several seconds, she finally found a suitable analogy: "like... Like Bluetooth transmission!"

"Yes," spaan nodded, as if to say something, but suddenly stopped. He thought for a while before reopening his mouth, and his voice was a little erratic: "yes... But I'm not as optimistic as you. I don't think the mother's goal is to read a little bit of our memories."

"You mean?"

"I suddenly can't remember what to say." The blonde man shook his head hard, "... Its goal is very clear, that is, to absorb our brains as nutrients. So many people came to Shambala, but I'm afraid it's rare to be able to constantly fight against their will like you and me... It encountered such a rare situation, and I think it must be brewing a new way to deal with us."

"Is it going to start with our hippocampus?"

This time, her voice fell for a long time, and she still didn't hear an echo from spaan. He seemed to be stunned and stood straight ahead; Lin Sanjiu called him several times in a row, and he seemed to be suddenly shocked, "what did you say?"

"You... What's the matter with you?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned and asked in a low voice, "continue talking?"

"Continue to say what?" Spaan seemed a little stunned: "why didn't the mother king move?"

"I don't know." She murmured, "by the way, what did you just say...?"

She clearly remembered that she was still thinking about something just now, but in a flash she forgot what had just passed in her mind. How could she not remember it.

"I forgot." Spaan said word by word.

Lin San also forgot.

"This is too coincidental, this is abnormal." She murmured, "are we talking about why the mother king didn't move?"

It's just a conversation just half a minute ago, but now it's like a piece of silk thread falling into the water. As the water waves drift slowly to the depths of her mind, she can only grasp it with empty hands.

"No, no," a hoarse old woman's voice drew their eyes to the God woman. Her long, pointed nose hung down, shining with sweat in the dark: "did you forget? What did you just say about the hippocampus and memory - how could you forget it so soon?"

The feeling of "sudden enlightenment" was like a beam of moonlight cast at night, which just lit up Lin Sanjiu's mind, and then it seemed to be swallowed by dark clouds, leaving her only a misty mist.

Almost as soon as shenpo's voice fell, she forgot it again.

It seems that the same is true of sparan.

"I vaguely remember that we were saying that the counterattack just now didn't work." He said low, "what items do you have that can automatically attack without operation?"

Lin Sanjiu heard Teacher Yi's voice vaguely delimited from the depths of her mind, and it drifted away before she could hear it clearly.

What is she reminding herself of?

"I have," she said hurriedly before she had time to think more. The painter was called out twice in a short period of time, and seemed a little overwhelmed; But the goal of this time is very clear - Lin Sanjiu pointed behind him. He immediately grabbed his bucket and brush, hurried to the front of spaan, set up an easel and sat down.

The light in the earth cavity is dim, and all details are submerged in a haze; So he drew very quickly, stopped the brush, and suddenly a strong air flow blew in the soil cavity, straight into the blank of the canvas. The wind kept hitting something behind him, hitting a soft shell like texture, making a sharp and crisp sound; Even in the size of the mother king, it was moved by the suction of the canvas - it was probably resisting the suction, and the ground was constantly impacted, and a heavy tremor came again and again.

Spaan did not move.

"I always think we seem to have forgotten something very important..." his low voice was almost undetectable in the sound of the mother king hitting the earth. As he spoke, he glanced at the empty canvas in the middle - and then suddenly froze.

"Lin," he suddenly raised his voice, pointed to the canvas and shouted, "can you see? Beside this blank, that is, at the feet of the mother king - it seems that a person is lying."

Lin Sanjiu was surprised and squinted at the canvas. But the painter just ran too far to capture the panorama, and she couldn't see anything for a moment; Spaan looked down for a few seconds, and immediately breathed out a long breath: "it's MIM!"

No -- the idea immediately rose from her heart.

At this time, the mother king was attracted to the canvas, and was struggling and rolling behind, shaking the soil cavity and lifting countless dust; MIM is too close to it. As long as he is rolled by that brain, no matter whether he was dead or alive just now, all he can leave is a pool of flesh and blood.

"I'll bring him back," spaan shook his hand, and the half moon silver light disappeared with the goddess, replaced by a waist high metal cylinder on the ground. Lin Sanjiu was stunned and hurriedly shouted, "wait, don't turn around!"

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