Chapter 1 Alien Brigade

In the chaotic sky, lead-gray clouds pile up and will collapse at any time.

The endless swamp is emitting black bubbles, and the pungent and cold black swamp gas will cover 100 meters above the sky.

This is the desperate place on the western edge of the Yellow Spring World - the Fallen Sun Swamp. There is no concept of time here. Only skeletons and a carp similar to snakes live in this desolate swamp. In addition, as long as any creature falls into the sun swamp, it will be completely corroded by the acid swamp in an instant.

The roaring wind is full of despair, cold and smelly. Now it is the first "Shuofeng season" in the Huangquan world, which is equivalent to the spring of the human world. Now the world is full of germination and vitality, and here, cold wind and death have just begun.

Suddenly, a dazzling light tore apart the gray clouds, and the meteor-like light roared to the swamp.

In the fallen swamp, six meters below the rotten mud, the old Hank quietly lurked. It is an ugly corpse grouper, but because of its thousands of years of growth, it has become a giant low-level demon 30 meters long. The nearby spotted fish and muddle-headed skeletons will flee far away as long as they smell the smell of old Hank.

Old Hank's goal at this time is mandoura, a charming creature more than three meters high on the mud. It is a living organism between plants and animals, relying on the slender pores secreting anesthetic gases on the trunk of plants to catch plankton in the air.

The roots of mandox gradually extend to the interior of the swamp. Whisw, the fierce sound of whip** sounded in the roaring wind, and the round and flat flower-like enchanting head suddenly burst, and a mass of octopus-like furry little things flew out. In addition, the entire plant trunk of mandodia was dragged into the mud.

Although he did not capture the core of mandox, old Hank was still satisfied, and his several meters-long tentacles dragged mandox into the giant mouth of Sensen. Old Hank was about to eat deliciously, and the meteor in the sky hit it impartially.

Then, there is a long silence.

When Fang Xin woke up, all his bones seemed to be broken, which was extremely painful.

Fang Xin thought silently, what happened?

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Fang Xin was originally a homeless child in Zhonghai City. He has been picking up garbage and making a living by some street swindlers.

This month, Haishi entered the rainy season, and Fang Xin had no way to make a living. He was really hungry and robbed the fat braised meat shop owner to get some pigs. He vaguely remembered that he was just being chased by the owner of the braised meat shop behind him with a kitchen knife, and the boss kept scolding "the dead cub with thunder and the dead cub with thunder in the sky".

Suddenly, Fang Xin heard a loud crash in the sky and suddenly rose up.

At that time, Fang Xin only felt that all kinds of forces were tearing his body desperately. In the whirlpool of violent power, he thought he would become a pile of broken garbage. At the critical moment, he crashed into the body of a giant octopus-like monster, and then all the pain stopped.

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The internal organs seemed to have moved, and Fang Xin spit out all the bitter water in his stomach. He tried to get up, but his hands were covered with the monster's sticky **, which was very slippery. After several efforts, his upper body barely emerged from the monster's sticky flesh.

Fang Xin moaned while looking at the situation around him. Immediately, he opened his eyes wide and was stunned.

"What the hell!"

Under the cloudy sky, at a glance, the edge of the pungent and foggy swamp is at a loss.

Fang Xin is standing on the monster's torso at this moment, like standing in an isolated island in the ocean. What makes him more palpitated that the monster's torso is also gradually falling into the mud.

"Damn, where is this? What's going on? Dreaming?" Fang Xin woke up from his dizziness and raised his eyes, and was even more frightened - a skeleton more than a meter long, and two gloomy flames flashed in the empty eye frame of the blue skull, and moved clumsily to him step by step!

No, to be precise, the skeleton is sliding. Under the skeleton's feet are transparent plants as shiny as greasy silk, and the skeleton walks on the mud with this lubricated plant!

Fang Xin opened his mouth and watched the skeleton approach step by step. The trembling sound of stepping on the corrupt mud is no less than the music of death. I don't know why, Fang Xin always felt that in the empty eyes of the skeleton, the two faint blue flames had a greedy desire, just like the vendors he met in Zhonghai City. Their expressions staring at money were as obsessed as the skeleton in front of them.

Fang Xin wanted to run, but he found that his legs had fallen into the sticky and smelly meat mud, and many mesh objects entangled him.

It turned out that the place where he fell was the huge compound eye on the top of the head of the corpseed fish monster old Hank. This is the only most vulnerable place on the corpseed fish. Old Hank died under the huge impact and directly returned to the happy land of Pluto.

The corpse grouper is dense with fibrous nerve tissue, and the fishnet wraps around Fang Xin's feet.

"God Mary, kiss your thighs...sexier than Lin Zhiling's Guanyin Empress... Long live Allah... Buddha, help..."

When he was in a hurry and went to the hospital, Fang Xin saw the approaching skeletons and carried out all the highest gods and Buddhas in human religion that he could think of and hugged them together.

"Damn it, isn't it just smashing a few stones into the dung pit? God, are you worth doing this? How much benefit does the dead pig in the braised meat shop give you? Damn, I don't want to die in this damn place!"

The broken pain of the body tells Fang Xin very clearly - this is not a dream! As the skeleton approached step by step, Fang Xin even saw the shiny ** flowing down the skull's mouth.

The more Fang Xin struggled, the deeper he fell into the mud. The strong smell of rotten body fluids made him suffocating. The step by step of death was pressed, and there was only a strong desire to survive in his bright head, and the blood went straight to his brain and his face turned red.

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Thousands of miles of the fallen swamp, not far from the place where Fang Xin fell, there was a huge strange yellow cloud floating, and the whispering sound came from the yellow clouds.

"Master Fa Keyue, since the White Night can kill old Hank at once, how can he be so afraid of a low-level skeleton now?"

"Fall from a height of 10,000 meters... He should have been seriously injured and has no power to protect himself." The speaker's voice was majestic and a little hesitant.

A voice muttered relentlessly: "Even the injured White Night people will not be afraid of a skeleton, will they? OH, the white night people are afraid of the skeleton monster... It's better to kill me than to believe this..."

"Then I'll kill you!" The majestic voice just now turned cold. As soon as the words fell, a earth-shaking howling came from the yellow clouds. Of course, all the sounds were obscured by strange yellow clouds.

The sticky saliva of the skeleton dripped, and it kept flowing down his neck from Fang Xin's head. The mossy green skeleton arms clumsily groped for the prey in front of him. It's very strange in its simple thinking. Why did the lively prey just now suddenly have no breath?

Fang Xin's body is stiff and motionless at this moment, leaving the skeleton on himself like a dead pig**. In his annoy, he suddenly remembered that in his original world, some beasts did not eat dead things. Since you can't escape, you can simply pretend to be dead.

Fang Xin made a mistake and really bet on him. For a skeleton, a dead thing has no nutrients worth absorbing. But Fang Xin also underestimated the spirit of skeleton perseverance. In order to confirm whether the prey in front of him still has life, the skull's clumsy arm groped on Fang Xin's body, including under his armpit, and the skull was close to Fang Xin's face, as if he wanted to see a trace of life from it.

"This skeleton is not necrophilia, is it?"

Seeing that the skeleton's hands had been touching him, Fang muttered confidently, and at the same time, he found a terrible thing - he was sinking down! Fang Xin was originally trapped in the huge compound eye of the corpse, and the eyeball more than four meters deep was undoubtedly a huge flesh-and-blood swamp.

First his feet, then his thighs and waist... Fang Xin fell into the mud and meat swamp little by little. Because he has lived in the highly corrosive swamp for thousands of years, the flesh and blood of the corpse old Hank is also full of acid**, and part of Fang Xin's body is now trapped in the mud and is burning.

Move is death, and motion is also death. Fang Xin is in a dilemma. He crossed his heart and his hands wanted to pull the greasy plant under the skeleton's feet. Since the skeleton can walk in the swamp with that thing, if you have that thing, you can escape from this damn place!

Fang Xin is no different from the robbery plan of plucking hair from the tiger's buttocks, and the skeleton movement before the meeting has changed again. The skeleton's mouth made strange syllables, and the bones creaked and squatted down. The empty eyes looked down at Fang Xin's right hand and remained motionless.

Fang Xin noticed the strange behavior of the skeleton, secretly raised his eyelids to observe the skeleton, and then quickly looked at the place where the skeleton's attention was focused - his right hand!

The black flame, yes, is a quietly burning black flame. The flame was like a flowing**, gushing out of a sunken skin on his right wrist. The color is very similar to the mud of the swamp, and it can't be detected without careful observation.

The black flame seems to have an invisible magic that attracts skeletons. The skull lowered a little more, directly reaching an inch away from Fang Xin's right hand, and a drop of saliva dripped impartially onto the flame.

Rumbled, and the saliva was like dripping into the boiling oil. The black flame lifted the quiet mask and exposed a ferocious face. The ten-meter-long flame flew out and devoured the skeleton like a dragon. The strong high temperature not only instantly turned the skeleton into ashes, but also evaporated the water vapor within a few meters.

Driven by the strong wind, black flames raged everywhere. The swamp near Fang Xin became a cracked field, and all kinds of swamp plants turned into a pile of ashes, and old Hank's body completely became a huge dried salted fish. At the moment when the flames rose, Fang Xin only felt a force suddenly penetrated into his body, and then pulled everything in his body away. , including strength, including consciousness...

"Oh!" In the yellow clouds, a feminine woman exclaimed.

I don't know how long it took before Fang Xin woke up.

The roaring wind sounded in my ears, surrounded by a blank darkness, and many cold light flashed from time to time in the darkness, as if there were countless peeping eyes. Fang Xin wanted to pinch himself hard, but his whole body was soft like a pile of mud and had no strength. He was cruel and bite down the tip of his tongue hard. The salty blood was accompanied by strong pain, which made him understand that he was still immersed in the extremely real nightmare.

"Master Facoyue, he woke up, he woke up..." Countless voices chirping in the dark. The rustling sound was extremely fine. Fang Xin felt a lot of inexplicable things approaching, and the furry things sprayed hot noses and sniffed up and down on his body.

Fang Xin opened his eyes wide and remained motionless, trying to keep calm, but his heart was like a hanging bucket.

"Hee, master, he's afraid. His heart is beating 250 now!" A sharp voice smiled.

Fang almost vomited blood in his confidence. Two hundred and fifty heartbeat? That hasn't been a long time since!

"Don't be afraid. I didn't mean to hurt you, my slave.

In the darkness, first a little Mars suddenly jumped out of thin air, and then the Mars burst out a dazzling light like tens of millions of suns. There was a panicked whine around.

Suddenly encountering the strong light, Fang Xin's eyes stung with tears, and it took him a long time to gradually adapt. He vaguely saw a tall girl standing quietly not far away, with thousands of sunlight bursting from her raised right fingertip.

The girl's beautiful melon seed face is slightly pale, and her eyes are deep and touching, as if its focus is always somewhere farther away, dreamy and blurred.

But Fang Xin is not in the mood to appreciate beautiful women now. Slave...slave?" His eyes were wide open and he stammered, "You said I... I'm your slave? What does this mean?"

The girl said blankly, "I saved you. According to the rules of Huangquanjie, your life is mine. Of course, if you are strong enough to surpass me, you can naturally not respect this rule. But I think it's impossible. With your current strength, a nightmare under me can easily subdue you.

Only then did Fang Xin notice that there was a black fog-like humanoid creature crawling at the girl's feet. This thing seemed to be afraid of the light in the girl's hand, and her whole head was buried close to the yellow-brown soft ground.

It's not a taste in Fang's confidence. He usually wanders around in Zhonghai City and is used to being shouted by "little hooligans and little beasts". As for the "slave" or the first time to hear people shout like this, isn't this equivalent to saying that he sold it to her?

"You have to eat a gun to be a human trafficker!" Fang Xin said with a long education, thinking about the tone of those leaders on TV. Girl, what's wrong with you? Why do you choose such a futureless career as a trafficker? It is wrong to deprive others of their freedom of existence. Besides, did you get my consent? No. Does the government have any approval? No! Do you have a conscience? I can't go..."

Just as Fang Xin was about to continue to talk, the girl's fingertips pointed at him, and a dazzling fire hit him. Fang Xin instantly turned into a dark and oily African roast chicken. He could even smell the fragrant smell of barbecue from his buttocks.

"Remember, the third rule of slavery: talk less and do more. Article 8 of the Law of Slavery: It is absolutely not allowed to challenge the authority of the master! You can't speak more than five sentences in front of me in the future!"

Fang Xin's whole body was like a melting pot. After listening to the girl's words, he nodded unwillingly. He now fully understands that reasoning with the girl in front of him is no different from talking to a chicken and a duck, and its danger is far greater than that of a figure like the original medieval gangster in the world. At present, the wisest thing is to shut up. At the same time, his brain is full of paste, and he needs time to carefully sort out a clue.

"My name is Fa Keyue, and you will respectfully call me the master of Fa Keyue in the future!"

The girl slamed into the room without the light of her fingertips. It was dark in the blink of an eye, and the crawling black fog creature slowly surrounded Fang Xin.

The yellow clouds on the swamp gradually drifted away and disappeared in the distant distance. Only a piece of charred black cracked hard soil was left on the swamp, which was slowly swallowed by the bubble mud.