I Am In Marvel

Saka Star, a field dump.

Above the sky, a huge space-time wormhole with a radius of one kilometer is gradually shrinking. Under the background of thunderstorms and garbage rain, the tail flames of the eagle fighter jets are faintly visible. Inside the cave.

Below the ground, the wreckage of the crashed large spaceship leaned on half of the garbage mountain, and the raging fire spread out, and the hot tongue quickly swallowed everything within a kilometer range.

Dozens of small and medium-sized spacecraft guarded by planets passed by at low altitude, and they could only control the spread of flames in the area, and no more rescue operations were carried out on the large spacecraft that was obviously impossible to survive.

This catastrophic fire lasted for a full half a day, until the sky fell into the night and the flames extinguished, and the guard spacecraft returned to the main city of Saka, leaving behind a piece of scorched ashes.

At night, colorful wormholes are everywhere in the sky, and the faint starry morning will sprinkle the cold light on the burning soil.

'Bone Lulu--'

The ashes of the rubbish trembled slightly, and a gray liquid tentacled suddenly emerged from underneath, followed by a lump of liquid body.It completely squirmed out of the soil, shaking off the dust on its body, and its body surface was similar in color to ashes, and it was crawling on the ground even if it was close to half a meter.

Quietly in the center of the burning soil area, the liquid creature was lost in thought, and a series of questions glowed in his mind.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

After asking for three consecutive questions, after getting no answer, the liquid creature tried to slide on the ground.

It passed by a small group of remaining flames, covered it with curiosity, and easily extinguished the flame with its body.

When the flame went out, suddenly, an extremely familiar voice reverberated in its mind.

"Massacre, I hope that in the next life, you won't have anything to do with me..."

As if receiving a huge stimulus, the liquid creature made a sharp, hoarse, painful sound, rolling on the ground full of ashes, making a faint sound of talking to itself.

"Who are you? Who am I?!"

"I am a slaughter?... No! I am not... I am Venom? No!... I am not I am not..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

After a long time, the liquid creatures tended to calm down, chanting repeatedly, "I am a toxin."

"Yes, I am Toxin." Toxin said in a sigh of relief, self-convincingly.

It is neither a slaughter nor a venom.

Derived indirectly from slaughter, reborn in the flames, it is a brand-new neonatal symbiont life!

But those memories of regret or sin have not been inherited in the slightest.

After a brief period of confusion, the toxin told it instinctively that it must find other creatures to survive as its host.

"Yes. I didn't find the meaning of existence, I couldn't simply die!" Toxin convinced himself, Gu Lulu squirmed and slid, leaving the burned soil area with no signs of life, and moving forward to the city with flashing lights in the distance.

Eight years later.

The main city of Saka, the outer city street.

"It's time to go to the wild to deliver goods, Bagu!"

"Okay, boss!"

A big alien with double horns on his head responded, swiftly caught the identification card thrown by the boss, waved his hand, and walked towards the medium-sized spacecraft docked on the side of the street.

Using the identification card to start the spacecraft, the alien man sits in the main pilot position, skillfully manipulates the driving equipment, and launches the spacecraft into the open air.

Looking at the colorful wormhole outside the windshield, the alien man pursed his lips, and his dark gray eyes revealed some doubts.

Self-possessed and controlled this body, living on this planet like a day for eight years, the toxins were forgotten even in the burning area where they were born.

But for some reason, every time I look at the wormhole in the sky, there is always a sense of yearning, as if something is calling it.

"It's time to go home, Toxin."

That voice induced so.

Venom trembled, hugged his head, and let out a low growl of enduring pain.

Come back home?Where is its home?What is the meaning of its existence?

Who can tell it...

'Fuck!'

At this moment, the wind was blowing, and rubbish hit the windshield of the spacecraft being piloted from top to bottom.

Toxin looked up and saw a wormhole in the sky in front of him expanding a little bit, thunder and storm condensed, and began to tear into a huge devil hole.

"It's time to go home, Toxin!"

The voice that guided it grew stronger.

As if infected, the toxin stared at the space-time wormhole not far away, muttering to himself, "Yes, it's time to go home. It's time to return to... Earth!"

"Earth, earth!"

Toxin's gloomy eyes were firm, driving the spaceship, like a moth rushing to the devil's hole.

It doesn't even know where the earth is.

But there is a feeling in the toxin, going to the earth, you can answer all the questions about yourself!

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