Feather blades flying together

Chapter 94 New Years

In the middle of midwinter, the giant beasts in various cities in the mainland were cleaned up. The city walls were temporarily piled up with stones and then watered to form ice blocks. The houses in the city were dismantled and repaired without serious damage. After all, it is much safer and warmer than living in a tree house.

The frozen thick ice wall was actually stronger than the original stone wall, blocking the impact of some smaller monsters. All the residents of small towns moved to big cities, and their lives became stable again.

Countless raw materials were transported to the north non-stop, Duan Tianya's workshop was doubled in size, and a blast furnace was built under the Ya to make steel. The thick smoke billowed day and night, and the rumbling sound scared the giant beasts away.

People of the Falcon eye bloodline are particularly "righteous", and the northern defense line can't be blocked, so teams of nearly a hundred people are stationed in each large city.

The brothers who stayed in the north unscrupulously carried new weapons to bombard and kill the giant beasts across the border, leaving some "fish that slipped through the net with insufficient power" to go to major cities, and the squads staged blockbuster movies of killing giant beasts every day in each city.

Hearing the news that the giant beast was simply killed outside the city for days, boys and girls of different bloodlines and even females in some families dared to stand on the city wall to watch the big show.

Adults gradually wake up from the joy of moving back to a safe city.

The dry season has only passed half a year, and it is a headache to hear that the monsters on the opposite side of Tianzhu are still densely packed.Now there is a thick wall of ice blocking it. Once the ice and snow melt in spring, the dilapidated city wall will be useless. What should we do?

The most important thing is that everyone can't stay in the city forever. The livestock and cubs currently raised in the tree house will definitely be released in the spring, and the large gardens and fruit trees outside the city must be taken care of.

Otherwise there will be a famine next year.

The management of each city was fuming with anxiety, but they no longer dared to say anything to complain, they only complained tactfully to the little soldiers from Duantianya.

Of course Hayame knows this problem, and they can only see one way at the moment, making more ammunition.

The little guys with extremely high flying speeds get back new news every day, and take these city bosses who have never seen the big scene to fly to Tianchao against the cold wind.

The family members of the group of elders in Hongsen City were specially named to go there.

Halfway through the flight, they saw an unimaginable corpse of a giant beast in the wilderness and forest in winter. When they flew to the sky and put them next to them, they all knelt down to see the situation on the other side.

On the opposite side of Madan, the huge beast that is almost connected head to tail, the one grinding its claws, shining its fangs, and flicking its tail to dig out the internal organs of the same kind...

As well as the red land with thousands of miles of dead bones everywhere, Yuren Continent is better no matter how you look at it, and the giant beasts that don't think about jumping over must be idiots.

At this time, no one dared to snort that the Falcon Eye bloodline would not resist letting the giant beasts invade the south, and the little Jiujiu in their hearts evaporated faster than the dew in the morning sun.

Coincidentally, at the dinner party with Marshal Charlie of the Northern Scorpio Garrison, all cities requested to increase the number of defense teams.

Charlie's face darkened, and the meat-cutting dagger stabbed on the plate. Everyone couldn't help shaking, and he cleared his throat slowly, "At present, everyone lives in more than 20 cities, and each city team Nearly a hundred people, do you know what this concept is?"

Glancing at the quail-like people around him, Charlie stared, "Half of the falcon-eyed fighters have scattered to you. The northern sky is thousands of kilometers away. The rest of the fighters will each have to resist the defense line for more than a mile!"

Everyone thought of the opposite bank they saw in the morning, and their backs were stiff on the spot.

"You need to use your brain!" Charlie snorted, "I want to save you all with all my might, but it looks like I can't save you even with all my might!"

Everyone was silent, and finally one tremblingly raised his hand and tried to ease the atmosphere with a trembling voice, "Guys, we will send people to start winter work to speed up the mining of mines when we go back, and we will definitely supply the production speed of the upper workshop. Thank you very much, brothers in the north We are fighting bravely for the peace of the mainland, I propose, for, and cheer for this!"

The falcon-eyed officers who were present looked at him like a fool, and were silent.

This was originally a common way of toasting when everyone was having a banquet. Some people in several cities had half-raised their cups by reflex, but unexpectedly no one responded, and immediately put them down in a low voice.

The owner of the Haidiao family was sitting at home, and it was Albert who came to the dinner. In the silence, he let out a laugh, "... Really, it's an eye-opener!"

Arthur twirled the cup in his hand, "Yes, I never knew that my brothers and sisters fought hard to snipe giant beasts, fighting for their lives, and the moment of life and death, in the eyes of you, it turned out to be something worthy of cheering and toasting. "

The wine glass in the hand of the person holding the glass was tilted, and the whole person slumped on the chair and almost rolled under the table.

A series of urgent explanations, "I just want to wish the soldiers an early victory!" "Yes, I want to toast, thank you..." "If I have such thoughts, I will be killed by a giant beast when I go out."...

Charlie swallowed the meat in his mouth amidst the noisy apology, and picked up the napkin to wipe his hands, "Okay, a slip of the tongue and a child's joke, you are too serious."

The frightened pale-faced people breathed a sigh of relief, fixed their eyes on the top inch of the plate, and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The whole meal is completely like a tiger and a rabbit sitting at the same table, relaxed and freehand while nervous and ready to pass at any time.

After the meal, hundreds of representatives from various cities refused the suggestion to stay inside the checkpoints on the edge of the Tianzhu defense line, and flew back to deal with the city's government affairs and raise materials to consolidate the defense line in spite of fatigue.

The people of the Falcon's eye bloodline didn't send them away either, and they pretended to keep them casually, then threw them away and let them go.

After flying a few miles away from Duantianya, all the people in the city isolated Hongsen's people by coincidence, and everyone formed a team and went south with each other as a wind bridge. During dinner, they chose a campsite together, treating them as invisible people.

These are the family members of the elders who made the decision together, even the son of the city lord. There are giant beasts in the wilderness from time to time. They don't dare to be too far away from the main force, so they have the cheek to follow everyone all the way to Hongsen and leave by themselves. .

These ten or so people didn't say a word along the way, and they really couldn't say anything. The panic about the giant beast, the bitterness of being isolated, what will happen in the future if this situation continues?

Who is to blame?The old man who was doing things was completely dead, and he couldn't even find a target?Is it possible to dig out the corpse to flog the corpse?

Enoch's messenger followed along in relief, and went back to convey the news by himself, and seized the time to mine.

The entire Yuren Continent was in full swing, braving the severe winter cold to start work.

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On the horizon, Chris slept until the afternoon. After waking up, he looked at the slanting sunset. He estimated that he had been asleep for seventeen or eighteen hours.

Arthur only comes back to sleep for two or three hours late at night these days, and the rest of the time he is working and preparing for the severe situation of spring.

After staring at the light on the bed in a daze for a while, he slowly got up from the bed, his bones were like a rusty machine, almost creaking twice when he moved.

After washing and changing clothes, I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, and the feathers on the wings fell off a few more the moment I went out. If this continues, I won't become a bald chicken, right?

He squatted down and picked up the pure white feathers with faint golden threads, and put them into a small wooden box, which had already been covered with two layers of such shed feathers.

Bazel's father said that when more than half of the feathers fall off, there will be a sudden change, and the wings extending from the entire back will turn into shadow feathers.

But now, the row of long and long tail feathers with a blue luster on the lower part of the wings has almost disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of short inner short feathers. It seems that it is not far away.

When the bedroom door on the second floor slammed, Baker, who was guarding the living room, put down the book in his hand and looked up. Seeing him crookedly leaning on the railing, he smiled, "Are you awake? The porridge is warm in the kitchen, come down and eat some."

Chris moved down the stairs slowly, stroking his stomach, "I don't seem too hungry."

Bazel helped him to sit on the sofa together, and picked up two feathers and put them in his hand, "At this time, I must eat as much as possible, although I won't feel hungry, and I won't have the strength to wait until the big changes. You these days They've lost a lot of weight."

"Okay, I'll eat, eat as much as I can, thank you, it's too hard for you." Chris lay lazily half on the sofa and watched Bazel go to the kitchen to get something.

He used the optical brain to test the body repeatedly, but because the optical brain did not have enough knowledge of the biological characteristics of the feathered people in this world, and there were not enough samples, he could only judge that the secretions in the body were changing subtly, but there was no standard for reference. to what extent.

How to collect enough individual sample data of Yuren?Do you want to open a hospital?

He also approached Daisy when she was sleeping several times under the pretext of helping to fetch things. I don't know if it was because the three individuals were female, but they seemed to be inconsistent.

Baker brought him a small cold dish made of green vegetables grown in the indoor sun room, accompanied by a large bowl of grain porridge, "Fruits are too easy to digest, or grains are better, I put a little honey for you, have a taste?"

"Brother Baker, you are so kind." Chris took a sip and narrowed his eyes happily, "Thank you."

Baker tucked the hanging hair behind his ears, "It's a special period~ Arthur should take good care of you. Uncle Bazel is so busy, I should take care of you. Don't be polite to me, you are the one who contributed the most people."

There are four females in the house who need to be taken care of, and Baker has almost become their full-time nanny, coming and staying from dawn, preparing three meals and helping to clean the house.

Eve still does a little housework during the three waking hours, and Chris spends a few of his waking hours trying to analyze the round buttons that came out of the monster's forehead.

With the help of Arthur, he had seen several giant beasts at close range, how these round buttons were taken out, and there was no line connected to the flesh and blood of the giant beasts outside the round buttons.

The process of putting these metal products into the forehead of the giant beast seems to be simple and rough, cut a wound, stuff it in, and sew it up.

Unless the giant beast has the ability to cut open the middle of its forehead and pull it out, it has to let them grow inside.

The signs of biological rejection of objects outside the body are obvious. When many round buttons were dug out from the heads of giant beasts, they were surrounded by pus. Some giant beasts may have died of serious injuries due to infection.

Roughly placing the foreign body, and ignoring the festering, the intelligent creature implanted with this thing, let's call it a human, obviously has no good plans for the giant beast.

Will it be your fellow countrymen?

Does this thing emit a signal?Can you drive a giant beast?Does it act directly on the body, or does it affect the nerves more deeply?

The biggest obstacle is still there. The difference between the other side and Yuren Continent is not only the gravity, but also the molecular structure of the substance. In addition to the known iron element polymer, what else was added in the manufacturing process of these round buttons?

After figuring this out, how can I make the round buckle work for me?

The optical brain listed hundreds of preliminary possibilities, and Chris wanted to rule them out one by one.

Seeing him snorting and eating quickly, Beck sat down on the workbench under the window again, sighed helplessly, cleaned up the dishes, put a glass of honey water for him, and continued to sit back and read.

After working continuously for more than an hour, Chris threw a piece of debris into the beaker and rubbed his eyes. He was so sleepy that he fell down unconsciously.

When the stars were slanting westward, Baker raised his head from the book and stretched himself, only to notice that there had been no movement in the room.

The three of Eve woke up once in the morning, and probably won't get up until dinner time, Chris...

Hey, Chris seems to have been quiet for a long time!

Baker suddenly stood up, and when he turned around, he saw Chris lying on the workbench, his brows were tightly frowned, and the wide wings on his back occasionally trembled and blurred.

"Oops," Baker jumped up, and whistled in the yard outside.

Soon a boy fell into the yard, "Brother Baker, what's the matter?"

Baker let out a sigh of relief, "Go, call all the idle children out immediately, find Arthur, and tell him that Chris needs him."

The young man's expression was serious, Brother Arthur's partner said, "I'll go right away, he should be near Duantianya, and he will be back soon, don't worry." The ending sound was scattered in the air, and the person was already tens of meters away.

Baker clenched his fists and went back to the room, trying his best to wake Chris up a little bit, and put him half-embraced on the sofa to lie down and cover him with a thin blanket. He didn't have the strength to hug him upstairs.

After thinking for a while, he then went to the bathroom to help them fill the water, rummaged through the closet, changed the whole set of bedding, checked that the sharp corners of the furniture in the room were covered with corners, and pushed the thick carpet standing in the corner. .

After everything was prepared, he was sweating and clapped his hands when he was tired. He must let Arthur thank him some other day. This was all his own work.

Then go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for everyone.

As soon as the sweet soup was stewed, the door was knocked open with a bang. Arthur was covered with cold, and saw Chris lying on the sofa at a glance.

Baker rushed to the kitchen door in time, "Stay away from him, you are too cold."

"Huh—" Arthur rubbed his hands, and he was relieved to see that Chris was breathing smoothly, "Thank you, Brother Baker, for notifying me."

Baker smiled proudly, "You have a lot to thank me for. Go upstairs and have a look first. If there is anything you are not satisfied with, adjust yourself, wash yourself, change into clean and soft clothes, and come and hug him up. I will help him up first. You take care of it for a while."

Arthur rushed upstairs to have a look. Baker had experience, and put away all the things he had prepared before, so he quickly washed himself and went downstairs. Baker gave him a bowl of bibimbap with rice and sauced meat, "the kitchen will always be Stewing porridge and soup, his body is a little weak, you should be more careful."

Arthur finished eating in big gulps, and nodded, "Thank you, I'll go to Haidiao's house some other day to get some pearls for you."

Baker smiled, "Then I'll just wait, let's go."

Arthur gently hugged Chris, feeling that the person in his arms was much lighter than before, bit his lips in distress, and kissed him on the forehead.

Chris groaned in a daze, woke up, opened his eyes a little, couldn't turn his mind at all, and hummed like a low-pitched mosquito, "Are you back?"

"Well, I'm back." Arthur carried him into the bedroom, closed the door, sat on the bed and hugged him to change his home clothes into a looser smock.

Chris's arms and legs were limp for him to play with, but he woke up a bit, "It's so early in the morning, don't I, I'm going to have Shadow Feather?"

"Yes," Arthur gently massaged his shoulder blades, "Is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt?"

"Hot," Chris tugged at the neckline of the blouse, "it's better now," trying to think of a suitable adjective, "it feels so tight, very tight, uncomfortable~"

Arthur put him down and lay down, went to the bathroom and twisted a hot towel under the blouse to wipe his body slowly, "Is this warm and comfortable?"

"It's not tight," Chris's eyebrows stretched a little, and suddenly Arthur rubbed his waist, and couldn't help but wince, "Itchy, scratch me."

Arthur leaned over and kissed him, "Not now, the back will be more itchy, let me touch it for you." His callused fingers rubbed the skin on the side of his waist, but it didn't help at all.

Sure enough, it was even more itchy. Chris felt that there were countless dense threads radiating from his back, each of which was like a bug crawling under the skin, and the path of blood bubbling was like countless busy little things rushing in the blood vessels, bumping out one after another. The walls of the blood vessels were almost itching to collapse.

Rational tears welled up in the corner of his eyes. He grabbed Arthur's sleeve and protested vaguely, "Why did you tell me itchy? If you don't tell me, maybe I won't remember it."

Arthur let go of him, and quickly went downstairs to bring up a large jug of prepared juice, "Drinking some water will make you feel better, it's the taste you like, and it will be fine soon, hold on."

Not only was it itchy, but there was also a breath stuck in his chest. Chris rolled around on the bed, if Arthur hadn't blocked his head and almost hit the backrest, and tightened his collar, "...how long?" He asked I feel like I'm going to cry.

Arthur took off his shirt, exposing his muscular upper body, wearing only a pair of loose trousers, and pulled his hand to stick to his cool skin, "Does this feel better?"

The pulsation in the blood vessels under the skin seemed to be quiet for a moment when it reached the normal body temperature. Chris went up to him, bit his shoulder, and asked vaguely, "Is there a good way to tell me quickly?"

Unable to bear without eating, Arthur gritted his teeth, took a sip of fruit juice that was too sweet for him, gagged Chris's mouth and fed it to him, "Drink a few more sips, and I'll tell you how to solve it quickly."

Only the partner can calm down the metamorphosis caused by secretion changes caused by orgasm in the female body. Strictly speaking, tonight is a wedding night.

Chris smacked his lips, the cool juice slipped from his throat into his stomach, and the line between his chest and abdomen felt cool and comfortable, "More." He also pressed against Arthur.

Arthur was more than happy to do the job. He held the cup with one hand, massaged his back and wings with the other hand, and fed him by himself.

After drinking nearly a liter of fruit juice, Chris touched his swollen belly, "Tsk, I drank too much." After a little sobering, he realized that he was not wearing anything under the blouse.

Looking at Arthur's appearance again, he raised his forehead and remembered that although the description of the transformation process tree was vague, it used a lot of images to refer to.But Chris, who came from the era of information explosion, also easily understood the specific process.

When human beings have a relationship between two people who love each other, various glands in the body will also secrete special substances.

Yuren is probably no different, the special thing is that these substances should help the female go through the metamorphosis smoothly.

Arthur kept pressing the shoulder blades behind him with one hand to feel the changes in the wing roots, and he didn't know what criteria to judge.

Chris tilted his head, raised his head and licked the corner of Arthur's mouth, the sweet taste of juice, "I remembered what to do..."

Arthur's serious face suddenly flushed, "You remember?"

"Hey," Chris pressed his face to the side of his neck, took a breath, and was clean and not annoying, "Jiangjiangniangniang?"

Arthur's ears twitched, "What sauce is stuffed?" Wing roots trembled, and he took five breaths at a time, "Let's take a bath first, shall we?"

Chris felt a little confused again, "...I want cold water, let it be cooler."

Regardless of the endocrine, how can this and that promote transformation.It's good to do something to resist the strange surge in the blood. It seems that the blood is not only flowing for a while, maybe even the lymph is flowing at a high speed, and I feel so uncomfortable that I want to hit the wall.

Arthur picked him up and turned him lightly into the bathroom, tried the water temperature, turned it up a bit, and sat in with him in his arms.

The blouse was soaked in water and stuck to his body. It was half-transparent and he could see two spots on his chest. When Chris was stimulated by hot water, two lines of hot tears came down, and his forehead hit Arthur's chin, "I want to be cooler, big Scoundrel! It's going to burn, oh~"