Cyanobacteria is one of the most primitive living organisms on the earth. It is a single-cell life. In the early stages of biological research, it was considered a single-cell plant, but now the academic community has classified it as a prokaryotes like bacteria.

Cyanobacteria are one of the earliest photosynthetic organisms on the earth, providing considerable help for the increase in the oxygen content of the earth's atmosphere. Unlike the green plants that we can see everywhere today, the photosynthesis of cyanobacteria is carried out through chlorophyll, phycocyanin and phycoerythrin on the photosynthetic sheet, rather than the more common chloroplasts in today's plants. In essence, the principles of these photosynthesis are mostly the same, and the only difference is that cyanobacteria often appear blue-green or even red.

These disgusting mud are the abundant cyanobacteria. He gritted his teeth and stared at the huge stems and leaves floating on the porthole. Whenever the spacecraft bypasses the planet under his feet and is exposed naked to the pair of binary star systems of Scorpio, it will wake up from its dormant state and quickly form a huge photosynthetic factory, greedily devouring the energy of the red giant's radiation.

Ordinary cyanobacteria are the most polluted waters, and they have to aggregate into the space fern jungle that he has witnessed now, which has exceeded the scope of "evolution". Instead, the naked advanced genetic engineering can transform the simplest, extremely imperfect primitive life into powerful advanced plant cells. This is a superb technique that even "he" is a bit surprised.

The clues gradually connected, and he thought of the history of cyanobacteria and the seemingly impossible "planetary climate transformation project". If these weird cyanobacteria and the appropriate environment were used, it might be possible to really change the atmosphere composition of a planet.

So, what happened on the Wasp two hundred years ago, causing the entire ship to die and become a dead body parasitized by cyanobacteria?

Now is not a time to think about it, he shook his head. His stupid actions have activated the mutated cyanobacteria all over the ship. He re-adjusted the lighting chromatography back to blue, hoping that the awakened cyanobacteria could sleep again - although he felt that this possibility was quite small.

The woman in white who just reminded me of the clue was an hallucination in her mind, or was it true, or even one of her companions? She reminded herself before switching the color spectrum... Was it my subconscious mind that it was my subconscious? He unconsciously made fun of herself.

The smile gradually faded away, but when he looked at her, he felt his heart beating gently without his control, and a suppressed emotion echoed in his chest. He could only concentrate his attention and focus his energy on logical thinking. There was also a companion in danger waiting for his rescue.

Now that I have learned the greatest danger I am facing, I assume that Miss Gaiqi was also attacked by cyanobacteria. Judging from the corpse he found, almost all the dead were blocked from the cyanobacteria parasitic in the lungs and suffocated to death.

They can be transmitted through the air.

When he thought that there may be spores of cyanobacteria in every breath of his mouth, he felt a little dry. His space action suits come with their own breathing filtration system, and there may be no problem in a short period of time.

But the second attack method cannot be ruled out. He thought of the violent deformation of the corpses infected by cyanobacteria. The flesh and blood were twisted, and the strange turned into a hideous appearance, enough to quickly kill a human without sufficient protection.

The traveler of the plane...he silently prayed for a few seconds. The lady had enough ability to protect herself.

If you can understand the habits of these dangerous creatures, you may be able to infer the current location of Miss Gaiqi. That is to say, you have to go to the plant fertilization institute in the plant cultivation area. There is no doubt that as the area where these weird cyanobacteria is cultivated, it is likely to be the most dangerous part of the entire spacecraft.

He checked the battery of the laser transmitter and the ammunition of the pistol. He walked towards the railroad tram without a trace of hesitation.

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A universe that is infinitely far apart.

In the quiet darkness, several footsteps came. As the dim candlelight appeared, several young and evil faces appeared in the place where the light could cover.

"Urier lost." The man standing in the center showed a cruel smile. "To be honest, I was looking forward to the combat effectiveness of the Seven Angels before, but the result was nothing more than that."

“…It’s done well.”

The man sitting on the throne of darkness briefly commented that the tall and slender woman played with a small piece of wood in her hand, which looked like a very exquisitely carved Rubik's cube that could be rotated at will. But even Belier, one of the seven Satans, would not turn it without permission, because its power was incomparable to even the golden adventurer.

"Levels do not mean everything. We have a magical artifact. If this cannot defeat an eight-star bottom-level waste, it is better to find a rope to hang it on it." The petite woman mocked coldly.

Belier smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "No, not everyone can control the Pandora Box. Only you can withstand the backlash of this artifact of fate, and only you can exert its effectiveness 120%. We have tried to let the mirror image of Paradise Lost operate it, but they cannot even exert its power, and they are wiped out under the excessive load."

"Remind, Master Belia." The tall beautiful girl with sheep horns walked around the side of the throne, massaged the shoulders of the king of hell, and whispered, "Once our body dies, we will be destroyed... Even if it is only half of the headwind, they will be difficult for them to bear."

As the massaged palms gradually pressurized, Belia laughed in a low voice, "It's Su Luo, even the mirror made by Paradise Lost is so unruly, and she is trying to protect the team where your brother is... But they betrayed us, betrayed the secret agreement with the endless hell, and handed over the entire silver-level world to the sacred paradise. For both emotion and reason, hell must punish them."

She paused for a few seconds and continued, "Besides, aren't they dead yet? You have created a record of carrying Pandora's backlash power. Until now, there is no sign of collapse. It seems that your physical abilities are indeed outstanding."

The king of hell twisted his fingers. She turned her head to face the girl with sheep's horns and whispered: "Call me again. Be more intimate."

"Master. Master Belier." The replica of the Martial God Girl follows the flow of good deeds.

"Very good." The big demon kissed her cheek. "When the matter on his hand is over and Uriel is completely destroyed, we will find your body together. If you can become my collection with the real Su Luo... then becoming the leader of the Seven Kings of Hell is nothing more than a matter of rebellion for me."

She caught a glimpse of the little girl's gloomy expression and smiled again, "Of course, this is also a possibility. Perhaps everything will follow the agreement between us."

"Beria. You will lose." The mirror image exactly like the magician responded with a cold smile, "If you want to calculate my essence, I suggest you better bring me and Su Jing and Su Luo here, otherwise with your intelligence, it will be just a humiliation."

"The first time I heard that there is a mirror that can say such rude words to the master." Belia rubbed her eyebrows.

"Just just state the facts, mirror images cannot lie to the master." Lu Mengyao's mirror images explained quietly, "Your intelligence is quite different from us. This is the true conclusion I have drawn through observation."

The big demon massaged his eyebrows in pain, waved his hand weakly, allowing all irrelevant people to go down.

The last thing that left was a mirror of the man.

Belier looked at the proud man, even if it was just a twisted copy of the man, with an aggressive sharpness.

"What do you think of 'self'?"

"I thought I was leaving me behind to do something that everyone loves to do..." He scratched his hair frivolously, "Am I? If I had the opportunity to meet myself, then I would be very interested in competing with him to verify my guess. Which of us is better? I think he would be curious about the answer to this question."

Before the Great Demon continued to ask questions, Su Jing's twisted version spread out his hands and said, "Speaking of this, I used to read a novel. One of the plot designs in it is the confrontation between the protagonist and his depravity. Zheng x and Dark Zheng x are still things like that. Think about it now. It is quite similar to the current situation, but I can probably predict the future plot direction."

"The biggest difference between the protagonist in that novel and his old enemy, the darkened self is a kindness. The cold, even the super-super-serious move is a completely opposite move. However, the difference between me and my body is not these kindness and evil things. It would be better to say that he and I are evil people, and the biggest difference between us is..."

Mirror sided his head and thought about the words:

"I went further than him."

"When he was wandering in the middle of darkness and light, I was at the bottom of the darkness without any thought. I abandoned the emotions that made me weak. I could not love or trust others. I used sexual addiction rather than love and trust to gather my team. I was Su Jing, who stripped away all weaknesses, and put his personal talent and talent to the limit, and overcome all difficulties with the power of one person alone."

"So, do you think, if you confront your own body, who will win?" The big demon asked with his eyes narrowed.

"If you are single to single, I will win." Su Jing's mirror bowed slightly, "We will definitely lose to the team."

“…?”

"Although I have a degenerate personality, I still have intelligence and logical reasoning." Mirror said politely, "How to calculate, the power of love and trust is stronger than pure **. But what does this have to do with me? I just chose this path, and I don't care about what the end point is." (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, the novel is better and faster!

ps: The plot of the Death Space World has slowly unfolded, and Su Jing’s friend, Mr. Lu and others have been involved in one of the whirlpools of infinite universe turmoil.

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