Gu Aotian made the assumption of this "hive" early on, and the lichs were the mother queens. They created the undead who was absolutely obedient and built this beehive society.

But one thing doesn't make sense. Bees rely on genetic inheritance to innately lock and enslave individuals' lives. Skeletons are not that simple. They can even participate in human labor. Such complex behaviors cannot be born with...

Old Gou turned his head and looked at Gu Aotian, showing a rare appreciation: "Yes, they share a brain."

"Shared consciousness? The Zerg master?" Gu Aotian asked subconsciously while surprised, "How to convey the information?"

"Don't, that's the next question. You can't be so greedy." Lao Goun lay down again, "Don't stop your hands, I'll tell you what I want to say, and don't ask questions again."

"You can imagine each necromancer or lich as an adult nerve center. The undead he controls is equivalent to one of his fingers or a cell. The more undead he controls, the more powerful and complex he controls, the higher the requirements for the necromancer and the greater the consumption. And there is no doubt that the more things he controls, the greater the load on the central center. The lowest-level skeleton soldiers can usually only be assigned to very low consciousness power, so they look stupid."

"The most powerful lich who is still alive is Yue. She can control tens of thousands of skeletons in a single body. This is actually quite tiring."

"But compared to Fen, Yue is simply weak. Fen is different from these mentally retarded. She plays 'full consciousness interconnection', or 'assimilation'. She does not enslave the undead. She assimilates the undead. Every undead assimilated by him has her complete consciousness and is updated simultaneously. All the individuals assimilated by Fen become Fen. All the Fen together form a Fen's "combination" and Fen's undead empire. This is like cheating...but she quickly paid the price for cheating."

"Although Fen's 'assimilation' gameplay is more advanced, she gradually discovered a terrifying fact, that is, she... is no longer herself, she is only a part of the 'consortium', her personality and thoughts are gradually being dissolved, and she began to be afraid of this matter, unable to tell whether she assimilated others or others assimilated herself. To put it bluntly, she is also a life, and when her life independence is threatened, she will be afraid."

"So Fen took the initiative to weaken the game while she was still able to dominate the game. She divided all Fen into 12 groups, each group had a leader, and she cut off the connection with them, withdrew from the 'consortium', and instead used the current level of necromancer to dominate these 12 leaders."

"You know everything after that. In the war with humans, various spells bombardment, and a leader was accidentally driven out of Fin's control. Then he tried every means to deal with the other 11 people and killed Fin's alone."

"At the moment Fen dissipated, all the 'assimilation lines' were cut off, and the consortium died there, and this advanced gameplay was gone. The twelve leaders only mastered the mentally retarded gameplay, which is the set of methods to control the undead that you see now."

"This is the undead world now, with a lot of hives, a lot of mothers, a lot of lords, a lot of mentally retarded. There are also some independent undeads who are not interested in enslaving others, and no one has the ability to enslave them. These undeads are quite interesting. Many of them are friends... or enemies."

"For many years, there have always been mentally retarded trying to reproduce Fin's method, but they are all mentally retarded and cannot understand Fin at all."

"That's it, I'm finished." Lao Geng sighed, with a little sadness in his eyes. "This is a story about a genius being scared by his own genius, and then being killed by his own genius in order to suppress his own genius."

Even though Gu Lingyue couldn't understand the theoretical part of this story, the old man's expression finally made her understand everything. Gu Lingyue held her chin and sighed: "Fen must... be beautiful, right?"

"Hmph, I don't know whether it's a man or a woman." Lao Geng tilted his head and refused to look at Gu Lingyue.

"But the feeling you described is obviously a woman."

“Is there any?”

While Gu Aotian was surging, he couldn't help asking: "You said Fen is a genius, so do you admit that she is wiser than you?"

"No, no, no, I am the wisest of all the lives that exist and will exist. This is a basic axiom, writing the laws of the universe that dies." Lao Geng said and sighed, "She is no more stupid than me..."

"Since that's the case..." Gu Aotian unconsciously had another bold idea, "You can understand those 'assimilar techniques' that are not understood by the mentally retarded, right?"

"What a joke?" Lao Gun waved his hand disdainfully, "I was tired of playing before you even grew bones."

"That side is inconvenient... reveal how to play?"

"Wow, wow, wow!" Lao Geng turned over and squinted at Gu Aotian, "Does the little skeleton want to create a great empire of the undead? Have you forgotten the ending of Fen?"

"I admit that knowledge is dangerous." Gu Aotian had finished massage and wiped his hands, calm and calm, "But we are such people, right? Danger is not worth mentioning in front of desire."

Lao Gun sat up and snorted: "Stop coming, this world is so messy. Do massage and don't mess with me."

"Oh..." Gu Aotian had to throw out his killing weapon. He waved his arm and sang in disagreement, "Love is not something you want to buy~ you can sell it if you want to buy~"

Lao Gun's inspiration was once again penetrated by this magical melody and lyrics.

In just a few short words, it expresses the ups and downs of love, and the melody is the devil's scalpel, and the love tumor in Lao Gun's heart is accurately cut open.

Music from another world... is so fucking perfect!

"What then?" Lao Gun stared at Gu Aotian's sternum, "Did you buy it or sell it? Can you buy it or sell it?"

"You may be the smartest person in the universe, but the inspiration of art is all the same." Gu Aotian spread his arms: "This is the most core art in the world where I live, and art is priceless."

"You little skeleton, you just want to sell it for a sky-high price." Old Gun got up so anxious that he stood up and paced back and forth.

Science, knowledge, fighting, power and money, he doesn't care about these shit things, there are only two really rare things.

Love and art.

These two things cannot be created by wisdom, knowledge and resources.

Well, love can actually be created by these things.

But there is really no way for art, especially art in another world. This only exists in the consciousness of Gu Aotian brothers and sisters. The melody and brainwashing lyrics of Lao Geng can't control himself to hum.

After a long time of trouble, Lao Gun looked at Gu Aotian hostilely: "I don't dare to touch that thing myself. If I have trouble, I won't wipe your butt."

"Trouble?" Gu Aotian pointed his back to Lao Geng, pointing to the place where he was supposed to be his butt, "It doesn't exist."

Lao Goun didn't say anything more, picked up a bottle of honey wine, bite the bottle plug, took a bite, wiped his mouth: "Himmer... Come with me."

Gu Aotian followed Lao Geng with demonic steps, while Gu Lingyue followed Gu Aotian.

Gu Aotian raised his hand and said, "Don't come, kid, wait here."

"Why, you are only 11 years old." Gu Lingyue suddenly remembered something and pointed at Gu Aotian and cursed, "Oh, I understand. When I was a child, I went to buy pirated CDs with you, but you just didn't let me in. I went in and picked it for more than an hour before I came out. As a result, I told me that I only bought a Doraemon."

"Really... I bought a plate of Doraemon..."

"Who are you lying to me? You watched the computer all night in the evening."

"I'm going to tell you, I'm a Doraemon fan..."

"Stop talking, I don't care, I have to go this time."

"I'm for your own good." Gu Aotian's cheek bones were extremely solemn, "What you are about to see will be very dangerous."

"You said the same thing when you went into the small black room to pick yellow discs."

"It's not Huang Die, it's Doraemon."
Chapter completed!