Such rare ingredients, combined with a simple and straightforward eating method, make this food even more precious.

However, such dreamy ingredients are destined to be impossible to use frequently. She searched for several hours, and finally had to give up. Fortunately, this is a gift from the spirit of the universe, and there are foraging places that need to be developed everywhere.

Soon, the "little girl" dragged a lifeless Dotson mercenary and silently slipped into a narrow utility compartment. She stretched out her arms, her fingers and palms spread out to form a

A huge mouthpart directly dissolved and swallowed the flesh and blood of this short Dothan man.

This Dothan mercenary is not a psyker. The nutrients and biological information he can get are far less than the previous Legg giant psyker, but it is still better than nothing.

In fact, the Dothan mercenaries are short in stature, with carapace and membrane wings on their backs, much like a large upright beetle, and they are not very smart. But they are brave and aggressive, and they are born with a flea-level explosive power.

They are also a very popular group in the mercenary market across the galaxy.

The prey of the "little girl" is a squadron leader of the Doson mercenary group. His body shape looks more powerful, and the carapace on his body also shows an evil scarlet color. At first glance, he is a murderous gangster. Moreover, according to reports

He told his subordinates that he was still a sensitive person.

 Such prey, even if it is not as dreamy food as psychics, can still be regarded as a gift from the spirit of the universe. As expected, the ultimate delicacy will only be given to hard-working predators.

 Ever since, as every cell in the Doson mercenary's body was devoured by the alien species surrounding the little girl, explosive biological information was injected into her biological database.

"It can be used on the limb joints of all springtails... Well, if you adjust it like this, their explosive power can naturally be increased by three to four percentage points. Not just springtails, but all land troops can use it," she murmured.

He murmured to himself and stroked his belly.

“Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and when we find a safe place, we can have a safe home.”

 She wanted to cry again. You know, the three days in this space city were the most comfortable time she had ever had since she woke up.

There was no pursuit by that mysterious organization, no fighting everywhere, no psychic master who accidentally wanted to kill him, and no inexplicable artillery fire from the sky.

 Happy times always make people weak and full of emotions.

 However, she must cheer up.

There is almost enough food to eat here. Unless we take action against the two psykers who brought her here and the senior imperial officers who brought her here...

 The "little girl" has just been a little unlucky recently, but she is not stupid at all.
Chapter completed!