Why did you provoke me?

Watching Mi Ying nimbly turn and rush into the night, Yu Meng knew that this person wasn't a cold machine; he was flesh and blood. That was good; she didn't like those cold, robotic people.

But now a problem arises. If that alien mother creature needs to be fed with bone painters, then how many bone painters must the Jing family have harmed over the years?

She thought she should go and try to find out what was going on with the cripple. They probably knew some inside information.

Yu Meng touched the small water droplet on her chest. She had stolen everyone else's hopes.

Yu Meng sighed; she didn't want to cause trouble. But should she intervene now?

Yu Meng lay in bed, and she didn't sleep that night.

The next morning, she arrived at the lame man's small gatehouse early.

Even the lame man felt a chill run down his spine when he saw her.

"Why so early? Is something the matter?"

Yu Meng hummed in agreement and found a chair to sit opposite the cripple.

"Tell me about it." The cripple was also helpless. Whenever Yu Meng came to him, it was never anything good. She would either ask him to do something or do something very difficult.

"I just wanted to ask if the alien mother you mentioned is the only one?" Yu Meng tried to phrase her question more tactfully, but she couldn't think of a better way to ask, so she just blurted it out.

"Did the Shadow come here yesterday to talk about this?" The cripple made himself a strong cup of green tea and placed it on the table.

"That's not what he was talking about, but it's also somewhat related to the Xenomorph Mother."

"Yu Meng, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Yu Meng gave him a deep look. "Last time, if you hadn't asked me to know about the Jing family, I would have sent them out. As a result, they found the alien mother and discovered a horrifying fact."

The cripple was somewhat smug. "The secret service is one I specially trained; they do have some real skills."

"Yes, they are very capable. They found out about the alien mother, and the Jing family has been feeding it with talented bone painters."

As soon as Yu Meng finished speaking, the teacup in the cripple's hand clattered to the ground.

"What are you saying? Say it again." The cripple's voice was hoarse, his eyes wide open, looking incredulous.

Yu Meng looked at him calmly. "You didn't know?"

"What do I know?" The cripple hadn't yet recovered from the information Yu Meng had revealed.

"The reason why Secret Shadow came here yesterday is that he found the person he was looking for among the bone painters who are used to feed the alien mother." Yu Meng only revealed at this time what Secret Shadow was doing here last night.

"You know that Secret Shadow is looking for someone, right?" Although Secret Shadow had said that the cripple knew about him, Yu Meng still asked.

"Oh, he did mention that. But it's been so many years, I thought he'd never find him in his lifetime."

"He's been found. He came yesterday to ask if I could save his two relatives, and I agreed."

The lame man stood up and took another teacup from a small cabinet next to him. He swept the broken teacup on the floor to the corner with a broom.

"You just asked me if the alien mother is unique?" The cripple sat up straight and looked up at Yu Meng.

Yu Meng nodded.

"You must kill that alien mother," the cripple said definitively, without asking any questions.

"You seem only slightly surprised by this, not particularly averse to it. I'm really curious, what was your original world like?" Yu Meng had been observing the cripple's expression, and seeing that despite all she had said, his expression hadn't changed at all.

"Sigh, where I'm from, the long-haired people say that the strong are respected. It's normal for the weak to be subjected to slow slicing or sacrificed," the lame man replied casually.

"But in our world, this is very inhumane." Yu Meng knew their values ​​were different. But she didn't intend to compromise with the cripple's ideas.

"Yu Meng," the cripple looked at her seriously. "I don't recommend that you kill that alien mother."

"You want me to keep something that's been fed with human lives?" Yu Meng's tone was somewhat harsh.

"Yu Meng, the Xenomorphs have been in this world for a century, and the Xenomorph Matrix has existed for a century as well. Do you think no one noticed this anomaly during these hundred years? They did notice, but they all turned a blind eye. Haven't you ever thought about why?"

"You mean I can't touch it?" Yu Meng said, somewhat annoyed.

The cripple nodded. "I just messaged the long-haired guy. He's coming over. Ask him for his opinion. I'm sure he'll agree with me."

Yu Meng nodded. "Okay, let's wait and see what he has to say when he gets here. What about the uniqueness of the Xenomorph Mother? If this one dies, will another one appear?"

"Yu Meng, I advise you to give up this idea." The long-haired man's voice came from outside the door.

"Hey, you got here pretty fast," the cripple muttered from the side.

"Your men came yesterday, and they were making quite a scene in the yard. I had to come and ask what was going on." The long-haired man pushed open the door, took out a teacup from the small cabinet, and poured himself a cup of green tea.

After settling himself in, the long-haired man looked at Yu Meng.

"Yu Meng, the current number of aliens is just enough to support one alien mother. If this one dies, the existing aliens will evolve wildly, and a second alien mother will be born from their fighting."

"Isn't there any other way? What if we wipe out all these aliens?" Yu Meng asked, her question somewhat idealistic.

The lame man and the long-haired man exchanged a glance, and it was the long-haired man who spoke first, "Yu Meng, the aliens aren't what you see. In some unknown places, they have a strong ability to hide. Given the right conditions, they will erupt on a large scale, and you can't possibly deal with them all."

Looking at his serious expression, Yu Meng felt helpless. "If I hadn't known about this before, I could have pretended nothing had happened. But now that I know, if I don't kill it, my state of mind will be affected, and it will be very difficult to improve later."

"That is indeed a big problem," the lame man said, frowning.

"Besides, Shadow said that the alien mother doesn't seem to be in good condition."

The two of them looked at Yu Meng together. "What do you mean?"

"He said it was as if the energy in the alien mother had been exhausted, and its current state was just barely clinging to life." Yu Meng recounted her guess based on Mi Ying's words.

"That's impossible. According to the ancient records, this alien mother body is nearly a hundred years old. It should have been able to crystallize by now. This should be when its energy is at its peak," the long-haired man muttered to himself.

Yu Meng shrugged. "It was a message sent back by Secret Shadow. That's why I thought I should take advantage of its weakness and get rid of it on the spot. After all, feeding it with humans is too cruel."

"Did he really say that?" the lame man asked again.

Yu Meng nodded innocently. "I have no reason to lie to you about this!"