From birth to death, there is only one hour for planktonic zerglings. Some of them have not even one hour because of accidents. What can they do in one hour in the vast stars? Nothing can be done at all. It's almost a blink of an eye, not to mention practice. What's the meaning of such a short life?

Summer is hard to imagine. With such a short life, how can we become one of the most powerful races in the vast sky?

As the pictures continue to flicker, each picture vividly tells the whole zooplankton's "evolutionary history", or the history of struggle.

Although the life of planktonic Zerg is...