Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 277 Extubation
In the dark, he seemed to be able to feel that his celestial cap was covered with a layer of sticky matter. He tried to reach out and grab the top of his head——

It was a fleshy hose covered with mucus and covered with lumps of various sizes. Ke Lan could feel that there was something wriggling inside the hose, and when his hand gradually began to When tightened, the frequency of its peristalsis also starts to increase.

Ke Lan suddenly discovered that its frequency was exactly the same as his own heart rate, and at the same time, a sense of suffocation quickly surged up—as if what Ke Lan was holding was not the fleshy hose, but his own neck .

Although breathing began to become gradually difficult, Ke Lan did not let go of his hand, but continued to increase his strength to pull the tube upward——

The tearing pain came from the scalp, which made him think of the secretary whose hair was caught in the tank track in the story told by the hound... He felt that every strand of his hair was overwhelmed. groaning, every pore is constantly bleeding out...

"His..."

Suddenly, Ke Lan felt a sudden light in his hand, and the suffocation disappeared without a trace, but the pain in the scalp was still real... He opened his eyes, just in time for blood to flow from his forehead, into the Inside the eyes, the field of vision was blurred red.

Ke Lan raised his sleeves, wiped his eyes, and then realized that he was in a cave full of fluorescent fungi.

It's also a cave, but compared to the wide cave full of square stone pillars in the dream, the space here is obviously much smaller.

And in this space, there is something extremely abrupt - that is a huge deformed sarcoma hanging on the ceiling of the cave, the diameter of this sarcoma is more than ten meters, and the surface is full of what is left after the incision has healed The scar, dozens of pale fleshy hoses hanging down from the back of the sarcoma, and one of them was being held in Ke Lan's hand.

The hunting dog and others are also in this cave. Their eyes are open, their eyes are blank, their limbs are swinging stiffly, and they are making weird and funny poses... Each of them has a head attached to it. A fleshy hose, the end of these hoses split like nerve endings into countless hair-thin tentacles, these tentacles wrapped their scalps, and pierced the front end into the skin - Ke Lan looked down at himself In the one in his hand, two or three centimeters of the end of the tentacles were stained red with blood, showing how deep it penetrated.

He took out a bottle of hemostatic spray, sprayed it twice on the top of his head, and walked towards the others.

There are a lot of debris scattered on the floor of the cave, rappelling cables, shell casings, body bags, wrappers for compressed dry food... and a few empty syringes.

Martin was dead, but not disemboweled... but shot.

His eyes were wide open, black and purple blood flowed from his nostrils and mouth, he was shot a total of six times, and the location of the shot was basically the same as in the dream world.

Ke Lan sighed, then walked to the side of the hound, first put one hand on the hound's shoulder, and then with the other hand, grabbed the fleshy hose attached to his scalp.

The hound seemed to sense something. His body struggled a little, but he quickly calmed down, and even sat down on the ground voluntarily.

Ke Lan took a deep breath and began to pull the tube out forcefully.

The hound's face began to reveal a painful expression, and his body began to twitch involuntarily, but he still sat firmly on the ground without any resistance.

Those tentacles that penetrated deep into the scalp were pulled out by Ke Lan little by little. As more and more tentacles were pulled out, blood began to seep out from countless wounds the size of pores, along the hair between the hair. The void flows down.

Finally, when the tentacles were completely separated from the hound's scalp, the hound let out a cry of pain, and then panted heavily.

"Hoohoo...Ke, Ke Lan? This...you've woken up this time, right? What the hell did you do to me? I feel like your scalp is going to be torn off by you."

"Here, that's what's causing the trouble." Ke Lan pointed to the giant sarcoma on the top of the cave, and then pointed to other people who were still deeply trapped in the dream world, and then put the pulled out fleshy hose into the hands of the hound, "Just pulled it off your scalp."

"It's this ghost thing?" The hound stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, but only touched blood on his hand.

"Martin is dead. If we could realize that it was a dream within a dream earlier, maybe he would be fine." Ke Lan pointed to the corpse in the corner and said.

"Alas..." the hound sighed, "Speaking of which, I should be the one who killed him."

There was no incision on Martin's abdomen, nor was there any trace of his body being penetrated—the monster and the scene where the intestines flowed all over the floor were completely fictional, but the bullets that hit him were real. of.

"Everyone has his own fate, there is no way." Ke Lan stepped forward and closed Martin's eyes with his hands.

"Then we want to deal with this thing? Blow it up?" the hound pointed to the large sarcoma on the roof of the cave and asked.

"If you blow it up directly, I doubt the whole cave will collapse." Ke Lan shook his head, "Don't rush to deal with this thing, let's wake up the others first."

"Speaking of which, just after you sat down, you felt as if you had fallen asleep. Layton and I waited for you for almost 10 minutes, only to find that you were not even breathing in the dream. I knew that you must be escaped," said the Hound.

"When I pulled this thing out for you, did you feel it?" Ke Lan asked.

"A little bit, but it wasn't obvious at first, and then I couldn't breathe, my limbs twitched uncontrollably, and then even my consciousness began to blur... Oh, and there was pain, the pain was really unbearable Yes, it’s as if someone is pulling your hair and tearing your entire scalp back... I want to tell you to lighten up, but I can’t make any sound from my throat.” The hound described, “Wait until I When I can catch my breath, the matter is over... To be honest, it's like a drowning person is finally pulled to the surface of the water, to be honest, there is a little... cool."

Hearing this description, Ke Lan couldn't help but glanced at the hound, and complained: "I've heard people say that there is a perverted game that gets pleasure by suffocating. Old dog, you don't have this habit, do you?"

"Fuck you! Shut up, I don't want to experience this shit again, no matter how fucking cool it is." The hound yelled angrily, "Hurry up, get the other people's heads off first." The tube was pulled out, I have already told them in my dream, no matter what happens, never resist, just pull it out yourself."

(End of this chapter)