Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 554 "The Pretender"

"He said he was resting today, and he was resting in the dormitory, but when he heard gunshots outside, he poked his head out to take a look and found that there were robots slaughtering humans, so he quickly hid in the dormitory, but nothing happened. After a while, I started to itch all over my body, and those sarcoid tumors also grew." Akira Asano simply acted as the messenger.

"It seems that this guy accidentally saw the 'meme' when he poked his head out to look around... that's why he was infected." Ke Lan analyzed. As for why the engineer didn't die, the "eyeball" on his body Did not open, perhaps because of personal physical reasons?
You must know that even for those terrifying plagues in human history, there will definitely be a very small number of people who are naturally immune... Maybe this engineer named Zhou Tong is one such "immune person" "?
It's just that he's not completely immune, otherwise, he wouldn't be like this.

Ke Lan couldn't help being a little curious, if those "eyeballs" on his body were not yet mature, could they be regarded as the carrier of "memes"?If ordinary people see those sarcomas on his body, will they be infected?

Ke Lan didn't express this idea immediately, because he knew that if the crisis management department was to solve this matter, there would be another person to be the "guinea pig" in all likelihood. Efficiency is the most important thing, and the cost of a human life is completely within the acceptable range.

"Wait—" Schroeder said suddenly, vaguely, Ke Lan seemed to hear someone talking quickly beside him in a nervous tone.

"There is one thing I have to tell you...Ke Lan, don't move, don't arouse the vigilance of that 'survivor'." Schroeder said again.

"What? Is there something wrong with this survivor?" Ke Lan raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the other party... The other party was also looking at himself—with his pair of slender eyes that were almost squeezed by the tumors on his face. eyes.

"We checked the archives of the entire research institute, but we didn't find an engineer named Zhou Tong... Even among the overseas personnel and institutions that have cooperated with the research institute, there is no such a person." It seems to be afraid As if being heard by the survivor, Schroeder lowered his voice very low, "The only person named Zhou Tong is a female researcher. In the video you saw at the beginning, the first person who was ' The one the meme' infected."

"Oh, I have a little impression..." Ke Lan nodded. In that video, the female researcher's face was directly blocked by a black mosaic, and the part above the neck never appeared in the video from the beginning to the end.And in the unprocessed picture I saw later, her real appearance had been ruined by sarcoma and eyeballs, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

But what is certain is that "Zhou Tong" and this "Zhou Tong" are definitely not the same person.

The former is a slender woman. Compared with others and the door frame in the corridor, her height will never exceed 1.6 meters, even among women, she is a relatively petite type.And the big man lying behind the window in front of him, even ignoring his particularly thick torso and limbs due to "sarcomas", his height has exceeded 1.8 meters.

Even if you take a step back, "she" is really Zhou Tong, and the changes in her body are caused by being infected with the meme—just like that ridiculously big six-winged gray mosquito, so why would "she" lie Woolen cloth?
The number one person responsible for this incident is Professor Smith. Researcher Zhou Tong is just an unlucky passerby. Before she was infected by the meme, she had nothing to do with Professor Smith's experiment, so there is no such thing as evading responsibility.

As for concealing the identity of the infected person, it is even more impossible-the densely packed sarcoma on the body can be seen by anyone who is not blind, so what is the point of lying?

What's more, as an insider of the research institute, it's impossible for "she" not to know how complete the research institute's information files are, and it only takes a few seconds to check a person. What else but wasting their time...

and many more!

waste time!

Ke Lan was startled, the only purpose of this "survivor" was to delay their time!

As for how to verify this conjecture, it is very simple-as long as Ke Lan and Asano Akira ignore him and just let themselves go forward.

"Command, I decided to ignore the 'survivor' and move on, but I judge that the 'survivor' may try to stop us. If it does, then my guess should be correct." Ke Lan in the communication Said to Schroeder in the channel.

"Your guess? What guess... Do you suspect that this person is here to stop you? Is he controlled by the 'meme' body?" Although Ke Lan didn't make it very clear, Schroeder still said it all at once. understood what he meant.

"Yes. If this is the case, then another guess can be verified." Ke Lan's tone gradually became serious.

"The body of the meme...has self-awareness and intelligence." Schroeder said "another guess" in the same dignified tone.

A simple monster is not scary, no matter how powerful, terrifying, or unimaginable its ability is, it is just a monster, and it can always find a suitable countermeasure.

But a monster with intelligence no less than that of a human being would be terrifying.

Because when Ke Lan and the others are thinking about how to deal with it, it is also thinking about how to deal with it. It can also think of any strategy that humans might think of. This is the most tricky part.

"Action is permitted..." Schroeder nodded, "If the other party makes any changes, please report it to the command immediately."

Ke Lan took one last look at the "survivor" and then looked away.

"We still have a special mission, you just wait here, don't leave this hiding place, the next batch of rescuers will come to you."

After speaking, Ke Lan made a gesture to move forward.

"Boom blah blah!!"

Immediately, the "survivor" began to knock on the glass window vigorously again, dancing and shouting to Ke Lan.

"He said, let me not leave him, there are monsters wandering in this area, he will be killed." Akira Asano said.

"As long as you don't make too much noise, you are safe there." After Ke Lan dropped a sentence, he patted Asano Akira on the shoulder, "Okay, don't pay attention to him, no matter what he says, you are safe." Never mind."

Immediately, the two walked forward without looking back.

They didn't take a few steps when the sound of glass shattering came from behind them.Ke Lan looked back, only to see that the "survivor" who just said that he was trapped indoors smashed the solid bulletproof glass with a punch, and jumped down from the height of the four-story building!

He fell heavily to the ground, and when he landed, the joints of his legs were directly bent in the opposite direction, and the white bone stubble pierced directly from under the skin.

"He smashed the bulletproof glass, jumped down from upstairs, and broke his leg." Ke Lan reported to the headquarters expressionlessly.

"Don't step forward to rescue, repeat, don't step forward to rescue." Schroeder quickly replied.

"I know, I'm not stupid." Ke Lan stared at the "survivor" who was lying on the ground, "If you can smash bulletproof glass with your fist, at least you have to be a strengthened person above level two..."

"In the case of extreme anger, a first-level enhanced person should be able to do it." Lin Qiming added, "But if he is really a survivor, there is no need for him to do so."

"He is crawling on the ground with his hands... His speed is increasing... Now he is faster than normal walking." Ke Lan said while stepping back, "This looks like it was interrupted in a doomsday movie Like a zombie with legs."

The legs of this "survivor" were dragging on the ground, and the two arms were stretched out alternately, grabbing the ground, dragging his body and quickly approaching Ke Lan-this is simply not what a rational human being can do The action that came out was more like a lunatic, or...a monster.

Just when he was the last five meters away from Ke Lan, hundreds of sarcoids "bloomed" all over his body at the same time, and hundreds of scorching eyes suddenly focused on Ke Lan.

In these gazes, Ke Lan felt extremely obvious anger.

The idiom "glaring at him" popped up in his mind all of a sudden, but being glared at by hundreds of eyes growing on the same creature, that feeling might not be able to be expressed in four words.

"All the eyes on the target's body surface have been opened, it is not a 'survivor'!" Ke Lan pointed to the ground, using the reverse propellers on his legs and waist to float back, and at the same time said quickly in the communication channel, "If I had to give this thing a name, I think 'Pretender' would be a good idea."

"If the other party shows an attack intention, you are allowed to shoot—" Schroeder hadn't said the word "kill" before the word "kill" was allowed, and the communication was cut off abruptly—the "pretender" grabbed the The communication cable on the ground was pulled with both hands, and the cable was torn off.

If smashing a bulletproof glass window with a fist requires the power of a second-level enhanced person or a first-level enhanced person in a state of "extreme anger", then it will be protected by three layers of high-strength and high-toughness shells, and it will be wrapped in a The communication cable of the Nino alloy wire mesh is torn off, and this power is already at the eighth level...or even the ninth level of the enhanced human level.

"It's a stubble." The propeller at the waist sprayed out a faint blue tail flame again, but this time the angle of the nozzle changed slightly, the tail flame was not parallel to the ground but changed to a 45-degree angle.With this oblique upward thrust, Ke Lan jumped directly into the air several meters high, and the mechanical arm on the backpack was also very timely and handed over a super-large-caliber rapid-fire shotgun to him.

Ke Lan took hold of something that was too big, and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder.At this distance, he didn't even need to aim, he directly pulled the trigger, the huge recoil even pushed him several meters in the air, and the dense shotgun shells instantly knocked the "pretender" Cover thoroughly.

This shotgun was originally designed for a four-meter-level humanoid mecha, and its recoil and power were extremely terrifying, and the ammunition it used was completely different from conventional shotguns.

This thing is loaded with sub-munitions. One shot can fire eight "sub" bombs, and each "sub" bomb is additionally equipped with a directed explosive, which will be detonated after being released from the chamber. 32 steel balls carry out "secondary acceleration".The eight "sub" bombs add up to 256 rounds of steel balls, and at least half of the 256 rounds of steel balls hit the "pretender".

If the target is a human, even if it is an enhanced person of level [-] or [-], the whole body will be smashed to pieces at this distance, and there is basically no chance of rescue—after all, this thing is for mechs. It is used, and the imaginary target of the design is also those bulky, rough-skinned and thick-skinned indigenous creatures, which are not used to beat people at all.

The accident that Ke Lan imagined did not happen. The body of this "pretender" was directly beaten into minced meat, and the blood-red crumbs splashed tens of meters away. A tomato was thrown from a ten-story building, and it hit the ground firmly.

"Dead?" Ke Lan raised his eyebrows. For some reason, he always felt that the result was a bit unbelievable-he stared at the rotten meat on the ground that was not much different from mosaics, and always felt that they were still alive. They can squirm and combine together, transforming back to their original form... or turning into some monster that is completely different from human form.

But they didn't move.

This "pretender" was really dead, and he died completely. Even the pupils of the few remaining "eyeballs" that hadn't been blown up had already dilated, losing the ability to spread "memes".

It's like playing an RPG game. You have already killed many powerful monsters all the way through the game. You are about to reach the gate of the BOSS, but an elite monster jumps out to block the way-this elite monster looks like a monster. It's not easy, a rather tricky battle is about to start, but the player randomly released a small skill, and the elite monster just hiccupped...

Any player with a certain amount of game experience will feel that this elite monster will definitely be resurrected, or there will be a second blood vessel, a second-stage mode, etc., but it just has nothing.

To die is to die, simply and neatly.

As for the players sitting in front of the screen, in addition to scolding "crazy", at most they will wonder whether there is a bug in the game or a mistake in the numerical design of the developer.

But the problem is... this is not a game.

"Forget it, don't worry about it." Ke Lan put away his gun. He originally wanted to check the corpse, but if he really spent his time on it, wouldn't it be fulfilling the other party's wish?

Is this the purpose of the other party?Designing the "elite monster" too simple, making the "player" suspicious, and thus spending a lot of time on verification?

What kind of fun is this?

Ke Lan took a deep breath and planned to repair the communication cable first, but Asano Akira who was beside him suddenly pulled out his sword.

"There are a lot of people approaching here," he said.

"A lot of people? Human? Or something in human form?" Ke Lan was taken aback, and couldn't help but focus on the bloody thing on the ground.

[PS Thanks to the templar for showing the light blade and rewarding 10000 starting coins. 】

(End of this chapter)