Alien Relic Hunter.

"Don't worry about it so much, let's record the points you have already obtained first." The youngest equestrian said, raised the hunting crossbow in his hand, and shot an arrow through the head of the giant saber-toothed tiger.

"That's right." The leader drove the machine forward, and was about to use the hunting crossbow to end the life of "No. 32"—but during the time between the three of them talking, "No. 32" unexpectedly pulled out the hunting crossbow. The crossbow bolt he nailed to the ground, the next moment, he jumped up from the ground, grabbed the harness on the chest of the mechanical horse with one hand, and held the hunting knife tightly with the other hand, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back, directly placing the blade on the horse's chest. on the neck of the rider.

"Damn it!" The other two equestrians immediately raised their hunting crossbows, but at this time "No. 32" cunningly shrunk his body behind the abducted equestrian, only revealing An arm holding a knife was exposed under the shooting range of the two.

Of course, the other two could shoot this arm with crossbow arrows, but with the strength of the hunting crossbow in their hands, it would not only penetrate the arm of "No. 32", but also penetrate the chest of their companion and the body of "No. 32"— —It can be easy to kill "No. 32", but the person who was hijacked also cannot escape death.

"Hold on!" "32" snapped. "Get your hands off the joystick!"

While shouting angrily, he overlapped his body as much as possible with the hostage's body. In this way, even if the other party chooses to suddenly turn the mechanical horse's body and expose his back to the other two, the other two would not dare Shoot at "Number 32".

Part of the sharp blade of the hunting knife was embedded in the skin of the kidnapped neck, and a thin stream of blood flowed along the neck into the neckline. He raised his head and glanced nervously at "32" behind him from the corner of his eye. ""—he didn't dare to speak at all, and he didn't even dare to take a big breath, for fear that the peristalsis of the trachea would make the sharp knife on his neck go further.

The tingling and itching came from the wound on the neck—this feeling was not from the skin being cut, but from the blood of the gamma-level mutant... The blood of this creature has a high Concentration of neurotoxins, so when fighting with other beasts, even if bitten, the toxins in the blood can turn defeat into victory... and its blood will also be wiped on the blades and arrow tips by hunters, Act as a temporary "poisoning weapon".

He knew very well that if the blade cut half a point further inward, allowing the toxins on it to enter his blood vessels and flow to his whole body, even if there were several medical teams standing by outside the hunting ground, it might be difficult to save his life.

He gritted his back molars hard, as if making some sort of difficult decision—and then he gave the other two riders a suggestive look.

The other two showed a hint of hesitation when they received this look, but the youngest man still pressed an inconspicuous black button on the horse's back.

The moment the button was pressed, two faint, soft white light beams fell from the sky, one fell on the wrist of "No. 32" holding the knife, and the other fell on the top of "No. 32"'s head.

...

Like an ice cube hitting a red-hot iron, the wrist of "No. 32" holding the knife was "melted" by the white light beam, and the palm of his hand fell to the ground with the hunting knife. The lower half of the body of the head.

The soft white beam disappeared as if it had never appeared before. As for the hijacked person, he was not even stained with the blood of "No. 32".

"I don't think we should call for help. We may have a way to get rid of this damned No. 32!" Another rider said angrily, "Let the regulators intervene in the game. Not only will we not get the points that belong to No. Pay an extra 32 points for rescue consumption, and in this way, our ranking in this group will be at the bottom!"

"Cough cough... I hope that when it's your turn to have a knife around your neck, you can say it without hesitation... cough cough..." The kidnapped person glared at the speaking person. With a glance, he picked up the package hanging on the side of the horse's back, quickly found a bottle of gel-like ointment, and applied it to the wound on his neck.

"That knife is stained with the blood of a gamma-level mutant. If No. 32 hits harder and the toxin enters the blood, no one can save the second brother." The youngest rider who just pressed the help button said the man.

"In the final analysis, it's not that you were negligent and insisted on getting close. If you shot an arrow at the prey from a distance, this kind of thing would never happen." No. 3 rider complained angrily, "Okay , Now I think we can go to the sidelines to rest... This game is over for us, even if we get all the unclaimed points left in the hunting ground, there is nothing we can do."

After finishing speaking, he took off his hat and rubbed his lustrous and smooth brown curly hair a little irritably, but after rubbing twice, his movements stopped... Vaguely, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

What is wrong...

He was startled, and immediately reacted—he knew the character of his second brother very well. Among other things, the attribute of pity for life is definitely full. Among them, the second brother likes to choose the conservative strategy the most. , it is precisely because of this reason that the points of their group have never been able to catch up with other groups...

Logically speaking, even if the second brother didn't come to refute me, he would have choked on what he said just now, but now, the second brother didn't say a word...

what happened?

He turned his head and looked at his second brother - he saw that the latter was holding the back of the mechanical horse with one hand, and covering his throat with the other hand, his eyebrows were twitched, and his face was distorted, as if he was enduring extreme pain. big pain.

"Second Brother...Second Brother, what's wrong with you?" He was startled, and complained. If something happened to Second Brother, it would definitely not be the plot he wanted to see.

Just when he was about to step forward to take a closer look, he was stopped by the youngest rider: "Don't go over, the second brother looks a little strange."

"Of course I know something is wrong with him now! It must be the blood poison of a gamma-level mutant!" the man said urgently, "Damn it, the toxin must have entered the blood, and emergency measures must be taken immediately! At least, we can't let the second brother Die before our eyes!"

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"No, this is not a sign of poisoning!" The youngest equestrian said in a deep voice, "When the blood poison of the gamma-level mutant is onset, the whole person will convulse violently, the limbs are uncontrollable, and shortness of breath and shock appear at the same time ...Do you still remember those people who were shot by our poisoned arrows? ...Second brother looks like he has been poisoned by blood at all."

"Then what else could be the reason? The second brother is clutching his neck, it must be because of the open wound on his neck! Damn it, could it be that number 32 smeared something else on the blade besides blood poison?" ?” The man’s tone became more and more anxious, “No matter what the reason is, we must immediately rescue the second brother! Also, call the emergency medical team immediately!”

Only then did he remember the medical team on standby outside the field, but he pressed the call button seven or eight times in a row, but he didn't get any feedback.

"It's useless. I tried it just now, and the call button failed." The youngest equestrian said, and suddenly controlled the mechanical horse to take two steps back. "Look at the second brother...his neck..."

"What did you say..." The man raised his head and looked in the direction the other person said. With just one glance, his expression froze.

Not only his expression froze, but also that of Ke Lan who was watching this "video" from God's perspective.

Tiny tentacles like seedlings emerged from the fingers of the rider they called "Second Brother"... "Second Brother" seemed to want to press these tentacles back with his hands, but his efforts failed. These tentacles were completely useless in front of them, and more and more tentacles emerged from the wound on their necks, and soon formed a football-sized, constantly wriggling meat ball on their chests.

"This... what the fuck is this?!" The equestrian rider who was more emotional before exclaimed, and he also controlled the mechanical horse to retreat... Even, his right hand had unconsciously rested on the mechanical horse. Above the grip of the hunting crossbow.

"I don't know." Although the youngest equestrian is the youngest of the three in this group, he is also the calmest one, "My suggestion is that we must report this matter to the family immediately, and at the same time let The regulators stopped the game... What happened here may have been beyond the control of the regulators."

"I know! But the communication equipment seems to be out of order! I almost broke the emergency button and emergency communication button, and it's useless!" The other rider frowned.

At this time, the tentacles "grown" from the neck of "Second Brother" had already wrapped the entire head of "Second Brother", and Ke Lan seemed to be able to vaguely hear a strange chewing sound coming from this huge tentacles. out.

"The communication equipment is not malfunctioning..." The youngest equestrian's face became more and more grim, "It's just...the other end of the communication equipment, there is no one to answer our call."

"How did this happen?! There should be many people watching this game, right? Except for the elders of our family, other families should be in this hunting ground... How could no one find out about such a serious accident?"

...

"I guess, there may be a mess outside, but we haven't noticed it yet in the hunting ground." The youngest equestrian took a deep breath, picked up the hunting crossbow in his hand, and aimed at "Second Brother" ".

"Wait! Seventh, what are you doing?" Another rider rolled his eyes in surprise, "You...do you want to kill Second Brother?!"

Even though the man subconsciously grabbed his own hunting crossbow when the sudden change occurred, but from the beginning to the end, he never really wanted to kill his second brother.

He always believed that the second brother was either poisoned by some kind of strange toxin, or possessed by some kind of fungus or other parasitic organisms.

"Do you think that Second Brother...is still alive?" The young man he called "Old Seven" said every word.

The sound of bones breaking came from the tentacles, and more and more tentacles joined in, as if they were enjoying a gluttonous feast...

For some reason, Ke Lan suddenly thought of a somewhat disgusting metaphor.

(Warning, if you are eating, or if you have poor mental capacity, please skip the next paragraph.)
When Ke Lan just graduated from a public free school, he lived in a slum for a short period of time. The residences in the slums do not have private bathrooms... Many slums are even rebuilt from abandoned industrial areas. Under those plots, there is not even a connection to the water supply and sewage pipes.

People who live there have to go to special public toilets if they want to go to the toilet...the public toilets are said to be toilets, but in fact they have another name called "cheap protein cultivation tank"...people's feces will be collected for use, It is used to breed a genetically modified maggot that can grow up to the thickness of an adult man's thumb and is more than ten centimeters long. It is a very cheap and high-quality protein source.

Ke Lan was "fortunate" to see a scene where the staff were about to replace the cultivation tank. The feces accumulated at the bottom of the tank were densely covered with a layer of white fat maggots. They wriggled, squeezed each other, and devoured greedily. Looking at the filth...Because there were too many maggots, Ke Lan couldn't even see the feces pressed by them...

That scene made Ke Lan retch for three whole days, and he didn't touch food made of artificial protein for a week even though the food label stated that the source of protein was a chemical synthesis workshop.

The tentacles in front of him that were "eating away" at the second brother's body naturally reminded Ke Lan of those plump and snow-white... maggots in the sea of ​​dung.

The camera pans back to the mirror image presented by the memory fragments.

"You...you..." The other rider choked, "you you you" for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

"This thing is devouring the second brother's body... When it eats up the second brother, who do you think will be its next target?" Lao Qi kept adjusting his breathing, and the hunting crossbow in his hand changed back and forth. Point—the reason why he didn't pull the trigger for a long time was not because he was concerned about the life and death of his second brother, but simply because he couldn't determine where the weakness of this group of tentacles was.

"I...this thing...but...but..." Another rider said incoherently, "How about...let this place be handled by the supervisor? I...let's leave this place first?"

"Do you think the regulators have the time to take care of our affairs now?"

Alien Relic Hunter