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Chapter 1095 The Last Passenger

Silence is the cruelest gift from the universe.

After the shock of the escape pod detaching from the mothership had passed.

Zhao Wuji floated in zero gravity, and his eardrums still lingered with the low-frequency hum of the Nostromo's disintegration. The emergency light in the cabin cast his shadow on Ripley's hibernation capsule - on the surface of the silver-white metal coffin, a claw mark was reflecting a wet and cold light.

At the end of the claw marks, there was a translucent bead of mucus, like bait hanging on the edge of a poisonous spider's web. The moment he reached out to touch it, the mucus suddenly shrank, revealing Ripley's sleeping face in the observation window of the hibernation cabin.

Her blonde hair remained still in the low temperature like a plant specimen in amber, and Zhao Wuji could clearly see the shadow of the alien larva sliding slowly from her left collarbone to her heart.

The system light screen bloomed on the retina: [Observer Reward Trigger: Keep Silent Survival Rate +9%]. As the numbers jumped, the physiological monitor in the hibernation cabin suddenly made a "beeping" sound, and Ripley's eyeballs began to move rapidly under her eyelids - she was dreaming, dreaming of flames, screams, and a new life bursting out of her chest. Zhao Wuji looked away and bumped into the locker on the wall when he turned around. The moment the locker door bounced open, bundles of gold coin bags poured out like an avalanche, forming a slowly rotating metal nebula in the zero-gravity environment. The company logo jumped on the surface of these gold coins, and each horizontal stroke of the letter "WY" had a sharp end like a micro-syringe.

He grabbed a bag of gold coins and crushed it, but what rolled out was not coins, but frozen human ovary samples. The label on the glass tube read "LV-426/Asian/Enhanced Tolerance".

An electronic voice sounded in the cabin: "Biological asset transportation mode has been activated", and the observation windows of all the hibernation cabins turned dark red at the same time, like hundreds of demon eyes suddenly opened.

When Zhao Wuji rushed to the control console, he found that his fingers were tapping on the keyboard autonomously - those glial lines had spread to his fingertips, flashing blue light that was completely synchronized with the escape pod circuit.

Darkness descended suddenly. It was not an ordinary power outage, but something more thorough, an absolute nothingness that wiped out even the starlight.

Zhao Wuji heard the sound of slime drawing from all directions, but when he raised the welding machine, the flame showed a strange negative color - the black core was wrapped in a pale halo, illuminating the alien embryos floating in the cabin. These translucent little things stretched their spines, and each bone reflected the metallic luster of gold coins. The nearest embryo suddenly turned its head and "looked" at him with its pupil-less eyes, and spit out a bloody company badge between its mouthparts.

[Warning: Cognitive pollution level 57%] Zhao Wuji used a welder to melt the vent cover. When he was retracting into the pipe, a gold coin got stuck between his ribs and the metal wall.

The pain suddenly woke him up - the edge of the gold coin was engraved with a micro-number: NS-001. The Nostromo's maiden voyage commemorative coin, a collection that should have been locked in the captain's room.

【Regression critical point: 00:23:17】

Deep in the pipe, some giant arthropod was molting, and the sound of its shell cracking was like the collapse of a glacier.

When the first searchlight of the rescue boat pierced the darkness, Zhao Wuji was injecting the neuroglia into his carotid artery. Amid the burning sensation of the liquid crawling through his blood vessels, the Passerby A system prompted:

[Total amount of gold coins exceeds 100000]

【Survival rate 89%】

But the last message made his fingers stiffen: [Return option: Leave now/obtain "Alien Antibody" (permanent gene modification)]. The sound of the rescue capsule docking came, and he saw that the claw marks of Ripley's hibernation capsule began to ooze blood. The blood condensed into a perfect ruby ​​in zero gravity, and the embryonic silhouette of the face hugger was sealed inside.

The welder lights up one last time.

The moment the flame went out, Zhao Wuji heard the sound of nails scratching metal from deep in the pipe - not alien, but the more familiar frequency of human nails. It was the Morse code he had carved at the other end of the pipe ten minutes ago, and now it was responding to him from the depths of darkness with exactly the same rhythm.