Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 7 Roadside Hut
When Si Ming emerged from the shadows again, the military base in the distance was already bustling with activity. First came the sounds of emergency assembly bells and whistles, followed by a noisy and chaotic cacophony of voices and footsteps.

The captain acted quickly.

The town might be saved as a result.

Perhaps yes, perhaps no. But Si Ming will not do any more—because this is the extent to which he can reach. And if they want to go further, they must rely on the local people to help themselves.

Heaven helps those who help themselves.

—And so am I.

A pack of belongings lay at his feet, stuffed full of items. These were his spoils from the armory. Besides a standard army protective gear set capable of carrying various equipment, he had acquired a considerable amount of gear suitable for his combat needs.

One AA12 automatic combat shotgun. 20 rounds loaded, 200 rounds spare. Siming originally planned to use armor-piercing steel-core rounds, or simply carry a bottle of Lao Gan Ma (a popular chili sauce brand) around. But he quickly discovered a more suitable alternative in the ammunition section.

It was a deep red cylinder about the length of a finger.

The FARG-12 high-explosive shotgun shell is equipped with a 19mm high-explosive warhead, folding stabilizing fins, and a built-in high-specification fuse, with an effective range of 200m and powerful destructive force.

It can easily penetrate the alien's polarized silicon shell and trigger an internal explosion. In fact, this thing can even penetrate and destroy armored vehicles from the front. It is a true armored unit killer.

"It feels like a budget version of bolt-action rounds," he thought, as he fully donned his army protective gear. He also strapped his shotgun, equipped with several key attachments, to his body via belt. Besides these, there were other auxiliary consumables.

Those were explosives. Landmines, high-explosive shells, and stun grenades—because he knew that the Xenomorphs observed their surroundings through vibration and radiation, which was why they often emitted a snake-like hissing sound. And this meant that stun grenades were destined to be highly effective against these monsters with their thick, polarized silicon shells.

This process took Si Ming five minutes.

As a result, he had to carry an additional 30 kilograms of weight.

It wasn't much, and it didn't significantly hinder his operations. After all, he was an outsider imbued with the fighting spirit of the night, not just a local native with an ordinary mortal body. And once he put on his mask and lowered the goggles from his helmet, he was now indistinguishable from an ordinary National Guard soldier.

He could just blend in naturally into the National Guard's combat ranks.

But he chose to continue moving freely.

The countdown on his wristwatch flashed silently, the time gradually pointing to nine in the night. His camouflage-clad figure flickered in and out of the darkness, and soon, a roadside house that appeared normal from the outside but was unusually quiet under the streetlights came into view.

There is the scent of blood.

It has the smell of death.

On his way here, he had passed by this place without realizing it.

—It's a facehugger.

He stopped, holding his breath. His figure blended completely into the darkness. Even before he entered the house, he could roughly guess what was happening inside.

When he arrived, facehuggers had infested the residents of the mansion. And while he was busy at the military base, the fully developed alien larvae successfully burst out of his chest.

And their number is approximately—

'Click—' The door was pushed open.

With highly focused senses, several sound sources from different directions were immediately detected.

There are two upstairs and one downstairs. The total is three.

but--

—I smelled it, and there was blood coming from below. There were corpses there, but the one that broke the chest was more cautious than the other three… So, the real total is at least four. Or even more.

"Heh." Si Ming let his voice echo in the silent building. Without hesitation or doubt, he simply pressed the light switch near the door.

'clatter--'

Light was then released.

The rapid changes in light and dark clearly make it an ideal time for a sneak attack.

However, the serpentine creature, which had been crawling along the upper part of the stairs and leaping down as soon as the lights came on, was severely damaged in mid-air. This was because Si Ming had already raised his AA12 in time and pulled the trigger at the attacking object!
The sound was exceptionally loud.

A burst of intense fire, ten times brighter than a light bulb, erupted from the muzzle of the gun!

'Boom—' The creature, with a physique close to a wildcat and speed and strength equivalent to a cheetah, exploded on the stairs. The splattered fiery acidic blood instantly dissolved half of the stairwell leading up to the stairs.

—[Defeat one alien larva to earn 100 reward points.]

It's a thorax-like larva, an alien. It hasn't had time to consume enough flesh and blood to grow into a two-meter-tall adult. And that's why its price is only slightly higher than a facehugger.

"One." Si Ming glanced at the gun in his hand, and the spent cartridge fell at his feet with a soft clatter.

The mansion was eerily silent.

The remaining three probably sensed the danger as well, moving nimbly around the room, trying their best not to make a sound. However, even so, it was actually quite difficult for them to hide from Siming's senses.

“Monster,” Siming said. He knew the other party wouldn’t run away because the aliens hadn’t yet multiplied to a number large enough to crush everything in an instant. And since the total number was still insufficient, they would make sure to eliminate every single person who knew the truth.

So... move forward.

The door was ajar behind them, left open to avoid scaring the monsters away. Normally, once a monster coming down from upstairs was killed, the visitor would naturally prioritize cleaning upstairs.

But he wouldn't have it—he walked straight ahead. Crossing the mansion's hall, Simin quickly reached the kitchen. His ears, enhanced by his battle aura, picked up the subtle sounds coming from above the mansion. If aliens had emotions, they would probably be annoyed by this illogical behavior.

They don't.

Siming also saw the scene in the kitchen—a housewife lying on the ground, her chest ripped open. Half of her flesh had disappeared, and the facehugger that had covered her head was completely calcified.

A normal person might be startled and shaken by this. And it's not that Si Ming couldn't cooperate a little.

He took half a step back.

He sensed a faint whistling wind.

His steps abruptly halted, power erupting from his muscles. His retreating posture abruptly shifted into a spin, and the muzzle of his gun, having turned with him, precisely locked onto the location of the second alien larva attempting a sneak attack!
'Bang—' Another shot hit the mark.

Another announcement came in announcing the scoring.

Coming down from the second floor, the third alien larva, abandoning its prepared ambush position, hissed sharply and darted away to the side.

It was moving very fast, but its trajectory was slightly inconsistent. Judging from a preconceived perspective, one could see that the direction this alien larva was fleeing was pointing towards a place where one's back would be to the basement entrance.

Pretty clever—but not enough. Si Ming took a step in the direction the alien larva had fled. But just as he rounded the corner of the corridor, he turned sharply, pulled back, and raised his AA12 shotgun, which had only fired two shots, toward the silently opened basement door!
A tall, dark figure appeared right in the direction of the basement entrance!

One adult, very good.

This could be quite an unfriendly shock to the other party.

Its body twisted suddenly as it tried to avoid it.

But Si Ming fired again without hesitation!

'Bang—' The first shot hit the torso. The alien's sternal armor exploded violently, but it still had the strength to dart to the side.

'Boom—!' The second shot struck the fleeing alien's head. The banana-shaped, narrow head armor shattered instantly, splattering large amounts of corrosive blood plasma.

Si Ming stepped forward.

The moment he pulled the trigger for the third time, he suddenly shifted his body to the side, just in time to avoid the alien larva that jumped out from behind to attack him. With his free left hand, he accurately and swiftly grasped the alien larva that had almost brushed past him under his five fingers.

He looked at it, and it screamed.

The five fingers, imbued with fighting spirit, then exerted their force, crushing most of the young creature's bones into dust.

The epidermis is well maintained.

The dead alien larva fell to the ground.

The alien creature, already wounded by two shots, was still twitching and struggling. It raised its tail blade, and then, as it had hoped, received the third shot fired by Simin at its head.

'boom--! ! ’

It fell completely silent.

Siming also heard the scoring announcement—the power of the No. 12 high-explosive shotgun shells had been definitively proven. The clearing of this mansion also made up for the friendly fire penalty Siming suffered after killing the veteran katana-wielding man. And there was still quite a bit of time left before the crucial 10 PM mark.

well.

Si Ming went up to the second floor and glanced at the family photo in the master bedroom. He easily found the remains of the male owner of the house and, among the mangled flesh, found a car key.

With the vehicle acquired, the gains are quite substantial. So, the next step is—

He paused, drew his sword, and slashed back. The fifth silent attacker was cleaved in two by the strike of the energy-infused blade.

These aliens are indeed very good at hiding. Even our previous visual and auditory perception had some errors.

Fortunately, Si Ming is good at observing details. This trait, combined with his caution and courage, allowed him to successfully get through the initial perilous period in the other world.

He glanced at the last alien creature that had been severed. He listened to the divine pronouncement echoing in his mind once more. Dark battle aura enveloped him, concealing all sound and light from his body. Several seconds later, the gas in the kitchen was turned on, and a high-explosive grenade was casually tossed into the basement by Si Ming.

Boom— An explosion.

Flames erupted violently from the ground floor of the mansion upwards.

Amidst the flames, an old-fashioned Ford Mustang muscle car roared to life and sped toward the town, accompanied by the gradually spreading darkness and death.

(End of this chapter)