How come this main god space is filled with stitching monsters!

"This is the problem. We have fought hard to defeat the tyrant before. The main god is not even able to provide a side plot. The expressiveness of ordinary aliens will never be higher than that of the tyrant, and they may be able to easily kill the lickers. , but you will definitely not be able to defeat the tyrant, and you will be killed indiscriminately if you encounter a heavily armed pursuer."

"The Lord God's black-hearted bastard doesn't run a charity hall. How could he give us such good conditions?"

"The plot has changed. The spaceship in the original work is not called the Allen Mother Goddess." Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses and said: "The ship in the original work is called the Nosmo. There are seven crew members in total, one of whom is Synth. There’s only one alien.”

"But what we have to face now is a brand new spaceship, a crew of unknown number of people, an alien queen who may have the ability to reproduce, and a voyage of unknown length."

Chu Xuan walked to the control console where Zheng Zha had smashed a hole, and said: "I am now trying to mobilize the data of the spacecraft. If possible, I will bring out the monitoring."

Zheng Zha felt quite embarrassed when he looked at Chu Xuan, who was worrying about the console that had been smashed into a hole (probably).

‘I really need to change my habit of smashing things next time. ’

"Actually, there is another very important point, that is, the Lord God did not explicitly put a price on the aliens."

"M?"

"Yes, in Biochemical 1, both zombies and lickers had accurate prices, but now, Alien, the protagonist of Alien 1, does not-"

At this time, with a soft click, the door opened, and the main god's protective barrier disappeared.

"—mark the price."

Looking at the slowly opening door, Wu Jie said without changing his expression: "Killing monsters in horror movies all earns extra reward points. This is also another way to obtain reward points and side plots in addition to completing the main mission."

"The Lord God did not clearly put a price this time. He clearly wanted to increase the difficulty of the mission by not telling us what enemies there are. Is there one alien, a bunch of aliens, or many types of aliens? We are now I don't even know." Wu Jie looked at the bright corridor outside the door and said, "Now it's clear that the enemies we have to face are definitely not just aliens. Yes, my evaluation is one kind, not one. "

It's very quiet outside the door. Generally speaking, unless the main god is in a bad mood today and wants to mess with others, or the position of the team battle is exposed, otherwise the period at the beginning of the plot belongs to the initial safe zone. As long as the reincarnators do not deliberately do dangerous things, crises will not come to their doorsteps.

The three punks wanted to run out, but something was faster than them.

Wu Jie's mental power scan.

"I saw the dead people, one, two, three. Holy shit! There are at least twenty dead people in this TND who died of broken chests! Damn, no, this fucking spaceship is a bit big! The number of dead people is still It's increasing, and without exception, they all die from broken chests!" Wu Jie subconsciously covered his cheeks. He bit his back molar and had a toothache: "And I can't find the alien. I can't cover the entire spacecraft with precise scanning. The target cannot be found during scanning! The diameter of this spacecraft is at least thirty kilometers (30,000 meters)! This must be the Natural Selection!"

The three gangsters were startled by Wu Jie's roar, and they cursed subconsciously. However, Zheng Zha, who saw that Long Wei was still there, stopped mid-sentence.

Wu Jie was forced to reduce the range of mental scanning to precise scanning. Large-scale scanning was useless, and precise scanning could provide an early warning of three thousand meters.

Wu Jie has no sympathy or sympathy for such little gangsters. As for their courage to attack the overlord with swords and sticks, they are usually ordinary people. These three can only come in because of the ancient novel world. Need that essential no-brainer sidekick.

Blood Thorn·Whip Form!

A tattoo emerged from Wu Jie's arm. A thorn with a blood-red shimmer and the thickness of a finger suddenly grew more than ten meters in length. It whipped out in mid-air and immediately wrapped around the necks of the three gangsters. The barbs on the thorns pierced their necks.

"I don't mind you leaving." Wu Jie used bloody thorns to pull up the three gangsters little by little and hung them up in a hanging posture to warn the other newcomers: "But I can also tell you responsibly that now outside It’s very troublesome. At least dozens of people have died, which means that there are at least dozens of aliens active. I don’t want more aliens to appear. So, can you cooperate with me? Stay here? Follow the command? "

Seeing a group of newcomers nodding their heads, Wu Jie used bioelectric current to burn the neck wounds of the three gangsters, and slammed their bodies onto the metal floor.

"Don't drink randomly next time. Of these three guys, one has a green head, one is 1.5 meters tall and weighs 250, and the other one looks like he smoked white noodles too much and his brain is not normal. The blood of such people is so dirty. Ah, drinking Queen Leech is better than drinking this kind of person. At least she is a BOSS."

Wu Jie was stroking the blood thorn and talking to the blood bramble, but the blood bramble kept swaying to show that he understood.

Seeing the dancing blood thorns and Wu Jie speaking to the blood thorns, the group of newcomers became even more frightened.

Firearms are at least something that normal people can accept. Who can accept your sudden jump from science fiction to fantasy?

Although Zero Point and Overlord were a little shocked when they saw this scene, they quickly accepted it.

"Blood thorns, biological magic." Zheng Zha explained, looked at the ignorant newcomers, sighed, and went over to organize the newcomers: "Everyone, please tell me your previous occupation, age, and what you are best at. After we talk about it, we can all assign our own responsibilities."

A smart-looking young man was the first to jump over and introduce himself: "Can I join you? My name is Li Shuaixi, who graduated in 1985. Although I don't have a career yet, before coming here I had I’ve watched a lot of horror movies and horror stories at home, and by the way, I’ve also dabbled in fantasy novels in online books, as well as mythological stories from various countries. You will definitely use mine!”

As he spoke, Li Shuaixi's eyes unconsciously glanced towards Bawang and Lingdian. His mind quickly sobered up after being in a state of chaos. As someone who has been involved in online novels since 2008, he also encountered obstacles everywhere when looking for a job. , a miserable college student who can only kill time by reading novels, Li Shuaixi’s ability to accept things like time travel is the second strongest among a group of newcomers.

He has now begun to imagine that he is the protagonist, the son of destiny, and will soon be able to kill everyone in this main god space!

"My name is Li Xiaoyi, a senior high school student."