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The thought flashed through his mind, but Wang Qi quickly regained his composure and looked at Zhan Lan: "The rest is up to you. Inform the newcomers about the Main God Space, the Reincarnation Mission, the Enhancement Exchange, and the Team Battle Rules."

"Okay."

Zhan Lan smiled sweetly, composed herself, and began to clearly and logically recount the knowledge she had accumulated through her numerous reincarnations.

As the cruel truth unfolded, the newlyweds instantly polarized: some turned pale and panicked, while others scoffed and refused to believe it, dismissing it as a cruel prank.

Seeing this, Zheng Zha stepped forward and said loudly, "Now, everyone, please introduce yourselves in turn, stating your profession, age, and skills. Only by understanding each other can we allocate tasks reasonably and improve our survival rate."

The crowd hesitated, still immersed in shock and resistance.

Chu Xuan broke the silence first, his tone objective and calm: "I am Chu Xuan, a senior colonel. Before joining this unit, I served at the Longyin Military Base in Beijing, specializing in bioengineering, electronic information, and strategic simulation."

Immediately afterward, a burly man stepped forward, his voice deep and gruff: "Call me Overlord, a top international mercenary specializing in heavy firepower suppression and close combat."

Midnight.

The short-haired youth spoke succinctly, his eyes sharp as an eagle: "A professional assassin, skilled in long-range precision sniping and stealthy assassinations."

After the three newcomers introduced themselves, the other ordinary newcomers remained silent, even when Wang Qi used his storage space to retrieve weapons as evidence.

They continued to deceive themselves by revealing what they had, attributing everything to magic and fireworks.

Wang Qi didn't care at all. In his eyes, apart from Chu Xuan, Ba Wang, Ling Dian, and Li Shuaixi, who still had some value, the rest of the mediocre, cowardly, ignorant, and short-sighted newcomers were all a burden. Dying at the hands of the aliens would actually lower the team's overall evaluation and reduce the probability of being matched with strong enemies.

Zhang Jie laughed heartily, easing the tense atmosphere: "The three of you have a good foundation. As long as you can survive this mission, you can definitely become official members of the Zhongzhou team."

The five of us are survivors of the last biohazard crisis. I experienced four cycles, and the other four each experienced one.

Before the words were even finished, several skeptical newcomers suddenly pushed open the iron door of the cabin, intending to escape and explore the spaceship.

Zheng Zha hurriedly spoke up to stop them: "Don't leave without permission! The new recruits are physically weak, without any enhancements or combat experience. Aliens lurk everywhere on the spaceship; venturing out rashly will only lead to their deaths! Leave the reconnaissance and exploration to us veterans!"

Ultimately, there are limits to what can be done, and the self-destructive choices made by some newcomers have already sealed their fate.

Without wasting any more time resting, the group took out their armor and weapons from their storage bags. After donning them, they distributed some of the weapons among the three.

With Chu Xuan's precise terrain analysis and real-time route planning, the team avoided the high-risk areas of the spaceship's main passage and proceeded by meandering along narrow maintenance pipes and ventilation interlayers.

Along the way, they encountered lone alien larvae and adult aliens sporadically.

With the help of their armor, firearms, superior swords, and formidable combat skills, the aliens were quickly killed, and the team made it through without any major incidents.

After nearly half an hour of careful walking and meandering, the group finally arrived at their core objective – the central control room of the Nostromo.

The heavy alloy gate was locked tightly, isolating the inside from the outside.

Chu Xuan took out a thin external data cable and quickly connected it to the control terminal by the door. His fingers moved swiftly and smoothly among the complex lines and buttons.

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A soft, mechanical click sounded as the heavy alloy gate slowly and smoothly slid open to both sides.

Overlord and Zero immediately stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, armed and on high alert. They rushed into the control room first, quickly moved heavy equipment to hold the door open, and temporarily set up a simple defensive line to prevent the monster from launching a sudden attack.

The control room is spacious and grand, with walls covered with densely packed precision instruments and control panels with flashing red and green indicator lights. A giant holographic main screen occupies an entire wall, exuding a cold and high-tech feel.

Large patches of dried, blackened bloodstains were visible everywhere on the floor, control panel, and in the corners of the walls. Tables and chairs were overturned and broken, and the outer casings of instruments were covered with scratches and corrosion marks. Everywhere there were signs of the devastation left by a fierce battle. The entire control room was oppressive, gloomy, and fraught with danger.

Chu Xuan lifted his foot and headed towards the central control console to take control of the spaceship system immediately.

A figure gently raised a hand, stopping him without making a sound.

Chu Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, instantly understanding the implication. He silently withdrew his steps without saying another word.

Throughout the journey, Wang Qi silently observed everyone's character, abilities, and shortcomings, quietly assessing the quality of this group of newcomers.

Back when Zhang Jie told Wang Qi that the next mission would be set in the Alien world, Wang Qi had already used his reward points to redeem a complete set of advanced knowledge for the AI ​​Red Queen, including interstellar spaceship intrusion programs, machine learning systems, and interstellar spacecraft piloting permissions.

Wang Qi stepped forward slowly and explained in a calm tone, "The main control system of this spaceship has been handed over to my artificial intelligence—Red Queen."

Wang Qi connected the portable terminal to the core line of the main control console after it turned red.

The next second, a cold, synthesized electronic voice slowly echoed in the control room:

"External access detected, attempting to breach the spaceship's core firewall... Intrusion progress 100%"

"We have successfully taken over the entire back-end system of the Nostromo, locking all access to global monitoring, ventilation ducts, access gates, and energy supply."

"All main roads and access hatches leading to the control room have been sealed off, and all high-strength alloy gates have been locked. In the short term, the aliens will not be able to force their way through the multiple layers of defense."

As the Red Queen's announcement faded, the alloy gates throughout the spaceship closed and locked one after another. The heavy rumble of metal closing and the hissing sound of air pressure sealing followed one after another, reinforcing the spaceship layer by layer and completely isolating it from the monsters outside.

The next instant, the giant holographic main screen was instantly split and dozens of high-definition monitoring windows lit up simultaneously, densely covering the screen.

Every corner of the spaceship, including the corridors, hibernation pods, storage rooms, and mezzanine passages, was presented to everyone with crystal clarity.

The moment everyone saw the monitor screen, the entire control room fell silent. Everyone held their breath, and a bone-chilling coldness shot up their spines.

The scene on the screen resembled a living hell.

The dim, eerie green emergency lights flickered, and countless mature, jet-black aliens with sharp claws and long tails roamed about.

Silently roaming every corner of the spaceship. Sharp claws gleamed with a cold light, and a long tail dragged on the ground. Its movements were stealthy, like a apex predator lurking in the darkness.

Large sections of the bulkhead were covered with layers of viscous, disgusting organic matter, transforming into a continuous alien nest. Human mutilated corpses were wrapped and stuck together by layers of slime, slowly corroding and digesting within the nest.

The alien eggs were scattered everywhere—in the corners of the ground, in the vents, and in the gaps between the layers. They were piled up in layers, so dense that just looking at them made one's scalp tingle and stomach churn.

This is no longer a small-scale disaster caused by a single alien in the original work, but a complete and mature alien colony nest, the scale and number of which have been completely amplified by the main god's magical modifications.