Alien Executioner

Xu Yanqian narrowed her eyes, clapped her hands, and looked praising.

"It was really unexpected. It seemed that you had already thought of the whole script the moment you made the call."

"In fact, I had already thought of this moment when you were trying to win my cooperation." An Ran got out of bed, her delicate feet stepping on the cold floor.

"Take me to see the doctor." She seemed to be ordering Xu Yanqian.

"Do you have to act so strong all the time?" Xu Yanqian walked to the closet, took out a pair of cotton slippers and put them on the floor.

"It will be dangerous if I don't stay strong in front of you." An Ran said calmly, then glanced at her and sneered:

"I've known you for several years. Even after only four months of getting along, I know that you are..."

Before she could finish, Xu Qiannuo kissed her mouth with a finger, and there were different thoughts beneath her smiling voice.

"If you know this, don't tell me. Otherwise, your strength will become a temptation in my eyes, and I can't guarantee that I can control myself from doing something weird."

Chapter 21 Doctor

Xu Yanqian took her to meet the so-called doctor. It was in a very small independent laboratory, not far away, just across a corridor. The man was fiddling with the instrument in his hand.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked up at An Ran and smiled shyly. "Ms. An Ran seems to have let down her guard. It turns out that you have such a good relationship." The man looked at the two people standing close to each other.

He deliberately added a title, but An Ran obviously didn't care.

"I thought the conversation between you two wouldn't go so smoothly."

"That's just on the surface, a necessary form based on cooperation." An Ran felt that the doctor looked familiar, but couldn't put his finger on it.

"Are you the doctor?"

"Yes, Ned, that's my name."

"Mixed blood?"

"Yes, my father is from District 9, and my mother is a teacher at a school in the countryside, but they are not aliens."

The doctor answered naturally. An Ran observed this seemingly young man who called himself the doctor. On the table were four old desktop computers and a laptop that should have been discarded. He wore a silver ring on his left ring finger, his hair was greasy, he hadn't taken a shower for a long time, and he always kept smiling intentionally or unintentionally.

Apart from that, the man's clothes were very clean. It was a padded undershirt and two yellowed white coats hanging on the hanger.

The instrument in his hand looked like a globe, but what was mounted on it was not the Earth, but a transparent glass filled with purple liquid that was constantly rotating.

The man had been trying to block something on the table.

Like bread?

Like the bagged bread you can see in bakeries everywhere, in the shape of a sandwich, with black sesame seeds on top.

An Ran's vigilance as an executive told her that the man in front of her was far more mysterious than his youthful appearance allowed.

Even with a clear female voice, she subconsciously asked:

"When did it become an artificial species?"

"Oh my, is this the palace executive? I feel like I'm being interrogated." The man did not answer the question directly.

An Ran also realized the inappropriateness of this question, and so the brief conversation ended.

"An Ran." Xu Yanqian held the girl's hand and forced her to look at her. "Are you willing to join the flower shop again?"

"Can I still say no?" An Ran replied dimly.

"I need your most sincere answer."

"Either you die or I die."

"That's too cruel. You might as well just lie." Xu Yanqian put her arm around her shoulders. "We are all working hard for the great goal of peaceful coexistence between humans and other species. Maybe one day we will all be messengers representing one side!"

"How could such a thing actually happen?" As an alien serving as an executive, An Ran knew the absurdity of such a wish.

Alien species must devour human flesh and blood in order to survive, just like wolves and sheep. Unless the wolves change to eating grass, it is impossible for them to coexist peacefully.

This is a false proposition in itself, because the direction of the discussion itself concerns the survival of a race.

"Why not?" the Doctor interjected, smiling.

"Because I don't think you can develop a drug that can satisfy the hunger of Devourer of Sorrow."

An Ran told him:

"That kind of medicine is not a nutrition for phagocytes, but a paralysis. Even if it succeeds, it will only put the Devouring Sorrow into a deep sleep. Of course, this is just my guess."

"All guesses were wrong." The doctor rubbed his head.

"how?"

"In fact, the medicine we developed can completely satisfy the hunger of Devourer of Sorrow, but it was stolen when we were almost successful." He was a little distressed:

"That's the result of decades... no, years of hard work. Anyway, we need your strength."

"It's not just the power of being Naya." Xu Yanqian put away her smile, she held An Ran's hand and said seriously:

"And your ability as an executive officer. We must work together. The Alphabet Organization is our common enemy."

Feeling the warmth of the woman's hands, An Ran forced himself not to recall the past.

Those memories should have disappeared in the flowing water.

Five years ago, when I inexplicably became an alien, I wandered in the silent city at night, enduring hunger and fear, struggling in the long dark night, searching for any food that could relieve the pressure of hunger.

It was on a rainy night that she killed a homeless man and ate him. It was also on that night that she met this woman.

It was like a long dream, and the fragments of the dream affected An Ran. She was a little confused and couldn't distinguish reality.

Obviously, it was she who ordered the hunt for him later, and it was she who appeared in despair at the beginning, but the hatred in his heart was becoming weaker and weaker.

Perhaps this is why she, as an alien species, is indifferent to emotions.

After five years of torture by the phagocytes, perhaps a personality belonging to "Naya" was born. This personality has no interest in hating anyone, and is indifferent to everything. In her eyes, the only thing she cares about is eating.

Exist only to satisfy oneself.

⑵ The last thing she said softly:

"I'll try."

"You haven't changed." Xu Yanqian sighed, "You have always been a person without a strong opinion, and it will show when you hesitate."

"Alright, alright, Executor. Now I'm going to take you to an open area. I need to do some small tests."

The Doctor interrupted the two with a wave of his hand. He had already walked to the door and motioned for them to follow him.

"What are you going to do?" An Ran asked as she walked. She did not let her guard down when facing the doctor.

Walking through the endless corridor, the doctor's tone suddenly became heavy:

"Mr. Executive, who do you think you are?"

An Ran felt that this question must have a meaning since it was raised, and it was not nonsense.

But she could only answer calmly:

"Same as you."

"But this is only part of it. Have you ever thought about why you can ignore the taboo of cannibalism? As an alien species, you eat the flesh and blood of your own species. If you are lucky, you can still maintain your sanity for a month, but you will gradually move towards madness and chaos. If you are unlucky, you will die directly."

"I haven't thought about it. I just know that since I can ignore Devouring, I should take advantage of it."

In fact, An Ran had thought about it, put it into practice and came to a conclusion - there was strange golden blood flowing in her body, but this blood would only turn golden when it broke the skin and flowed out with the consent of her own reason and autonomy.

But it only lasts a few seconds.

In other words, only when you voluntarily injure yourself will you bleed golden blood, while bleeding caused by other factors will only appear as a sticky black color with a hint of crimson.

And the function of golden blood...

She never told anyone.

"Based on our research and sampling." The doctor paused as they walked out of the corridor and opened the door.

Inside the door was a large space, and the surrounding walls were all made of solid metal. He motioned for An Ran to go in, and said to himself:

"Do you know the blood of the ancient gods?"

He suddenly left the question in suspense again.

Chapter 22 Experiment

An Ran was not unfamiliar with the blood of the ancient gods, as this term had been frequently mentioned in the history course of Atlantic blood.

About four hundred years ago, as that strange meteorite fell into the ice field of the first zone, disasters occurred all over the world, with tearing earthquakes and roaring tsunamis. The sky was so gloomy that it seemed to collapse, and the heaviest storm came, just as the natural disaster predicted by ancient humans.

The unknown magnetic field brought by the meteorite has affected the entire modern history, but the most critical and most important thing is the birth of alien species.

The black meteorite swallowed up all the light and emitted a terrifying echo, which could only be heard by dreamers. At first, they heard the sound of a huge drum, the subtle playing of a flute, and terrible clapping sounds. In short, the sounds of the instruments heard by people were different, but without exception, they all dreamed that they had festering pus cells growing on them.

People dreamed that they were gradually swallowed by the dense cells, but in the end they saw the world from the perspective of these terrible creatures, all looking towards the Far North, which was a call from the most eternal time.

Most of those who had the same nightmares were young people. They were not greatly affected at first, but as time went on, they were completely drowned in the nightmares, from the initial madness to the numbness later, and gradually moved towards the far north.

The body also changed as described in the dream. Sticky black unknown soft objects drilled out from the skin, and they screamed towards this new world.

Thus, the first generation of alien species was born.

The first generation of aliens are not aliens to be precise. Experts gave this group a new order, called "Shang".

Shang is more powerful and more terrifying than the alien species.

They were like carriers controlled by alien parasites. They had terrible self-control, endured hunger, and used various means to reach the meteorite. They gathered in groups like an unknown church and made shrieking sounds.

As if trying to find something from a meteorite.

At that time, the most intelligent Shang appeared. No one had ever seen its true form. Its host was the doctor who was in charge of the human gene screening experiment at that time. He controlled an air force formation and wanted to use it to blow up the meteorite, but it also ended in failure.

Because of their desire for something inside the meteorite, the demons rushed to the Far North, and then, unable to bear the hunger, they finally showed their brutal side to humans.

The natural disaster had not yet ended, and the appearance of Shang dealt a heavy blow to the human society at that time.

It is also because of this that all countries are forced to unite and share the same hatred for the enemy.

But the life span of Shang is very short, or it can be said that they are lacking something and cannot survive for long. Some scholars have suggested that this may be related to the fact that they are competing for something in the meteorites.

In short, Shang died quickly, just like ice melting under the scorching sun, and turned into countless tumor balls that made sharp and terrifying sounds. They moved their bodies restlessly, crawled into the filthy sewers, and got into the houses in various ways at night, biting their owners in their sleep.

For several days in a row, screams echoed through the city, and the night was an endless nightmare.

The true birth of the alien species (VIII) ③ The forest is full of tears.

At some point, perhaps at night, the meteorite collapsed unexpectedly, and the cracks seemed to be bleeding. The liquid was like a sticky, gelatinous soft substance, falling along the dark outer wall of the meteorite to the ground, interweaving with half a meter of snow.

This blood attracts alien species from all over the world, like the call of blood awakening the dormant phagocytes in the body.

The aliens that drank the "blood" seemed to have regressed to their ancestors, their phagocytes returned to the state before division and transformed into Shang.

This is also the direction that the alien species are pursuing now.

——relatives.

As the executive officer of the hall, An Ran also served as a tutor at Atlan College for half a year, and the theme of his lectures was exactly the blood of Shang and the ancient god Wu Yi Qi Ba Ba Lin Qi Ping Yi.

She has sufficient knowledge about both the required courses and the courses she teaches.

"Of course I know about the Blood of the Ancient God. It is one of the required courses for every executive officer. I have also personally subjugated the followers."

An Ranzhi's follower is an alien species that was conquered in the operation codenamed "Siege" two years ago, and is a member of the Alphabet Organization.

Code group teasing clothes order Yaoqi (four) dirty wine four and eight A.

The operation was quite successful, but it also caused considerable damage to the organization.

Therefore, she also understood how strange the alien species that drank the blood of the ancient gods were, and this was a topic that the Countermeasures Bureau paid the most attention to.

"Then do you remember when you drank it?" The doctor held a syringe in his hand, which contained an unknown white liquid.

"What did you drink?"

"Blood of the Ancient God, you possess the characteristics of a follower."

An Ran frowned, with an expression of disbelief on his pretty face.

Installed.

She pretended to be clueless, but in fact, An Ran knew clearly that the strangeness of her body could not be explained by the blood of the ancient god.

She did think that the changes in her body and her ability to ignore devouring were all related to the blood of the ancient gods, until she discovered the golden blood in her body.

She stared at the needle with a serious expression and murmured: