Alien Executioner

"You scared me." The adjutant said lightly. He felt that the boy was a little weird and indescribably annoying.

"I just wanted to come and see the teacher. He must have gone in."

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll wait for him here. I want to have a meal with him." The boy sighed, "It's been a long time since we parted at Atlanta College. This opportunity is rare."

"Commander Si Luan doesn't have the habit of eating midnight snacks." The adjutant gave an appropriate reminder, but he didn't want to disappoint the boy, "But you can have lunch with him tomorrow at noon."

"No, that won't work. If we have a dinner party there will be too many people and I won't be able to be alone with the teacher." The young man laughed.

The adjutant didn't say anything, and he didn't want to continue chatting. For some reason, he always felt uncomfortable sitting next to the boy.

He was clearly smiling, but there was something wrong with his smile. He was clearly just an underage guy, but there was something weird in his eyes.

But the other party's identity gave the adjutant no reason to doubt. Si Luan said that the other party was an outstanding executive who was only 17 years old, a genius who was included in the FACA key training list, and he was also his former student. He served as a team leader at a young age and had a bright future.

"Senior, when did you become the teacher's adjutant?" The young man spoke incoherently.

"It's been two years." The adjutant's mouth was dry and he wanted to smoke a cigarette. He felt inexplicably anxious.

"It's been quite a while." The young man was thoughtful, his eyes bright. "I really envy you for being Mr. Si Luan's adjutant. You are also an excellent senior. How does it feel to be Mr. Si Luan's adjutant?"

"Captain Si Luan is a very good person. He never forces us to do anything." The adjutant looked up frequently, anxiously waiting for the executive officer, and this action was also noticed by the young man.

"Senior, are you waiting for someone?"

"Yeah." The adjutant nodded, but didn't say anything specific. He felt uneasy sitting next to the boy.

But I couldn't just stand up and walk away immediately, as that would constitute an offense, after all, I was a senior.

"So, senior, how long will you continue to serve as adjutant?" The young man suddenly asked an incredible question.

"Five years."

"That's it..."

The young man stood up and stood in front of him, blocking the adjutant's entire view. He looked up in surprise, only to see those strange eyes.

"Senior, I want to ask... can you do me a favor?"

"I don't think I can help you with anything." The adjutant replied calmly, "But you can talk first."

"I need you to immediately and proactively transfer out of your position as Mr. Si Luan's adjutant."

"That may be difficult." The adjutant finally understood the boy's intention.

"I know this is difficult, and I didn't think you would agree." The boy pursed his lips and sat back.

His smile no longer had that weird feeling, but was very lively, and there was an enthusiasm in his eyes that made it impossible to doubt.

"Just asking casually, senior, if you get promoted or transferred in the future, I hope you can recommend me to the teacher." The boy put on gloves.

"I will." The adjutant nodded, not caring why he wore gloves, perhaps because his hands were cold.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and his pupils shrank sharply.

A sudden sharp pain came from his chest, and a burning sensation gradually spread throughout his body. He lowered his head in disbelief. A long, sharp dagger pierced his chest from his back, and everything from beginning to end happened in just a moment.

The boy had a gloomy face, but he was still smiling. His smile was silent, heartless and cold.

"This isn't the first time I've done this," he said softly, "but I hope it's the last."

Chapter 374: Egg of Rebirth (XIV)

As soon as they entered the door, they smelled a pungent stench, like the filthy garbage that had not been dealt with in a slaughterhouse for months. The smell in the darkness was not only pungent, but also dazzling. The three of them looked at each other and put on masks.

"The smell in there reminds me of my dad's stinky feet," an executive joked.

"Although I haven't smelled your father's stinky feet, I think they are still slightly inferior." Si Luan took a flashlight and illuminated the elevator door. He found that one of the doors was damaged. "Even on the clean first floor, I can still smell the stench. How disgusting can it be up there? What's wrong with this elevator door?"

"The structure inside has completely collapsed."

An executive kicked the elevator door and it was pitch black inside. Si Luan poked his head in and used a flashlight to illuminate the elevator shaft, which led directly to the underground parking lot. He held onto the outer wall with his hand and raised his head. The flashlight was so high that it formed a small spot, so he couldn't see the exact location of the elevator.

"Be careful, sir. It would be very painful if you fell down." The executive officer behind him warned him and grabbed his shoulders to pull him back. "The other elevators are also not working. The power supply system here has been completely destroyed."

"Which specific floor is it?"

"Twelfth floor."

"The twelfth floor?" Si Luan was startled, and calculated how long it would take him to climb. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's too high. I hate climbing stairs. Let's go up quickly and go back to take a shower and go to bed early."

He groped his way to the safe passage, looked at each step, and took a deep breath.

Five minutes later, the three climbed out of the safety passage on the twelfth floor. They looked calm and didn't feel tired. For the executive officers, physical strength was the biggest demand and one of the most critical factors when fighting against alien species. Except for one of the executive officers who kept complaining, none of them spoke.

"This is the third time I've climbed the stairs today." The executive officer put his hand on his colleague's shoulder to save effort. "Damn it, why did they destroy the power supply system? Don't those aliens have brains?"

"I think you are the one without brains." His colleague glanced at him with disdain, "You should walk in front, don't always hide behind me, if Chief Si Luan sees you, won't he laugh at you?"

"If you're unsure, just follow me." Si Luan looked at the two juniors. "This is normal. If I remember correctly, you have just become outstanding executives and have never fought off a high-level alien species head-on. Everyone would be afraid, and so would I. In many cases, being vigilant and shrinking is a good thing. As executives, we must protect our own lives first."

"I know." The executive officer knocked on another timid colleague, "But we have already checked this place. There is nothing here except some corpses. There are no living people. It would be too shameful to be afraid again."

"Some people just can't handle the gore, and that goes for the executive officers, too."

"That's right." The timid executive officer sighed, "I have been kind-hearted since I was a child and I can't stand the sight of blood. I became an executive officer more to inherit my father's wishes. If I can, I won't do it."

"You can't say such things in front of your superiors." The colleague rebuked in a low voice.

"It's okay, just say whatever you want to say." Si Luan waved his hand.

They were all silent, more or less afraid of this quasi-palace from the headquarters. When they arrived at the entertainment hall, the pungent stench was overwhelming, even with a mask on, it couldn't stop it. The light of the hand flashlight shone over, and the powerful flashlight covered the rotting corpses in a large area. The corpses were stacked together, and the rotting black meat was the source of the stench.

There were large black stains on the ground, like coagulated blood. There was not a single clean spot in the entire hall; it was like purgatory.

"Damn it!" the timid executive officer whispered.

"What's the matter?"

“It wasn’t like this when I came here before.”

The timid executive officer pointed tremblingly to a corner. He realized that he was holding a flashlight and shining it towards that suspicious place. Countless corpses were leaning against the wall, with only scattered pieces of flesh and yellowed bones exposed, as if they had been gnawed by something.

The other executive officer also frowned and approached boldly.

"Strange," he said, "I remember all the bodies were stacked, not sitting."

"Yes, it's as if they came alive and rested against the wall." The timid executive officer agreed, "Were they moved by humans?"

"Are you sure you didn't remember it wrongly?" Si Luan asked.

"No, no, no, sir, our memory is very good." The timid executive nodded in affirmation, and could not help but display the Devouring Weapon.

Si Luan's eyes also turned into surprise. Of course, he believed what the two said, but it was unbelievable. First of all, they said that the bodies should be stacked together, but the executive officer obviously would not do so, which means that the person who did so was the killer. But why did they stack the bodies in the corner? Was it for aesthetics or to make room?

The aliens fought simply and brutally, and would quickly escape after killing the other party to avoid being surrounded and attacked by the executive officers who arrived. However, the other party's way of thinking was completely contrary to this. After they slaughtered the people in the entertainment city, they did not leave immediately.

Now the reality is in front of us. The bodies are scattered and sitting. Of course, the dead people will not crawl to the wall to sit down. The people of FACA do not have such a horrifying habit. During the quarantine period, someone sneaked in. This is the biggest possibility, but why did they do this? Just because they were afraid that the bodies would be uncomfortable lying down, so they helped them up?

Si Luan couldn't understand it. Looking back, he had faced countless terrible monsters, no matter they were brutal aliens or guys who were good at hiding behind the scenes, but none of them made him feel as terrified as he did now.

The timid executive officer watched from behind. Si Luan and another executive officer walked up to the corpse and observed it closely. Due to the stench that was too irritating, they only stayed for less than two minutes before retreating.

"Nothing to see." The executive officer covered his mouth. He also guessed, "Who are they? Why are they doing this?"

"I can't answer this question for you. I think you are a person with a bad taste." Si Luan agreed.

They turned around and stood up.

At this moment, the timid executive officer trembled all over, raised his hand in fear and pointed behind them: "Look! Look!"

"What are you doing--" The executive officer next to Si Luan was surprised. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His clenched hands loosened weakly and the flashlight fell to the ground.

Si Luan was startled. Before he could react to the executive's situation, a crisp sound came from behind him, countless creaking and cracking sounds. It was the sound of skeletons colliding. It was not difficult to guess that the corpses moved!

Chapter 375: Egg of Rebirth (XV)

As the executive officer fell to his knees, the corpses sitting against the wall slowly raised their heads and stood up shakily.

This scene frightened the timid executive officer so much that his right hand holding Swallow Wu kept shaking.

He was completely confused and didn't know what to do next. Even an executive who had fought against alien species several times would be horrified when faced with an unprecedented terrorist incident.

The light of the flashlight flickered on the corpses, and frightened eyes jumped up and down on them in panic.

"Sir, this, this is..."

"Evacuate first!" Si Luan lowered his voice and quickly helped another executive who had fallen to the ground up. "Hurry up and leave!"

The timid executive officer turned around and spread his legs, rushing to the safe passage without hesitation. After a few seconds, he rushed back and stretched out his hand to help drag the unconscious colleague. Si Luan looked back anxiously, and saw the corpse approaching, and he whispered angrily:

"Why did you come back?"

"I, I'll help..." The timid executive officer was trembling with fear, afraid that his words would disturb the group of corpses.

"No need, I can take him away by myself, you go first, my adjutant's communication number is A0636, ask him to call for backup." Si Luan dragged the unconscious man for more than ten meters and pushed the executive officer in front of him away. "Forget it, just drag him away!"

After saying that, Si Luan stood up, holding the red Devouring Weapon in his hand and rushed towards the group of approaching strange monsters.

If there are other monsters in this world besides the alien species and the latest freaks, Si Luan completely believes it. After all, there are always some mutated monsters in the world.

But if the other party is just a skeleton without much flesh, then the nature of the matter changes completely, because this does not conform to any logic at all. With only a skeleton but no muscle support, there is no reason for them to be able to move.

Whenever Si Luan watched zombie movies, he thought it was ridiculous to see how ferocious and scary the zombies were, how they could tear through steel bars and ignore bullets.

Perhaps tearing up the hard steel plates could be explained by body mutation, but as long as the bullets broke their joints, they would completely lose their ability to move. Can they continue to crawl with their legs broken? Then just break their hands.

But the scene before him made it difficult for Si Luan to think, because the several corpses in front of him were no longer corpses. They seemed to have been eaten by some animals, leaving only eerie skeletons. Except for the remaining flesh wrapped by ribs in the chest cavity, the limbs were only bones, without any muscles to support them.

Why can they move? Why can they stand up?

Even if there are superpowers like gluttony and aliens, at least there are phagocytes as a backup.

Si Luan wanted to guess that they were just puppets pulled by strings and had no ability to move, but he did not see any connecting medium. Everything was too real, and the creaking sound was getting closer and closer.

Si Luan held the Swallowing Weapon tightly in one hand and a flashlight in the other. It was not a wise choice to fight in the dark entertainment hall as the risk was too great.

His Devouring Weapon was very heavy, but it was not easy to grab and lift it with one hand, so he had to rely on the light provided by the flashlight, otherwise he could not see anything.

As he was unsure of what the other party was, Si Luan did not dare to fight rashly.

The executive officer dragged his companion and tried to enter the safe passage, but a cold wind blew from nowhere and closed the door.

The executive officer was extremely anxious. He pounded on the door in fear and even chopped it with his Devouring Weapon, but the solid iron door was not left with any marks.

"Don't leave yet!"

"I don't know how the door got closed!" The executive officer's voice was full of tears, and he kept banging his shoulder against the door. "I can't open it! It's locked!"

"Why is it locked!" Si Luan gritted his teeth. He had no idea what was going on behind him, and it sounded terrible.

"I don't know either! What should I do now!"

"What should we do? Where is your intuition as an executive officer? Treat them as aliens and destroy them!"

Si Luan shone the flashlight on them, and with his other hand, he swung the knife and directly chopped off a skeleton.

"We are executive officers, not reporters who come here to broadcast supernatural events live. Even if we are reporters, we are war correspondents!"

Si Luan scolded angrily. He rarely got angry at his colleagues, but the executive was too timid and had completely lost his judgment.

He cut off all the skeletons. These guys' fragile bodies could not withstand the hardness of Devouring Wu, like a tower collapsing without its foundation.

Bones were scattered all over the ground.

Something's wrong——

Si Luan took a deep breath and stared at the bone fragments on the ground. The light reflected a strange color.

Even if it had been chopped or collided with, the skeleton couldn't have been shattered so completely.

It was as if these skeletons were originally broken and were deliberately pieced together, and even filled with some flesh and blood.

What the hell is going on.

For the executive officer, the unknown and blindness are always the biggest enemies. The enemy is not an alien species, but an unprecedented monster. He hesitates about the consequences of fighting, but has to fulfill his duties.

To the best of your ability, eliminate all threats, and then retreat appropriately to save your life.

If the door to the emergency passage had not been locked, he would not have been willing to chop at the skeletons.

But the current situation is not that bad.

The skeletons on the ground were silent, as if this battlefield scene was just a hoax. After all, they were just a bunch of skeletons. Even if they could walk without relying on muscles, what did it matter? They were still defeated by one blow.