Alien Executioner

Sister Tang was one of the protagonists of the banquet. She was dressed coolly and had the aura of a queen. But now this queen was at a loss, simply because she didn't know how to dance ballroom dance. It was like this in the past and it is still like this now. She was a person who would do anything to save the girl, but she failed in this simple dance.

"Can't you find a dance partner?" An Ran's voice came from behind.

"No..." Sister Tang turned around and looked at the man who was much more dazzling than herself.

She is a shining star, and An Ran is the sun that makes her pale in comparison. The girls who were dancing with their partners were absent-minded and secretly glanced at An Ran, hoping to have a chance to dance with him.

A week ago, Sister Tang selfishly came to King Shang for Xu Sinuo, but the expected blame and punishment did not appear.

"You look nervous." An Ran looked at her, "You are afraid of me, right?"

Sister Tang thought to herself that if she wasn't afraid of you, then there would be something wrong. You are a monster who can even defeat Shang. On the surface, you appear to be a gentle and elegant gentleman, but in your heart you are a madman and devil who feeds on Shang.

"You're right to be afraid of me. Sometimes I'm even afraid of myself. I don't know what kind of monster I'll become."

An Ran subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, then put it back when he realized something and forced a smile. He remained quite sane. As a result of devouring the body of the dead king Deagaus, the phagocytic cells in his body fell into a long sleep, preparing for some kind of evolution.

"Why don't you go dancing? There are many people waiting to hold your hand." Sister Tang became careless again and rubbed her nose.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably lost. In this enthusiastic and noisy banquet hall, all the passionate voices could not make her happy. Sister Tang felt very lonely in the dressing room. The world around her should have been silent. She always felt that something was missing. It turned out to be the girl lying in the An family laboratory, the girl who was being rescued with all her strength.

She was always thinking about Xu Sinuo.

So that's how it is. Even if she gets meritorious service and becomes a hero, what does it matter? Even if she becomes the center of attention and is praised by everyone, what does it matter? She just wants to save her girl, no matter how embarrassing or sinful the process is, or even if it brings disaster to the world. But in the end, the girl she saved can't open her eyes and look at the world again. Everything is attributed to her being a loser and not working hard. It would be great if she had tried her best.

In the deep sea, she reached out her hand countless times, but never succeeded.

An Ran looked at the woman and turned around.

"My sister doesn't want me to dance with any woman. I don't think that's a big deal because sometimes you have to try to hold hands with them. No matter who they are, maybe she will be very important to you in the future."

"Will your sister slap you if she hears this?" Sister Tang laughed.

"I have to add one more thing, except me." An Ran didn't look like someone who was afraid of his sister, and his face was serious.

"Hahaha, I really like your serious face when you pretend to be expressionless." Sister Tang rubbed her eyes. "I remember that you are in a pretty good condition now. You don't need to pretend to be expressionless. Come on, smile."

"If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh. Don't look at me with murderous eyes." Sister Tang pouted, "How about giving me a hug? Your sister won't be jealous, right? It's considered as a celebration of your successful victory over Shang."

"Sister Tang, they are all waiting for you." An Ran looked at the girls, "You are dressed like a prince, but you are not ready to find a princess."

"I can't dance at all."

"It is consistent with Tang Qiu's description." An Ran took the Welsh drink handed to him by the waiter and drank it. "But I can help you."

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not in the mood to dance." Sister Tang refused resolutely.

"Don't you want to dance, or can't find the girl you like?" An Ran revealed her thoughts.

“I don’t want to do anything!”

Sister Tang was so annoyed that she wanted to leave this damn place. The air was filled with the scent of various perfumes. Everyone attending the party had perfect dancing postures and precise movements. They danced very devotedly, except for the women who were still fantasizing about An Ran... This should have been a beautiful place, but Sister Tang didn't like it.

"Sister Tang." An Ran suddenly woke her up and looked her in the eye. "Someone is waiting for you. That's your girl."

Sister Tang finally woke up and couldn't help but run away, then she was stunned. She looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in disbelief. Xu Sinuo, who was wearing a white dress, stood behind An Ran. The dress and her petite body shouldn't match, but it was flawless. She greeted Sister Tang with a smile on her face.

"You...are awake?" Sister Tang was stunned.

Xu Sinuo didn't say anything. He held Sister Tang's hand and danced hand in hand before the soft and romantic music ended.

Sister Tang covered her chest with her hands, unable to believe it all. She felt that it was all just a dream. Nuo Nuo clearly had no hope of waking up and should have become a vegetable, so why did she appear in front of her?

She looked at An Ran and got the answer from his eyes.

An Ran drank Bordeaux as he moved through the crowd. He closed his eyes during the most intense part of the music. The music behind him gradually faded away, and everyone involuntarily made way for him. He slowly opened his eyes, a blush that he had never had before flashing across them. His face, which rarely had any expression, was still as frozen as ice.

After the banquet, they were about to return to the Third District. The plane had already landed at the airport. The branch executives and the military lined up to see them off. The police station arranged a large number of police cars to block the intersection. After the catastrophe, everyone wanted to see Director An in person. They were turned away at the banquet, and now was their only chance.

As the Second District Chief fled, the Intelligence Chief Bruno, and the Executive Palace's Chief Secretary Todd disappeared, Nolu, who was on the front line during the catastrophe, became the temporary deputy chief and waited at the airport with her awakened sister.

"Thank you very much for your dedication and hard work. District 2 will always remember it." Nolu specifically apologized to An Xin, "Thank you very much, Miss, for saving my sister. This is your kindness to the Bruno family."

"Have you found the body I asked you to help salvage?" An Xin asked.

"With the combined efforts of our family, we were able to salvage a body from the vicinity of Haizhu Island within three days." Nuolu said and turned to the assistant, who motioned for several people to bring in the wooden coffin.

They opened the wooden coffin, and inside lay a familiar yet unfamiliar body. Dr. Cat, who had obtained the power of Bagshas, ​​died from Deyagus's mumbling.

"Destroy it, everything is over." An Xin raised her head slightly and took a deep breath.

"Everything... has just begun."

"Where is my elder brother?" An Xiao looked around and realized that there was no sign of An Ran.

The An family waiter searched the entire airport and the waiting hall, but couldn't find the man.

Sister Tang held Xu Sinuo's hand, and her heart was filled with warmth. This was the hand of a living person, not a puppet. She remained calm after her joy and followed An Ran on a helicopter over the second district. The bright city was shrouded in sunset. The advertising building was playing advertisements that you could get as long as you spent money. The clusters of buildings were tall and straight, and the cars on the elevated road were flowing like water.

They flew over one city after another, watching the sunset, the starry sky, and the gradual appearance of stars on the edge of the city.

In the vast Pacific Ocean, a lifeless cargo ship was sailing alone, and a helicopter was heading towards it.

Sister Tang looked down silently, the lonely white freighter kept running against the waves, it shouldn't exist in this world. Her heart suddenly beat violently, and an inexplicable familiarity moved her thoughts, who was calling?

On the Xun Yi, Sister Tang stood in front of the rusty door and reached out to touch the little octopus that was sleeping soundly on the recliner.

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Zone 3, rainy night.

Gu Zhilan knelt in front of the two tombs, her eyes had turned completely gray, she dragged her withered wings, and her worn fingers left bloodstains on the tombstones.

It was washed away by the rain again and again, but she just wanted to leave something behind.

Behind her, "it" was watching her, approaching silently.

The girl turned her head and saw "it" running around in fear.

Chapter 1 The Evil Ghost on the Run (I)

hunger.

My heart was filled with unconscious panic and my mind couldn't stop screaming, as if countless ticks had drilled into my head and were tearing at my nerve tissue bit by bit.

Pain, heart palpitations, and...an emptiness that could never be filled no matter how many people I killed or how much blood I drank.

The green truck rumbled northward, crossing the vast Siberia. Outside the window, there was snow and a severe blizzard.

This is an old locomotive heading to the capital of the first district. Starting from Ulanolsk, it travels northwest along the Trans-Siberian Railway, passing through vast primeval forests. The outside world also changes from vibrant to pale and desolate.

The train has been running for three days and three nights. Most of the passengers are tourists who like to enjoy the elegance of the journey on a slow train. Most people are excited all the time. Children are running around in the carriages, and the conductors are pushing the dining car and hawking. The noisy sound is annoying and tiring.

When Lin Zian woke up, the female conductor was looking at him from the door of the compartment. The train was shaking from time to time, and the mineral water rolled all over the floor.

The conductor who picked up the bottle of mineral water came up to him, smiled in a professional manner, and distributed free food as usual.

After she left, Lin Zian rubbed his sore eyes, his pupils eroded by gray, and then greedily looked at the passengers in the same carriage.

There were only a few people in the carriage he was in, none of them were accompanied by anyone, and they were all young, the flesh and blood that aliens loved the most.

Lin Zian sniffed quietly, enjoying the delicious smell of the humans in the carriage. He had not eaten for three days and was tempted by human flesh all the time.

But he didn't rush to do it, and held the bowling bag tightly in his arms.

This is the third month of Lin Zian's escape. During this period, he has killed more than a hundred people and was listed on the super-dangerous red list by FACA. He is honored to become an SS-level alien. ⑤

Lin Zian is 30 years old this year. He was originally a product manager of a small IT company in the third district. He was mediocre on weekdays and lived a life similar to other low-level alien species. He was accepted into society as an ordinary human. Most of his savings were used to buy food, and then he lived this simple life, or his identity was discovered and he was locked up in the alien prison.

He stopped his education after graduating from high school. All universities rejected him for various reasons, so he had to enter the society to find a job, but he was rejected everywhere. Since a high degree became a basic stepping stone in this era, Lin Zian finally had to enter the factory and work on the assembly line. But even so, he was diagnosed with potential violent tendencies during the physical examination and was finally ruthlessly fired.

Losing a job means having no source of income, which is undoubtedly fatal for low-level aliens. Without money, they cannot buy food from those alien organizations, and they cannot pay "protection taxes" and "food taxes" to various organizations. The final result is very likely to be forced to hunt and finally executed by the executive officer.

Lin Zian knew very well why he could not go to college to receive higher education, and he also knew the origins of those doctors who came to the factory to do physical examinations, because he was an alien.

He was born in an unknown black clinic as an alien. He was discovered by FACA when he was in high school. After a long period of observation and judgment, he was included in the white list.

For alien species, being on this list is undoubtedly lucky, at least they still have the right to live openly, but they will be monitored by FACA afterwards.

He is an alien, and even if he is on the white list, he has no way to go to college. The job he can do must be in a store with few people. Factories are obviously not an option, but he can work in small restaurants, milk tea shops, etc. However, the income from these jobs is obviously not enough to meet food needs.

From once a half-month meal to once a month meal, he was unwilling to spend all his earnings on food just to maintain his damn sanity and live like a real person in this damn society.

Why? Why should low-level aliens live in confusion all their lives? He also wants to have money to buy a house, to replace his mobile phone, to have money for entertainment, to live like a real person, to live the life he always dreamed of. Are aliens destined to be unhappy?

He had never hunted, obeyed the law, and was kinder than some evil humans, but his purpose of living every day was just to survive.

Living in a crowded dormitory room in a shed with a dozen other people, all of them lowly and low-level aliens, the air was filled with the stench of sweat, and everyone had empty eyes. They were all cursed by nature, living in fear every day, avoiding the police and enforcement officers.

They are the weakest monsters, but they do not hate the world. Through the popularity of mobile phones and the Internet, they can always see things they have never imagined.

Wow, this world is so beautiful, so wonderful, why should I die and let others have the advantage? I have never touched it myself. As long as I work hard, even a low-level alien can live a good life.

Lin Zian thought so, and he was lucky enough. He met an executive by chance. It was the first day of the release of the White Bird 11Pro Max. Lin Zian couldn't help but want to use this kind of high-end phone, so he spent a month's income to buy it. He was ecstatic that night, but the lack of money to buy food was a headache.

Lin Zi'an originally thought he could control himself, but he didn't expect that hunger would make him so miserable that he was close to madness. He could not bear such torture, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​hunting. He set his target as a middle-aged woman, followed her all the way, and broke into her home. At the last moment before he was about to take action, he chose to give up.

He eventually went to a nearby alien organization. Since he had no money, he had to steal. This was Lin Zian's first time stealing. When he tried to get away after having a good meal in the warehouse, he was still discovered. The aliens were angry and wanted to kill him, but a few executives happened to break in and attack them.

"Hey, you're still alive."

In his memory, the leading executive officer looked at him arrogantly, and his tone was not like that of someone facing an enemy, but serious yet unexpectedly gentle.

"You are the alien that broke into someone's house yesterday, right? Why didn't you do anything in the end?"

"That's really interesting. I see. Hey, I want your new phone. It's for my daughter. She always asks me to buy it, but it's sold out."

The officer who was executing Bashanlin threw a stack of money to Lin Zian. He propped himself up and counted the money in confusion. It was more than twice the price of the phone.

"It just so happens that a relative of mine opened an IT company. You can go and try your hand at it. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. You can always learn." The executive told him, "It's better than working in a coffee shop for the rest of your life. I'll vouch for you. Get lost now. A spineless and cowardly alien like you will be looked down upon wherever you go."

This is Lin Zian’s first friend and also his best friend.

Until six months ago, the executive died in an alien chaos, his body dismembered and hung high on a billboard on the building.

The chaos was resolved in just five minutes. A hall executive named An Ran executed all the aliens by himself. At that time, Lin Zi'an had just been promoted to manager and was happily drinking celebratory wine with his colleagues. When he heard the news, he rushed over madly and looked up at the head in a daze.

He was confused, stunned, angry and desperate.

After everything was over, Lin Zian could no longer feel his body and didn't remember how he got back home.

In the darkness, someone seemed to be saying, "The world is so unfair. Your fate has been determined from the beginning. You are destined to be humble and lowly, shrouded in the haze all day long."

The voice was very ethereal, and it definitely didn't come from a person, but from some unimaginable creature. The sound seemed to be produced by the friction of countless insects intertwining, which was creepy.

"Who is willing to give up everything they have? Even if it's all they have." The voice actually came from a carved porcelain bottle.

This was the gift that the executive gave to Lin Zian when he was 29 years old. He said that he might not be able to live to see your 30th birthday because he would be transferred to another city. He prepared the gift for you in advance. It doesn’t cost much, he just picked it up at a street stall. It looks like an antique, and I don’t know how lucky you are, but you should keep it. In case it is an antique that can be sold for a good price, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your life.

So Lin Zian put the porcelain vase on the bedside table in the bedroom.

Lin Zi'an turned on the light dully, but what came on was a weird black and red. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in black and red, and the bed was covered with dense and terrifying eyeballs.

“Life is tiring, but no one wants to end the rest of their life there. There are still so many beautiful places in this world that we haven’t seen, and wonderful things that we haven’t touched, so how can we be willing to leave like this?” The voice in the vase was ancient and solemn. A huge shadow poked out from the mouth of the vase and slowly crawled towards the rotten wall.

"Why can others enjoy this world but I can't? Why do friends who bring light leave like this?"

"I...I won't give in!" Lin Zian screamed like a madman.

"Then smash the bottle, release me completely, eat my flesh, and drink my blood. Let us become evil spirits and kill the gods who determined our fate."

The evil spirit in the bottle was completely released with a sound of breaking, and a huge shadow completely enveloped him. Everything was like a dream, nothing happened. Lin Zian knelt on the ground and ate the strange flesh and blood. He devoured it and licked the black blood. He was very scared, afraid that the evil spirit would escape like this. He wanted to catch the evil spirit and seize his beautiful world.

What happened afterwards? Lin Zian couldn't remember clearly, he only knew that he was filled with terrible desire, the phagocytic cells in his body multiplied and multiplied, proliferating from all over his body, and his original C-level jumped to SS.

When he woke up, his pupils were gray and he saw a different world. The world was black and red, and there were deformed and horrifying defective creatures everywhere. High-rise buildings were eaten by giant worms like beehives, but these monsters who shared the world ignored him, as if he was the master of everything.

The monster told him in his mind that as long as he killed two hundred people, he could resurrect his friend and, with its help, unlock the Stairway to God.

Yes, becoming SS-level is not enough. If he wants to obtain all the good things, he must become Banshang, or become a more terrifying monster.

The first batch of prey that Lin Zian killed were all aliens. They were the "Shamatte Sir" organization that was rampant in Green Algae City and almost monopolized the food supply of the entire city. He bypassed the eyes of the Countermeasures Bureau and broke into their homes in one night, slit their throats and crushed their spines. Some of the prey who resisted were killed and tortured with more violent means.

All the flesh and blood were eaten by the demon in his head. The remaining debris was packed up by him and he would stand on the high bridge and smoke at noon. He would throw the debris down when the coal train passed through the tunnel below. The corpses were scattered all over the railway, while he laughed wildly at the news at home.

After committing crimes many times, he was no longer satisfied with killing aliens, and he also longed for fresh human flesh and blood, so he changed his target. After his first success, he was targeted by FACA and was forced to flee. With the help of the power of the evil spirit in his head, he finally escaped from the third district, hunting all the way. Unarmed ordinary people, aliens or executives were all his targets, turning them into nutrients to supply the devil.

Lin Zian boarded the train to the capital of District 1. His target this time was the princess of the Tananiya family, or the queen. He liked sexy women, and he liked strong women with solemn expressions and high positions. Playing with these strong women and then killing them was the best hunting pleasure.

But he always carried the executive's head with him and never forgot his most important task, which was to resurrect the executive.

but now……

Lin Zian narrowed his eyes and looked around, realizing that he was hungry. Both his body and the demon in his head needed to be replenished with flesh and blood.

Everyone in the box was alone, but being alone did not mean it was easy to kill. He could slaughter the entire train if he wanted to, but doing so would undoubtedly alert the capital. He had to enter the Tananiya family quietly to successfully hunt down the princess, or even the cruel queen.

Soon, Lin Zian found his favorite prey, a girl sitting in the front row next to him, who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, just entering high school.