Alien Relic Hunter.

Chapter 811: Hanging Cemetery
But when Ke Lan moved his gaze to the faces of these corpses, he found something chilling down his spine - except for one of the corpses whose face was severely damaged, all the other corpses had An identical face.

This is a face that looks ordinary, the kind that is so ordinary that you will forget it at a glance...but it can make people feel a strange sense of familiarity, as if you often meet this kind of face in your daily life One of the people has an intersection.

He could be the security guard at the gate of the hunting group headquarters, he could be a hawker selling skewers across the street, or he could be a ground crew who met Ke Lan and the others at the airport before departure... Ke Lan can be sure that this The face must have appeared in his memory, but when he wanted to think about who it was, he couldn't remember it.

This face seems to fit on many people without any sense of disobedience... Ke Lan found with some horror that when he started to recall his memory, there were many people with different identities but almost the same appearance.

Is it an illusion?Or is it that his memory has been inadvertently tampered with?

Not only the faces, but even the body shapes of these corpses are exactly the same, like dolls pressed out of a mold.

These people... are replicants?
Is it a clone made by the undead crew, or a clone made by this Tongtian Tower?
One after another, the mysteries are like a long string of knots... As long as the first knot can be untied, the rest will naturally be untied... But the problem is which rope Ke Lan is now connected to solve the problem... Can't figure out the first one.

"By the way, is this the second trial?" 33 pulled a suspended corpse close to him, and looked through it carefully.

Except for the tattered uniform of the field service corps that was put on the corpse, the corpse did not carry any personal items, and there were no traces of weapons and ammunition.

"Not sure... By the way, what do you think about these corpses?" Ke Lan asked.

"To be honest, I think these dead people... are probably the kind of 'replicants' you mentioned before. They seem to be carved out of the same mold, and they may use the same set of genetic genes."

"I think so too." Ke Lan nodded, "But if this is a clone made by the undead crew, if so many clones with the same face join the army, I'm afraid it will cause panic and turmoil, right?"

"Then what do you mean...?" 33 glanced at Ke Lan, and he dared to assure that the guess in Ke Lan's mind should be the same as his own, but he couldn't express this guess.

There is no other reason, it is because this guess even 33 himself feels outrageous.

"Could these replicants be made by this tower?" Ke Lan said.

"If it was made by this tower, why are they wearing the uniforms of the Field Corps?" 33 nodded first, and then shook his head slowly, "If the Alpha civilization wants to copy humans, just copy the main body, don't Need to put them in these field regiment uniforms that are almost indistinguishable from the real thing? This is not a parody."

33 rubbed a uniform taken from the corpse with his fingertips. Both the material and workmanship were exactly the same as the real Field Army uniform. The middle of the two layers of special non-woven fabric was puncture-resistant, anti-corrosion, high-temperature and radiation-resistant. There is also a multi-functional interlayer - and most of the imitations on the market do not have this interlayer.

Because the cost of this layer of interlayer just accounts for more than two-thirds of the total cost of this dress at least.

This set of 33 has worn at least twenty years of uniforms, he is really familiar with it.

He didn't even need to look at the label sewn on the inside of his jacket. He could tell just from some details that it was a combat uniform of the sixth-generation Field Service Corps produced in 937 of the New Era. The textile factory in the factory manufactures the batch of goods, because only they produce the zippers produced by themselves, and the goods from the other production lines use zippers purchased through bidding, which are cheaper in price, but the quality is also worse. It's easy to get stuck.

The zipper will get stuck, which is one of the most important problems of the sixth-generation combat uniforms, but this problem does not exist in the batch of goods processed by the Lee Consortium. These uniforms are generally supplied to the front-line combat troops, while other troops If many soldiers want to get this suit, they have to spend extra money to find the person in charge of the logistics department to exchange it privately.

The combat uniforms worn by these corpses are all tattered, as if they had experienced extremely tragic battles during their lifetime. Combined with the damage and wounds on the corpses, it can be basically concluded that they have experienced a "purely unarmed hand-to-hand combat."

Yes, purely barehanded, not only without firearms, but even weapons such as daggers and engineer shovels were not used in combat.

This is quite in line with the clue that "no weapons were found at the scene, or even anything that could be used as a weapon"...

For example, in the corpse whose combat uniform was stripped off by 33, at least half of the twelve pairs of ribs were broken by the huge force, and the entire chest was sunken. Strengthening people's full strength was kicked in the chest.

As for the corpse closest to Ke Lan, there are a lot of nail scratches on the face, the bridge of the nose is collapsed, the eye sockets are torn, and even the eyeballs have been picked off... And in the mouth of this corpse is a dead body. Biting a large piece of "meat" with fragments of combat uniform, he also found a large amount of naturally dried flesh and blood in the crevices of his nails.

"Hand-to-hand combat that has reached such a tragic level...even in my service career, I have never seen it a few times." 33 sighed.

The last battle that happened to these people is not ranked among the many battles of the New Era in terms of scale and casualties, whether it is the battle to suppress the rebellion inside the Ark or the battle against the indigenous creatures and heretic sects after landing on Planet Alpha , the degree of intensity is stronger than this everywhere-but the degree of intensity and the degree of tragedy are not synonymous.

There is no heavy firepower, no guns and ammunition, no sharp daggers and knives, not even stones and wooden sticks... These people are like wild beasts, using their hands, feet, teeth, and everything that can be used to attack Parts fight each other...

Even the ancient arenas known for their blood and cruelty would at least provide gladiators with some crude weapons, so that people would not fight each other in such a primitive way—the bloody scene of wild beasts killing gladiators in the arena could make those The high-ranking spectators are blood spurting and adrenaline rushing... But if human beings turn into beasts and bite off the throats of their own kind, I am afraid that no matter how much you like to watch gladiators, you will feel a burst of pain from the depths of your bones. Chill it...

"I'm really curious, what exactly did they go through?" 33's frown never loosened.

"We'll know soon." Zelo said suddenly.

"what?"

"The bodily functions of these 'corpses' are recovering... I think they will soon become our enemies." Ze Luo said with a blank expression, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Isn't it?!" 33 was startled suddenly, kicking the corpse floating in front of him out.

The corpse rolled several times in mid-air, knocking away several corpses floating in the moving path... Just after the corpse stopped rolling, its originally stiff neck suddenly lifted up, opened its eyes and looked towards Got 33!
There are no black pupils in its eyes, and the dark red bloodshot eyes are covered with this cloudy white eyeball. A dense vein suddenly protrudes from the corner of the eye, and the blood that has dried up and coagulated for a long time begins to flow again in the blood vessel.

"Fake corpses? Are these human corpses or something called eroded corpses?" 33 waved his hand, and the remaining dozen or so intact black flying blades flew out instantly, cutting open the flesh of the revived corpse. From the body, black and red viscous blood shot out immediately.

"It's not eclipse." Ke Lan shook his head, "The birth process of erosion is completely random, and these corpses are obviously mass-produced 'weapons'."

In just a few seconds, thousands of corpses floating around "lived"... This scene was like a reckless grave robber in a movie breaking into a cemetery full of zombies.

"Fortunately, these guys have nowhere to draw their strength in mid-air, so they can only wave their hands and feet in vain, unable to approach us..." Halfway through 33's words, he looked down as if he had sensed something, and his expression suddenly changed. One change, "Pretend I didn't say it."

Not far from his feet, a piece of flat ground appeared there at some point, as if it was a battlefield specially prepared for them and these resurrected corpses...

"There are thirty seconds at most, and we are about to land." 33 said anxiously, "Has Ke Lan come up with any countermeasures?"

33 has dismembered several resurrected corpses with the black flying blade, but at the same time he also discovered a very serious problem: although he can kill these monsters, he can't prevent them from resurrecting again.

Whether the throats were severed, the hearts were pierced, the caps were cut open, and the brains were shredded by sharp blades, these corpses could be resurrected after a short "death"—33 even tried to put a The corpse was chopped into tens of thousands of pieces, but these pieces seemed to be attracted to each other by a magnetic field, and it didn't take long for them to gather together and put together a complete corpse again.

Then resurrect again.

"This thing is harder to kill than the corrode, at least it's impossible to survive if the corrode is cut into pieces." 33 complained, "Let Zelo do it."

Ze Luo glanced at Ke Lan, and after getting the permission, the power of space directly swept across the area, and all the corpses within a radius of 50 meters from Ke Lan and the others were all beaten into minced meat.

Ze Luo squeezed the minced meat into a ball with the power of space, but even so, the minced meat was still wriggling desperately... A few seconds later, a giant with a height of more than 20 meters suddenly appeared in the field of vision of the three of them. middle.

But this giant didn't seem to have any special abilities other than its huge size, and it was broken up again in less than a second after condensing into shape...

Whether it is those resurrected corpses or this giant, their strength is not very strong, and their body strength is similar to that of ordinary humans, but what makes Ke Lan and the others headache is the abnormal recovery ability-even if Ze Luo uses it The power of space pressed these flesh and blood into a plane with a thickness of less than one tenth of a millimeter, and they could still be restored again.

"Physical attacks are ineffective." Ze Luo said, "It is best to have anti-matter weapons, such as death cannons, to completely annihilate these flesh and blood. Or use plasma cannons to directly ablate them... With our current means, they cannot be eradicated completely.”

"If only Valentina and the Blasphemer mecha were here." 33 gritted his teeth a little irritably, "The last trial was an upside-down mirror image, but this one is an infinitely resurrected corpse?"

"To be honest, I think the person who designed this trial level lacks the ability to innovate." Ke Lan said in a low voice.

"At this time, are you still in the mood to complain? I'm afraid we will never reach the next floor if we don't kill all these monsters?"

While talking, the three of them and thousands of resurrected corpses around them fell to the ground at the same time. As soon as these resurrected corpses hit the ground, they frantically rushed towards the three of them, just like the scenes in zombie movies.

An invisible space barrier blocked the way of these "zombies", but they didn't seem to care about it at all. Many rushing "zombies" smashed their brains on the space barrier. Even so, their ten fingers were still on the space barrier. Scratching and digging ferociously, this crazy energy immediately reminded 33 of the source of those shocking wounds on their bodies.

These resurrected corpses seem to be unable to pose a threat to Ke Lan and the others, but in fact this is still a dead end - 33 is right, these unkillable corpses should be the "problem" of this level and cannot be solved This problem, they will be trapped here forever.

"I do have an idea," 33 said.

Ke Lan: "Tell me about it."

"Didn't we try to cut through the tower wall on the last floor? Although it failed, it was because our perspective was in a false mirror image, and the world we are in now should be real, right? Or Try again? Use the space barrier to go to the edge, and then cut through the tower wall?"

"Although I don't think the problem can be solved so simply, it's okay to try." After speaking, Ke Lan took the initiative to walk towards the tower wall in one direction.

But before going far, all three of them discovered the problem.

No matter how they moved, the distance between them and the tower wall did not change, as if the tower wall was moving with them-they approached, the tower wall moved away; they moved away, the tower wall approached.

"The things that happened in this tower are more and more weird... Have we been standing still?" 33 was the first to stop, throwing out the deformed Nino alloy dagger in his hand with some indignation. The dagger turned three times in the air, drawing a trajectory that did not conform to the laws of physics, and finally penetrated into the eye socket of a zombie that was hitting the barrier.

Ke Lan didn't feel too surprised, shrugged his shoulders, and signaled that he gave up the plan to cut through the tower wall: "I knew it, there must be a means to prevent cheating."

(End of this chapter)