Alien Relic Hunter

"He...he seems to be saying, let us run away quickly?" Soap pointed at the mutated survivor and said with some uncertainty.

"You heard that right." The transport pilot nodded vigorously, "He told me to run away as quickly as possible, as far away from the Ark as possible... Well, what do you think?"

"I, what I heard is different from you." Ronnie murmured as she hurriedly got up from the ground. "I seemed to hear another strange voice whispering in my ear... But I didn't hear it at all. I don’t know what that voice is saying…”

Before Ronnie could finish speaking, Soap, who was standing not far from her, suddenly jumped back and pointed his gun at Ronnie. He asked in a trembling voice: "豱, on your face. What’s that?!”

"On my face?!" Ronnie was stunned for a moment and reached out to touch her cheek. It didn't matter if she didn't touch it. Once she touched it, she froze in place - her originally smooth and delicate face didn't know when it had changed. It was bumpy and bumpy, as if someone had poured acid on it... More importantly, when her face looked like this, not only did she not feel any pain, she didn't even feel the slightest bit strange. If it weren't for If Soap sees it, she doesn't know when she will notice these changes.

When she took her hands away from her face, the flesh and blood on her face actually dripped down as if dissolved. Corrupted tissues and mucus adhered to her palms. If you look carefully, you can still see the contents of these tissues. There are tentacles as small as a small insect squirming.

"Are you infected?!" The giraffe's breathing became very rapid, "It must be because you had contact with this person! Damn it! I knew it! I knew it!"

While shouting hysterically, he stepped back step by step. The safety of the gun in his hand was also turned on. As long as the index finger on the trigger was pressed a little harder, the loaded active ammunition would roar out from the muzzle of the gun. , penetrated into Roni's body.

Soap wanted his companion to calm down first, but the problem was that even he couldn't calm down at this time - the flesh and blood on Roni's face began to fall off in large chunks after being touched by her own hands. Falling, her white bones were exposed in some places, but she seemed to feel no pain, standing there stupidly, silent.

"You...can't you feel the pain?" Soap tried to ask.

Roni, whose eyes were dull, shook her head slightly.

As a medical student, Ronnie knew very well that not feeling pain was far worse than being able to feel pain, because it meant that the nerves in her face had been completely necrotic... Those rotten tissues did not look like they were from a living person. What was peeling off the body looked more like it came from a corpse.

"Ronni, stay calm! Don't move yet. There will be a way. There will definitely be a way." The captain of the spear team did not point his gun at his medic, whether it was the survivor or Ronnie. , none of them seemed to show any aggression, and their minds were still awake, which was a blessing among misfortunes.

If you want to use one word to describe the current state of the team leader, then "worried" is definitely the most appropriate - before he had time to ask the awakened survivors about what happened on the Ark, his subordinates on the other side suddenly An emergency situation occurred, and it was an "emergency situation" that could not be postponed at all, which made it difficult for the team leader to make a decision for a while.

After hesitating for several seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ronnie, if you can still persist, hold on for a while. I'll finish dealing with the survivor's affairs, and then..."

"Hold on...?" Roni slowly turned her head and faced the squad leader with her badly rotted face, with more than half of her facial bones exposed, and said word by word, "I...I don't Know...I...can't..."

She was soon unable to speak, because even her tongue was rotten, and a hole the size of a fist appeared in her throat. The rotten tongue rolled into a ball of fuzzy flesh and rolled out of the hole. ,Dropped on the floor.

"Everyone! Stay away from the survivors and Roni! Also, don't have any contact with each other!" the team leader ordered loudly. Although the "Joker" repeatedly emphasized that this symptom is not transmitted through contact, Roni was the one who The survivor became like this after direct contact, which made the clown's words seem unconvincing at all.

"Clown, get away quickly!" The team leader said to the clown again, "Check your body to see if you have similar symptoms."

"I'm fine." The clown said calmly, "I must emphasize again that it was not the contact with survivors that caused this symptom, but the whispers she heard that Ronnie mentioned just now."

"I don't care about any contact or whispers. Before I figure out the cause of the matter, I must put an end to all behaviors that may lead to the spread of this symptom!" The team leader sternly said, "That survivor, if you can hear me say If so, just tell me what happened on the Ark! Also, what’s going on with this mutated symptom?”

"Ark...Ark..." The survivor was lying on his back, his body twitching moment by moment. He seemed to want to look up at the night sky, but his face was covered by growths, and he couldn't see anything at all in his eyes. "The Ark is finished... No one can survive... Don't come back... Let the people outside... never come back... Everyone will die... No, it's more terrifying than death..."

"I know something happened to Ark, but you have to tell me what happened so that I can send the information back to various bases and let the base supervisors make judgments. Do you understand?" the team leader said loudly, "Tell me, What's the situation on the Ark now? Are there any survivors? Which areas have the enemy captured?"

"Survivors...cough...cough...there are...but soon...there won't be any...cough..." The survivor squeezed out almost word by word, "As for the enemy ……enemy……"

The word was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. Ignoring the warning looks from the team leader and Soap, "Joker" walked closer to take a look, and then said: "His throat and mouth are all gone." It was blocked by the growth and I couldn’t speak.”

"Then... can you help him clean up those growths?" the team leader asked. Although this is completely contrary to his last order, at this time, only the clown can complete this task.

What's more, the Joker doesn't seem to be "infected" like Ronnie - he has much more direct contact with the survivors than Ronnie.

"Yes, yes, but the growth rate is much faster than the rate of removal. And I just discovered that removing the growth will stimulate it and accelerate its growth... Just like the hair on the human body, the more you shave it, the harder it will be. The faster it grows, the thicker it becomes... It takes a lot of nutrients and energy to produce these growths, and if it accelerates any faster, it will be squeezed dry to death."

"Then he won't survive now!" the squad leader said anxiously. At this time, he no longer cared about whether his words were unpleasant or not. "Even if he dies, at least let him finish his words first! Do you know how much information there is? Is it important? This may affect the life and death of tens of millions of people!"

"It's too late." The clown shook his head, "The growths not only invaded the body surface and throat, but also invaded the brain... Even if I can instantly remove all the growths on his body and let the growths No longer growing, he is already a vegetative state. From a 'human' point of view, he is dead, but his body organs still retain activity for the time being."

"Fuck!" The captain of the Spear Team angrily stamped his foot on the ground. He looked at the survivor who was still twitching but whose human form was gradually lost. He then turned to look at the survivor sitting on his knees. On the ground, Roni was helpless and asked, "Is he... really hopeless?"

"If there is help, I will save it," the clown replied.

"Okay... okay, Roni, do you have any idea?" The captain of the spear team's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability, and he quickly walked to the clown's side and said in words that only the two of them said, "I don't need you. To save her... you... you just need to treat her as a test subject. It would be best if you can find a way to recover her or block the infection. If there is no way, it doesn't matter if you dissect her... At least, we Gotta figure out what this is all about.”

The clown turned his head and glanced at him without saying a word. He walked up to Ronnie, squatted down, and looked directly into her eyes.

To be precise, it's a one-eyed eye - one of Roni's two eyeballs has rotted and fallen out of the socket, while the other eyeball has become like a turbid glass ball, barely able to hold on. It is embedded in the eye socket, and it is not known whether it still has visual function.

But what frightened Roni the most was that no matter what changes happened to her body, she didn't feel anything - she tried to reach out and pull out the rotten flesh stuck to the bones, but she felt no pain at all. ...As if this was not her own body.

She suddenly recalled the time when she had just been admitted to medical school. At that time, human anatomy was a required course for every freshman. However, not long after the first semester started, the medical school's power supply system suffered a serious problem. Due to a malfunction, the entire college was without power for fifteen days. There was a leak in the house and it rained all night. It happened that during that time, the backup power supply of the cold storage was sent to the logistics department for routine maintenance...

Most of the gross body teachers are soaked in formalin solution and will not spoil easily even if they are not frozen. However, some newly arrived gross body teachers, in order to allow the students to dissect the body that is closest to the state of a living person, , they are not treated with preservatives. Preservation relies entirely on freezing. Not long after the power outage, these remains began to rot.

When this group of students, led by the professor, walked into the cold storage where the general teacher was stored, the strong corpse smell made several girls bend down and vomit on the spot.

Roni is a brave girl. Not only did she not vomit, she even took the initiative to help the professors and staff move the coffins stored in the general teacher... While one of the coffins was being moved, an explosion suddenly erupted. The loud noise, but fortunately the lid was locked, did not affect the students and staff who were moving the cabinets.

Based on the knowledge in the book, Roni knew that it should be a phenomenon called "giantism" (please do not search for it, the picture will cause strong discomfort). Just when other students were avoiding it, she joined in. He went up and watched the faculty and staff open the coffin where the "explosion" occurred.

The contents of the coffin cabinet were difficult to describe in words, but for some reason, Roni didn't feel scared. Instead, she put on rubber gloves for dissection and reached out to touch them as if by chance.

The feeling was exactly the same as when she touched her face with her hands now.

"Can you hear me?" The clown stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Ronnie. Ronnie's eyes did not move with the finger. As for the focus of the perspective - the entire eyeball had become extremely cloudy. , even the pupils and the whites of the eyes cannot be distinguished clearly, where can the focus of the eyes be seen?

Just when everyone thought Roni was completely hopeless, she suddenly nodded slowly.

"Very good, the auditory system can still function normally... but that may be one of the reasons why you look like this." The clown whispered, "Can you still hear those whispers now? Are those voices the same? Has it been lingering in your head, lingering, as if it’s been deeply engraved into your brain?”

After waiting for several seconds, Ronnie nodded again.

"Forget them," said the Joker.

This time, Ronnie shook her head.

"Can't you forget it?" The clown seemed to sigh, and it seemed that everyone just misheard... He stood up, pulled out his pistol, and put the muzzle of the gun against Roni's Tianling Cap.

"Is it hopeless?" asked the leader of the spear team.

"The erosion is so deep that any effort is pointless," the Joker replied.

"What degree of erosion? Do you mean...infection?" The team leader was a little confused. "Then can you figure out how this disease is transmitted? Even if we can't save it, we still have to know... Otherwise, you won’t even know how you got infected.”

"I told you, this kind of thing is very close to a 'meme'." The clown pointed at his head with the other hand that was not holding a gun, "Cognition is pollution."

"puff!"

The sound of the pistol with a silencer was very dull. Roni's body tilted to one side and fell to the ground. A mixture of brains and blood slowly flowed out of the gun hole above her head. If she used a light to illuminate it at this time, If you look at these things, you will find that her brain is actually a strange gray-black color, mixed with a large amount of flocculent fibers.

"Captain...are we going to continue?" A soldier from the spear squad couldn't help but ask.

"The mission is not completed yet, of course it must continue." The team leader said without hesitation, "Besides, the survivor also said that there are still people alive on the Ark."

[P.S. Thanks to Walker 11211 for the 1,000 starting coins. 】