The three Vajra Talismans transformed into the shadow of a Vajra Buddha statue about ten feet tall with eyes wide open and angry.
This three-meter-tall Buddha statue holds a vajra in one hand and a palm clasped in the other, with eyes wide open and emitting bright light.
The place where Tang Song stood was right between the chest and abdomen of the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue was stretched out, as if a layer of golden armor covered Tang Song's body.
Four red lasers shot directly at the demon-subduing pestle held in the Buddha's hand.
There is a faint shadow of Buddha's light and relics emerging on the demon-subduing pestle.
The golden light was dense, the relics were shining, and four red lasers seemed to be shooting into a bottomless golden ocean...
Chi chi chi! The red and golden lights shine together...
The red laser continuously dissolves the golden Buddha light...
Boom! Boom!
In a shadowy corner, Charles Weiland quietly raised his exoskeleton mecha arm. Between his five thick alloy fingers, two balls of fire shot out from the muzzle of a large hand cannon as thick as an ordinary person's arm.
The two robots that were concentrating on fighting were directly hit by two bullets. The huge shock wave blew half of their bodies into the sky. Before they hit the ground, metal parts were scattered all over the sky.
Tsk tsk…
The upper half of a robot fell to the ground and was shattered beyond recognition. Its arm was twitching on the ground, and the red laser on its index finger was still outputting unconsciously.
As its arms swung, the red laser cut and swung back and forth in the room like an uncontrollable high-pressure water pipe.
The huge stone statue was split in two, and the wall was pierced with holes as thick as an index finger...
Faced with this unconscious attack, Charles Weiland and Jacob, the master and servant, frantically shuttled around the room, trying to avoid the coverage of the red laser.
As the robot arm twitched, the laser on its index finger streaked across the sky, and the red laser directly split the metal cage that imprisoned the Alien Queen into two.
The alien queen, who had just grown into an adult, had no chance to lay eggs before she was smoothly split into two!
The high temperature of the red laser directly burned the alien queen's body to 70% doneness, and the fragrant smell of barbecue floated in the room.
Hiss!
After the red laser dismembered the alien queen, the robot seemed to have exhausted its last bit of energy. Half of its body crawled up, shook its head in the direction of Tang Song, and then stiffened and went into a dead state.
"Chat?"
Tang Song pinched the man's ankle, lifted him upside down, and shook him as if he was holding a bag.
"**^#…"
The man had an expressionless face and mechanically spit out a string of strange characters, just like a robot that had broken down.
"Um?!"
Tang Song put his fingers together like swords, and a whitish sword light shot out from his fingertips, brushed the man's face, sank into the ground, and created a bottomless hole in the stone floor.
The sword light brushed past the tip of the nose, and the man's expression remained dull, but in an instant, the pupils in the depths of his eyes suddenly shrank.
"Do you think I can let you see your own brain with this finger?"
Listening to those indifferent words, he felt a force of energy gathering above him.
"Sir, please don't be impulsive!"
The man simply spread out his hands, placed them in front of himself, and crossed them and waved them repeatedly. His dull and stiff face suddenly became lively, with a flattering smile, and he spoke authentic Chinese!
Tang Song threw the white man in his hand casually, and the man flipped twice in the air and fell to the ground headfirst.
"Where are you from? Aliens?"
Tang Song looked at the man in front of him, nodded his cane and asked.
"Alien? No, strictly speaking, I was also born on this planet. The engineers used materials from this planet to make me. Strictly speaking, we are all from the same hometown!"
The man glanced at Tang Song, then at Charles Weiland and Jacob who had gathered around him, with a nearly word in his mouth.
"Engineer, is he still alive?"
Charles Weiland looked at the man in front of him with some excitement.
"Alive?!" The man blinked.
"If you mean his vital signs, the cryostat in the spacecraft is indeed maintaining his most basic vital signs!
But from the medical perspective of your Earth, he had entered the stage of brain death thousands of years ago. Even if he wakes up in the cryostasis chamber, he is just a vegetable!"
"Brain death, vegetative state!" Charles Weiland was a little dazed. In the ancient ruins he explored, engineers had always been regarded as creators, prophets, and even gods by the ancient ancestors.
Now he was suddenly told that the creator was brain dead and the god had turned into a vegetable. This news, which somewhat subverted his cognition, made Charles Weiland a little confused for a moment.
He looked at the man in front of him.
"What about you? Who are you and why are you on the spaceship?!"
Charles Weiland asked as he raised the thick hand cannon in his hand and aimed it at the man's chest.
"I am just an assistant created by engineers. To use the words of you Earthlings, I am just a clone, a robot!"
The man faced Charles Weiland at gunpoint and spoke eloquently:
"Sir, I don't think a clone like me would pose any threat to you!"
"What are you here for? A spaceship!
I can help you, although the energy of this spacecraft has been exhausted when it landed on the earth.
But for thousands of years, relying on the geothermal energy here, the energy on the spacecraft is currently enough to maintain its flight within the orbit of this planet!
My name is David, believe me sir, I will be a qualified spaceship captain! "
The man kept selling himself to Charles Wieland, but his eyes were glancing at Tang Song without any hesitation, watching his reaction at any time. It was obvious that compared to Charles Wieland, Captain David had a more suitable employer in mind.
Charles Weiland frowned when he saw this scene.
"Is there a gene modulation cabin on this spacecraft?"
Charles Weiland drove an exoskeleton mecha up to David and grabbed his neck with a thick metal palm, rudely interrupting his secret glances at Boss Tang.
"Sir, you are here for the gene modulation chamber. Well, I understand. According to your current physical condition, you only have one and a half years at most!"
David was being strangled and held in the air, but he kept chattering.
"But you are lucky. There is indeed a gene modulation cabin on the spacecraft, and the energy on the spacecraft is enough to start a gene modulation!"
David's words somewhat relaxed Charles Wieland's tense expression.
He had spent more than a decade studying the genetic modulation technology of the engineer race, and only the genetic modulation chamber could harmlessly restore him to his youthful physical condition.
"Sir, I need to remind you that the remaining energy on the spacecraft is only enough to support the activation of the gene modulation cabin once!"
David looked at Charles Weiland, then turned his gaze to Tang Song and Jacob who were standing silently by the side.
The meaning is clear. There are three of you here, and you only have one chance for gene modulation.
Whoosh!
Charles Weiland's hands froze, and his rapid breathing could even be heard in the room.
His eyes quietly glanced at Tang Song standing aside.
In the eyes of the elderly Charles Wieland, Tang Song is undoubtedly the biggest competitor, if Tang Song really wants to compete with him.
After witnessing the superpowers that Tang Song had just demonstrated, Charles Weiland felt his throat a little dry.
"Tang..."
"Mr. Weiland, I'm still young and I'm quite satisfied with my current physical condition. I have no intention of changing it for the time being!"
Tang Song interrupted Charles Weiland with a smile, took two steps back, spread his hands, and indicated that he had no intention of competing with him.
"After this matter is over, Mr. Weiland will need to take care of the admission of the Holy Shield Brotherhood!"
Charles Weiland looked at Tang Song retreating into the shadows, and for some reason he suddenly felt moved.
He has been in the business world for decades and is accustomed to intrigues and deceptions. He has never met a young man like Tang Song who still chooses integrity when faced with the opportunity to live for decades longer.
For a moment, Charles Weiland even thought about releasing the mild neutral antidote in the exoskeleton to eliminate the neurological anesthetic he had released.
This neurotoxin is extracted by Weyland Industries from an alien organism. When it comes into contact with another biotin, it will instantly synthesize another highly potent neurotoxin.
A dose of one thousandth of a milligram of this neurotoxin is enough to kill an adult African elephant.
He once secretly conducted an experiment with Hammond's dinosaurs. A Brachiosaurus that was more than ten meters tall and weighed dozens of tons could only last for one second at a dose of one thousandth of a milligram.
This neurotoxin is also Charles Weiland's last resort of self-defense.
Charles Weiland did not ultimately release the neutralizing antidote, at least not before he completed the genetic modulation.
"Tang, you will be the most trusted friend of the Weiland family!"
Charles Weiland looked at Tang Song deeply, then turned around to look at the android David who was being held in the air by his neck.
"Now! Mr. David, I need you to open the door of the spaceship for me!"
He put David down, put the thick muzzle of a gun against his back, and pushed him towards the spaceship.
What Charles Weiland didn't notice was that a figure was overlapping with Tang Song's figure in the shadows.
laugh!
A match was struck and the cigar in the mouth was lit. The flame of the cigar head breathed in the shadow, alternating between light and dark, just like the look in Boss Tang's eyes at this moment.
… …
The silver-gray spaceship cabin was spotless, and the metal walls on both sides of the passage reflected the entire group of people, as if they were in a mirror corridor.
On both sides of the corridors stood "people" who looked exactly like David.
Each of them stood straight, but their eyes were all closed and their heads were slightly lowered, making them look like two rows of statues.
"They are all robots, responsible for maintaining the ship's structure, cleaning the cabin, and taking care of the cultured organisms!"
David walked in the corridor of the spaceship and introduced the three people behind him:
"Just like the No. 1 and No. 2 that you guys broke, they are all metal parts inside, but covered with a layer of bionic skin outside!"
Buzz!
A group of coin-sized beetles crawled on his shoulders. These crawling little guys made David resist the urge to wake up the robots on both sides of the corridor and turned into a friendly tour guide.
"This room is the cultivation room. It is the laboratory where engineers cultivate black water aliens!"
As David's fingertips slid, the silver-gray cabin wall instantly became transparent.
Tang Song looked in the direction of David's finger and saw neatly arranged metal cans filled with black liquid in the culture room.
It is hard to imagine that the ultimate hunters, the aliens, are bred from the black liquid in these metal cans.
According to David, the original intention of the engineers to come to this planet was to find an experimental planet suitable for breeding aliens.
However, there was a slight deviation in the middle, which caused the spacecraft to run out of energy when landing. After the engineer created him as an assistant to maintain the operation of the spacecraft, he also fell into a dormant state.
As for the reason why the engineers bred aliens, David was not very clear. He just vaguely knew that the engineers' target was not the aliens. This creature was just an unexpected product of the engineers' pursuit of their goals.
According to David, he has been taking care of the culture room since the engineer fell into hibernation.
"What's up with those Iron Warriors? They obviously use this pyramid as a trial site? What do the Engineers have in common with the Iron Warriors?"
When hearing Tang Song's question, the robot David's eyes became a little erratic.
"Before I was created, the spacecraft was programmed like this.
Once the Alien Queen is destroyed, according to the procedure, I will create a new one in the cultivation room and add it to the pyramid outside. As for the reason, it is like a program engraved in my mind, and I am not very clear about it! "
In response to David's words, Tang Song just nodded and did not respond.
As for whether he believed the words of this android, only Boss Tang himself knew the answer.
The spacecraft is about several hundred meters in size and has an area similar to that of an extra-large cruise ship.
Judging from the overall structure and layout, the owner of this spacecraft is obviously larger than humans on Earth.
Judging from the corridor, Charles Weiland, driving an exoskeleton mecha over two meters high, did not feel crowded at all.
Combined with some of the furnishings on the spacecraft, it can be seen that the size of the engineers should be around three to four meters.
If placed on the earth, it can be said to be a veritable giant.
Under David's leadership, Tang Song and his party soon saw the true face of the engineer.
In a room inside the spaceship, David entered the permission and opened a hatch.
"This is the hibernation chamber!"
In a pure white environment, two translucent egg-shaped cabins, one large and one small, are placed in the room.
The large translucent egg-shaped cabin was closed and was about five meters long.
Tang Song walked closer to check and stood in front of the hibernation chamber.
Through the translucent cabin, you can see a bald giant lying inside wearing a mask similar to an oxygen mask.
The skin was white and looked almost pale, and judging from the heaving chest, the white giant did still have signs of life.
Tang Song pinched his fingers holding the cane, and the true energy flowed into the space between his eyes. He circulated the true energy and opened his Dharma Eye.
Tang Song looked at the white giant again.
The vigorous energy and blood, but only a little bit of soul remains.
The body is still alive, but the soul is gone.
From the perspective of modern medicine, this situation is typical brain death.
If we look at it from the perspective of the world of Jambu, this is a body without a soul. For wandering ghosts, this is undoubtedly the most perfect object to possess and the best body.
The most amazing thing is that the life breath of this body is comparable to that of some natural alien monsters. Even after taking over another body, it still has at least two to three hundred years to live.
If placed in the world of Yama, this body alone could be exchanged for a batch of high-quality evil spirits that are strong enough to condense evil.