"Your uncle's!" A certain alien swears for the first time in his life. He stood up and looked back at Populus euphratica, who was still aiming at him, ready to shoot at any time.
bump! bump! bump! Hu Yang fired three shots in a row, shouting out the door with a hiss and lungs:
"Attention all team members! There is an extremely dangerous alien parasitic beast here! For the survival of all human beings, all team members return quickly and must kill at all costs... um."
Hei Si tightly blocked Hu Yang's mouth and tied his arms behind him. Hu Yang looked at the wreckage of the zombies surrounded by black silk that had been sucked in half, and was so frightened that he was so scared that he twisted and struggled frantically.
The black-haired boy wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth (a bullet just pierced my stomach... ) and stood up from the ground. While walking slowly in the direction of Populus euphratica, he directly stretched his hand into the chest and abdomen that had turned into black pulp, and pulled out bullets one by one. It wasn't until he got to the vice-captain who was so scared that he had wet his pants, he just finished taking four bullets, threw them aside, patted Hu Yang on the shoulder and said:
"Don't you know that the sound insulation is good here?"
The black-haired boy glanced at the closed door and continued:
"They can't hear at all, and they're busy trying to block the door so they can retreat to the hallway."
"Also, let me clarify. A parasitic beast refers to a lifeform that parasitizes the host. And I am the main body." The black-haired boy pointed to his chest.
"What I absorbed is food." The black-haired boy pointed to the densely packed zombie corpse.
"There is no host here at all, so I don't live in a parasitic way, understand?" the black-haired boy concluded.
Hearing this, Hu Yang, the vice-captain who was trembling and paralyzed in Heisi's arms, couldn't hold it any longer, his eyes rolled over and he passed out.
The black-haired boy no longer cared about him, but quickly passed through the shelves, filled with another 40 barrels of gasoline like an afterimage, and then his entire body directly transformed into black silk and rushed out through the crack of the door. (System 2d14: Huh? The current perspective is so strange! It seems that the host has eyes all over his body!)
At the same time, the rest of the flame team had fled to the corridor, and a certain alien quietly appeared in the team out of thin air while taking advantage of the darkness, and shoved out with them.
A group of people ran out of the yard and rushed towards the van, followed by a large group of zombies.
"Drive!" The power users who got into the car shouted one after another. After the last person stepped into the car, the van suddenly accelerated and galloped away from the town.
"How many people came back?" asked a left-behind power user.
So the frightened team members began to look left and right to check.
"Flower face and Hu team did not come back." One person said.
"Bai Lian was bitten by a zombie at the time, and Hu team ran at the back, and there were a few third-level zombies in there..."
There was silence in the carriage, and they did not expect that this mission would cost them their vice-captain.
"The kid with the space ability ran out!" Someone finally remembered their mission this time.
"Did you just fill up with gas?"
"How much oil did you pack?"
Although two people died, the remaining power users were still very concerned about gasoline, and hurriedly asked the boy.
The black-haired boy said succinctly: "10,000 liters, you have 9,000."
So on the way back, the atmosphere in the van slowly became cheerful again.
When they arrived at the stop of the military card and jeep, the members of the flame base got out of the car and informed the teammates waiting in the truck about the downsizing. The black-haired boy also took out 9,000 liters of gasoline from the space and handed it to the flames. The two teams have now parted ways.
After the two trucks drove away, the members of Changfeng Base surrounded the black-haired boy in the middle and checked carefully to see if he had been injured in this dangerous hijacking. Even Wu Yi, a big man who suspected a certain alien, said to the black-haired boy quite reproachfully:
"It's still some of our Changfeng attack power users too useless! Even our own team members are not well protected!"
Aunt Huang said even more distressedly: "How can you shoot yourself, child! In case there are three long and two short... "
And Xu Yuncheng patted the black-haired boy on the back and praised sincerely, "You did a good job today."
A certain alien looked at Changfeng's team members and felt that they had been greatly wronged, and corrected them:
"We didn't suffer, right? In one mission, they sent more than 20 people in flames, and two died. We only sent one person and were not injured. In the end, the flames got 9 barrels of gasoline, but we got 40 barrels. How to calculate They all suffered a big loss!"
The members of Changfeng have come to understand:
"Yeah, they also killed two people!"
"We got a lot of gasoline for nothing!"
"How can it be for nothing, that's what Xiao Yi risked his life for!"
Then someone finally caught the point: "Xiaoyi, how many barrels did you just say???"
"40 barrels, 1000L per barrel, my space originally had 50 cubic meters, but the plastic barrel still took up space, and there were still hundreds of catties of food in the space, so I only loaded 49 barrels of gasoline. I distributed 9000L to the flames. After that, we still have 40,000 liters left. Next, we have to trouble everyone to repack the luggage. There are only 9 cubic meters left in the space, which may not be able to hold it." The black-haired boy looked at the mess on the side of the road. The futon said.
Members of Changfeng Base: "..."
After a moment of silence.
"Xiao Yi, you are amazing!"
"Wow! We Changfeng made a profit this time!"
Everyone was hit by this sudden huge surprise, and they all praised a certain alien. I can't believe this quiet teenage boy just won dozens of tons of gasoline for the base! The excited members of Changfeng started to clean up the junk while chatting about the adventure just now. And Xu Yuncheng, who had known everything for a long time, smiled and said nothing.
Half an hour later, everyone put the packed luggage back into the black-haired boy's space, and learned the lesson of this time and put some old clothes and expired oatmeal into the van. Afterwards, the group continued their journey southward with laughter and laughter.
In the gasoline depot in Huaian Township
Hu Yang woke up in a staff dormitory surrounded by black silk.
"Help!" Hu Yang jumped up, and the thorns rained down on the black vines around him.
The surrounding Hei Si ignored this, and coldly threw a box of pure water and a bag of biscuits into the house, and then continued to maintain the prototype and stick to his post.
That night, the Changfeng base settled in a rest stop beside the expressway. After dinner, the members of Changfeng who had been tired all day went back to their houses and slept.
A certain alien followed his words and returned to his house. After closing the door and leaving Black Silk as the doorman, the black-haired boy began to call his own system. Unexpectedly, 2d14 cried out with a wow:
"Master! Why are you pointing a gun at me today? You almost shot me in the head!"
A certain alien is a little cautious. If he really shoots, he can reshape his body with black silk, but the system bound to this lump of organic matter is...
Black-haired boy: "If the system's host dies, what will happen to the system?"
System 2d14 cried and pumped: "A system can only have one host, if the host dies, the system will return to the host, and then be formatted! So the Alliance of Salvation only has hundreds of thousands of taskers now, but the system number has been Ranked to the bottom four of zz plus, because after the previous savior passed away, the system disappeared, those numbers are empty, wow!"
The black-haired boy: "Don't worry, I will never die. If this body dies accidentally, you can look around and I will use black silk to alienate into another body and resurrect. At that time, we will be reborn. Are you bound?"
System 2d14: "Good."
After a while, I finally found that the 2d14 who seemed to have obtained immortality became happy again, and began to naggingly recommend the benefits of the Salvation Alliance forum to a certain alien:
"The host is great! Why don't we owe another 20 points and get the login permission of the Salvation Alliance Forum!"
A certain alien: "Why are you so obsessed with logging in to the forum? Looking forward to the present from the last mission world?"
Guilty: "No, no."
A certain alien was too lazy to get to the bottom of it: "Forget it, log in!"
"Good host! Ding! The Salvation Alliance Forum is logged in. I have helped you find the post of C Mission World! There is a summary of the missionaries at the top: Those who have been here for dozens of months seem to have been saviors all the time. Helping the major bases to eliminate zombies…”
A certain alien is not interested in this: "Oh."
System 2d14 saw the impatience of its host, and asked weakly: "The host is great! Then I won't read it... Then, can I post on the forum like other new systems? Just to record our growth process? I won't use my real name!"
A certain alien doesn't matter: "You send it."
So the system 2d14 secretly made a post on the public forum of the forum:
"Record my and the host's great salvation life"
As a pure new system starting with zz, I will post a post to record my first novice mission with the host. I just bound with the host 5 days ago, and I came to the B planet with a difficulty factor of 0.3, and then I was pleasantly surprised. I found out that the supervisor of our novice mission this time is actually the H surname SSS-level god that I have admired for a long time...
… The host and I finally completed the task, and the points obtained were: 389.33·200·40·0.3·100%=934392 points. In the future, the host and I will continue to work hard~
1st Floor: Sofa ~ Mengxin, who started with zz, came here to warm up.
2nd floor: Bench~The pseudo-cute newcomer at the beginning of zy came to join the group, so far, the points are less than 100, crying~
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10th Floor: Do all the people upstairs only read the title and not the content? People got 930,000 points at one time! Here and there are group stickers, clearly show off stickers!
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50th floor: The front row crowds watching the great god!
51st Floor: Watch the Great God!
52nd floor: After reading the post, I came to keep warm with 70 points in three missions, and hugged myself, who was shivering with cold...
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100th Floor: Am I the only one who found that the landlord's quest contribution is 100%? Isn't that SSS-level great god 0 points
Forum Instant Fryer!
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Floor 2998: I am shocked to hear that the legendary SSS-level boss has 0 points, and a strong onlooker!
Floor 2999: Ding! Sightseeing group punch card~
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Floor 9999: Long article: "Pick up this legendary god with the surname H"
Z star
System 099: "Ding! My friend Xiaoyun sent you a greeting: Huo Li, how have you been recently?"
System 099: "Ding! My friend Xiao Shuidi sent you a greeting: Huo Li, is there any problem with your mental power?"
System 099: "Ding! My friend Kitten sent you a greeting: Brother Huo, if you encounter any difficulties, you must tell us!"
Huo Li, who was in the middle of the strategy meeting to attack the Zerg home planet, had to interrupt his speech, apologized to the hundreds of generals on the scene, and hurried out of the meeting hall:
"099, what's going on?"