When an Alien Is Bound to a World-Saving System

Chapter 9: Zombie World (1)

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"Alliance Town is too clean!" the black-haired boy complained, "There is no garbage, no plants, not even soil!"

System 2d14: "The host is great! Why don't we go and look in the gardens of those big bosses?"

A certain alien: "How many points is the cheapest garden?"

System 2d14: "2 billion..."

A certain alien: "Forget it, I can't afford it."

System 2d14: "The host is great! The quest person can continue to perform the mission of saving the world without returning to the Alliance Town. Now you can complete your personal information and you can go directly to the next quest world! The quest world must have more organic matter than the Alliance Town!"

"That's a good idea!" the black-haired boy praised.

The system praised by his own host asked happily: "Host is great! Do you want to improve your personal information immediately?"

Black-haired boy: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding! Please confirm the host's name is correct, if not, please change it immediately, the system default name: Alien."

System 2d14: "Eh? The host is great! Your name is so strange~"

The black-haired boy said without changing his face: "The registration in the system is wrong. Change it immediately. My name is... um... Xiao Yi. The size is small, and the abnormal shape is different."

System 2d14: "Ding! The change has been completed. Is the host a power user?"

Black-haired boy: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding! Non-ability person, please fill in your specific expertise."

The black-haired teenager secretly changed the concept: "synthesizing one organic matter into another organic matter, and the mutual transformation between extremely individual inorganic substances."

System 2d14: "The host is great! But you still have the tentacle ability?"

The black-haired boy continued to coax the silly system: "Isn't the tentacles that garbage turned into organic matter?"

System 2d14: "Oh, yes. Ding! The data completion has been completed. You can now choose the end of the world with a difficulty factor of no more than 10 as the second mission world."

Black-haired boy: "Is there a difficulty factor of 10? I want to save points to buy a house."

System 2d14: "Ding! Currently there is only one apocalypse with a difficulty factor of 10 being opened: the zombie apocalypse of planet C. Do you want to apply?"

Black-haired boy: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding! Deduct 10 points to choose the transmission location, otherwise it will be randomly transmitted, whether..."

Black-haired boy: "What do you say!"

System 2d14: "Oh, I have applied for random transmission for you, the countdown is 10, 9..."

Two minutes later, Planet C

The black-haired boy appeared out of nowhere in a desolate alley. Contrary to what was expected, the sight of organics that a certain alien had expected did not appear. In fact, now and even in late autumn, the empty alleys have nothing but bricks and cement and the rustling cold wind.

A certain alien who was still wearing short sleeves could only hug his left shoulder with one hand and shivered, it was so cold!

A certain alien is just an ordinary human boy now. His five senses are not sensitive, and he does not dare to change back to his original form rashly. What if there are other local abilities around him

But there is no way to go. When a certain alien carefully crossed the wreckage of various vehicles and glass slag to the end of the alley, he finally found a swaying zombie at the corner!

A certain alien stared at the zombie dragging its intestines with green eyes, and happily ran towards it. Just when the black-haired boy could immediately knock down the zombie and give it a warm hug.

"Child, be careful!"

With this loud shout, a certain alien was instantly swept aside by a sudden wind around him, missing the zombie, bang! It knocked down an abandoned motorcycle, and after making a series of ping bells and pings, it rolled onto the concrete floor.

Only then did the sluggish zombie discover a certain alien, staggeringly ran towards the black-haired boy, and was hit by three fireballs flying behind him, rolling and burning.

A certain alien turned his head and looked back, only to see an uncle and an aunt coming towards him.

"Child, are you alright?" The stunned Alien was helped up by the aunt who had just spoken to remind him.

Before waiting for the boy to respond, the sound just now was like a stone thrown on the calm lake, instantly making the originally silent alley and the surrounding residential buildings agitated. A rustling sound mixed with a low roar like a beast gathered from far and near to several people from all directions.

"It's not good! It attracted the surrounding second-level zombies!" The uncle who had just released the fireball immediately became nervous, and he grabbed a certain alien and protected him with the aunt in the middle.

At this time, four or five zombies had already appeared in the sight of several people, obviously much more agile than the zombie that had been burned to ashes just now, and the rot was not so serious. Those zombies let out ho-ho roars and rushed towards the three of them!

The black-haired boy watched the aunt blow the two zombies in front of him with the wind, and the uncle immediately threw two fireballs, but this kind of zombie was obviously more powerful, and the flame went out when it rolled on the ground. More than half, and the zombies behind are still coming! The two could only keep outputting abilities, barely resisting with wind and fireballs.

System 2d14 shouted anxiously in the black-haired boy's mind: "The host is great! Go and help them!"

A certain alien is also at war between heaven and man in his heart: how about exposing his terrifying nature, changing back to the prototype, and saving two people's lives

At this time, the uncle and aunt were exhausted, and the strength of the wind and the fireball were much weaker. Seeing that a zombie was about to pounce on the uncle!

A certain alien took a deep breath and directly maintained its human form. The zombie slammed into it. When its fangs were about to bite the uncle's neck, he hugged the zombie and hugged him. He threw himself to the ground, took the opportunity to wipe the oil, and rolled into the bottom of an abandoned van with the zombie in his arms.

"Child!" The second old man shouted worriedly from behind the black-haired boy! But at this moment, they were firmly entangled by the swarming zombies, and they were unable to do anything, so they could only watch the teenager being caught under the car by the zombies and disappeared from their sight.

At this moment, the black-haired boy firmly pressed the zombie under his body, and his right hand around its waist instantly turned into black silk, absorbing nutrients happily.

The unlucky zombie felt the danger, and bit the cheek of the boy who was close at hand, trying to make a final struggle!

A certain alien listened to the terrified scream of the stupid system in his mind, and looked at the enlarged version of the zombie's bloody mouth in front of him. He had no choice but to alienate his mouth and bite the zombie's chin! Then with a hard pull, the poor zombie's mandible was instantly separated from its head.

The black-haired boy spit out the zombie's jaw on the ground, looking at the zombie with only his gums left.

System 2d14: "Ouch!"

At this moment, the black-haired boy saw from the corner of the alley that a sturdy young man came running at a speed of 100 meters and 5 seconds, directly knocked over the zombies blocking the road, and joined the battle. I saw him blow the head of a second-level zombie that was about to bite, and then crouched beside the van, grabbed the right foot of a certain alien and pulled it out, trying to remove the black-haired boy from the terrifying zombie. Pull it out!

A certain alien quickly gave up the half-sucked zombie and turned its mouth back into a human form. Suddenly, a rotten stench swept over the black-haired boy. A certain alien could only hold back the desire to vomit from the human body, and at the same time used the black silk of the right hand hidden under the body of the zombie to tightly claw the ground and screamed at the strong guy. Then he turned his head without a trace, and spit out his tongue, lips, teeth and the entire oral mucosa covered with zombie mucus in one mouthful (System 2d14: "Damn!!!"), and then gave it to himself in an instant. A new mouth has grown.

The abandoned beach that was spit on the ground consciously alienated itself into black silk and disguised it.

At this time, the black-haired boy withdrew his right hand and was dragged out by the strong guy. A certain alien stood up with the help of the strong guy, and was pushed into the middle of the three by him, tightly protecting him.

Then, with the addition of this strong guy, the fighting situation reversed instantly, and the three of them eliminated the seven or eight zombies in a few minutes.

"Child! It's all my fault! If you didn't save an old man like me, you wouldn't be so young..." The uncle turned to look at the boy who was bitten by the zombies in remorse. After seeing his unscathed face, he was instantly stuck. shell.

"Son, how are you?" The aunt asked with a worried look.

"It didn't bite me." The black-haired boy said embarrassedly, it was I who bit it...

"Child, you are too careless! Why did you run towards the zombies!" The aunt was relieved when she saw that the boy was all right, and then blamed the iron for not being steel. Then she caught a glimpse of the dark-haired teenager's left arm...

"You kid must have suffered a lot! He was alone and had no supernatural powers. Our Xiaoyong was bitten by a zombie on his arm at the time... Although he also cut off his arm, he still couldn't get over it in the end.

At that time he was about the same age as you are now... Hey, when I saw you, it was like seeing our little Yong again. There were tears in Aunt Huang's eyes, and Uncle Chen and the strong young man on the side also became sad.

At this time, the black-haired boy stared blankly at his left arm that had lost half of it, and thought sadly in his heart: In order not to lose the vest, you may never grow back!