MTL - When an Alien Is Bound to a World-Saving System-Chapter 15 Zombie World (7)

"Your uncle's!" A special-shaped life burst into swearing for the first time. Stand up and look back at the populus euphratica still aiming at himself, ready to shoot at any time.

bump! bump! bump! Hu Yang fired three shots, hissing and shouting towards the door:

"Attention all team members! Here is an extremely dangerous alien parasite! For the survival of all human beings, all team members return quickly and must be killed at all costs ..."

Hei Shi blocked Hu Yang's mouth deadly, and tied his arms behind him. Hu Yang looked at the wreckage of the zombies entangled with black silk around him, sucked half and half of the wreckage, frightened the soul, and twisted wildly.

The dark-haired boy wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth (a bullet just penetrated my stomach ...) and stood up from the ground. While slowly walking in the direction of Populus euphratica, he stretched his hands directly into the chest and abdomen of alienation into black pulp, and pulled out bullets one by one. Until I walked to the deputy captain who was scared to urinate his pants, he had just taken four bullets, thrown them aside, patted Hu Yang's shoulder and said:

"Don't you know the sound insulation here is good?"

The dark-haired boy glanced at the closed door and continued:

"They can't hear it at all, and they're busy trying to block the door now, so they can withdraw to the corridor."

"In addition, let me clarify. Parasitic beast refers to the living body parasitic on the host. And I, it is the body." The black-haired boy pointed to his chest.

"Those I absorbed were food." The dark-haired boy pointed at the dense corpse.

"There is no host at all, so I don't live in a parasitic way, do you understand?" The black-haired boy concluded.

Hearing here, the deputy captain Hu Yang, who was paralyzed in the arms of Heisi, could no longer support him, his eyes rolled over and passed out.

The dark-haired boy no longer cares about him, but quickly passes through the shelf, and is filled with forty barrels of petrol like an afterimage, and then the whole body is directly alienated into black silk and rushes out through the door slit. (System 2d14: Huh? The angle of view is strange now! It seems that the host has eyes all over his body!)

At the same time, the other members of the Flame Squad had fled to the corridor, and a certain alien appeared in the team quietly and out of thin air and ran away with them.

A group of people ran out of the yard and rushed towards the van, followed by a large group of zombies.

"Hurry up!" The allies who got on the bus shouted, and after the last person stepped on the bus, the van suddenly accelerated towards the town.

"How many people have returned?" Asked a left-behind ability.

So the startled team members looked around and checked.

"Hualian and Hu did not return." One said.

"Hualian was bitten by his zombie at that time. Hu team ran to the back, and there were several third-level zombies ..."

The compartment was silent, and it was not expected that this mission would cause them to lose their deputy captain.

"That kid with space power came out!" Finally someone remembered their mission this time.

"Did you just fill up gas?"

"How much oil do you have?"

Although two people died, the remaining abilities were very concerned about gasoline, and hurriedly asked the teenager.

The black-haired boy said succinctly: "For 10,000 liters, you get 9,000."

Then the atmosphere in the van on the way back gradually became cheerful again.

At the stop of the military card and jeep, the members of the flame base got out of the car, and the teammates waiting in the truck reported the reduction of staff. The dark-haired boy also took out 9,000 liters of gasoline from the space and gave it to Flame. The two teams are now separated.

After the two trucks drove away, members of the Changfeng Base surrounded the dark-haired boy and looked closely to see if he was injured in the dangerous hijacking. Even Wu Yi, a big man who suspected of a certain alien, blamed himself on the black-haired boy:

"It's still a few of our Changfeng attack abilities. It's too useless! Even their own team members are not well protected!"

Huang Yier said distressedly: "How can you, a child, shoot at yourself! In case there is a short and long one ..."

And Xu Yuncheng patted the back of the black-haired boy, boasting sincerely: "You did a good job today."

One of the players who looked at Changfeng in a strange shape felt that they had been wronged by the sky, and corrected him:

"Let's not lose it? On one mission, they had more than 20 people in flames and two died. We had one person and no injuries. In the end, flames got 9 barrels of gasoline, but we got 40 barrels. It ’s all a big loss for them! "

Changfeng members came to understand:

"Yeah, they're two dead!"

"We equal a lot of gasoline!"

"How can it be white? It was Xiao Yi who risked her life!"

Then someone finally caught the point: "Xiao Yi, how many barrels did you just say ???"

"40 barrels, 1000L per barrel, my space originally had 50 cubic meters, but the plastic barrels still took up space, and there were still a few hundred kilograms of food in the space, so I only loaded 49 barrels of gasoline. It was distributed to the flame 9000L After that, we have 40,000 liters left. Then we have to troublesome people to repack our luggage. There are only 9 cubic meters left in the space, which may not be too much. "The dark-haired boy looked at the mess on the roadside. Miscellaneous quilt said.

Members of Changfeng Base: "..."

After a moment of silence.

"Xiao Yi, you are amazing!"

"Wow! Let's make a profit this time!"

Everyone was smashed by this sudden and huge surprise, and one after another you praised a certain alien. I can't believe this quiet teenager just won dozens of tons of gasoline for the base! The excited Changfeng members started tidying up the pile of junk while discussing the adventure just now. Xu Yuncheng, who had known everything for a long time, laughed and said nothing.

Half an hour later, everyone put the packed luggage back into the space of the dark-haired boy. They also learned this lesson and put some old clothes and expired oats into the van. Afterwards, the group continued their journey south with laughter and laughter.

In the gasoline depot of Huai'an Town

Hu Yang woke up in an employee's dormitory surrounded by black silk.

"Help!" Hu Yang jumped up, and the wood thorns rained like black vines around him.

The surrounding black silk ignored this, and threw a box of pure water and a bag of biscuits into the house with high coldness, and then continued to maintain the prototype to maintain its position.

That night, Changfeng Base settled in a rest station next to the expressway. After having dinner, the members of Changfeng who had been tired all day returned to their houses and fell asleep.

An alien came back to his room. After closing the door and leaving Black Silk as the janitor, the dark-haired boy began to call his own system. Unexpectedly, 2d14 wow a cry:

"The host is big! Why are you pointing a gun at me today? You almost shot me!"

Some alien is a bit cautious. If you really shoot, you can reshape the body with black silk yourself, but the system bound to this puppet organic matter ...

Dark-haired boy: "What happens to the system if the host of the system dies?"

The system 2d14 cried and pumped: "A system can only have one host. If the host dies, the system will return to the host and be formatted! So the Salvation Alliance now only has hundreds of thousands of missioners, but the system number It's four after the zz plus, because the system has disappeared after the death of the previous savior. Those numbers are all empty numbers, wow! "

Dark-haired boy: "Don't worry, I will never die. If this body dies accidentally, look around and I will use black silk to alienate into another body to resurrect. At that time, we will be rebuilding How about binding? "

System 2d14: "OK."

After a while, I finally found that I seemed to have gotten the eternal life 2d14 and became happy again. I started to recommend the benefits of the Salvation Alliance Forum to a certain alien:

"The host is huge! Otherwise, let's owe another 20 points and get login privileges for the Salvation Alliance Forum!"

An alien: "Why are you so obsessed with logging in to the forum? Looking forward to the world from the previous mission?"

A guilty conscience: "No, no."

Some alien is too lazy to ask the bottom line: "Forget it, log in!"

"The good host is big! Ding! The Salvation Alliance forum is logged in. I have helped you find the c-quest world post! There is a summary of the missionaries on the top: those who have been here for dozens of months seem to have been Helping major bases to eliminate zombies ... "

A certain alien lacks interest in this: "Oh."

System 2d14 saw the impatience of its own host, and asked weakly: "The host is big! Then I don't read it ... Then, can I post on the forum like other new systems? Just record our growth process ? I won't use my real name! "

An alien doesn't matter: "You're faint."

So the system 2d14 secretly posted a post in the public section of the forum:

"Recording the Great Salvation Life of Me and the Host"

As a pure new system starting with zz, send a post to record the first novice task between me and the host ~ I just came to the host with the host with a difficulty factor of 0.3 just 5 days ago and I was surprised. It was found that the supervisor of our novice mission this time is actually the SSS-level **** who has been worshipped for a long time ...

...... The host and I have largely completed the task, and the points obtained are: 389.33 · 200 · 40 · 0.3 · 100% = 934392 points. I will continue to work hard with the host conference ~

1st floor: sofa ~ the same is the cute new beginning of zz, come to hug for warmth.

2nd floor: Bench ~ Pseudo Meng, who started with zy, came to hold the group. So far, the score is not over 100, crying ~

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10th floor: Are all the people upstairs looking at the title and not the content? They scored 930,000 points once! This is a group post, obviously a show off post!

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50th floor: Watch the great gods in the front row!

51st floor: Onlookers!

52nd floor: Three missions with 70 points for heating. After reading the post, I hugged myself who was so cold and trembling ...

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100th floor: Only I found out that the contribution of the landlord's task is 100%? Is n’t that SSS-level **** 0 points?

Forum Instant Fryer!

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2998th floor: I was surprised to hear that the legendary SSS-class boss has 0 points, and a strong onlooker!

2999 floor: Ding! Check-in for tourist groups ~

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Floor 9999: Changwen: "Pick a Punch on the Legendary Great Name of the H"

Z Star

System 099: "Ding! My friend Xiaoyun sent you a greeting: Huo Li, how are you doing recently?"

System 099: "Ding! Buddy Xiaohui sent you a greeting: Huo Li, is there any problem with your mental strength?"

System 099: "Ding! My friend Kitty sent you a greeting: Brother Huo, if you encounter any difficulties, you must tell us!"

Huo Li, who was attacking the Zerg Mother Star Strategy Conference, had to interrupt his speech, apologize to the hundreds of generals at the scene, and hurried out of the conference hall:

"099, what's going on?"