MTL - When an Alien Is Bound to a World-Saving System-Chapter 9 Zombie World (1)

"Uniontown is too clean!" the brunette teenager complained, "no trash, no plants, not even soil!"

System 2d14: "The host is big! Why don't we go look for those big boss gardens?"

An alien: "How many points is the cheapest garden?"

System 2d14: "2 billion ..."

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

System 2d14: "The host is big! The missioner can continue to perform the salvation mission without returning to Alliance Town. You can now complete the personal information and go directly to the next mission world! There must be more organic matter in the mission world than in Alliance Town!"

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

The system praised by the host asked gleefully: "The host is big! Do you want to improve your personal information immediately?"

Dark-haired boy: "Yes."

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

System 2d14: "Ah? The host is big! Your name is so strange ~"

The black-haired boy said without changing his face: "The system registration was wrong. Immediately change it. My name is ... uh ... small difference. Small in size, strange in shape."

System 2d14: "Ding! The change is complete. Is the host an ability?"

Dark-haired boy: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding! Those who are not power, please fill in my specific expertise."

The dark-haired boy steals the concept: "Synthesizes one organic substance into another, and converts very few inorganic substances."

System 2d14: "The host is big! But you still have tentacles?"

The dark-haired teenager continued to coax the silly system: "Isn't the tentacle the organic matter that the garbage turns into?"

System 2d14: "Oh, yeah. Ding! The data has been perfected. You can now select the end world with a difficulty factor of 10 or less as the second mission world."

Dark-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 eschatology with a difficulty factor of 10: Planet c zombie eschatology. Do you want to apply?"

Dark-haired boy: "Yes."

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

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

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

Two minutes later, planet c

The dark-haired boy appeared out of thin air in a small alley. What was different from what was expected was that the sight of a certain shaped organic matter everywhere did not appear. In fact, now and even late autumn, the empty alleys have nothing but bricks and cement and cold wind.

Also wearing a short-sleeved profile, he could only hold his left shoulder with one hand, and took a nap. It was so cold!

An alien is now just an ordinary human boy. The five senses are not keen and do not dare to rush back to its original shape. What if there are other native abilities around?

But there is no one's way. When a certain shape carefully crossed the wreckage and glass **** of various vehicles to the end of the alley, he finally found a swaying zombie at the corner!

A special-shaped eye stared at the zombie dragging its intestines green, and ran towards it cheerfully. Just when the dark-haired boy was able to throw the zombies right away and gave it a warm hug.

"Child, be careful!"

With this shout, a certain alien was instantly turned to the side by a sudden wind around him, and he lost sight of the zombies! After knocking down an abandoned motorcycle and making a series of ping pong sounds, it rolled onto the concrete floor.

The dumb zombies only found a certain shape, and hurriedly ran towards the dark-haired boy, and then was hit by three fireballs flying behind him, rolling and burning.

An alien turned his head and looked back, and saw an uncle and an aunt coming towards him.

"Child, are you okay?" The awkward face was helped by the aunt who had just spoken to remind him.

Before the teenager responded, the sound of the sound just now was like a stone dropped on the calm lake surface, which instantly made the originally quiet alleyway and the surrounding residential buildings agitate. A whispering voice mixed with beast-like growls, gathered from far and near to several people from all directions.

"Not good! Bring the second-level zombies around!" The uncle who had just sent out the fireball immediately became tense, dragged a certain alien, and left the aunt to protect him in the middle.

At this point, four or five zombies had appeared in the sight of several people, which was obviously much quicker than the ashes that had just been burned to the ground, and the decay was not so serious. The few zombies screamed at the mouth, rushing towards the three!

The dark-haired boy watched the aunt blow the two zombies rushing to the front with wind, and the uncle immediately threw out two fireballs, but the zombies were significantly stronger. When they rolled on the ground, the flames went out Most of them, and the zombies behind are still coming! The two can only output their abilities non-stop, barely resisting with wind and fireball.

System 2d14 shouted anxiously in the mind of the dark-haired boy: "The host is big! Go and help them!"

In the heart of a certain alien is also a war between heaven and man: otherwise, expose their terrible nature, change back to the prototype, and save their lives?

At this time, the auntie was exhausted, the wind strength and the fireball were much weaker. Seeing that a zombie was about to fall on the uncle's body!

A certain shape took a deep breath and simply maintained the human figure directly. The zombie ran into it, and when its fangs with thick water were about to hit the uncle's neck, he embraced the zombie and filled it with He jumped to the ground, while taking advantage of the oil, while holding the zombies and rolled into the bottom of an abandoned van.

"Child!" There was a worried cry out from behind the young man! But at this moment they were entangled with the zombies swarming up, and they had no avatars. They could only watch as the teenagers were caught in the bottom of the car by the zombies and disappeared into their sight.

At this moment, the dark-haired boy pressed the zombies firmly under his body, and the right hand holding his waist instantly became alienated into black silk, absorbing nutrients happily.

The unlucky zombie felt the danger and bit his cheek close to him, trying to make the final struggle!

A certain alien listened to the stupid system screaming in his own mind, looking at the enlarged mouth of the zombies in front of his eyes, and had no choice but to alienate his mouth and bit his chin! Then with a hard pull, the poor man's jawbone was instantly separated from his head.

The dark-haired boy spit his chin on the ground and looked at the zombies that were left on the gums.

System 2d14: "Spit!"

At this moment, the dark-haired boy saw the corner of the alley with a light, and a strong guy rushed at a speed of 100 meters and 5 seconds, and directly broke into the zombies blocking the road and joined the battle. I saw he punched the head of a secondary zombie who was about to bite, then squatted next to the van, grabbed a special right foot and pulled it out, trying to pull the dark-haired boy out of that terrible zombie. Pull it out!

Some alien quickly gave up the half-dried zombie and turned his mouth back into a human form. Suddenly, a rotting stench instantly swept the dark-haired boy. An alien can only hold back the vomiting desire from the human body, and at the same time tightly chop the ground and the strong guy with black silk formed by the right hand hiding under the zombies. Then he turned his head to the side without any trace, and vomited his tongue, lips, teeth, and the entire oral mucosa covered with zombies' mucus (System 2d14: "Oh !!!!"), and then gave it to myself instantly. A new mouth grew.

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

At this time, the dark-haired boy retracted his right hand and was dragged out by the strong guy. Some alien stood up under the help of the strong guy, and then he was pushed into the middle of the three to protect him tightly.

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

"Child! Blame me! If you didn't want to save me as an old man, you wouldn't be too young ..." The uncle turned regretfully and looked at the young man who had been bitten by the zombie. After seeing his unscathed face, he instantly got stuck Shell.

"Children, how are you?" Aunt asked, still worried.

"It didn't bite me." The brunette teenager said embarrassedly, I bit it ...

"Child, you are too careless! How did you run towards the zombies!" After seeing that the teenager was okay, the aunt was relieved and turned to blame for iron and steel. Then she glanced at the left arm of the dark-haired boy ...

"You child must have suffered a lot! A solitary person with no abilities, Xiaoyong of our family was also bitten by an arm of a zombie at the time ... Although he also cut off his own arm, he failed to survive .

At that time, he was about the same age as you now ... hey, I saw you like I saw Xiaoyong in our family again. There were tears in Huang Yan'er's eyes, and Uncle Chen and the young man were also sad.

At this time, the dark-haired boy stared blankly at his left arm that was missing, thinking sadly: In order not to lose the vest, you may never grow back!