"I have seen many disgusting things in my life, but this …" Blade Runner said, "I don't even want to touch it with my sword."
"Hiss … Is this Momo Chi?" Feng Bujue mumbled. "What are the patterns on its body?"
The thing that appeared before them was an insect larva about the size of a baby. It looked like the kind of worm that ate the insides of fruits and vegetables. Its body was long and short, and it was cylindrical in shape. Its body was divided into segments.
This worm's body was not the usual milky white or light yellow. Its body was covered with various currency patterns, all kinds of anti-counterfeiting threads, patterns, specially designed numbers, and even some patterns of human faces were printed on its body in fragments.
At the juncture between the two segments of the insect's body, there were countless threads that were soaked in black mucus. It seemed that these threads were the ones that allowed the giant insect egg at the core to establish some kind of connection with the rusty metal object.
"Before we saw this thing, it was screaming and screaming inside, but once it was cut open, it went silent …" Feng Bujue said.
"But it won't be easy to dig it out," Flashes of Sword added.
"I say, you should give it the final blow," Feng Bujue said as he used his weapon to block a piece of metal that was coming at him.
"Didn't I say I don't want to touch it with my sword?" Blade Runner replied as he cut down a pipe that was coming at him from the side.
"Judging from the size of this worm, if I stab it … it will definitely burst out juice like a pissing beef ball," Feng Bujue said. "I just bought this knife."
"Can't you just take it out after you're done with it?" Flashes of Sword asked.
"Then use your sword to cut it!" Feng Bujue said. "Isn't your sword as fast as the wind? Hurry up and kill it. I will stand further away to support you mentally."
Blade Runner sighed. "Fine … I didn't want to waste it here, but if that's the case …" He took out a grenade from his backpack.
"Hey … If you have this, why didn't you take it out earlier? If you had said so earlier, we would have opened the door and thrown it in. "
"Like I said, I don't want to waste them here … Even I only have two of those grenades," Flashes of Sword replied.
Feng Bujue ignored him. After he blocked a piece of metal, he turned around and retreated to the corner of the corridor.
Seeing that Chen Ge was ready, Flashes of Sword pulled on the end of the grenade and tossed it at the fat bug at the center of the circle. As expected, the threads that extended from the bug's body stuck to the grenade.
Under normal circumstances, Blade Runner's speed was obviously faster than Feng Bujue's, and his movement skill was better. With a light tap of his feet, he swiftly escaped from the giant monster's entanglement. He was almost at the same distance as Feng Bujue.
Several seconds later, there was an explosion behind them. The giant worm at the core was blown to pieces. The rotten metal scattered on the ground, and the outermost layer of cells that looked like skin started to dissolve into pus.
…
"Did you hear that?" Final Assault asked.
"Of course," Doomsday Assault replied. "It sounded like an explosion, but it didn't sound like a powerful explosive. The distance … was quite far, and it's hard to tell."
"Was it Blade Runner's group?" Final Assault asked as he moved his gaze to the floor before him. "Or was it done by this group of people?"
There was a human body lying on the ground. It was a Caucasian male. He was wearing an orange protective suit that looked like a spacesuit. It was connected from the neck to the soles of his feet. However, the suit looked simpler and more comfortable than the spacesuits of the 21st century. It did not look heavy. He was wearing a light helmet, and the front of the helmet was a transparent visor. It looked like glass, but it was not. It should be made from a more advanced material. The helmet was connected to his collar, so Chen Ge believed that the whole suit was sealed. However, there was no equipment like an oxygen bag, so there was an eighty percent chance that the suit had some kind of futuristic technology that could provide breathing.
At that moment, there was a large hole in the visor of the body, and his face was a mess of flesh and blood. Obviously, the two from Zombie Blade had given him a good beating. It was unclear whether the cause of his death was the wound on his face or the air that he breathed in after the visor was broken.
"This scenario is more complicated than it looks. Other than the players, there are also the monsters and this group of unknown people," Doomsday Assault said. "Us, Blade Runner's group, the monsters, and these people make up four factions. The more living things there are, the easier it is for them to confuse us, and we won't know where to find the two that we need to kill. "
Doomsday Assault looked at the menu. "Currently, we know that the two of them are still alive. Their Life Points …" He paused. "Should be the same as ours. Not counting the battle damage, they should have lost thirty-two percent of their Life Points. After all, we each have fifteen high-capacity Life Points Recovery Potions. Even if repeated consumption will cause the effect to decrease, they should be able to last for a long time, so there is no need to worry."
Doomsday Assault added, "Humph … You have a point. Since we can't tell whether the explosion was caused by them or not, we should stick to our original plan and explore this part of the lab first."
…
"Brother Feng, come and take a look at this." Blade Runner held the flashlight and squatted before a safe.
Feng Bujue was inspecting the cage that held the monster, but he did not find anything. When he heard the question, he walked over and used his flashlight to shine at it. "Obviously, this is a treasure chest that was spawned by the system."
"I know that." Blade Runner said. "This chest looks brand new; it doesn't look like it has been sitting there for 455 years. Furthermore …" He pointed at the lock. "Look at the puzzle that the system gave. What is the meaning of this puzzle? Is it a Jingzi? "
Feng Bujue leaned close to the chest, and the system menu appeared before his eyes. The window showed nine squares that were joined together. They looked like one side of a Rubik's cube, but they had no color. The prompt said, "Please fill in the appropriate number."
"Isn't it just a Nine Palace Puzzle?" Feng Bujue blurted out. "Wear nine and wear one, three on the left and seven on the right, two and four for the shoulders, six and eight for the feet … Hmm? You didn't play this when you were young? "
"Of course, I know," Blade Runner said. "The system should say, 'Fill in the appropriate number.' Only then would people understand."
"It's open." As Feng Bujue spoke, he unlocked it from the menu. The safe opened with a click.
However, the treasure chest was empty. There were no skill cards, no items, and nothing. It was empty.
At that moment, Feng Bujue suddenly suspected that his luck was so bad that he opened an empty chest. Fortunately, the system's voice dispelled this thought.
"Side quest has been triggered.
Catch it and kill it! "
The content of this quest was short, strange, and baffling.
However, Feng Bujue immediately realized something.
He pounced toward the empty safe one meter away. His hands reached inside and scratched wildly. Then, like a madman, he rushed to the metal door of the room and quickly closed the door.
"What's going on?" Blade Runner asked.
"There's something in the safe," Feng Bujue replied.
Earlier, Flashes of Sword had seen Feng Bujue open the safe, and it was clear that it was empty. There was no light in the room, and the flashlights in their hands were the only source of light. In that kind of situation, Feng Bujue suddenly said something like that, and it caused goosebumps to crawl all over Flashes of Sword's body.
"It's already out!" Feng Bujue said again.
Blade Runner stood up and looked at Feng Bujue cautiously. He suspected that his teammate had been mentally corrupted or was hallucinating. He asked tentatively, "Brother Feng … What did you see?"
"I didn't see anything," Feng Bujue replied. "That thing is invisible!"
When Blade Runner heard that, he immediately dismissed his earlier thought. He suddenly realized what the mission was referring to. "Where is it?" Blade Runner used the flashlight to look around.
"You're asking me?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Don't the goggles you're wearing have any special visual enhancement?" Blade Runner didn't know the equipment attribute of the Eye of Hostility. He only guessed the effect when he saw Feng Bujue put it on when he encountered a monster.
"This thing depends on the target of the monster's aggro." Feng Bujue replied. "But first, I have to 'see' the monster. If I can't see the monster, it won't work." As he said that, he took off the Eye of Hostility and put it back into his inventory. "By the way, I can't detect the aggro target of the 'Bun-Bun Bug' outside the door. It seems to only attack creatures that come close to it indiscriminately."
Blade Runner moved carefully and inspected his surroundings. "There's no sound at all … Are you sure that thing didn't escape before you closed the door?"
"If it rushed to the door faster than me, it would have made some noise. If it wanted to be quiet, it couldn't have been faster than me," Feng Bujue replied.
"How do you know? What if it's fast and quiet? "Blade Runner asked.
"Of course … Then there's no need to catch it. It's a fast and quiet invisible creature. It can dance in circles around us now," Feng Bujue said. "Would the system let you catch something that is impossible to catch?"
"Then what do we do now?" Blade Runner asked. "It's inside this room. Can it understand our conversation?" His expression became nervous. "If it attacks us …"
Feng Bujue cut him off. "An invisible creature locked in a safe. Its height and weight is at most the level of a high school student. If it dares to come into contact with us …"
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from behind Feng Bujue. The next second, he felt something jump onto his shoulder. Then, two bony claws gripped his throat. There was no doubt that the monster was trying to strangle him to death.
Feng Bujue was a man who had lost his fear. This sudden attack not only did not stun him, it made every nerve in his body tense. Before his brain had time to come up with a countermeasure, his body had already instinctively moved. Feng Bujue raised his arms to grab the invisible monster on his shoulder. His 10 fingers dug deep into the monster's bare shoulders. The monster was in pain and had no choice but to release its claws on Feng Bujue's throat.
Breathing freely allowed Feng Bujue's stamina to rise. An extremely tense but strange battle began …
From Blade Runner's perspective, Feng Bujue was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly performed a performance art. He performed a zombie dance. The flashlight in his hand flew out. Then, he fell to the ground in a very comical position and wriggled around.
The situation was very complicated. Feng Bujue did not have the energy to speak. He had to be on guard against a pair of strong and agile claws attacking his throat. Almost every second, he was in a state of wrestling with the opponent. The invisible monster's body was slippery, but it was not the kind of wet disgusting feeling. It was only because it was naked. Its body size was just as Feng Bujue predicted. It was like a miniature version of a human. Its strength was very abnormal. It was almost on par with Feng Bujue.
"Brother Feng … you are …" Blade Runner walked over with the flashlight and shone it on Feng Bujue who was rolling on the ground.
"I … caught …" Feng Bujue's face was red. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. "It … caught …"
From Blade Runner's perspective, this one minute was inexplicable. To Feng Bujue, it was a silent and exhausting struggle. Fortunately, he had the upper hand in the end.
Feng Bujue used his knee to press against the monster's chest and used his hand to choke its throat. The advantage of his arm length and body size allowed him to temporarily suppress the monster. He could clearly feel that in the darkness, there was something else that was panting just like him. Its heart was also beating violently. This meant that the monster was just as exhausted as he was.
"This is …" Blade Runner tried to touch the monster with his hand and touched it. "It is really invisible …"
"Don't be long-winded. Hurry up and do it." Feng Bujue said. He knew very well that after the monster paused for a few seconds, it began to struggle violently again. Its claws grabbed Feng Bujue's arm. If it was not for the choking pressure on its throat and chest weakening its strength, Feng Bujue would not have been able to hold it down.
"Don't reach out. This monster has sharp teeth. Use your sword to chop off its head." Feng Bujue reminded again.
"Uh … where is its head?"
"My right hand is choking its neck. Above is its head."
"Understood." Blade Runner replied. He aimed at the position and raised his sword.
With a bang, something was split open. Feng Bujue only felt the two claws grabbing his arm suddenly tighten and then loosen. He understood that the monster was finished.
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