It's Black Goo-I Added a Lethal Dose of Black Goo!

The next day.

The static Stormfront, mixed with silica, raged for a full six hours before finally subsiding.

Captain Haneck immediately organized maintenance crews to go to the lower engine room to repair the core power cables.

On the other hand, the remaining members of the expedition team prepared to retrieve the two people who had been left behind at the ruins the day before.

This whole thing is both laughable and absurd.

A geologist and a botanist get lost in the ruins due to communication problems caused by an electrostatic Stormfront.

The personnel for this expedition remained unchanged, consisting of the same group as yesterday: Elizabeth, Ford, Charlie, and David.

But just as they were about to gather and set off, they were stopped by the assertive Vicks.

"Wait a moment."

Vicks's right cheek was swollen, drawing surprised glances from everyone. She suppressed her humiliation and tried to remain calm. "Besides you, there are a few other people... who will be joining this expedition."

"Ms. Vicks, is there anyone else here besides us?" Elizabeth asked, puzzled.

"It's me."

Suddenly, an aged voice came from the passageway.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and were surprised to see David pushing an elderly man in a wheelchair, with several unfamiliar faces around him.

"You are... Weyland?"

Elizabeth knew this investor, but she never expected that he had been hiding on the spaceship all along!

"Yes, I am Peter Weyland."

Weyland readily admitted, his eyelids half-closed. "I will be going into the ruins with you this time, and of course, this... my guest, Mr. Alvin Mr. Valshus."

"This..."

Elizabeth hesitated.

But Charlie, standing beside him, couldn't help but frown. "Mr. Weyland, we discovered these ruins. Are you planning to steal our spoils of victory?"

"Mr. Harlowy, please watch your words." Weyland didn't even lift an eyelid, and sneered, "If I hadn't sponsored two trillion and provided this spaceship, you would have spent your whole life in a cave studying the savages in the murals. So it's not robbery; it rightfully belongs to me."

A simple sentence left Charlie breathless and unsure how to respond.

"You can get ready now. We'll be leaving in fifteen minutes."

Weyland completely ignored Charlie, as if he were looking at a clown.

"Is this guy next to you your illegitimate child?"

To everyone's surprise, Charlie seemed a bit unconvinced and insisted on stepping forward.

Not daring to directly offend the major Weyland, he instead targeted Alvin, sarcastically remarking, "We're a professional research team. Hopefully, once you're inside, you won't be touching anything indiscriminately, lest you damage the ruins, kid."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the cabin immediately became much more tense.

Elizabeth keenly noticed that not only Vicks, but even Weyland and David, were all looking at Charlie with pity in their eyes.

Alvin couldn't be bothered with characters like clowns at all.

No wonder, out of so many people on the spaceship in the story, David chose him as the tool for the "Black Goo" experiment; he was just asking for death!

He insisted on being sarcastic and mocking David, but David retaliated without hesitation, feeding him "Black Goo" after he was mocked. He really brought trouble upon himself.

"Ha, what? Did I guess right?"

Charlie seemed to have found a "weak point," and ignoring Elizabeth's attempts to pull him back, his expression became even more excited.

"I hope you can stay this stubborn later, Dr. Harlowy."

Alvin glanced at him, then ignored the clown and turned to leave.

Charlie was clearly unconvinced and was about to retort.

But he was stopped by a cold, sinister gaze. Weyland's face darkened, and he said menacingly, "Charlie Harlowy, if you dare slander my guest again, I'll have them strip you naked and throw you outside. If you don't believe me, you can try!"

As someone in a high position, Weyland was certainly not joking!

If Charlie dares to utter another word of nonsense, he wouldn't mind dealing with this stupid idiot before even entering the ruins.

Seemingly sensing Weyland's undisguised killing intent, Charlie immediately shut his mouth. He dared not risk his life to gamble on whether Weyland would actually throw him out.

"I invested two trillion, not to listen to your nonsense, understand?" Although Weyland was already exhausted, his aura was still terrifying.

It was like a sick and weak tiger, but its eyes were still fierce and sharp.

Inside the cabin, absolute silence fell!

"Change your clothes, get ready to go."

Weyland gave Charlie a cold glance, secretly marking the guy as a dead man.

Even if the extraterrestrial life doesn't mind, he'll still get rid of this annoying, foul-mouthed, and stupid idiot after he finishes exploring the ruins.

Under Weyland's high pressure, the group changed into lightweight spacesuits, and after being disinfected in an airtight chamber, they embarked on their expedition.

Soon, they arrived back at the entrance to the ruins.

Having learned from their previous experience, the group quickly reached the depths of the ruins, the location they had explored before.

The overall style of the "ruins" looks very much like the intestines of some kind of creature.

Both in the passageways and on the ground, one can see traces of bio-technology, completely different from humans, seemingly mixed with a strange religious style!

Upon entering the ruins, Charlie eagerly removed his helmet, took a deep breath of the air in the passageway, and explained to Weyland, who was visiting for the first time, "The air here is perfectly suited for humans. Everyone can take off their helmets and feel the greatness of the Creator up close!"

David testified to his point. "The air here is indeed breathable."

However, Weyland, who should have trusted David, hesitated for a few seconds and did not remove his helmet immediately. Instead, he looked at Alvin, seemingly seeking his opinion.

Why are you looking at me?

Alvin asked in surprise, "You can pick them if you want, but I'm not. This is unknown territory. Who knows if there are any microorganisms in there? Since you're a scientific expedition team, surely you don't even have this much common sense?"

"You make a good point; it's always good to be cautious."

Weyland decisively gave up on removing his helmet and instead looked at the crowd who had all taken off their helmets. He suddenly felt like he had invested two trillion dollars only to be scammed by a bunch of idiots.

I turned around.

They discovered that, in addition to his girlfriend Elizabeth Shaw, the biologist Ford, and even the Bioroid David, everyone else had put their helmets back on.

Charlie's lips twitched, and he glared fiercely at Alvin, still refusing to wear a helmet. "I'll prove to you who's right, kid!"

After a brief disagreement, the group continued to explore the ruins.

Upon arriving at the location explored yesterday, they found a giant human face statue, bearing a striking resemblance to a human face. The entire room resembled some kind of storage room, filled with black jars.

Alvin, familiar with the plot, naturally knew that those black jars contained a virus powerful enough to destroy a planet... "Black Goo"!

"Nice one."

Alvin thought to himself.

Although "Black Goo" is dangerous, from a biological perspective, Black Goo greater purpose is not to destroy life, but to create it.

Actually, the Engineers in the movie didn't create the Black Goo to destroy life, but to use Black Goo to create their own god, Deacon!

Because of the overdevelopment of biotechnology, the Engineer race lost the ability to reproduce, so they split into two factions. One of the Engineers advocated using Black Goo to create their "creator".

The engineers firmly believed that Deacon's blood would restore their ability to reproduce. Meanwhile, the Space Jockey, the faction in the original story who sought to destroy humanity, used the Black Goo for destruction.

Ironically, the engineer who sought to create life failed to create Deacon before his death, while the Space Jockey, who was obsessed with destruction, ended up becoming the embryo that would give birth to Deacon by a twist of fate—a truly ironic situation.

Suddenly, just as everyone dispersed to explore the ruins...

Charlie, however, stood stiffly, as if he had completely lost consciousness, and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Charlie? Are you alright?"

Elizabeth, who was standing nearby, rushed to help Charlie up, but when she straightened his head and saw the thin tentacles covered with black lines, especially those wriggling like horsehair worms from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, she immediately let out a sharp popping sound!

"Ah--!"

A scream immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Shaw, are you alright? What happened?" Ford was one of only two women, and he had a good relationship with Elizabeth. Seeing her terrified expression, he immediately went to help her up.

But as he was helping Elizabeth up, by sheer coincidence, she turned and glanced at Charlie, her face turning deathly pale, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints, and she couldn't help but scream, "Ahhh..."

The Second Company screams made Weyland somewhat apprehensive.

But soon, Charlie, who had fallen, shakily stood up again, but his spine began to twist to an extreme degree, and his bones cracked and popped, as if something inside him was about to burst out!

"It shouldn't be this fast!"

Alvin was clearly surprised, but then seemed to guess the reason and looked at David, the culprit. "How much Black Goo did you feed him?"

"One bottle."

David smiled politely and said, "Originally, I intended to use him as a test subject, but since he offended you, I added a little more before he entered the airtight chamber."

Good heavens, a whole bottle!

David was so afraid that not a single drop would be enough that he added a lethal dose!

Charlie will probably never know that he was forced to die early because of his sharp tongue.

I have an embarrassing problem: my hemorrhoids have flared up. My drafts are almost used up, so I'm editing and coding at the same time. I'm trying my best to write 10,000 words a day, but I'm really unlucky. These past few days, I can't sit still, and walking hurts. My mind is constantly on my butt.