Respect Personal Choice, Let Go of the Urge to Help

The lethal amount of Black Goo corrodes at an alarming rate.

In just a few minutes, Charlie became inhuman; his entire head swelled up, especially his frontal bone, where a fleshy growth appeared, as if something had been stuffed inside.

The skin was stretched almost transparent by that fleshy growth.

The blood vessels and veins were clearly visible, like a thin membrane. Even inside the swollen tumor, something strange seemed to be slowly wriggling!

This scene is absolutely chilling!

"Aaaaaaahh..."

Charlie let out a painful howl, clutching his head, which was several times larger than normal and resembled a tumor, and staggered as if he were about to walk towards the crowd.

"Help... help me..."

At this moment, Charlie looked exactly like a zombie from a movie.

His face was distorted due to swelling, but the fear in his eyes was clearly visible.

He tried to call for help from his companions.

However, the monstrous appearance of the infected creature caused even the beloved Elizabeth Shaw to stagger back several steps, her face filled with horror.

"No, don't come any closer!"

In his panic, biologist Ford grabbed a large jar of Black Goo next to him and threw it over.

Bang!

The black jar shattered, and the liquid inside spilled onto Charlie.

Alvin, noticing what was happening, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and muttered to himself, "Good heavens."

As if afraid that little bit wasn't enough, they poured the whole can over it. Was this some kind of revenge?

"Aaaaaaah!"

Having already ingested a large amount of Black Goo, and now with another layer applied externally, Charlie let out a piercing scream.

"Run, Shaw!" Ford grabbed the still-dazed Elizabeth and ran towards David and the others. "Help, help!"

Even Weyland, who was used to big scenes, was startled by the sudden situation. "Quick, let's go!"

"No, don't go! Don't leave me alone!"

Although Charlie has lost his human form due to the corrosive effects of the Black Goo, he still seems to retain a sliver of consciousness.

"Elizabeth, save me. Save me." Driven entirely by the instinct for survival, Charlie turned to the only person he trusted for help.

Looking at the swollen tumor on Charlie's forehead, the size of a basketball, and at Charlie's pleading expression, Elizabeth felt a pang of heartache, and a hint of reluctance appeared in her eyes.

"No, no, we can't just leave him like this!" Her mind, initially consumed by fear, was instantly flooded with love. The female doctor suddenly stopped and declared righteously to the crowd, "Charlie is still conscious! If we can get him back to the spaceship, there's definitely a way to save him!"

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of shock.

Especially the way Weyland looked at him, as if he were an idiot. "You're going to take him back to the spaceship?"

Based solely on the current situation, Charlie has been infected with an unknown virus in the alien ruins. Bringing him back to the spaceship rashly would most likely result in the entire crew perishing!

But Elizabeth, blinded by love, still tried to argue. "The spaceship has an airtight compartment. We can disinfect him and then use the fully automated medical bay to treat Charlie. He's still conscious; there's definitely hope, Mr. Weyland!"

However, the clear-headed Weyland resolutely refused. "No, we absolutely cannot let him board the spaceship!"

"Mr. Weyland!"

Elizabeth persisted, arguing, "We can't abandon Charlie, that's not fair!"

"Fairness? You're talking to us about fairness?" Weyland was almost laughing in anger. He said coldly, "Harrowie acted on his own initiative, insisting on removing his helmet and getting infected with the unknown virus in the ruins. He brought it on himself. Why should we all pay the price for his recklessness?"

Ford chimed in quietly, "Yeah, we don't need to let Harlowe's problem cause an accident for all of us, do we?"

"But."

Elizabeth bit her lip, still stubbornly insisting, "It's not necessarily a problem with the ruins. We all took off our helmets yesterday, didn't we?"

"I don't care, and I don't want to know why, Dr. Elizabeth."

Weyland's attitude was extremely firm. A terrifying aura erupted from his seemingly aged and frail body, and his chilling voice was like a knife. "I will absolutely not allow any accident to happen to the Prometheus. As the investor, I must be responsible for the safety of everyone on board!"

Anyone with eyes could see that Charlie Harlowe, infected with the unknown virus, had no chance of surviving.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance that the fully automated medical pod could save Charlie, Weyland wouldn't allow such a potential threat to appear on the Prometheus!

For the sake of the Prometheus, and for the lives of everyone on board, we must eliminate all potential dangers!

However, in the midst of the argument...

Charlie, however, underwent another unexpected change.

The spine seemed to be affected by some internal force, resulting in a twist that completely defied biology, and the bones throughout the body crackled like firecrackers.

Then, on his forehead, inside the swollen, transparent tumor, something seemed to be a soft-bodied creature struggling frantically outwards, as if trying to tear off the entire Human Skin!

This horrifying scene effectively silenced Elizabeth.

But then, Charlie, like a reptilian creature, slithered rapidly toward them with extremely strange movements.

"Kill him, David!"

Weyland gave the order sternly.

David, standing nearby, drew his pulse gun from his waist, but the mutated "Charlie" was already moving faster than human limits.

With just one lunge, he sent David flying.

The immense force even shattered the glass of David's helmet, causing his chest to cave in.

If it were a normal person, this blow would probably be fatal.

Charlie's next target was none other than the disabled Weyland.

"Help me, sir, help me!" Weyland screamed in terror, placing all his hopes on the "alien life form" beside him.

Weyland was crucial to the future plans, so Alvin naturally wouldn't let him die. He drew his Bolter, aimed with the armor's assistance, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A burst of intense fire erupted from the exaggerated muzzle of the gun.

The explosive bomb, carrying immense kinetic energy, easily tore "Charlie" apart, dragging him backward as flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Elizabeth.

The excruciating pain seemed to bring "Charlie" back to a tiny bit of his sanity.

But half of his body had been blasted into a bloody pulp by the explosives. He could only struggle and crawl using his upper body, casting a pitiful glance at Elizabeth with his completely mutated head.

As expected of the Black Goo that can produce "Xenos" creatures, its vitality is indeed tenacious, almost comparable to the "mushroom" next door.

Alvin's second shot was aimed at the head. "But without the head, it should stop, right?"

"No, Charlie!"

Suddenly, Elizabeth, as if she had taken the wrong medicine, lunged forward and blocked Alvin.

"Don't shoot! Charlie's still conscious!"

God knows if this female PhD student's brain is filled with feces.

Even at this point, they're still insisting that Charlie can be saved.

"You can't kill him!" Elizabeth glared at Alvin, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Charlie is calling me, which means he's still conscious! You're killing him!"

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"Charlie," now only his upper body, struggled to approach the group.

"Fine, since that's the case, I'll grant your wish!"

Alvin was getting impatient; Elizabeth's stupidity was simply unbelievable.

He raised his leg and kicked Eliza in the stomach. The powerful momentum sent her flying, landing right next to "Charlie," whom she had been longing for.

"Dr. Elizabeth, I respect your choice. Since you insist on going to save them, I can only wish you good luck and hope you get along well."

Respect individual choices and set aside the urge to help others.

Since Elizabeth insisted on rescuing Charlie, he naturally had to show her respect.

Then, as if nothing had happened, Alvin turned to David and asked, "Did you find the way?"

David's eye twitched slightly as he glanced at Elizabeth, who had been thrown to the ground, a hint of regret in his eyes. But he quickly regained his composure. "Found it, sir. There's a way in here."

As he spoke, he pressed the button next to him.

A tightly closed door opened, Alvin stepped in first, followed by Weyland and the medical staff.

David glanced at the dazed Ford, his brow furrowing slightly. "Dr. Ford, are you going to stay?"

"Ah?"

Ford looked a little stunned. "Is it... not a good idea for us to do this?"

Upon hearing this, Alvin, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around and stared at her. "How about I take you there too?"

"No need, thank you!"

Ford shuddered and hurriedly followed.

She's perfectly sane; she doesn't want to pay for other people's mistakes, and she certainly doesn't want to die with Elizabeth.

"No! Help me!!!"

At that moment, Elizabeth's piercing scream rang out.

Ford trembled with fear and looked back to see "Charlie" calling out Elizabeth's name, his entire body pressing down on Elizabeth. The swollen, tumor-like creature inside had broken through the skull!

A foul-smelling, viscous substance was splashed onto Elizabeth's helmet, and the high-strength helmet glass was corroded by the liquid, creating a hole!

The creature that emerged from "Charlie's" skull was some kind of soft-bodied creature, like a slippery gray loach, desperately trying to crawl into Elizabeth's mouth through the helmet's opening.

"Aaaaaaahh..."

Elizabeth screamed and struggled, grabbed a nearby rock, and smashed it hard against "Charlie's" head!

At this moment, what lover? What consciousness? What Charlie?

All of that was left behind; only an overwhelming will to survive remained!

His already fragile head was instantly smashed!

Elizabeth seized the opportunity to break free of control and, as if possessed, began to hurl stones at Charlie repeatedly.

He was screaming like a madman, as if he were going insane. "Die! Die! Die!!!"

Once, twice, ten times...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Charlie's head was smashed into a pulp.

The strange, soft-bodied creature inside also met its fate, being smashed into a pulp by Elizabeth.

However, the splashed liquid corroded the spacesuit.

Elizabeth's face was half-covered in liquid, corroded and bloody, looking extremely horrifying!

Looking at Elizabeth, who seemed possessed by a goddess of war, David remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Brilliant!"

If I could get a leave slip, I would definitely take the day off today. My hemorrhoids are hurting too much. There should be another chapter later, but it might be close to midnight. Please understand, thank you.

By the way, could you please give me a monthly pass or something?