Brothers, We're Giving Birth to Xenomorphs

Chapter 5: Brothers, Time to Give Birth to Aliens

The pyramid is a triangular structure.

From top to bottom, the deeper the exploration goes, the more time it requires, as the internal space expands.

Fang Xiu uses the Subterranean Navigation Technique, starting from the second-floor equipment room and swimming rapidly downward.

When he reaches the third floor, he makes a rough estimate in his mind: it is about three thousand square meters, roughly half the size of an international standard soccer field.

Without a doubt, the fourth floor is certainly larger than the third, and by the time he reaches the very bottom, the area will be immensely vast.

"Click, click, click..."

At the base of the tower.

Thick stone slabs crack open in an orderly fashion.

Massive chains drag up a colossal monster.

Her entire body is covered in thick frost; she is the Alien Queen, who has been in a hundred-year slumber and has served as a reproductive machine for thousands of years.

However, having been forcibly awakened by lightning this time, the Queen, fed up with a life of enslavement, decides to change her circumstances and lets out a sharp, angry roar toward the sky.

Just in time... sound travels through solids much faster than through air. Deep underground, Fang Xiu, who feels like a dragon-slaying hero, pauses for a moment before adjusting his orientation to charge toward the source of the sound with greater precision.

"Crack!!"

Midway, the mechanical sound of gears turning reaches his ears again. The pyramid is transforming into a labyrinth, shifting disorderly like a Rubik's Cube.

Fang Xiu knows exactly what this means! The last Shoulder Cannon he left behind to buy time has been moved—perhaps by the indigenous characters, or, with a low probability, by a Yautja.

Temporary teammates... that is the most likely scenario.

"Almost there, almost there."

"I must seize the opportunity to hit a stationary target!!"

Suppressing these thoughts, Fang Xiu treats the thick stone slabs before him as if they were nothing. His chakra surges, and like a shark, he dives headfirst into the deeper reaches.

The Sacrificial Chamber.

The sound of gears turning echoes. Just as he steps inside, Sebastian, having correctly translated the meaning of the stone slabs, looks up in confusion. "What's happening?"

Before the words even leave his mouth, all the surrounding stone doors slam shut. The black woman acting as their guide reacts the fastest, yet she is still unable to escape.

Staring at the sealed chamber, the group looks at one another, momentarily at a loss for words.

Click, click, click!!

In front of each of the eight platforms meant for corpses, a circular hole cracks open, and an object half a meter high, looking like an egg, is pushed up.

"What is that?"

"I don't know."

A security guard draws a large-caliber rifle and cautiously approaches, staring intently at the cluster of strange eggs.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

Perhaps not wanting to shatter these mysterious objects of scientific value, the trigger is never pulled.

Until a female security officer seems to realize something, stares at Sebastian, and presses, "What did you call this place earlier?"

"The Sacrificial Chamber," the professor answers in a panic; he, too, senses that something is wrong.

As if in silent response, the objects, which resemble dinosaur eggs and are covered in slime, suddenly bloom like flower buds.

At the very front, a man holding a rifle instinctively retreats, but it is already too late. From the opening where the eggshell has cracked, a monster with eight legs—resembling a spider or a crab—and a long tail leaps out.

They have already scouted the surrounding energy signatures and selected their hosts...

"Ah! Woo! Woo!"

The first Facehugger to pounce successfully latches onto a face. It uses its eight legs to fix itself firmly onto the target, then wraps its tail around the man's neck to prevent itself from falling off.

At the same time, a potent biological anesthetic is released.

One host after another falls to the ground, unconscious on the spot. The occasional gunshot that rings out is merely a futile resistance.

And this is just the beginning. The conveyor belt on the stone beds begins to move again; the old eggs are sent away, and new Alien eggs immediately fill their places.

Bang, bang, bang... In the Weapon Hall located on the floor directly below, which is connected to the Sacrificial Chamber by a narrow ventilation shaft, the new Reincarnators hear the commotion. Daring not to argue further, they follow the lead of a burly Asian man in sunglasses, who is brandishing a plasma pistol, and sprint in one direction.

Click, click, click!!

Alas, the gears shift constantly, the rooms reorganize in succession, and doors open and close, quickly throwing their formation into chaos. The Reincarnators are almost forced to fight alone.

Rat-tat-tat-tat... The three Yautja undergoing their trial can no longer remain calm; they quicken their pace, charging straight toward the Weapon Hall.

Different factions, different mindsets.

The moment he emerges from his Subterranean Navigation, Fang Xiu, the lone wolf, leaps out like a shark breaking the surface of the sea, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Almost simultaneously, a dense, frantic rustling comes from ahead, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Facehuggers.

The slimy eggs are writhing madly!

Rat-Tiger-Dog-Ox-Rabbit-Tiger; he was not one of those natives with slow reflexes who would stand face-to-face with an enemy and fail to unleash an attack. He performed the six hand seals with pinpoint precision.

Jonin-level chakra surged through his body along a specific path, and at its peak, Fang Xiu suddenly opened his mouth.

--Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique! Like seeds of a balsam flower that fly outward at the slightest touch, the flames spat from his mouth instantly scattered in all directions.

It is worth mentioning that all the flames were controlled by chakra, making them far from easy to dodge.

Screech! Screech!

Under the precision strike, dark green liquid splattered everywhere, and the Facehuggers that had yet to break out of their shells let out sharp, dense, and chilling cries.

Of course, there were also Facehuggers that broke free from their eggs the instant the ninjutsu was released.

However, before their eight long legs could even fully straighten, they were struck down by the Phoenix Sage Fire.

Subsequently, the highly corrosive acidic blood was evaporated by the high heat.

Not a single danger could get within half a step of Fang Xiu.

But Fang Xiu did not dare to slack off; his hand seal speed was so fast that it left afterimages in the air. "Lightning Style: Four Pillar Bind!"

A rumbling sound echoed through the lowest level of the pyramid as four stone pillars flickering with lightning rose from the ground.

Between them, deep blue energy flickered back and forth, looking like serpentine creatures coiling through the void.

The giant eggs in the distance were hard-controlled, unable to stir or respond to the Alien Queen's roars, and they gradually turned charred black, losing all signs of life...

--The Main God announced.

[Killed Facehugger *45, obtained 1125 reward points]

The wristwatch updated in real-time.

"Failed to obtain a side quest."

His tone was filled with regret.

As he spoke, Fang Xiu jumped onto one of the stone pillars and lifted his gaze slightly, staring at the behemoth in front of him--

The Queen.

The ruling class of the Alien social structure, which lays many Alien eggs to increase the population of its species.

However... the newborn guards had yet to crawl out of their hosts, and for now, only the man and the beast stared at each other, the latter unable to move freely--

It was bound by a large number of chains, shackles, and its own bloated egg sac.

"Fortunately, you will definitely drop gold coins."

Against the backdrop of the lightning, Fang Xiu looked handsome and upright, but he did not form hand seals to release the strongest ninjutsu he could currently master--Majestic Destroyer Flame or Majestic Flame Destroyer Arrow.

Likewise, what appeared in his hands was not a shuriken, but two plasma guns...

BOOM!!

As the triggers were pulled, air waves exploded, and severed limbs and acid sprayed wildly.