Wang Zhen had two little problems to solve if he wanted to sneak off and solo the Xenomorphs right under the noses of the old fox and the human-shaped computer.
He meant that literally. They really were two little problems.
First, how could Wang Zhen slip away smoothly in front of the old fox and the human-shaped computer without being noticed or arousing suspicion?
Second, how could he solo the monsters? After all, in the movie, this spaceship had four men and one woman, including the heroine, Ripley... as well as a cat and an android!
That was right!
There were only five living people and one android aboard this spaceship! If the plot hadn't changed, then only one Xenomorph Sentinel, adept at stealth attacks, would appear. That made sense. Given the Xenomorphs' combat strength, one more would mean there could be no sequel, because everyone would die instead of Ripley surviving the events of the movie with a Xenomorph parasite inside her!
Now, with their group here and eleven new arrivals added, the plot world would definitely have to change. One Xenomorph would be at a disadvantage. The plot world probably wouldn't play by any rules: there was a fifty percent chance that the crew would all become Xenomorph hosts, and a thirty percent chance that all eleven newcomers and the crew would become hosts.
That meant either four Xenomorphs of unknown types or fifteen. And there was one more thing to watch out for: a Cat Xenomorph!
When Wang Zhen had decided to solo the Xenomorphs, he'd been pretty confident. But now that he'd carefully worked out how many might appear, even he, with his cheats, felt the pressure mounting!
What made him most wary wasn't the unknown types. It was the Xenomorph whose host was definitely a cat!
As a veteran assassin who'd started carrying out assassination missions at the age of ten, no one understood better than he did how terrifying a killer with expert combat skills and the size of a child could be. If that Xenomorph grew using a cat's genes as its template, the result would inevitably be a fusion of one of the land mammals best adapted for hunting—the feline—and a powerful predatory Xenomorph: an almost perfect killer.
"If something like that really shows up, I'll have to prepare for it in advance. Otherwise, I'll die a miserable death!" Wang Zhen didn't want to see this unusual Xenomorph appear, but the Main God had always been like this: the more you didn't want to see something, the more certain you were to see it!
So Wang Zhen was almost certain the Cat Xenomorph would show up. He just didn't know when, where, or how.
Wang Zhen carefully studied the instant Transmutation Circles he could use, trying to find a way to deal with the Xenomorphs.
"Wang Zhen, hurry up! I heard someone screaming up ahead! Something must've happened!" Zheng Zha patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder, then ran out the door. The others hurried after him.
Zheng Zha's slap broke Wang Zhen's train of thought. He could only shrug and bring up the rear at a leisurely pace.
"These bodies are clearly crew members, and with those screams up ahead... Looks like it's the second scenario. It'll be a lot easier to leave later." Wang Zhen looked at the four bodies the others had stepped over, especially the gaping holes in their chests and abdomens, and couldn't help feeling a little weighed down.
When everyone reached the place where the screams had come from, Zheng Zha, who'd been leading the charge, abruptly stopped. He turned and ran to the nearby corner, bent over, and vomited.
The three behind him, including Chu Xuan, wore the poker faces of professionals. Crouching in a pool of blood splashed everywhere, they turned over fragments of flesh and blood. The scattered body parts and organs varied in size, some as large as a head, others as small as a hand. They looked fresh, clearly just torn apart and chewed up. Wang Zhen had been a professional assassin for nine years and seen more than enough corpses, but this scene was even bloodier than a slaughterhouse. It was his first time seeing anything like it!
It was his first time, but Wang Zhen wasn't particularly bothered. At most, he felt a little wistful. No matter how intelligent it was, a Beast was still a Beast. Killing and eating someone was one thing—even if it ended up on a table, it would just be messy. But making the entire room look like this was too much. It was worse than the most destructive husky!
That didn't stop Wang Zhen from hurrying after Zheng Zha to the opposite corner, one hand against the wall and the other on his leg, dry-heaving!
Since Wang Zhen wasn't actually feeling sick, he couldn't vomit his guts out. He didn't want to make himself throw up, either; that would be miserable. So he simply demonstrated how to fake dry heaving quickly and convincingly.
Fortunately, Zhan Lan and Li Shuaixi joined the vomiting crowd soon afterward, and Wang Zhen's dry heaving didn't attract any attention.
"Do you really have to make such a big production out of throwing up? How much did you eat before coming here? A couple of heaves should be enough to make your point! Sure, it's a bit graphic, and the smell's a little strong, but it's no big deal. You've seen Resident Evil. You played a game of survival tag with all those zombies—haven't you gotten used to it yet?" As Wang Zhen dry-heaved now and then, he watched the others from the corner of his eye. Seeing Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan, and Li Shuaixi vomiting their guts out, he couldn't help grumbling to himself.
And it wasn't like Wang Zhen was wrong. Dry-heaving a few times was fine, but if you kept at it, you could easily end up actually vomiting!
That would ruin their image and could affect the fight that was about to begin!
"Good grief! Just look at that! There's a reason Xenomorphs are hailed as perfect predators! The damn thing actually snuck up on us!" As Wang Zhen grumbled, he suddenly sensed a savage, murderous presence across from him!
At the same time, a dark-red, cordlike muscle as thick as an arm shot out from the far end of the dim corridor!
At its tip was a bizarre, open hole edged with sharp teeth.
Then, as if it met no resistance at all, the strange thing easily pierced Li Shuaixi, who was crouched there vomiting.
For a moment, everyone was stunned!
The strange thing stuck out of his chest. Li Shuaixi, an ordinary middle school student with just a bit of common sense, was in pain and terrified. He went limp and collapsed onto the floor, letting out a piercing scream. In an instant, the strange thing unleashed tremendous force and rapidly retracted, dragging Li Shuaixi with it!
Wang Zhen had sensed it, but he was too far away. Unless he revealed his ability to use instant Transmutation Circles, there was no way he could save Li Shuaixi.
What kind of person was Wang Zhen?
How could he expose his real trump card to save a stranger?
Instead, Wang Zhen quickly sensed his surroundings, especially behind him! This was the first time he'd realized just how terrifying an alien creature like the Xenomorph could be. It could hide and attack without warning, and even launch long-range attacks like this. Unless you had sharp senses and spotted it ahead of time, this kind of ambush was almost guaranteed to hit!
That was why Wang Zhen focused on sensing what was behind him. If a Beast managed to sneak up behind a professional assassin and attack, that would be quite a sight!
A real joke, in fact!
"Shit, so there really is more than one!"
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