Hey, Man!

In the chaotic laboratory, the scene was difficult to look at directly.

Instruments were carelessly strewn across the lab benches, papers and documents lay scattered on the floor, and the entire space was filled with the tense atmosphere of a recent battle.

The head of the Synthetic Human, David, was casually tossed on the ground, his expression frozen in a final moment of terror, as if recounting the horrific events that had just transpired.

On the floor of the lab, four Alien corpses lay haphazardly, their bodies covered in the marks of fists.

These powerful extraterrestrial creatures, once the source of countless people's fear, were now discarded here like trash, their blood and bodily fluids corroding the floor and emitting a pungent odor.

The person responsible for all of this stood in the center of the laboratory, his figure appearing particularly solitary in the dim light.

His body was stained with Alien blood, but he seemed not to care.

He lowered his head, intently studying the Reincarnation Watch on his wrist.

His eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.

"Er Niu is dead?!"

"He enhanced his Werewolf bloodline, spent so many points, and he's dead?!"

Er Niu's sudden death left Da Qiang feeling somewhat bewildered.

Da Qiang could handle up to five Aliens simultaneously.

He would only be in danger when facing ten or more, or creatures of the Alien Queen's caliber.

Er Niu's physical body wasn't as monstrous as Da Qiang's.

But under the effect of the Werewolf bloodline, even if Er Niu were surrounded by five Aliens, he could escape with his powerful vitality.

"Could he have encountered the Alien Queen?"

"Didn't that idiot know how to run?! What a fool!" Da Qiang's anger reached its peak, his emotions erupting like a volcano as he punched the wall.

With a bang, Da Qiang's fist actually punched through the solid wall, sending碎石 and dust flying!

It took at least three Horror Film reincarnations for the Farming Team to cultivate a teammate.

Someone like Er Niu, whose background was well known, was an extremely valuable asset to Da Qiang.

"He just died just like that!?"

"What a waste! I shouldn't have bothered with him!"

"If the Reward Points he used were given to me, my Toguro Enhancement..."

Er Niu's death brought both sorrow and joy.

In the captain's cabin of the Covenant, Meng Yao saw the news of Er Niu's death and was so happy that she gave the white-haired old man next to Black Girl a kiss on the cheek!

The old man was stunned!

How did the woman who had just been like a devil suddenly become so bashful?

Meng Yao seemed to have activated something. She whispered a few words into the white-haired old man's ear and then instructed Black Girl, "Your mission is to rescue Daniels, understood?"

Black Girl glanced at Captain Oram, who was barely clinging to life in the medical bay. She swallowed, "Y-yes, understood..."

After giving all the instructions, Meng Yao pulled the white-haired old man and rushed towards a distant cabin.

***

"When you go back today, you must remind your fathers!"

"Recently, this scam of seducing lonely elderly people and marrying them for green cards has become particularly prevalent in the neighboring state. You must be vigilant!"

"Did you all hear that!?"

The white volunteer auntie in the community repeated herself earnestly, while a group of middle-aged people playing on their phones on the grass nodded dismissively.

Stephen Fang, wearing a mask and a sun hat, handed out pamphlets, muttering:

"Sometimes I think, if only I were a woman, it would be so easy for them to get status. I wouldn't have to hide like this..."

After handing out the pamphlets, Stephen Fang walked towards the white auntie.

After asking for thirty dollars, Stephen Fang nodded in thanks, "God bless you!"

Having earned thirty dollars for his hard work, Stephen Fang immediately headed to the street on the other side without stopping.

After giving a raggedly dressed black man three dollars to hold his place, he joined the line.

About ten minutes later, he arrived at several food trucks.

"God bless you!"

"God bless you!"

"God bless you!"

He said polite words to everyone he met. The Koreans distributing the relief meals enjoyed being blessed and gave him much more food than they gave others.

Holding a large plate of food, Stephen Fang turned into a nearby alley.

He smiled at the scavengers lying in the alley, "Got food again! Brothers!"

A very thin Chinese young man glanced at the food on Stephen Fang's plate and said disdainfully, "Is this all they're giving today? The Koreans are so stingy! It's not even half of what the white masters give!"

Stephen Fang sat down and picked up some kimchi with his chopsticks, putting it in his mouth with rice. "You think I want to eat this? It's just that this is all there is today!"

"I, the Gold Medal Lecturer, am definitely not eating it," the thin man said, pulling a bottle of cola from a discarded refrigerator. "You must be really hungry! You've never had good food!"

"Back in the day, on this street, I ate and took whatever I wanted!"

His face was full of pride. "In the end, we used milk for baths! There was so much stuff we couldn't even finish it!"

"Couldn't finish it my ass! It was all stuff about to expire." Stephen Fang spat out a piece of pickled vegetable leaf. "Bro, I can't keep going. When is this going to end? We're not living like humans."

"Isn't this pretty good? We have food and drink," the thin man pulled a piece of chocolate from his sock. "It's just that we don't have a place to live. If you can't handle it, go find a restaurant kitchen and wash dishes."

"I'm not going there. Is that something a human does? You don't know..."

As the two were talking, there was a loud bang at the entrance of the alley! It startled both of them.

"What's going on?"

Following the sound of a car alarm, the two bold individuals poked their heads out of the alley.

When they cautiously peered out, they were completely shocked by the sight before them!

A truck was smashed flat, with metal fragments and broken glass scattered everywhere.

"What the f*ck! What happened!?" The Gold Medal Lecturer stared at the truck in front of him, stepping back in bewilderment.

And from this pile of wreckage, a figure in a red and yellow steel suit slowly stood up.

The man's body was encased in an advanced steel suit, its surface shimmering with high-tech light. Although some areas were dented and scratched, it still couldn't hide his powerful presence.

His movements seemed a bit clumsy, clearly affected by the impact, but he still stood up strongly, covering his head with his steel glove and checking his condition.

Upon seeing this man, Stephen Fang's eyes widened!

He could hardly believe his eyes!

The guy who had smashed the truck to pieces, wasn't he the Iron Man he had seen countless times on the movie screen!?

Tony Stark shook his head and muttered to himself, "Looks like I need to keep researching the icing situation after 85,000 feet..."

After saying this, he noticed the two people staring at him. "Guys, please forget all of this."

Just as he was about to take off again, the Gold Medal Lecturer immediately stopped Iron Man. "Hey! Hey! Wait! Wait!"

He pointed at the truck, which was smashed into a metal pancake and had nothing to do with him. "You owe me money, man!"