I train Batman in a horror world

Chapter 87 Alien

"Dead?"

When Bruce returned to the planet, he was in the very spot where he had been attacked by the swarm of facehuggers.

Aside from the corpses of several facehuggers he had killed with his own hands, a facehugger that had attacked him also died.

"Ugh, how disgusting!" Foul, perched on his shoulder, looked with utter disgust at the off-white insect carcass on the soil.

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Bruce used the dagger he had brought to easily knock over the facehugger's corpse.

While remaining vigilant, he noticed that the facehugger's corpse looked just like...

"I'm brave, I'll go first!" Fu Er shouted, and was about to crawl into the flesh-colored hole!

"What are you doing?!"

Bruce quickly stopped the guy!

"I'll scout ahead first," Fowle said.

"Go to hell!" Bruce couldn't help but sweep the guy away.

The facehugger corpse showed no signs of life.

Even so, Bruce still couldn't touch it himself, for fear of contracting some strange disease.

"So he died after his parasitism failed?"

Bruce began to think, "Or is parasitism its only purpose, and will it die regardless of success or failure?"

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"Most importantly, what will happen after the parasite successfully infests the host?"

After saying that, Bruce looked around at his surroundings.

It was already evening.

He was in a forest, surrounded by darkness, with only scattered starlight, which seemed to be some kind of glowing insect.

Apart from that, there are no other light sources.

Lighting a fire is definitely not a good option.

Because in this way, he will only become the brightest presence in the darkness.

"What's next?" Foul asked, chewing on a fried chicken stick.

"Could you please stop eating right now? It's making a lot of noise, all that crunching and smacking," Bruce said, displeased.

He took out the gloves he had brought, put them on, and carefully lifted the facehugger's corpse into the bag.

Although this move is dangerous, it is a necessary measure.

Bruce sees himself as a dry sponge, desperately needing all knowledge.

"Admit it, you're just craving it!"

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After collecting the insect corpses, Bruce began a new search.

He moved through the woods like a stealthy cat, trying his best to avoid making any noise.

If I had to describe how the surrounding environment made him feel at that moment...

Bruce believes he might be in the Amazon rainforest on Earth?

Of course, he has never been to the Amazon rainforest and cannot make a complete comparison between the two.

After walking for about ten minutes, Bruce suddenly stopped beside a tree.

"Why did it stop?" Foul asked, puzzled.

"There are scratches here; there might be danger ahead."

Bruce took out a small flashlight, and with a snap, the light illuminated the conspicuous scratch marks on the tree.

These look like scratches made by a brown bear.

In short, it was very powerful.

"I really hate quiet." Foul's gaze didn't linger on the scratch for long.

"Just don't eat anything."

Bruce looked away and walked forward more carefully.

He had two thoughts about the scratch mark.

First, it could be a warning left by the creature, alerting other creatures that this is its territory.

Ok.

The second idea didn't require any further thought.

two......

Because Bruce had already seen the corpse of a creature.

The carcass was not a brown bear, as initially thought.

It is a creature that looks very much like a rhinoceros.

Unlike the rhinoceros, it has two fan-shaped, shell-like, hard armor plates on its head, resembling knives and axes.

So the scratches on the tree's surface were caused by it hitting the tree?

Bruce suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't analyze everything here in the usual way?

"This is terrible! An animal has died right in front of us! What if the animal protection association comes after us?!" Foul yelled!

"Fine, you can just keep eating."

Bruce started walking toward the corpse, and then noticed that there were many small lizard-like creatures nearby, gnawing on the carcass of the enormous creature.

Upon seeing their arrival, they all began to bar their fangs and hiss frantically!

"Sizzle—"

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Bruce unleashed a burst of lightning, instantly sending an attacking lizard flying.

With a squeak, the lizard fell to the ground, steaming from its body.

In an instant, the surrounding creatures scattered like a tide, running away incredibly fast.

Bruce did not let his guard down.

However, just as he was about to walk towards the corpse, he suddenly noticed a familiar insect corpse lying not far away.

"A facehugger?"

Bruce crouched down and found that the insect's corpse had been flattened into a meat patty, as if it had been stomped to death, and its death was extremely gruesome.

He took out the collected facehugger corpses and made a comparison.

It has been confirmed that they are the same type of insect.

Then he glanced at the corpse of the large creature.

There was a gruesome wound on the abdomen of the corpse, as if something had been forced out of its belly!

It bursts out of the chest!

Seeing this, Bruce frowned even more deeply.

"Any ideas?" Foll asked curiously, noticing Bat Boy's furrowed brows.

"This creature's skin has many hard, keratinous layers covering it, making it look like it's wearing a suit of armor," Bruce said.

"So?" Foul asked.

"so...

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Bruce approached the corpse; the stench of blood was overwhelming and quite unpleasant.

"Its death did not come from the outside, but from within."

"Let me tell you something you don't know," Foul rolled his eyes.

Bruce didn't speak, but continued to carefully examine the opening in the corpse's abdomen.

Judging from the extent of the damage to the carcass, which has not yet been devoured by other predators, something inside was forcibly tearing at its internal organs, and finally, when the time was right, it suddenly burst out of the body.

It delivered a fatal blow to this enormous creature, which was tough on the outside but fragile on the inside.

"It was made by this bug."

Bruce picked up the bag, and inside lay a facehugger curled up in a ball.

"What exactly did it give birth to?" Bruce couldn't help but wonder.

Despite its small size, it poses a terrifying threat!

What if it were you in that situation?

If you are successfully parasitized by the other party and are not dealt with in time, the consequences will most likely be no different from the fate of this behemoth!

only..

Bruce stared intently at the facehugger's corpse. "This should only be its second stage. The first stage is the hatching of the eggs, the second stage is the transformation into a worm, and as for the third stage?"

He couldn't help but glance at the gruesome gash again.

"What exactly was the creature that emerged from its body?"

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Followed by all the reasoning about Bat Boy, he was very satisfied and couldn't help but tug at the handsome young man's cheek.

This angered the latter, who immediately slapped it away in displeasure.

"In fact, the ruptured state is only its third form," Fore said.

"Then the fourth form should need time to develop, right?" Bruce asked.

"A clever kid."

Bruce suddenly declared with certainty, "Judging from the manner of this corpse's death, it's clear that its growth rate was just as fast as its parasitic growth rate!"

Such a rapid growth rate.

Bruce simply couldn't comprehend the creature's so-called fourth form.

What does it look like?!

"What are you planning to write in your biology journal this time?" the bat asked.

"I haven't seen it yet, I don't know what it looks like," Bruce sighed.

"I have a suggestion."

"What?"

"How about calling it Alien?"

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