Alien Executioner

"Maybe the flower shop betrayed the cooperation." Jiu Ye seemed to be talking about something unimportant. After the elevator stabilized and opened, he followed Cage out.

It was a solid alloy door. Cage entered the password, but the door had not opened yet. However, he was not in a hurry, but waited silently.

The password is designed in such a way that even if the password is correct, you have to wait for one minute. There is no delay. If an unaware executive still does not see the device open after entering the correct password, he will question whether he has entered the password correctly and will re-enter it. When the password is entered for the second time within this minute, regardless of whether it is correct, the alarm program will be activated immediately and the device will be locked.

The door slowly opened, and the first thing that came into view was not the laboratory, but two guards, who were also artificial aliens.

A bald man walked out from behind the guard. He was wearing a blood-stained white coat, and his gloves, which should have been pure white, were bright red as if they were soaked in blood.

There was a flash of haze behind the man's glasses.

"Doctor." Cage introduced to Jiu Ye.

The man called Doctor glanced at Jiu Ye and nodded slightly. He didn't seem to be afraid of the members of the Alphabet Organization.

The driver who was supporting Jiu Ye let go of his hand and watched the old man pass the doctor and look at the grand experimental base behind him.

"Is that a fallen angel?" he said, looking up.

It was a huge culture chamber located at the very center and top of the laboratory. Green liquid soaked the soft, heart-like object. It was still beating, constantly emitting bubbles.

The culture chamber is connected to countless black pipes, and the pipes are connected to several culture chambers below. Behind it is a database with data running on the screen. The rows of culture chambers are filled with successful products of artificial aliens.

But the laboratory is not quiet, because there is a passage at the back that connects to the cells, which is also the room for experimental subjects.

There were still some failed products imprisoned there, and their mad roars were accompanied by the harsh sound of their claws rubbing against steel.

Chapter 11 Blood of the Ancient God

It was three o'clock in the morning and the aliens in the laboratory should have been asleep.

As the product of the failure of artificial aliens, they were given a name by the doctor and called aliens. They have completely lost human characteristics and are like mindless beasts.

They should have been sleeping, but they were awakened by the attraction of the powerful Devouring Sorrow.

Originated from Jiu Ye.

The doctor took him to his room, which was a small tea room with a coffee table, two chairs, and two opened bottles of red wine.

"It seems like you knew I would come from the beginning." Jiu Ye sat down slowly and started teasing.

The doctor just chuckled and poured him a glass of wine.

"In the past, it was Cage who drank with me, and it was also him who opened the bottle. This was all prepared by him."

"How long have you been following him?"

"Three years? Maybe five, I can't remember."

The doctor drank it all in one gulp, put the glass down gently, looked at Jiu Ye for a long time, and shrugged as if in surrender.

"I mean it, I don't remember."

"I know who you are, but other people don't. No one believes that there are really dead souls in the world." Jiu Ye didn't drink.

He looked the Doctor in the face and said:

"If I compare you with Weihausen... that would be really unfair to you. You two are not from the same era."

"Phagocytes bring infinite possibilities." The doctor seemed to acknowledge Jiu Ye's conjecture.

Infinite possibilities... including resurrection? Jiu Ye didn't know, he knew that his judgment was correct, the man in front of him escaped from the hands of death.

No one knows where the phagocytes actually came from. All we know is that it was a meteorite four hundred years ago, and then the alien species appeared quietly.

But he didn't care about these. He came to chat with the doctor because he found out his secret, but he had another purpose for coming here.

Jiu Ye took out a transparent bag from his pocket with great effort. The bag was tightly closed and contained a pool of black liquid.

The doctor took a glance and acted calmly, as if he had known something for a long time.

"I would like you to study these things." Jiu Ye handed the transparent bag to the doctor.

"What is it?"

"What Naya left behind after his death is amazing, isn't it?"

He suddenly poked the bag with his finger, and the liquid inside began to wriggle like a transparent worm.

The liquid suddenly came alive, and this kind of thing naturally aroused the doctor's interest, even if his emotions seemed fake.

"Incredible," he praised. "I thought I would never see this again."

"Oh?"

"I don't even need to study it - because I have studied it thoroughly. I call it the blood of the ancient gods."

"Is it something that can become a 'follower'?" Jiu Ye stood up and stared at the doctor.

"Yes. If an alien drinks it, it will be able to avoid the madness brought about by the devouring transformation. It can maintain sanity during the devouring transformation and avoid becoming a monster."

"She is an ancient god?"

"To be precise, the ancient god is the meteorite. He died four hundred years ago, and blood flowed when the meteorite shattered."

"Incredible."

Is there anything weirder in the world than a stone that bleeds?

"In short, the liquid was preserved. It wasn't much, but most of it fell into the hands of the aliens, who drank it. After discovering the benefits of the liquid, they named it, so there were many followers in that era."

"So what exactly is she?" Jiu Ye tried to keep calm.

"It's a different species, don't you understand?"

The doctor never touched the blood from beginning to end. He chuckled, and under that smile, the roars actually stopped.

"She drank the blood of the ancient gods, so she won't devour her own kind, and won't turn into a monster. That's all."

"Her blood—"

"Master Jiu." The doctor interrupted him and answered slowly:

"Don't you know? After the aliens who drank the blood of the ancient gods died, their blood would also become the blood of the ancient gods, and be used to bless other aliens."

After saying this the Doctor stood up and clapped softly.

"In the end, I should congratulate you. There is only one piece of the blood of the ancient god left after the death of the followers, and you got it just like this."

It was like a devil tempting him. Facing this blood, Jiu Ye almost couldn't keep calm. He suppressed his excitement and nodded slowly.

After watching Jiu Ye leave, the Doctor was alone. He walked to the mirror and examined himself quietly.

The self in the mirror slowly changed shape. It was no longer a human being, but a standing octopus, with a terrifying whole body.

It called out in an eerie, low voice, like an ethereal embrace from the deep sea.

"'The Doctor' died a long time ago, how stupid... How can an Ancient God be a meteorite?"

……

In the morning, An Ran drove to the Countermeasures Bureau early, but was troubled because he couldn't find a parking space.

Finally, he parked the car in front of the flower bed and walked in without even having breakfast.

He wondered how big of an impact yesterday had.

As soon as I walked into the office area of ​​the Operations Department, I saw a group of staff members sitting together while eating breakfast and watching photos on the screen.

Next to the screen, Chief Zhou of the Operations Department was also munching on a fried dough stick and smacking his lips as he watched.

It was a filming location, and the one who described it all was Sister Tang, who was there in person.

At this time, Sister Tang was sitting in a wheelchair, her whole body wrapped in bandages like a mummy, with only her right hand able to move.

She described the situation as if she were telling a story.

"Finally, the alien appeared, ate the deputy chief, and destroyed the tower."

After that, the photo changed. It was the collapsed iron tower, and the news about the iron tower suffering unknown damage was also reported in the news.

This is a highly-watched incident, but the most appropriate explanation has not yet been given.

"Have you seen... that alien?" Section Chief Zhou spoke unclearly while chewing his food.

"There were a lot of black tentacles, and then there was a woman. I couldn't see what kind of woman she was, but she looked like an octopus."

"Octopus girl? Ksira?" The section chief raised his eyebrows.

"Chief, you know this too?" A clerk seemed very happy.

"What's that curse? It's the octopus's daughter. You can find out by watching the video." Section Chief Zhou said in a slightly proud tone.

But why call her Naya? Sister Tang knew that the code name of the tentacle queen was set by the executive officer.

She pretended to recall the past and shook her head.

"I don't know who she is. I was unconscious afterwards and that's all I saw."

The photos on the screen switch, but because of the moment of switching and the black background of the photos, you can see the reflections of everyone.

Including Director An Ran who was standing behind him.

Sister Tang swallowed her breath and dared not say a word.

For An Ran, she had already seen that Sister Tang was not dead at that time. She only sensed her weak breath and mistakenly thought that she had fainted.

It seems to be true now, but I just don't want her to remember the details of what happened in the past.

but……

Do you think he is a fool?

After becoming aware of her own existence, Sister Tang became noticeably nervous. She seemed to be afraid of herself, as if the memories she had just spoken out had been processed and concealed.

But it still felt a little strange, and An Ran thought he was overthinking it.

At that time, I used my tentacles to stay in the air and grabbed Alai in front of me before I said those words that revealed my identity. Sister Tang should not have been able to hear it.

But her real nervousness forced An Ran to take this matter seriously.

He gently placed his hands on the wheelchair, and only then did everyone realize his presence, except Section Chief Zhou who was sitting next to the screen.

"director……"

Everyone called out softly, but An Ran ignored them. His expression remained the same whether they responded or not. He spoke softly, causing Sister Tang's heart to leap into her throat.

"You are Sister Tang, right? I hope you can come to my office and tell me what happened last night. Of course, don't tell the story. I want the details."

“Okay…” Sister Tang trembled.

Chapter 12 Lucky

In fact, after Sister Tang entered the office, An Ran felt that she was wrong. At least she covered it up perfectly.

After motioning Sister Tang to sit down, he looked at the woman in front of him who was two years older than him and could actually be considered his senior.

She also graduated from Atlanta College, but was not specially recruited by the Countermeasures Bureau. She was a graduate of 2037 and was also the president of the Student Union of that year.

As an excellent executive, she has handled nearly a hundred alien incidents in just four years. She is the youngest user of the improved Shang A devouring weapon, one of the most capable cadres of FACA, and a leader among her peers.

She has participated in dozens of S-level incidents and several operations to subdue SS-level aliens. She has rich experience and combat effectiveness, comparable to an elite executive.

An Ran never underestimated anyone who posed a threat to her. While observing Sister Tang, she made a cup of coffee for her.

"Drink it, my coffee is the best."

Sister Tang took the cup without saying anything. She was usually proud, but now she was like a frightened rabbit.

"Are you afraid of me?"

An Ran showed his dissatisfaction, because with his face and cold eyes, any negative emotion would seem extremely scary.

In order to reduce or prolong the intake of flesh and blood as much as possible, he is often tortured by phagocytes, so he has such an expression.

Only in this way, no one will notice anything unusual when you are in pain.

"No, I didn't." The only things Sister Tang could move were her hands, and the hands holding the coffee were shaking slightly.

"But you are afraid. Many people are afraid of me. In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of. I am also a human being, not a monster."

"You are certainly not a monster, Director..."

Sister Tang paused and said with some longing:

"You are the best executive officer. Not only after graduation, but I have heard about your deeds when I was a student in Atlan."

"But you can be considered my senior."