2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"These monsters are collectively called 'Xenomorphs', and the first recorded appearance of the Xenomorphs was twenty-nine years ago, one year after human 'superpowers' began to appear on a large scale."

"According to global statistics, there are currently a total of ten heterogeneous species, and each species will be divided into 'larvae', 'growth stage', 'mature', 'elite' and 'king' according to their growth characteristics. These five categories.”

"Today's molten demon is in the growth stage, and its danger level is only D level. The strength of a complete molten demon can usually reach the top of C level, or even B level."

Yan Taki looked down at his arm, and he could still feel the faint swelling and pain: "I originally thought that I could stand alone, but now it seems that I am still far away."

"If I remember correctly, you haven't been on a mission yet, right?" Captain Sun, who was sitting in the front row, turned around.

Yan Long pursed his lips slightly: "Well, I used to just watch from the sidelines."

"The Melting Demon's comprehensive strength is very strong, and it is a very troublesome existence no matter what stage it is. It is your first time to face a foreign species alone, and you have done a good job." Captain Sun comforted him a little.

Yan Muyun nodded in agreement and put his hand on the shoulder of his eldest nephew:

"He could have done better, but that... molten demon suddenly threw two fireballs at my hiding place. He thought something had happened to me, and he was distracted, so he acted abnormally."

Yan Long glanced at Yan Muyun with a complicated expression. He didn't know why. Although this guy was a few years older than him, he felt a "concern and encouragement for the younger generation" from the other person's words and demeanor.

Yan Long felt slightly uncomfortable with this weird feeling in his heart. He reached out and brushed off the other person's hand on his shoulder, and then continued:

"I have just told you about the precursors of the appearance of these alien species, which are the wriggling black shadows, the 'dark curtain'."

“We call the occurrence of this phenomenon ‘advent’. And ‘advent’ is divided into ‘first advent’, ‘continuous advent’, and ‘final advent’.”

At this time, Captain Sun also came over and interrupted him with a smile: "This statement is too academic. We usually call it first, second, and third."

"Yeah." Yan Long nodded, and then continued:

"The first arrival, that is, the first arrival. Although the alien species at this time will be more vigilant, it is also the easiest to deal with, because they know nothing about human abilities and technology, and are completely unfamiliar with this world."

"The first arrival lasts for about five hours. If we fail to kill them within this time, they will retreat into the dark curtain again."

"After the Second Coming, they will be stronger and more cunning than before. They will be more understanding of human methods and will be more difficult to deal with."

"This stage will last for about a day, and when the time is up, they will return to the dark curtain again."

"When the final third comes, they will not go back, but will stay forever, on the earth, in our world."

"After AI data analysis, even if the first arrival of alien species is only in the 'infant stage', if they wait for their final arrival, it is roughly estimated that there will be a 60% probability of becoming mature alien species, a 35% probability of becoming elite-level alien species, and There is a 5% probability of directly evolving into a king species."

At this moment, Yan Muyun noticed a suspicious point and couldn't help but asked:

"Will the phenomena produced by these three states be different for the first arrival, subsequent arrival, and final arrival? For example, the dark curtain produced by the first arrival will be smaller, and the dark curtain produced by the final arrival will be larger."

"No." Yan Taki shook his head: "Although the size of the dark curtain is related to the strength of the alien species, we cannot use it to determine the type of alien species and how many times it has arrived."

"Then how did you determine which time the alien species came?"

Yan Taki raised a finger and explained: "There is only one way, and that is to observe the injuries on the alien species."

Team Sun had been left out for too long and seemed a little bored, so he took over the conversation:

"According to the regulations of our Special Branch, even if we cannot kill the alien species in the first advent, we must at least leave wounds on them for identification. The same applies to the alien species in the second advent."

"The next time the alien species comes, the body shape and appearance may change due to the advancement of strength, but the location of the wound will not change." Yan Long added.

"Hey...it feels a bit unreliable..." Yan Muyun scratched his head.

If they were two different species with scarred bodies and similar looks, it would be difficult to tell the difference between them with the naked eye.

Some Asians will be face-blind when they see some Europeans and Americans, some Europeans and Americans will be face-blind when they see some Asians, and I think all Africans will be face-blind.

We are of the same race and have lived on the same planet for so long. It is difficult to guarantee that we can recognize each other, let alone those inexplicable and strange alien creatures.

Yan Long shook his head and denied the other party's concern: "No, during the battle, the image information of the alien species will be uploaded to the Internet. With AI analysis and identification, the misjudgment rate will not exceed 0.01%."

Having said this, he seemed to remember something, frowned slightly and said: "I'm thinking that this may not be the first time that the molten demon has come today, because some of its performances are really beyond my expectations."

"Is there no wounds on it?" Yan Muyun asked tentatively.

Yan Taki sighed: "Yes, so the system couldn't tell how many times it came. I was also fooled by its initial reaction, and preconceivedly thought it was the first time it came."

During the conversation between the three people, the float vehicle reached its destination and began to descend slowly.

Yan Muyun stretched out after getting out of the car, looked up at the sky in the gaps in the steel jungle, and sighed with emotion: "This future world is much more exciting than I imagined."

Yan Long also got out of the car, looking at his back, a strange emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

For me, this is "now".

For him, this is "the future."

I'm afraid I will never have the chance to feel the complex and subtle emotions in the other person's heart at this moment.

The window of the front seat of the float vehicle was opened, and Captain Sun poked his head out from inside, waving to the two young people who were about the same age but a generation apart: "Then I'll go back first, you guys register Then take a taxi home by yourself."

Yan Muyun watched the floating car slowly fly up and smacked his lips: "Captain Wei Jun, and this Captain Sun, they should be considered your superiors. They really don't have the airs of a senior at all, and their temper Surprisingly good.”

"Because I'm an intern." Yan Long turned around and walked towards the other side of the road.

"Huh?" Yan Muyun didn't think clearly about the cause and effect relationship.

"...He is also the son of the deputy director of the Special Branch."