2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Burning streets, twisted monsters.

Now how to do?

Yan Muyun hid behind an overturned car, exposing half of his head and looking at the huge meat ball struggling in the fire more than ten meters away.

Just now, with his recklessness, he jumped into the dark sewer and used alcohol and a lighter to force out the parasitic beast hidden in the dark, wet and smelly corner. However, at this time, he was a little confused. .

Even if he forces out his true form, he seems to be unable to solve it.

At this time, most of the flames on the parasitic beast had been extinguished, and its true face was gradually revealed. Its head is a huge oval, with no eyes or nose, and only a pair of insect-like mouthparts that constantly open and close at the bottom.

A huge gap opened behind its head, and several thick tentacles stretched out from it, currently flapping the flames attached to various parts of the body.

The parasitic beast is gray-green all over, its upper limbs are in the shape of a serrated sickle, its lower body is bloated and huge, and at the bottom are countless small tentacles that are constantly squirming. The whole body is five meters high, and it looks like a twisted mass of flesh from a distance.

Facing such a behemoth, it would be difficult to cause any damage with just a pistol.

Just as Yan Muyun was hesitating whether to go back to the shop to move two more boxes of liquor, he saw the bloated lower body of the parasitic beast not far away suddenly began to squirm violently, as if something was about to gush out from it.

In the recent induction training, he has already understood most of the characteristics and habits of all alien species, and he clearly understands that this is a precursor to the release of spores by the parasitic beasts.

Yan Muyun's pupils shrank slightly, and golden light burst out. Then he jumped out from behind the car almost without hesitation and ran forward.

"Squeak!" The parasitic beast opened its mouth and let out an angry scream, obviously recognizing the guy who set himself on fire in the sewer.

The next moment, the crack behind its head suddenly widened, and five or six thick gray-green tentacles rolled forward. However, a silver-white barrier suddenly opened halfway, and the huge repulsive force bounced all the tentacles into the air, almost tangled together.

"Give me...hold it back!"

Yan Muyun squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and the silver-white barrier turned into a hemisphere. As he waved his hands downwards, the five-meter-tall behemoth was firmly covered within it.

"Prrrrr..." Almost at the same time, an extremely disgusting sound like excretion was heard from the parasitic beast's lower body, and its figure was forcibly raised by dozens of centimeters.

Countless sarcomas spewed out from its body and were blocked by the silver-white shield, which piled up and propped up its body.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!" The parasitic beast's mouthparts opened and closed extremely quickly, and at the same time, its upper limbs waved wildly, scraping rapidly everywhere on the inner wall of the silver-white cover, but it was all in vain.

"What a danger...stopped it." Yan Muyun took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his head.

The number of spores this time seems to be nearly a hundred. If the opponent is really successful in releasing it, the situation in the nearby neighborhoods may become even more critical.

Yan Muyun raised one hand flat to maintain the silver-white mask, and turned his head slightly in disgust, not wanting to see the densely packed squirming tumors and the deformed and twisted monster so close at hand.

"Why do I feel like I'm covered in a diaper when it's about to be pulled out... ugh..."

Yan Muyun just complained and made himself sick. He couldn't help bending over and retching.

He tried not to think about it. He moved the fingers of his left hand and opened the work group on his glasses: {@伟君@阿金, I have controlled the body of the parasitic beast. It should be able to last for a long time. You guys first put it under control. Get rid of all the spores and parasites in the nearby neighborhoods. }

Wei Jun: {Received. }

Ajin: {Is it really okay? }

Yan Muyun: {No problem, the parasitic beast itself can no longer make much waves. I think the top priority now is to clean up the neighborhood and protect the people. }

Ajin: {Received. }

Han Yinzhu: {Dig, Brother Yan, you are really handsome. I now declare that you are the third person besides Captain Wei and Zhang Lan that I have convinced to call you "Brother". }

Han Jinyu: {What about me? }

No new information came out after that. It is estimated that the two guys were scolded by Wei Jun who was traveling with them.

Yan Muyun smiled helplessly, then clicked on Sun Shuli's private chat interface and dialed the voice communication.

Not only did I disobey my boss's order, but I also hung up the phone without any dignity. In an ordinary workplace, I would have been fired on the spot... Now I should apologize quickly.

However, after waiting for half a minute, the other party still didn't get through.

Angry with me?

Yan Muyun touched his nose and opened the group chat: {Captain Wei, Director Sun didn't answer my call. Are you angry with me? }

He had some careful thoughts here. He first showed his weakness in public in the group chat, and since the matter was handled well, it is estimated that even if the other party was really angry, he would not be too embarrassed to get angry.

Wei Jun: {Bureau Sun has important matters to deal with and is very busy at the moment. }

Yan Muyun: {OK, OK. }

After learning that it was not his problem, he breathed a small sigh of relief, and then raised his head again to look at the parasitic beast in the barrier that kept waving its tentacles and screaming.

Controlling a mature mutant with one hand while chatting with colleagues as if nothing had happened. I'm afraid not even the general bureau commissioners can do this, right?

However, this small secret joy only existed for a moment, and was soon submerged by a flood of worry and anxiety.

His younger brother's life was in danger, and the people in the nearby neighborhoods were falling into panic and chaos... When Yan Muyun recovered from his head-fever, these imminent things immediately gnawed at his heart like ants.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the ugly alien species close at hand: "It's not enough, I haven't done enough, I want to do more."

Yan Muyun raised his left arm and looked down at his wrist.

The scene where the silver barrier turned into light pink not long ago was still vivid in his mind, and he always felt that his powers were not just as simple as the surface.

Do you want to try it and shed some blood?

"Huh?" Yan Muyun's heart moved slightly. He raised his head and saw several shaky figures appearing at the other end of the street.

It's a parasitic ghost. It must have been summoned by a parasitic beast from another neighborhood to relieve it of its current predicament.

"Just in time, I'm practicing my marksmanship." Yan Muyun took out the pistol from his trouser pocket with an expressionless face, turned on the safety, and aimed at the deformed figures in the distance.

He had already convinced himself that those parasitic ghosts were no longer human from the moment they were absorbed by the spores.

What he needs to do is to help them free themselves from the enslavement of alien species.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The rhythm of the gunfire was neither fast nor slow, and every time it sounded, a parasitic ghost would fall, without exception.

The Golden Eyes seemed to bring not only an improvement in physical fitness, Yan Muyun was also self-taught in the use of cold weapons and firearms.

"Click... click..."

There were no bullets in the gun, but there were still two deformed figures, still staggering towards this side.

Yan Muyun carefully put the pistol back into his waist. After all, he had to return the gun to the young policeman after this incident.

His right hand was still holding the silver cover flat, but he slowly moved a few meters away, and with his left hand he pulled out a half-broken square wooden stick from a pile of junk, which should be the leg of a certain table.

The first person to approach was a woman who could vaguely be identified as being young before birth, wearing an office suit. Her entire right shoulder was gray-green, swollen and thick, and the human palm at the end had mutated into a hard curved bone knife.

Yan Muyun turned sideways to avoid the opponent's slow chop, then closed his eyes and swept the table leg in his hand, breaking the opponent's neck.

The parasitic ghost fell directly to the ground, losing its voice.

He originally hit the head subconsciously, but changed his mind midway.

Because as soon as the parasitic beast dies and disappears, all the spores will also disappear. Although humans who have become parasitic ghosts will die directly, at least they will become their original appearance.

There is no girl who doesn't love beauty. It must be very uncomfortable for her to look like this. At least she can maintain her original appearance after death.

There is one more.

Yan Muyun opened his eyes and looked at the parasitic ghost at the back.

The clothes on its body were in tatters and covered with blood and dust, making it difficult to recognize its original appearance. These are traces of a struggle. This person must have faced parasites and spores head-on during his lifetime, and was accidentally parasitized in the end.

Yan Muyun felt a little respect in his heart. He maintained the silver mask behind him with his right hand, and the wooden stick in his left hand hung by his side, quietly waiting for the other party to approach.

One step, two steps, three steps...

As the last parasitic ghost approached, Yan Muyun's eyes slowly opened wide.

He suddenly recognized the clothes on the other party.

It was a police uniform. Even though it was in tatters and covered with blood, green slurry, and dust, the unique light blue color and the armbands on the shoulders were still eye-catching.

He was parasitized at the diagonal back of his neck, his head was squeezed close to his shoulders by a huge tumor, and his entire left arm split into two gray tentacles with sticky slurry attached to the surface.

"Creak...Creak..." Yan Muyun clenched his teeth, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and the small crackling sound in his mouth made people worry that he would break his own teeth.

"Didn't I agree that I would go to the police station and return it to you immediately? Why are you in such a hurry to get it?"

A smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he slowly raised the wooden stick in his hand.