Alien Relic Hunter

"Etc., etc!"

Ke Lan flew back again, fearing that the guy's arm would touch her.

Compared with the erosion seeds encountered in the exile settlement and the desert island, the alienated cells parasitized on this missionary were obviously different. Ke Lan could not guarantee whether the stalagmite fragments would be effective against it, so he rashly came into contact with it. If so, the risk is really not small.

"Are the security personnel at the transport station all idiots? How on earth did such a dangerous person get on the train!" Ke Lan couldn't help cursing in his mind.

If this guy wanders into some densely populated settlements, I am afraid that in just one day, there will be hundreds or thousands of such monsters on the Ark...

In other words... this kind of thing has already happened, but these "monsters" all look the same as ordinary people, so they did not cause large-scale chaos... But if left unchecked, there will soon be an outbreak on the Ark. An unimaginable disaster.

This is far more terrifying than the disaster movie "Resident Evil" from the old era - after all, zombies can be killed with bullets, but not the Corrosion Seeds. They are biochemical weapons created by the Alphas. This kind of creature is meant for war. And this happened... Moreover, it was the kind of war that was far beyond the level of human civilization.

Except for the kind of super weapon that is so powerful that it can destroy the Ark together, conventional human means cannot kill these monsters at all.

Unless the stalagmites on that desert island can be mined and processed into weapons by humans, once this disaster breaks out, all mankind will face the crisis of destruction.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute... Listen to me first... As a reserve for the servant of the great true God... I have a suggestion! A small suggestion!" Ke Lan said to the missionary who wanted to pounce again. shouted.

"The great true God does not need the advice of his servants. We only need to follow His guidance." After saying this, the other party still stopped.

"This is the carriage of the train!" Seizing the opportunity, Ke Lan hurriedly said, "There are cameras on the front and back of the carriage. If the miracle of the true God is exposed in a place like this and attracts the attention of ignorant people, what if those If heretics have any ulterior motives against the true God, wouldn’t that be disrespectful to the great true God?”

For a moment, Ke Lan felt that he seemed to have the potential to be a magic stick... At least in terms of making up, he had reached the same level as most professional magic sticks.

As soon as these words were spoken, a trace of hesitation flashed in the missionary's eyes: "What you said... does make some sense."

As those fleshy tentacles retracted into the body, the crazy-looking weirdo also disappeared. The missionary "changed" back to his previous beggar-like appearance, and even the temperament exuding from his body was similar to that of the beggar. They were completely different people just now.

"Fortunately...this guy still retains a certain amount of sanity."

Ke Lan breathed a sigh of relief and bravely took a step forward.

The preacher glanced at the surveillance camera above his head guiltily, wrapped his body in the cloak again, and then shrank back to his seat.

"You're planning to go to the North District, right?"

"Yes." Ke Lan nodded. He had no need to deny that this train was originally going to Ark North District.

"What are you going to do?" the missionary looked Ke Lan up and down and asked.

"Go home." Ke Lan couldn't think of anything to say for a while, so he simply told the truth. Anyway, as long as he could stabilize the other party first.

"Go home...? Which district in the north is your home in? District 2 or District 3?"

The area on the Ark is mainly divided into five major areas, namely the core area in the center and the four major areas in the southeast, northwest and northwest. The smaller the number in the four outer areas, the closer to the core area and the better the living environment. , on the contrary, the conditions are even worse - places like the 9th and 10th wards can basically be directly regarded as "slum areas". As for the 10th ward and beyond, it is not a living area, but relatively less popular. A heavy industrial zone suitable for human habitation.

Ke Lan was wearing high-end clothes provided by the Soma Consortium, and since he boarded the train from the South Second District, the other party naturally regarded Ke Lan as a young man from a powerful family.

No wonder this guy wants to get himself involved so much... His feelings are that he thinks of himself as one of those rich people...

This is exactly the same as the practices of the top cult organizations on Earth in the old era: wooing powerful and famous families, and then using the resources of these families to continuously expand their influence and scale...

It's just that the cults in the old era were just anti-social and anti-human at best... But the guy Ke Lan was facing now was no longer a human being at all. If their scale continued to expand, it would only be a matter of time before the human race was exterminated.

"North 4th District." Ke Lan replied, this time he did not tell the truth - his home is in the North 5th District, and the North 4th District is where Ivan's private clinic is located, and it has now become the property of their group. A secret stronghold: On the surface, it still looks like a clinic, but the basement has been completely transformed and turned into an impregnable fortress. Even if the agents of the Security Bureau want to attack, they can destroy the Ark without using any force. In the case of a powerful weapon with a large body structure, it is also difficult to attack from the front.

In addition, Layton and Lao Gou also used the ventilation ducts in the structure to set up two escape passages, leading to the "Solder Black Market" in the North Eighth District and a safe house only ten minutes away from the airport.

"North Fourth District? That's a business district, right? Do you live in a business district?" The missionary was a little doubtful.

"No, no, no, that's a clinic. I opened it in partnership with my friends. I didn't want to rely too much on the legacy of my family, so I chose to start my own business. I came to the South Second District to discuss business with a medical device production company... By the way, this fellow believer, I have a small request. I wonder if it can be approved by the true God." Ke Lan had already begun to refer to the other party as "religious member" without saying a word. As expected, this As soon as the words came out, most of the suspicion in the other party's eyes disappeared.

"What request? You can say it first. If it is reasonable, I think the true God will not be stingy with His mercy."

"I just witnessed the miracles of the true God with my own eyes, and I felt extremely shocked... I think if the church members can show the miracles to my friends, I think they will also choose to join..." He said As he spoke, Ke Lan suddenly showed a hint of greed, "I just don't know... is there any reward for introducing others to join?"

Ke Lan has already brought his acting skills to the extreme at this time - "I heard that those sects in the old era had levels such as cardinals, deacons, priests... So, do we have them? "

"Uh..." The missionary was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of vigilance in his words, "Who did you hear this from?"

"It's in the book... Of course, the false gods described in it are all from the old era, and they can't be compared with the great true gods."

Even if the other party didn't answer, Ke Lan already had the answer in his mind. According to the information currently known, this organization has at least four levels of characters: prophet, priest, messenger and ordinary believer. The prophet should be the highest among the known levels. The messengers under the prophet seemed to be on an equal footing with the priests. As for the ordinary believers, they were just those bastards wearing black robes with little fighting power.

From this point of view, the missionary with the seed of erosion in front of him should at least be at the level of a messenger.