Alien Relic Hunter

"Fly down!" Ke Lan roared at the top of his lungs.

Going upwards and hitting an avalanche head-on will definitely lead to death... Only by accelerating downward and rushing out of the avalanche's coverage area before being swallowed by the avalanche can you gain a chance of survival.

Ke Lan curled up into a ball in the air with difficulty, bent his knees as much as possible, and aimed the two remaining rocket thrusters directly above his legs...

The huge white wave rolling down the cliff was less than twenty meters away from him. Apart from the loud "rumbling", he couldn't even hear any other sounds, and the biting coldness hit his face. With terrifying energy falling from the sky, Ke Lan could definitely smell the suffocating breath of death... Once caught up by the avalanche, he would be crushed to pieces in an instant.

Ke Lan felt like he was in a race against death... The torrent of ice and snow was chasing him, and he could only plunge headlong into the bottomless abyss below.

The surrounding light was gradually dimming, and Ke Lan felt as if he was melting into the shadows. Even the loud noise from the avalanche above gradually became distant... The chill was gradually disappearing, and a strange warm current flowed along the His back crawled to his limbs, and he could clearly feel the touch from every inch of his skin, but he lost control of his body... He wanted to reach out a hand to touch his face, but I found that there seemed to be something heavy and soft pressed on my arm, and I couldn't move at all...

Endless sleepiness was welling up, and his eyelids were almost completely closed, leaving only a gap where he was still making the final struggle... Ke Lan knew that he could never sleep at this time, but he even bit his tongue like this Even simple actions are impossible.

"You're dead..."

"Even if you weren't buried alive by the avalanche, if you fell into the bottom of the pit like this, you would still be thrown to death..."

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and the darkness in front of him gradually turned into chaos... However, a point of light suddenly lit up in the chaos...

Light?

Ke Lan was stunned for a moment. He felt that he was regaining control of his body... But he was shocked to find that he seemed to be no longer in the sinkhole...

He opened his eyes forcefully, and the spot of light directly above him continued to expand, gradually spreading to his entire field of vision... It was a lamp mounted on the ceiling, emitting a soft and bright light.

The heavy and soft thing Ke Lan felt just now was not an illusion. It was a thick quilt, and the fibers of the fabric exuded a unique fragrance of detergent.

where is this place?

Ke Lan was shocked, she was clearly lying on the same bed!

Is this on the Ark... or somewhere else?

Ke Lan raised his head and found a familiar figure sitting on the sofa nearby...

"Zophia?!"

"Are you awake?" Zofia saw Ke Lan struggling to get up, so she quickly walked to the bed and helped Ke Lan up.

"What's going on? Why am I here?" Ke Lan rubbed his forehead, "I...didn't I fall into a deep pit?"

"That was four days ago," Zofia glanced at him and said softly, "When the rescue team found you deep in the sinkhole, you were hanging on the wall of the sinkhole and had lost consciousness... You had You have been sleeping in the medical cabin for three days, and you were just transferred to this general ward yesterday. The doctor said that your injuries have basically recovered and you will wake up today... I happened to be free today, so I came here. "

"An avalanche of that magnitude... I hung on the wall of the pit... and I didn't die?!" Ke Lan asked dubiously, "How is this possible..."

"But you are still alive and well now, aren't you?" Zofia stood up, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Your current physical condition is quite good. You are not limited to liquid food, you can also eat solid food. "

"Wait a minute, what about Hound, Layton... and the others? Have they been rescued?"

"What?" Zofia frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"I said - do you have any news about the other people in the team, Hound, Layton, Ivan, Akira Asano and Zhuo Ligetu?" Ke Lan repeated it again. For some reason, he suddenly felt something in his heart. A very strange feeling...

He always felt that these names seemed very strange... Although he clearly remembered all the memories related to them, these memories did not seem to belong to him.

"Who are these people?" Zofia was slightly startled and asked.

"My teammates, they are my teammates - the teammates who went down to the sinkhole with me and encountered an avalanche! Have you forgotten? No, it's impossible... you should have done it when you were on the Pioneer. I know them, and the Leviathan mission you entrusted to me was completed by them and me..." Ke Lan tried very hard to recall some details, but found that his brain was in chaos at the moment, and he was thinking about everything. Can't get up.

"Ke Lan."

Zofia sat down by the bed, stretched out a hand, held his shoulder, and said sternly: "Although I don't know what you encountered in the ruins...but what I want to tell you, Leviathan You completed the mission alone, and you were the only one who went down into the bottomless sinkhole this time... You told me before that many of the hunters who came back from the sinkhole went crazy. At that time, you thought that these hunters were mentally attacked by something in the ruins, but have you ever thought that these teammates in your memory might also be hallucinations that you had after being mentally attacked?"

"Hallucination?" Ke Lan held his breath subconsciously, and a chilling chill quietly crept up his back. "Hallucination...how could it be an hallucination? By the way, five senior hunters are required to register a consortium-level hunting group. As the team leader, it’s impossible for me to pass the document review alone!”

"At that time, you found several other hunters on the Internet to register, but you were the only actual member of the hunting group. At that time, I asked you if you wanted to recruit more people. You said that teammates who have not been trained can easily become a drag. I plan to complete the qualification certification task alone and then think of ways to expand the size of the hunting group..." Zofia said.

"I'm alone...what's going on? Leviathan...Leviathan's mission is also carried out by me alone?"

"Yeah." Zofia nodded.

"This is impossible! I clearly remember them..."

"Your memory may be biased," Zofia paused and handed over Ke Lan's cell phone, "You can check past mission records yourself."

Ke Lan took the phone and hurriedly opened his hunter profile and found the mission record. Before he clicked on it, a series of "single missions" on the list already stung his eyes deeply.

How can this be? !

Not only the bottomless sinkhole and Leviathan, but also the underwater city and glacier ruins are all single-player missions!

In the detailed mission records, all content related to the hounds and the others disappeared, as if they had never existed in the world!

This is impossible!

By the way, number! He also remembered the Hounds' communication numbers!

Ke Lan quickly entered the hound's number into his mobile phone, and then dialed...

However, after a beep, an electronically synthesized female voice came from the receiver:

"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable..."

Empty number? ! How could it be an empty number? Even if they died in the ruins, they would only be unable to get through at most. How could it be an empty number? Communication numbers in this era are different from those in the old era. Each number can be used for life and can never be canceled. Even if the owner of the number dies, disappears, or is exiled to the wilderness, their communication number will be retained. Come down... Although these numbers cannot be reached, they cannot be marked as "empty numbers".

If it is an empty number, it means that this string of numbers has never been used...

But Ke Lan just dialed this number not long ago!

He tried calling several other people, but without exception, all the numbers were empty. Only one number was answered--that was Lieutenant General Maginot's number.

"Hello? Ke Lan? Are you awake? I heard that you almost lost your life this time? If I had known, I shouldn't have given you that letter of recommendation..." Maginot said, "That's it. What are you calling me for? Do you want to know the origins of the exiles who attacked the camp?"

"No..." Ke Lan said. He felt that his throat was extremely dry and his voice was a little hoarse. "I want to ask you a question."

"A person? Who?"

"Hunter... no, a man named Nick. He was once a colonel in the field force. He had a bad mouth and a bad temper, but he loved his subordinates very much. He almost mutinied for the pension. In the end, Forced to retire...do you remember such a person?"

"Well... there are not even a thousand people named Nick in the field force, but maybe eight hundred... But there seems to be no one who has made it to a senior colonel... And according to you, if this guy has caused such a big thing, he will be a general or above. The top management should all know about this guy, but I don’t remember such a person at all... Could it be that you made a mistake?"

"I'm not mistaken, his name is Nick. After retiring, he became a relic hunter, codenamed Hound... Do you still remember what happened on Route 34 in the North Ninth District?"

"Of course I remember this. The thugs from the heretic sect hijacked a train. Fortunately, you subdued them in time to avoid a disaster. That was also the first time I met you. How could I not remember it?"

"Nick was with me at that time, and he and I paid the thug together." Ke Lan said word by word.

"What? You... weren't you alone at that time? Did you have a companion? But you didn't mention it at all?" Maginot's tone was full of doubts, and it didn't sound like he was lying at all.

"..."

"If you want to find a guy named Nick, then I can ask someone to help you ask, but you'd better not have too much hope... No one can tell for soldiers serving in the field... "When Maginot said this, he did not continue, but sighed longly.

"That's a problem, General." Ke Lan hung up the phone and stared silently at the door opposite the hospital bed... Suddenly, he lifted the quilt covering his legs and stumbled out of bed.

"Be careful... your injury is not fully healed yet!" Seeing this, Zofia quickly hugged Ke Lan's waist... Fortunately, Ke Lan's weight was not too heavy, so the two of them did not fall to the ground together. .

"What's wrong? If anything happens, just tell me and I'll let someone take care of it. You can rest in peace and recuperate now, okay?" Zofia's words contained some reproach. She really didn't understand why Ke After Lan woke up, he seemed like a different person, and he kept mumbling names he had never heard before.

"If those people are your former teammates, I can send people to find them. Whether they are alive or dead now, they will definitely be able to find clues..."

"I'm going to a place." Ke Lan said stubbornly, "I must confirm it with my own eyes, otherwise... I will never believe it..."

"Okay, somewhere, tell me the address and I will drive you there."

The place Ke Lan was talking about was Ivan's private clinic in the North Fourth District. There was an old saying, "You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple." He didn't believe it. If people disappeared, could even the clinic be able to escape? Disappear together?

…

Half an hour later, Zofia's car stopped at the intersection that Ke Lan was familiar with.

North Fourth District, No. 11 Kangle Street, a familiar location is covered by a completely unfamiliar building. It is a Chinese restaurant called "Chinese Kung Fu". A huge neon sign hangs directly above the door. It happens to be During dinner time, there was an endless stream of diners coming and going, and even the tables on the street were full of people.

"Chinese restaurant? Do you want to eat Chinese food?" Zofia, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked curiously, but Ke Lan had already opened the car door and walked quickly towards the Chinese restaurant.

He ignored the protests of the diners in line, the waiter's inquiries and the surprised looks of the dining guests. He walked straight through the lobby, bypassed the display cabinets filled with sample dishes, and pushed away a man who came up to think about it. The restaurant staff who wanted to stop him kicked open the kitchen door.

Four or five chefs in white uniforms turned their heads at the same time and looked at the uninvited guest. Ke Lan walked into the kitchen in a daze. He looked around blankly, with a look of almost despair in his eyes...

The ceiling of the kitchen was somewhat blackened by oil smoke, the chef's workstation and floor also had obvious signs of wear, and the rusty exhaust fan on the wall... These signs told Ke Lan that this Chinese restaurant was built It’s been several years, and I didn’t just move here recently…

"Sir, may I ask..." a chef tried to ask.

"Your boss...where is your boss? I want to see him."