Alien Relic Hunter

Ke Lan walked forward along the street. Sure enough, as he walked to a block he had never been to, the surrounding buildings began to repeat... It was like a lazy programmer designing those in the game scene. When players cannot enter areas, they constantly use copy and paste and rely on the limited modeling resources in the database to fill these empty areas.

In some places, there is even a very strange dislocation phenomenon: two identical houses overlap each other as if they are passing through molds, a section of suspended track hangs upside down under the dome, and dozens of hovercars seem to be in a state of zero gravity. , floating quietly in mid-air.

"Sure enough, it is as absurd as a dream..." Ke Lan murmured to himself, but what surprised him was... this dream, to him, was not a nightmare at all.

Are these the things you fear most deep down in your consciousness?

Although this twisted and absurd world made Ke Lan feel very awkward, it was far from scary.

Compared with the dreams of those crazy ruin hunters, this dream of mine can be said to be very "mild".

Maybe it's because I've seen through the dream, so I don't feel scared... But now that I've seen through it, how do I get out of it?

Ke Lan continued to walk forward, and he found that all the places he had been to, or had seen in photos, and had an impression of, the streets, buildings, public facilities and even pedestrians were completely consistent with the real world, and those that he did not Places that I have been to but have never seen before and have no impression at all in my memory are in complete chaos.

There are people in those places... but these people just retain the general appearance of "people". They have no faces and no gender. They are almost all tall, short, fat and thin, and they are all carved from the same mold. They are all wearing the simplest white clothes. The shirt and white trousers stood there like a puppet, maintaining a certain posture, motionless.

Even the little model figures in the holographic concept drawings of the real estate developers’ new properties have much more details than these “people”.

They can't be counted at all, they are just symbols used to represent "people". In Ke Lan's subconscious, there should be people on the street and people in the house, so these "people" appeared...their It exists only to fill the vacancies in the scene.

Ke Lan raised his pistol and pointed it at those "people", but he did not pull the trigger, but walked towards one of them step by step.

When he was less than three meters away from the man, he suddenly let out a cry of surprise... At the same time, the man's face gradually became clearer.

It was Benson—Benson, the hunter of the Aurora Consortium. The clothes he was wearing had changed into the lead-gray training uniform issued by the Aurora Hunting Group, and on his waist was a sharp alloy hand axe. …

"What are you doing?!" Benson yelled, with a look of shock and anger on his face, and he subconsciously reached for the ax on his waist.

Ke Lan did not fire, but flew up and kicked the opponent's elbow.

"Snapped!"

"Ah!" Benson screamed, and the ax he had just pulled out slipped from his stiff fingertips, and his whole arm began to twitch involuntarily - the area Ke Lan kicked happened to be the ruler on the inside of his elbow joint. Neural groove... This place also has a common name, called "Ma Jin".

"Asshole!" Benson said angrily. He covered his completely paralyzed arm with his other hand, raised his leg and kicked Ke Lan in the chin. The thick military boots brought a whistling sound - Benson's Although he is very tall, his lower body is extremely stable. His two thick and powerful thighs are even thicker than Ke Lan's waist. The power of this kick may be able to knock Ke Lan off if he is hit hard. Lan's entire jawbone was shattered by the kick.

"How do you feel...this guy is much stronger than in reality? Is it because his memory fragments are not accurate enough?" Ke Lan thought this way. He tapped his toes lightly on the ground and retreated quickly, just in time to avoid the opponent's attack. A kick.

"You guys who pick up garbage..." The anger on Benson's face grew. He shook his numb arm and pushed towards Ke Lan, "You are all going to die!"

Wait a moment?

Ke Lan was keenly aware of the problem - Benson was talking about "you guys" rather than "you guys". In other words, in this dream where the hounds and the others "do not exist", he was An exception!

This discovery immediately shocked Ke Lan. He took a few steps back and asked, "You said 'you all have to die'... but I am the only one here, so who are the others? "

"Others?" Benson was stunned. For a moment, his face turned into a blurry shadow, but soon it returned to normal.

"I don't know what you are talking about, but since you are unlucky enough to be hit by me today, then you can't even think of leaving here alive..."

"This is Fang..." Ke Lan hadn't said the word "Ark" before, but he suddenly discovered that the surrounding environment had unknowingly changed dramatically... and turned into a place on Alpha Planet. Empty wasteland.

Benson kicked his foot to the ground and suddenly began to accelerate towards Ke Lan. He waved his fist hard and swung it towards Ke Lan's head!

"The strength is very strong, but unfortunately the flexibility is a bit poor... Although I have never really fought with you, in my impression, you are such a person." Ke Lan stood up and walked from Benson's He walked around on the right side - the opponent's right hand had not yet recovered from the paralysis. Although he could clearly see the direction in which Ke Lan was dodging, there was no way he could reach out and catch Ke Lan.

"I don't know why you showed up here, but if I want to kill you, all I have to do is pull the trigger..." Ke Lan seemed to be saying to Benson or talking to himself, "But I always feel that this dream is inducing me to shoot... I don't know what I am facing in the real world now. Maybe if I pull the trigger, I can really kill something..."

"But I don't!"

Ke Lan suddenly turned around, stepped forward like a ghost, put his five fingers together into a hand knife, and slashed hard at the back of Benson's neck!

But at this moment, Benson disappeared and was replaced by the "Mohawk" who was also a hunter of the Aurora Consortium...the genetically modified man named "Dana".

He "slipped" under Ke Lan's hand like a flexible snake, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was nearly ten meters.

He turned his head and showed a weird smile to Ke Lan. His bright red tongue with a fork at the front stuck out from his mouth and flexibly licked his pale and chapped lips.

"Hehe...are you a hunter? Or my prey?"