Alien Relic Hunter

This is a young woman with messy long hair that is dirty and caked, hanging upside down, exuding a strange greasy smell... Her symptoms of radiation sickness do not seem to be too severe, at least her hair has not fallen out yet, which is... This is a rare sight in a sick village where most people are bald.

"Yes...yes, what about you?" Ke Lan asked.

"I came here three months ago." The woman's eyes rolled around, as if she was searching for something on Ke Lan, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"No." Ke Lan shook his head.

The woman said "cut" in annoyance and retracted her head.

"Can I ask you something?" Ke Lan stretched out his hand, knocked on the shelf of the upper bunk, and asked in a low voice.

The other party did not respond, but just turned over on the bunk. Ke Lan could vaguely hear the rustling sound coming from the quilt.

"I have no food, only this." Ke Lan took out a white round medicine from the secret bag and handed it over.

It was a very common painkiller on the Ark. It was cheap, with a box of 100 tablets only costing over 60 credits. However, because it is highly addictive and has hallucinogenic effects when taken in large quantities, it was officially included in the list of controlled drugs by Ark more than ten years ago. Although production has not been discontinued, except for some special channels, it is no longer available in regular pharmacies. This kind of painkiller has arrived, and the price on the black market has doubled several times.

The pill Ke Lan handed over was snatched away in an instant. Because of the violent movement, the woman's nails even scratched two shallow red marks on Ke Lan's wrist.

"This thing...where did you come from?!" There was uncontrollable excitement in the woman's voice.

"I, I stole it from the ship." Ke Lan's voice was lowered, and the tone of worry about being discovered could be said to be perfectly disguised.

"Do you have any more?" There was another sound from the upper bunk, and the woman's head popped down again, her bloodshot eyes staring at Ke Lan, "Give it to me!"

"I only have two pieces left." Ke Lan pretended to be reluctant.

"Give it all to me! Hurry up!" the woman said sternly, "or I will report you to the priest for hiding precious materials!"

As she spoke, she climbed down from the upper bunk and squeezed in front of Ke Lan: "Take it out!"

The woman was very thin, and her skinny arms were like pieces of dry firewood. Her upper body was covered with a T-shirt that was so dirty that the original color could hardly be seen, and it was extremely ill-fitting. This T-shirt was at least three sizes too big. The size four further accentuated her thinness...and except for this T-shirt, she was actually wearing nothing on her lower body. Her exposed legs were covered with dots of sores and ten toes. All the toenails had fallen off, and the toes were a bloody mess.

Ke Lan hesitated for a moment, then took out two more painkillers and handed them to her.

The woman snatched it away and threw it into her mouth along with the previous piece. She swallowed it dry without taking it with water.

"For the sake of your sense, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't provoke the 'second generation people' in this place." The woman's eyes at Ke Lan were finally no longer as fierce as before. She took a breath and sat down on Ke Lan's bunk.

"'Second generation people'? What does this mean?"

"It refers to the people who were born in this ghost place. They have grown up here since childhood and have never seen the Ark or Alpha. These people are like wild beasts. If you look at them a few more times, they might kill you. If you want to survive, when you encounter 'second-generation people', you should lie down on the ground, lower your head, and never look at them."

After listening to the other party's explanation, Ke Lan finally understood what this "second-generation citizen" meant - unlike people like them who were sent to the space station by transport ships, the second-generation citizen refers to those who were born in this space station. In the true sense of the word, "aboriginal people" have not had any contact with human society, and are unlikely to have received any normal education. They basically do not have the moral concepts of normal humans in a civilized society, so it is not surprising that they are cruel by nature.

But the strange thing is that the existence of "second generation people" is not very reasonable.

Most miners, both men and women, who suffer from radiation sickness will lose their reproductive functions. Even pregnant women who are already pregnant with children will miscarry as the disease progresses after suffering from radiation sickness... Even if there is no miscarriage, even if the pregnant woman survives to give birth, the child will still be born. The fetus will also have various abnormalities, and the probability of premature death is almost 100%.

Even if there are one or two special examples occasionally, they are very rare cases, but judging from this woman's words, it seems that the number of "second generation citizens" on this space station is not small.

How did these "second-generation" mothers get pregnant with their fetuses? And how does the fetus survive and grow up in such a harsh environment? No matter how much Ke Lan thought about it, he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.

"Then...that 'priest' and the tall guy next to the 'priest', are they 'second generation people'?" Ke Lan tried to ask the woman.

"I don't know," the woman replied.

"Then how do I tell whether a person is a 'second-generation citizen'? If a 'second-generation citizen' looks similar to us and I accidentally offend him, wouldn't I die unjustly?" Ke Lan asked repeatedly.

"Why do you have so many questions?" The woman started to get a little impatient, but for the sake of those three painkillers, she still answered Ke Lan's question, "Generally speaking, the 'second-generation people' are They are not the same as us... that is to say, they are not quite like humans. In addition, if the 'second-generation people' are close to you, your skin will feel tingling. The closer the distance, the more obvious the tingling. At that time, just kneel down and don’t do anything else. Although sometimes they don’t need a reason to kill, but if you dare to collide with them, you will be dead.”

Does your skin feel tingling when you are close to "second-generation people"? This should be due to radiation. It seems that every second-generation citizen is a moving source of strong radiation, maybe a creature like a ghoul...

However, among all the existing information related to ghouls, all ghouls are transformed from healthy humans without exception. Ghouls themselves do not have the ability to reproduce, and humans who have been exposed to radiation will not directly produce The wights are coming.

"Oh, by the way." The woman seemed to have thought of something else. "In front of them, you must not say the term 'second generation people'. In short, it is best not to speak when you meet them. If you must If you want to speak, remember to call them 'sons of God'."

Son of God? The descendant of that great god?

Could it be that... the second-generation citizens on the space station were all born of that thing?

Ke Lan was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, the woman suddenly pounced on him and pushed him down on the bed!

Ke Lan originally had a chance to react, but because he was worried that the noise would be too loud and attract others' attention, he did not take any resistance measures. He just pressed the hidden pocket on the inside of his clothes with his elbow.

"You still have those pills, right? You're lying to me!"

The woman asked in a low voice. At the same time, her hand had already reached into Ke Lan's clothes and started groping wildly...

[P.S. Thanks to the templar for showing the light blade for the 10,000 starting coins, and thanks to 2119233 for the 500 starting coins... This book finally has more than ten helmsmen, I'm happy. 】