Alien Relic Hunter

"Come to find you and take you back." Asano Akira answered bluntly.

"Why are you looking for me? And why are you taking me back? Are you taking me back to continue to be that group of people's guinea pig?" Marshall's voice suddenly turned cold.

"No...I'm not taking you back to that place..."

"Do you think I will believe what you say?" Marshall interrupted, "The person who broke into the 'Holy Land' was your companion, right?"

"Holy place?"

"...I didn't expect that the taciturn little man would learn to act stupid." After Marshall finished speaking, he suddenly took a step back, "Let me ask you one last time, what is the purpose of coming here?"

"Come to you and take you -"

Asano Akira didn't finish what he said - this time, it wasn't Marshall who interrupted him, but him who stopped himself.

Because, he suddenly discovered that his eyes, which had been blind for many years, could actually see things again!

He saw the dim electric lights hanging overhead, the rusty scaffolding on both sides of the passage, and Marshall who was in front of him, ten steps away from him.

Marshall raised his head, and Asano Akira noticed that he didn't seem as old as he thought... He even looked younger than when he was in the experimental force.

But in the next second, thousands of venomous snakes suddenly poured out from behind Marshall!

These snakes opened their mouths angrily, with crystal venom hanging from the tips of their sharp fangs. The bright red snakes curled up in their cavities, looking as if they were about to pounce at any time.

"You are here for the things in the 'Holy Land', right?" Marshall and Asano Akira, who had recovered his sight, looked at each other. For a moment, Asano Akira seemed to see a slender snake coming from his mouth. He spit it out, and then retracted it very quickly, so fast that people even doubted whether he was hallucinating.

"no."

Just when Asano Akira said these two words, those venomous snakes rushed towards him. No one knew from which corner these creatures on the earth came out. A thousand of them... no, Ten thousand or even more venomous snakes completely filled the space between the scaffoldings, like giant squirming waves, slapping Asano Akira head-on!

"Then you go to hell." Marshall's voice came from behind the huge waves.

These poisonous snakes came from every corner of Asano Akira's field of vision... They didn't look like living creatures, but more like a pervasive tide, penetrating into every blind corner of the space here.

Asano Akira has no way to avoid and no way to retreat.

"bass--"

The broken bandage strips flew up, and the sword was instantly unsheathed. Holding the blade with one hand, he cut out a hemispherical blade of light in front of him, facing the huge wave composed of countless poisonous snakes.

The imaginary sound of the sharp blade cutting through the scales and flesh was not heard, and the light of the sword passed through the huge waves without any hindrance... Similarly, Asano Akira did not feel the pain of the fangs piercing his body, and neither did those poisonous snakes. It penetrated his body like a ghost.

"what happened?"

When Asano Akira came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that all the venomous snakes had disappeared, as if they had never existed, while he was still standing there, holding the guide disguised as a bandage in his hand. The sword of the staff.

Akira Asano's thumb gently rubbed the slipknot tied at the end of the bandage - his knife had not been unsheathed.

The field of vision fell into darkness again. Everything that happened just now happened only in Akira Asano's consciousness, but in the real world, he and Marshall stood still, without moving a step.

"Okay, I believe you once." Marshall suddenly rushed to Asano Akira's side and patted his shoulder, "You are still the same as before... No, you are even more stupid than before."

"..."

"But I won't go back with you." Marshall sighed faintly, "I chose a path from which there is no turning back."

"Mann is dead."

"Oh...really? This is good news." Marshall said, "But just because Mann is dead, it doesn't mean that the project is over...Don't think about this world being too beautiful."

"but……"

"There is no but, I said, I made my own choice, I got something, but I also paid a price for it... Ark will not accept me now... nor will humans."

"What?"

"Kid, don't ask so many questions. Just go back to where you came from. Don't come to me again. Just treat me as dead a long time ago." Marshall said lightly.

"You joined them?" Asano Akira frowned and asked.

"Yeah, I joined them. Even though this place is terrible and the people who live here are terrible... but at least they treat me as a kindred spirit, not a monster or a guinea pig... To be honest, I quite like it here. Yes." Marshall said with a smile.

"..." Asano Akira was silent. His hand holding the scabbard involuntarily increased its strength. The bandage and the scabbard made of reinforced plastic rubbed against each other, making a soft "squeaking" sound.

"Okay, I understand." After a few seconds, Asano Akira nodded, "I will leave after I get Ke Lan back."

He wanted to continue walking forward, but Marshall stopped him with his hand.

"Ke Lan? Are you talking about your companion?" Marshall paused, "Don't go any further. He has already entered the 'Holy Land' and cannot come out... Even if he can come out, he is no longer The same person you knew before."

"Why?"

"I can't explain this to you, but if you continue to move forward, you will become the enemy of everyone here." Marshall said.

"Including you?"

"Including me."

Akira Asano took a deep breath.

He untied the slipknot on the scabbard and took a step forward.

"Why bother! He might be dead!" Marshall's tone suddenly became a little angry. He grabbed Asano Akira's shoulder, but the latter suddenly ducked and dodged.

Asano Akira began to run forward, but at this moment, he felt that the air around him seemed to have solidified, and every step forward had to endure unimaginable resistance.

"bass--"

This time, the sword was really unsheathed - Akira Asano swung the sword, thinking of slashing it in front of him.

"Stab-" A tooth-piercing friction sound hit his eardrum, and he could clearly feel the blade cutting something, and the feeling of blockage was immediately reduced by half.

This is not an illusion, this resistance is real.

[P.S. Thanks to Renjie 12315 for the 5,000 starting coins, thank you for the 1,500 starting coins, and thank you Wei Wang Hai Linyi and book friend 20200722012632843 for the 100 starting coins. 】