Alien Relic Hunter

Finally, Marshall crossed the line.

Ze Luo's palm was still on Ke Lan's back, so Ke Lan could still see things that were originally invisible to the naked eye - Marshall's willpower appeared as a faint blue in this field of vision. He put an armor on his body that was made from the power of his mind. The black tentacles kept beating on the armor and then broke into pieces.

Although this scene looks a bit like "beating an egg against a stone", under the successive attacks of the black tentacles, the thickness of the blue armor is reducing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The collapse of each black tentacle can disintegrate a small amount. Part of the armor, countless fine powders flew up from the surface of the armor, and quickly turned into nothingness.

Although Marshall is constantly repairing the armor, the gap between the repair speed and the consumption speed is getting wider and wider. It is estimated that the armor will be completely destroyed in less than ten seconds.

Marshall has fallen into a situation where it is difficult to move forward, but he can only push forward with all his strength - if he chooses to retreat, all defenses will completely collapse in an instant.

"Ze Luo, pull him back!" Ke Lan shouted.

The girl nodded and stretched out a slender arm forward. Suddenly, several blade-like thoughts penetrated into the puppet's control area, cutting off all the black tentacles around Marshall, and Marshall It was to seize this opportunity and quickly retreat from this quagmire.

"Damn... this guy is so strong..." Marshall wiped away the blood that overflowed from his nostrils again and gasped, "Its absolute control area is the same as that of the radiation-filled It’s just like the corridor, every step forward, the intensity will increase several times!”

"Are you okay?" Ke Lan glanced at Marshall. Not only was his nose bleeding, but there was also a small amount of blood seeping out of the corners of his eyes and ears. His face was an abnormal purple-brown color - this was the capillaries under the skin. Caused by extensive rupture of blood vessels.

"It's okay, I won't die for the time being." Marshall spat out a mouthful of bloody spit. "When I rushed in just now, this thing was screaming in my head again. Fortunately, I was prepared this time. Otherwise, I probably won’t be able to come back.”

"But what makes me feel strange is that this thing obviously has the power to kill us easily, but why hasn't it taken the initiative to attack us?" Ke Lan said with some confusion. After all, this is not a plot-oriented stand-alone game. NPCs and monsters will not disconnect when game players speak lines.

"Isn't this because of you?" Ke Lan looked at Ze Luo.

Ze Luo shook his head and said: "It took away the thoughts that originally belonged to those sacrifices, so it is stronger than me."

"Much stronger." The expressionless girl added.

"The thoughts of sacrifices...are those obsessions?" Ke Lan asked, "These things sound very ethereal. Can they be used to improve strength?"

"Yes." The person who answered Ke Lan was not Ze Luo, but Marshall. "If the idea she is referring to is spiritual power, then for people like us, as long as we can integrate it, we can improve our strength. You said The group of people from the heretical sect killed hundreds of people in order to create this thing. If the spiritual power of these hundreds of people were gathered together, it would be a very terrifying force."

"A terrifying power? But... these people are just ordinary people. Let alone a thousand people. Even if there are 10,000 people, if they are asked to use their minds to lift a stone, it is absolutely impossible to succeed... If quantitative changes in something like mental power could lead to qualitative changes, the world would have been in chaos long ago." Ke Lan said in confusion.

Not to mention anything else, there were nearly 10 billion people on the earth in the old era, and there would be people imagining some weird things in their heads every moment. If only because enough people imagined something, it would become a reality. To be honest, the earth would have been destroyed before the Ark was built.

"But they can strengthen the thoughts of these people... Because these people are already dead, there is no need to consider whether they can withstand the power of thoughts amplified by 'that thing', so they can attack the dead people without restraint. The brain is strengthened, which is equivalent to gathering the power of thousands of experimental subjects together." Marshall said solemnly, "Although I don't know how the carrier carrying this power was created, in short they did arrive."

"'That thing'... refers to the equipment used to stimulate the subjects' willpower in the telekinetic human experiment?"

"Well, it's a cabinet made of some weird alloy... Well, it looks like a coffin. They will put the experimental subject into the coffin, then fill it with LCL liquid, and then conduct the experiment Hundreds of electrodes are inserted into the subject's head - just like acupuncture in ancient Chinese medicine. When that thing is activated, the experimental subject lying inside will fall into an extremely absurd and extremely real dream. , if you can wake up from the dream, it is equivalent to completing an strengthening process..." Marshall recalled.

"What if you don't wake up?"

“Then go straight to the waste disposal process.”

"Then...is there a high chance of waking up?"

"I don't know, it varies from person to person... I have experienced 17 times of strengthening, which is considered one of the best among experimental subjects. But when I was strengthened for the last time, I almost drowned in that strange dream. According to those people in white coats, , I lay there for eleven days, and they thought I would never wake up. As for Akira Asano, he seems to have only been strengthened four times."

[P.S. Thank you for your concern. I went to the hospital today for a checkup. The white blood cells and hypersensitivity C are a bit high, and the body is a bit inflamed. Other blood items are relatively stable. The doctor said there was no big problem and that I just need to rest well. Then he prescribed estazolam tablets because my sleep quality was not good at night. I hope I can have a good sleep today.

Maybe it's mostly psychological factors. After all, the symptoms of a cold are very similar to the relapse of leukemia, including fever, fatigue, dizziness, nausea, and body aches. Every time I catch a cold, I'm scared to death... every time it's time for a review. The more obvious the symptoms become, the more you consider whether to seek consultation from a psychiatrist. It may be better.

In addition, I should take another leave at the end of this month. It has been three months since the bone puncture last month. After this bone puncture, it will be a full year after the bone puncture, and then I will have a bone puncture every six months. 】

[P.P.S. Thanks to hlyu09 for the 2,000 starting coins; thank book friend 20210605224149845 for the 1,500 starting coins; thank Shangshu Niutou for the 300 starting coins; thank Oh Oh 360° for the 588 starting coins. 】