Alien Relic Hunter

"To be honest, I don't have any clue." After Ke Lan said this, he switched to one-on-one communication mode with the hound, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "My abilities are in this tunnel. There was no reaction inside... You also know the triggering conditions for those memory fragments. Only things related to Alpha Civilization can activate them, so I think this tunnel was built by a third party."

"It's not necessarily inside that 'Yagunaktor'... Don't tell me you guessed it." The hound whispered.

"Hey... it's really just a guess. Anyway, things are already outrageous enough, so why not just guess in the most outrageous direction, maybe I will be fooled." Ke Lan joked.

"Then what do you think we should do now? You are the commander of the reconnaissance team. If you don't even have a clue, how can you lead this team?" Hound said worriedly, "Everyone's condition is quite stable now. , but it would be a lie to say that I am not worried at all... Once this uneasiness spreads, or even turns into panic, the situation will be difficult to control. Especially those guys from the Security Bureau , I don’t know about the others, but the leading lady is obviously not on the right track with us.”

"Let's go forward along the tunnel first. The information we have now is too poor. It's a waste of time to guess here. It's better to take a step at a time. Maybe there will be clues ahead." When Ke Lan said this, The communication channel was switched from one-to-one to all members of the reconnaissance team.

"Maybe what's waiting for us ahead is not a clue, but some kind of monster..." As soon as Layton said it, he got a kick from the hound on the butt.

"Shut your crow mouth!"

"Even if it's a monster, it's still a clue." Ivan said, "I'm really looking forward to seeing something unusual. Anyway, it's better than staring at this unchanging tunnel."

"That's right!" Seeing someone standing on his side, Layton instantly gained confidence and raised his chin towards the hound, "All fear comes from the lack of firepower. If you really encounter any monster, just blast it into pieces. It’s okay to be a scumbag.”

After saying that, Layton pulled the bolt of the heavy machine gun in a ostentatious manner.

"Haha, the rain has stopped and the sky has cleared up. You think you can do it again, right? How can you do it? Why don't you just fight your way out of the heretical sect's control area?"

"Okay, if you want to chat, let's chat on the road. It's time to take action." After Ke Lan finished speaking, he was the first to climb onto Valkyrie's back.

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I should have installed a few detachable seats on the back of this machine, or even a base for fixing the power armor." Layton said as he climbed to Valkyrie's shoulder. , placing the heavy machine gun on the top of the machine's head.

"Everyone get on the 'car' and let's go!" Hound greeted the others, and he himself threw the backpacks filled with rations into the cockpit of the aircraft. "It's one fifty in the afternoon. Yes, I just had a meal two hours ago and the next meal is scheduled to be served ten hours later. Is that okay? If someone is so hungry that they feel dizzy, don’t hold on and just say it. I don’t want to be blamed for it. The attrition occurred in advance due to supply problems.”

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The reconnaissance team rode in the mecha and marched in the tunnel for nine hours. During these nine hours, the surrounding scenery did not change at all - if they hadn't left traces with dye along the way. , almost wondering if I have been spinning in circles.

"The moving speed of the mecha is about 50 to 60 yards, which means we have almost traveled fifty kilometers in this tunnel... Damn, even the Channel Tunnel on Earth is only that long. "The hound complained, "Even if we are really inside the Yagunaktor, we are almost at the end, right? The diameter of the Ark is four hundred kilometers. Is it possible that this thing can grow to several hundred kilometers in length?"

"If space folding technology is used, the space inside the battleship may be much larger than the volume that can be observed from the outside." Ke Lan said, "If the civilization that built this battleship is really more advanced than the Alpha civilization, I think It is entirely possible for them to master technology that only exists in science fiction novels."

"That's really..."

Before the hound could say anything, a strange "gurgling" sound suddenly interrupted him.

"Who? Whose stomach is growling?" He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the others.

Aya Breya had a blush on her face and was pressing her belly with her hands. However, what made her a little embarrassed was that when the hound looked at her, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily. got up.

Suddenly, her face became even redder.

The hound immediately burst into laughter: "I thought the people in your security bureau were all robots who didn't need to eat and poop... So your stomachs grow when you're hungry?"

"The peristalsis of the intestines and gastrointestinal tract is a normal phenomenon...I am not a biochemically modified person, so it is impossible to control it..." Aya defended in a low voice.

"She only ate very little food in her last meal." Ke Lan said from the side. Among the five agents, Aya, the team leader, had the most food left. This was not because she had a backpack. There is more food in it than the other four people, but this is because she only eats half of the others every time she eats, even though she consumes no fewer calories than the others during movement.

"Are you on a diet to stay in shape?" Hound laughed and joked, "Can you still hold on? Dinner will be served in an hour. If you really can't stand it anymore, I'll tell you two dirty jokes. Distract yourself?"

Joking aside, even though the hound said so, he handed over an energy bar in his hand.

Aya glanced at him in surprise, reached out to take the energy bar, and then said "thank you" in reply.

"You're better than the security agents I've met before. Those guys who are like 2,580,000 people don't know how to say thank you." Hound took out a lighter from his pocket and shook it with a "pop" He opened the metal lid and gently rubbed the grinding wheel. The flickering flames instantly rose up. "Leiton, you will find a way to get an iron pot out later. Let's cook..."

The word "soup" for "cooking soup" could not be uttered, but this time, no one interrupted the hound.

The hound stared blankly at the flames ignited by the lighter, then put it out numbly, and then lit it again.

"What the hell..."

"What the hell?" Layton couldn't help but ask, "Old dog, what did you see?"

"Lighter... This lighter is a fake antique I bought at the flea market... This thing is a replica of an old-era kerosene lighter. How can it be lit here?" Hound murmured.

"What's going on..." It took two seconds for Layton to react, and his body suddenly froze, "What did you say? This is just a kerosene lighter? There is no oxygen supply pipe?"

The hound stared at the flames swaying on the top of the cotton core. Suddenly, he suddenly pulled off his helmet and took a deep breath -

"Fuck! There's oxygen! There's plenty of oxygen in this tunnel!"