Alien Relic Hunter

"That's true." The agent nodded awkwardly.

"I think they may have encountered some kind of intelligent creature. This creature not only enjoys playing with its prey, but also knows how to hide key clues so that no one can follow them..." Ivan said.

"Since this thing wants to leave no trace for those who come after it, why doesn't it just destroy the corpse and eliminate the trace? It should be more convenient for it. There is no need for it to throw a skinned corpse in Inside the tunnel... Moreover, if key clues are to be hidden, it's impossible that it can't find the note in the corpse's hand, right?" The hound raised several doubts.

"It's not difficult to explain." The scalpel and scissors were flying up and down between Ivan's fingers, but his mouth did not stop. "I just said that this kind of intelligent creature likes to play with its prey, so it must enjoy letting its prey In the process of falling into fear and suspicion, and then having a mental breakdown and falling into madness, the more torture the prey endures, the stronger its pleasure... That's why we see a skinned corpse here. There’s that secret phrase that’s been bothering us for a long time.”

"It's still wrong." The hound shook his head repeatedly, "Generally, uninformed people will only feel confused when seeing this secret phrase, and will not feel fear at all. Only people like us will be affected by this phrase. 'Stress response'... Is it possible that this monster can also tell fortunes and predict that we will come here, so it deliberately arranged this array?"

"Forget it, we will come here..." Ke Lan silently repeated this sentence in his heart. His first reaction was the assessment of the Immortal Crew Association. All of this may be a trap set by them. ...But then I thought about it, even if the Immortal Crew knew the true meaning of this secret phrase, and even if they knew the secret of 'Aguna Kotor', they would never have expected that their group would be able to find Park Sang-woo in the molten mine area. The rescue cabin, and also learned about the existence of this tunnel from Park Sang-woo's mouth.

If this is a set up, then the instability of this game is comparable to a tanker truck driving at high speed on a rugged mountain road. The truck is still loaded with nitroglycerin that has not been desensitized - as long as there is a slight bump. , the result is...

The probability that the reconnaissance team can find Park Sang-woo in the huge molten mine area is considered to be 10%. The probability that Park Sang-woo can survive the rescue without any hiccups is also considered to be 10%. Then the probability that the reconnaissance team can survive the crisis is considered to be 10%. The probability of rescuing Park Sang-woo under the heavy squeezing belt is considered to be 10%... Although this algorithm is very rough and has no actual data support, the probability in reality will only be lower than this 10%...

Pick out any one of these things, and there is a 10% probability that anyone with better luck will hit it. But if you multiply so many "ten percents" together, the final probability will be pitifully low. .

This value is almost equal to the probability of successful natural evolution of the "great god" imagined by Ke Lan in the "Sick Village".

But everything that happened later proved that this false perfect mutant did not exist. The people who actually controlled the sick village were the people of the Undead Crew Association. The entire South Sixteenth District space station was not a chaotic borderland, but a chaotic borderland. A large proving ground firmly under the control of the Crew Council. Even the "wall of flesh and blood" that is displayed on the surface and worshiped as a god by the residents of the sick village is just a cover set up to hide the truth.

With the way the Immortal Crew has always behaved, it is impossible for them to do something like this with a probability of only a few ten thousandths... To them, a fifty percent probability can be considered extremely high. risk.

Unless there is no other choice.

But they clearly have a choice.

Only paupers with nothing will become gamblers, while those at the top of power will only pursue the ultimate strategy.

In Ke Lan's impression, only the group of lunatics from the Japanese island country in the old era could do such things as "betting on the fate of the country" at every turn.

It is true that if they win the bet, the benefits will be huge; but if they lose the bet, what awaits them is an endless abyss...

The arrangement of the immortal crew meeting can basically be ruled out. Ke Lan felt that even they could not have expected the current situation of the reconnaissance team.

…

"The autopsy is complete. Except for the skin being peeled off and the abnormal disappearance of blood and body fluids all over the body, there is nothing abnormal about this corpse." Ivan stood up and took off the gauze that was used as a surgical towel in front of him. It came down - because there was no blood on the body, the gauze was very clean and not stained with many stains at all.

Alfonso's body was put into a black body bag and stuffed into the cargo hold behind Valkyrie - because of the weird way of death, his body was far more valuable than those of the three researchers. . Although the preliminary autopsy has failed to reveal the real cause of his death, if this body can be brought back to the Ark, it will definitely be more interesting than the group of lunatics in the institute.

"Don't be so nervous." Ke Lan glanced at the sullen Leighton and Zhuoligetu and said, "If the monster that killed Alfonso dumped his body here, it was to let the next batch If the prey is in fear and confusion, then we should not follow its wishes."

"I know..." Layton muttered softly, "But if we show fear, the thing should make us jump around a little longer, right? If we show too calmly, maybe it will lose interest. , jumped out and killed us..."

"Coward." The hound turned his head and rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not even afraid. Are you afraid of a hammer?"

"Old dog, isn't this like you? Don't you usually act with a clear conscience? Why are you so stubborn this time?" Layton said.

"If I had the opportunity to escape from here now, I would immediately turn around and run away without saying a word. But the problem is that we can't run away. Since we can't run away, there is no point in coercing... Dogs will jump over walls when they are anxious. I It's better to hope that monster jumps out soon than to be worried all the time now."

"...When you were leading troops, have you ever encountered such a desperate situation with no way out?" Ke Lan suddenly asked.

"I've encountered it, and more than once." Hound stretched out the little finger of his right hand to pick his nostril, then wiped his hands on the magazine bag, and continued, "I have read a novel about Chinese soldiers in the old era. There is a saying that remains fresh in my mind - 'When we meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails'... Now this tunnel is not much wider, so it should be considered a 'narrow road'."

"Forget it." Ke Lan nodded.

"Anyway, there is no way out, and I feel more at ease." Hound smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, "It's really ridiculous."

As he said that, he glanced down at the screen on his wrist: "It's about time, it's time to start dinner. In this situation, I don't have the time to cook porridge, so let's fill our stomachs with biscuits and energy bars first."

"Well, maybe the creature that killed Alfonso is observing us secretly now, so we'd better try not to reveal any flaws." Ivan nodded in agreement.

According to the ration standards set by hunting dogs, the ration for each person is one compressed biscuit and one energy bar, one meal every twelve hours. Although the two dry foods are not large in size, they provide complete calories. It can satisfy a soldier's consumption for half a day during non-combat periods. The only drawback is that this type of food is not very friendly to people with indigestion.

The hound had already eaten a biscuit before. He reasoned that he was allergic to cocoa butter, so he broke the energy bar that was supposed to be given to him into two pieces and handed it to the largest person in the team with a relatively larger appetite. The great Zoligatu and Layton.

Layton didn't think much and just threw the thing into his mouth and started chewing it. Instead, Zhuoligetu glanced at the half energy bar in his palm and glanced at the hound with a hesitant expression.

But the hound didn't notice his look, and walked towards the others with a backpack full of food.

"Old dog, he is lying to us." Zhuoligetu patted Layton on the shoulder, "He is not allergic to cocoa butter at all, otherwise, he would not have brought so many energy bars in his supplies... I remember When he first counted the remaining supplies, he took out six energy bars from his bag."

"Huh?" Layton was stunned for a moment. Although he had known the hounds the longest among the people, he had never paid attention to such details as to whether the hounds were really allergic to cocoa butter. "You said that. , it’s true... He seems to have never mentioned this before. In my impression, he seems to have eaten chocolate a few times..."

"He left this to us on purpose," Zhuoligetu said. Although from the appearance point of view, he can definitely be regarded as a rugged and tough man, in fact, this Mongolian man is quite thoughtful and has strong observation skills - otherwise, he would have been on the transport plane that time. , it was impossible for him to react so quickly and pull the fallen Ke Lan back into the cabin in time.

At that critical moment, everyone else's attention was focused on Ke Lan. Only he was the first to notice that the falling box would drag Ke Lan down who had just returned to the cabin. In fact, Ke Lan's body was still in the cabin. Before he started to lean back, Zhuoligetu had already loosened his seat belt and jumped forward.

It's just that Zhuo Ligetu usually talks less and rarely expresses his emotions and emotions on his face, so he gives people a relatively "honest" impression.

"Fuck, if you didn't tell me earlier, I would have swallowed it all." Layton was stunned for a moment, and then asked a stupid question: "Tell me, if I pick it out from my throat now, then give it back to him. , will he still want it?"

"Stop picking. If you don't think it's disgusting, the old dog is disgusting." Ke Lan suddenly intervened and explained to the two of them in a low voice, "As a distributor, the old dog must be fair. But for everyone's existence In terms of individual differences, absolute fairness is actually unfair. The two of you weigh almost twice as much as the rest of the team, and you naturally need to consume more energy during activities, but if the old dog gives more for this reason If you share the food, even though we ourselves won’t say anything, those security agents will definitely have some thoughts in their minds, so he can only share his share with you.”

"That's no good, I can't have this." Zhuoligetu said.

"Actually, he is right in how he distributes it. The old dog is lean and weighs the least in the team. He evenly distributes his food to you. It can be regarded as a kind of 'dynamic balance'... Believe me, as a An experienced veteran, he is not that stupid, and he will definitely not starve himself. If you two plan to compensate him, you might as well wait until you return to the Ark and treat him to a big meal."

As Ke Lan spoke, he also stuffed his energy bar into Zhuo Ligetu: "Actually, my appetite is not big. If you don't have enough to eat, I still have some here."

"No, no, no." Zhuo Ligetu waved his hands repeatedly, "The food I received is completely enough. If you don't want to eat now, you can stay here for emergencies. After all, we don't know how many days we will be trapped here. Woolen cloth."

"Yes." Ke Lan put the energy bar into his small bag and patted Layton's robotic arm. "Have you finished eating? Do you want to go for a walk with me?"

"Take a walk?" Layton turned his head and looked at the surrounding scene, feeling a little confused for a moment.

"Leiton and I will go ahead to explore the road first, and the others will rest where they are for ten minutes." Ke Lan opened the team communication channel and said to everyone.

"Exploring the way?" The hound turned his head and said with a frown, "Should we say goodbye? The most taboo thing in this situation is to move separately. What if that thing suddenly launches an attack while you two are alone? "

"Don't worry, we won't leave your field of vision, but the remote control range of the drone has ended. Layton and I will walk another twenty or thirty meters forward so that the drone can run farther." Ke Lan said.

"Then you must be careful!" the hound ordered.

…

The two of them walked until they were thirty meters away from the main force. Then Ke Lan asked Leighton to squat down and pretended to be playing with the drone.

"Ke Lan, what's the matter? You have to drag me here. Can't you use the one-on-one communication channel?" Leighton asked.

"I need you to do a favor." Ke Lan said.

"What's the deal?"

"Don't rush to ask what the business is. Let me tell you what I just thought of." Ke Lan turned around and glanced at the rescue capsule fixed on the bracket in the distance. Ivan had already finished his meal and was checking on Park Sangwoo. physical condition.

"I suspect that Park Sangwoo has a problem." Ke Lan said solemnly.

"Is there a problem? What problem?" Leighton tilted his head, "Didn't you...have already interrogated him? Does he have something to hide from us?"

"It's hard to say... If my suspicion is correct, it only means that this guy's acting skills are too strong. Not only were we deceived by him, but not... even the big shots in the Security Bureau and Ark's upper echelons... He was deceived."

[P.S. Thanks to the Westeros Otaku Team for the 200 starting coins. 】