Alien Relic Hunter

"I just……"

Ke Lan was still organizing words in his mind, but Ze Luo suddenly stood up, looked at Ke Lan seriously and said, "I want to protect you."

"..."

"Fuck, that's exciting." The hound tugged at Layton's sleeve, "Why do I feel like the eldest lady is going green? A Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. The key is that this 'Cheng Yaojin' really has three damn axes. …”

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" Layton was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what the hound was saying.

"I don't think so... Ke Lan is already engaged to the eldest lady, and everything that should happen between the two of them has happened. Ke Lan doesn't look like the kind of scumbag who would cheat." Ivan said. Taking a sip of vodka, he said with a serious face, "I think the eldest lady has a better chance of winning. For Ze Luo, Ke Lan should just treat her as a younger sister."

"In terms of looks, that little girl Zeluo is slightly better, but they are pretty much the same... But the advantage of the little girl is that she is young, tsk tsk." Hound lowered his voice and discussed, "The main thing is to look at Ke Lan. That's good, if he is a perverted lolicon, then the little girl is basically stable; if he likes a Yujie type of woman, then the eldest lady still has a chance of winning."

"Can't you just want them all?" No one could have imagined that the usually honest-looking Mongolian man said something shocking at this time, "In ancient times, as long as we Mongolian men were strong enough, it didn't matter how many wives we wanted... Besides, , Don’t those rich people on the Ark now own several women?”

"Well... what you said, Zhuoligetu, is a solution." Hound rubbed the stubble on his chin, "But if I choose to take them all, will the eldest lady be jealous?"

"Uh... Ke Lan has to solve this problem himself." Zhuo Ligetu touched his shiny forehead and showed an honest smile, "It's better for us not to interfere in other people's housework."

Several men here gathered together and discussed the gossip enthusiastically, while in another corner, Valentina had her hands folded in front of her chest, leaning against the mecha, looking at Ke Lan and Ze Luo from a distance. ——Although her face was expressionless, there was a flash of unknown loss in her eyes.

She had just completed her daily physical training. Her half-undressed one-piece driving suit was wrapped around her waist. Her upper body was only wearing a sweat-soaked sports bra. Shocking old injuries and scars could be seen everywhere on her pale body. The heat generated by exercise continues to rise from the body.

She heard others say that Major Chi had received amnesty and had his original military status restored. As long as a series of handover procedures were completed, he would come here - which made Valentina feel a little confused.

She joined the God Hunting Group and followed Ke Lan and others to complete various tasks in order to exchange for enough chips to redeem Chi Hanfeng from prison. But now, this originally seemingly distant goal has been achieved with ease.

She felt that somewhere in her heart seemed to be empty, and there was a strange feeling that was so weird that she couldn't describe it. She once asked Qin Zhao in private, and Qin Zhao said that this was called the long-lost sense of relaxation and freedom. It's like all the money owed has been paid back.

"This is how it feels to be debt-free and light-hearted. You don't have to carry anything anymore and you can live for yourself. Isn't that great?" These were Qin Zhao's exact words.

Live for yourself... Valentina remembered that guy once said this to herself.

For Major Chi Hanfeng, Valentina is more of a teacher and father figure; but for Ke Lan, even she herself can't explain what it feels like.

…

"Okay, if you must go..." Ke Lan rubbed his temples helplessly, "But you can only take action when I ask you to take action."

"Okay." Ze Luo nodded.

"Other candidates to participate in this operation..." Ke Lan glanced at everyone one by one, but before he could name them, an officer wearing the uniform of a second lieutenant of the Field Corps appeared in his field of vision.

"Are you here in such a hurry to urge us to set off?" Ke Lan couldn't help but frowned.

"Mr. Ke Lan, there is a special supply that I need you to receive." The second lieutenant quickly ran to Ke Lan and handed him a tablet.

"What kind of supplies require me to come and sign for them personally?" Ke Lan was slightly startled. If it is weapons and equipment sent by the field corps, it is the same if it is received directly by Fleet Zero... If it is said that this thing requires him to come in person. Acceptance, that can only mean that this is probably something that cannot be made public.

"It's a tactical mecha." The second lieutenant took half a step closer and lowered his voice and said to Ke Lan: "The people above said that this is a decisive battle equipment specially distributed to the God Hunting Group."

"Mecha? Equipment for decisive battles?" Ke Lan was even more confused. Except for Layton's mecha, Valentina was the only pilot in the entire hunting group, but Valentina had just It was replaced by the "Augustus" newly developed by the Ye Consortium - in Ye Yan's words, within the next ten years, there will not be a machine with stronger performance than the Augustus on the Ark. The gap between the current top customized aircraft and Augustus can only be described as "spanning several generations". As for ordinary mass-produced aircraft, that is not to mention.

Not counting R\u0026D costs, just the material costs alone, the cost of one "Augustus" is enough to manufacture hundreds of mass-produced "Phoenix" skeleton airframes.

Will the undead crew send a mecha at this time? Ke Lan really didn't understand what their purpose was.

Ke Lan subconsciously set his sights on Ye Yan, who had just arrived in Yagunaktor.

Ke Lan asked him with his eyes: Do you know what this is?

Seeing Ke Lan looking at him, Ye Yan immediately shook his head like a rattle, and even the fat on his cheeks flew up: "I don't know anything, Augustus is already the most advanced machine of the Ye Consortium. Almost all of our best engineers and mechanics there have been transferred to develop Augustus... Moreover, we have not received any cooperation application for the mecha development project from the institute."

"This machine has nothing to do with Ye's consortium?" Ke Lan muttered in his heart, so it was independently developed by the equipment department of the institute? But without the technical and resource support of the Ye Consortium, could the depleted research institute really develop a machine stronger than "Augustus" in such a short period of time?

Forget it, never mind, just sign for it first... If it's a pile of scrap metal that's delivered, then just throw it into the warehouse. With this idea in mind, Ke Lan signed his name on the receipt.

The camera on the top of the tablet detached itself from the fuselage and floated in front of Ke Lan. A horizontal red laser shot out of the lens and scanned Ke Lan's face.

"The identity is confirmed and the goods have been signed for." After the second lieutenant finished reading the formulaic lines, he took out the communication equipment and said to the microphone: "Bring the things in, remember, take the No. 3 transmission channel."

"Transmission channel No. 3?" This time, not only Ke Lan, but also the hound was a little curious.

In order to facilitate the entry and exit of personnel and supplies to the frontline supply base, Ke Lan opened four "semi-permanent" transmission channels through the console connecting the inside and outside of Yagunaktor. Channel 1 is a small channel for personnel to enter and exit. As for Channel 2 and No. 3 is a large transmission channel specially used to transport large-volume goods.

Among them, the size of the transmission channel No. 3 is more than twice that of the No. 2 - in order to save the energy of Yaguna Kotor, even during the construction process of the frontline base, there are only those that cannot be separated. Only large prefabricated modules will choose to go through the No. 3 transmission channel, and other materials are basically transported in from the No. 2 channel by manpower.

"Is he a big guy?" Layton rubbed his hands with a look of enthusiasm on his face.

Generally speaking, common six-meter humanoid mechas and various vehicles can pass through the No. 2 channel. Only goods with a height, length or width exceeding ten meters and a weight exceeding 450 kilograms are required. Using Channel 3... Could it be that the body the undead crew will send over... is a Gundam?

But the problem is that Gundam thing... only makes sense in the world view of Gundam. In the real world, it is just a flashy "cool thing".

Years of actual combat experience have proven that when a humanoid mecha—whether an autonomous robot or a manned vehicle— exceeds eight meters in height, its practicality index will drop off a cliff. It is precisely for this reason that most humanoid mechas currently in service are essentially an enlarged version of power armor, rather than the mechanical giants that are more than ten meters or even nearly a hundred meters high that appear in carrot slices.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, a fifteen-meter-tall gray metal container gradually appeared from the exit of the No. 3 transmission channel. The container was densely covered with seals, and a security force equipped with heavy power armor stood guard next to the container.

"It's really big..." Leighton moved forward excitedly, but was stopped by the guards.

"No one is allowed to touch the container without the permission of the signer." A cold voice came from under the helmet of the power armor. Several soldiers behind even picked up the electromagnetic rifles in their hands and pointed the muzzles at Layton.

"Don't worry." Ke Lan walked up and patted Leighton on the shoulder.

Seeing Ke Lan step forward, the guards who were at war with each other a second ago immediately put away their weapons and stepped aside.

"By the way, I'm just here to unpack the express. Is that okay?" Ke Lan turned to look at the second lieutenant of the field corps and asked.

If the body inside is really something shady, maybe even using it has to be done secretly, right?

But the problem is... Ke Lan has no idea that there are any shady things now. Even the nuclear weapons and biological and chemical weapons in the old era that were restricted by various international conventions have already been put into actual combat. In the face of survival, where can Are there any "taboos" at all...

"Uh, this... the people above didn't say anything," the second lieutenant said.

"That should be enough?" Ke Lan reached out and tore off the seal attached to the electronic lock, and then put his palm on it.

Along with a mechanical sound, the door of the container slowly rose upwards, and a chilly white mist escaped from the container.

"Does something like a mecha... need to be refrigerated for transportation?"

However, when Ke Lan saw clearly what was inside the container, his movements froze.

It was a rusty metal mecha that looked like it was pieced together from discarded parts picked up from a junkyard.

Although it was just kneeling quietly in the container, the machine exuded an extremely dangerous aura, as if it were a sleeping beast that would wake up at any time.

The surface of the body is also embedded with dense blood vessel-like veins, in which the slowly flowing liquid exudes a faint red fluorescence.

Its body structure is similar to that of humans. The trunk, limbs, joints and even the texture of the muscles are all depicted... but it only lacks a head.

Anyone who sees this mecha for the first time will involuntarily think of a mythical and legendary figure - Xing Tian.

This was not the first time Ke Lan saw this mecha.

This one - the "blasphemer" mecha.

There is actually a "blasphemer" in the hands of the Immortal Crew? !

Where did they find this mecha? Is it in other Alpha civilization ruins?

Ke Lan walked around the machine, but he didn't feel that familiar feeling... He was basically certain that this "blasphemer" was not the one he abandoned in the abyss.

But thinking about it, given the technological level of Alpha Civilization, it shouldn't be difficult to mass-produce such weapons.

Ke Lan glanced at the "manifest list" posted on the inside of the container. The Ark - or rather, the Undead Crew Association, named this machine "Fallen Angel Unit No. 1: Lucifer".

This name is full of middle-class atmosphere. Without even thinking about it, it must have come from that guy Pan.

But from a certain perspective, this "translated name" can be regarded as "faithful, expressive and elegant" - after all, the concept of "angel" does not exist in the language of the Alpha civilization. The name "blasphemer" is associated with betrayal. There seems to be nothing wrong with God's "fallen angels" being linked together.

But if Ke Lan was asked to name this machine, he would definitely call it "Xingtian".

The "Heavy Armor-piercing Sword" and "Plasma Charged Cannon" are the standard weapons of the Blasphemer mecha. This "Lucifer" has both of them, but I don't know if there is an "annihilation bomb" inside the machine. Being used... If not, does the person piloting this mecha have the authority to use it?

"What... what is this?!" Leighton's surprised voice came from behind. Ke Lan turned around and saw that everyone else had gathered in front of the container. Countless surprised eyes focused on the renamed machine. "Lucifer"'s blasphemer mecha.

[P.S. Thanks to H Hanpaopao for the 100 starting coins. 】