Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 112 David inside the spaceship

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 112 David inside the spaceship

The three Vajra Talismans turned into the phantom of a Vajra Buddha statue about one foot tall with angry eyes.

This three-meter-tall Buddha statue holds a vajra pestle in one hand and a single palm of the other hand, forming an image of angry eyes wide open, shining brightly.

The place where the Tang and Song Dynasties stood was exactly between the chest and abdomen of the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue stretched out, as if it was covered with a layer of golden armor in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Four red laser beams hit the demon-conquering pestle held by the Buddha statue.

There is a faint shadow of the Buddha's light relic appearing on the demon-conquering pestle.

The golden light is dense, the relics are shining, and the four red lasers are like shooting into a golden bottomless ocean...

Chi chi chi! Red and golden light complement each other...

The red laser continues to melt the golden Buddha light...

Boom! Boom!

In the shadow corner, Charles Wieland quietly raised his exoskeleton mecha arm. From the five thick alloy fingers, two balls of fire burst out from the muzzle of a large hand cannon that was as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

The two robots that were concentrating on fighting the waves were directly hit by two guns. The huge shock wave directly blew half of their bodies into the sky. Before they landed, metal parts were scattered all over the sky.

Tsk tsk...

The upper half of a robot's body fell to the ground and was shattered into pieces. Its arms were twitching on the ground, and the red laser on its index finger was still outputting unconsciously.

As its arms swayed, the red laser was like an unpressurized high-pressure water pipe, cutting and swaying back and forth in the room.

The huge stone statue was split into two, and scratches as thick as an index finger were punched through the wall...

Faced with this unconscious attack, Charles Wieland and Jacob, the master and servant, shuttled around the room in embarrassment, avoiding the shrouded trajectory of the red laser.

As the robot's arm twitched, the index finger laser flashed across the sky, and the red laser directly split the metal plate cage holding the Alien Queen in two.

The alien queen who had just grown into an adult was smoothly divided into two parts before she had time to lay eggs!

The high temperature of the red laser directly burned the body of the Alien Queen until it was seven-year-old, and the tangy smell of barbecue wafted in the room.

Tsk!

After the red laser cut the Alien Queen into pieces, the robot seemed to have exhausted its last trace of energy. Half of its body got up, shook its head in the direction of Tang and Song, stiffened directly, and entered a state of death.

"Let's talk?"

Tang Song pinched the man's ankle, lifted him upside down, and shook him as if he were carrying a bag.

"**^#......"

The man had an expressionless face and mechanically spit out a string of weird characters, like a downed robot.

"Um?!"

The Tang and Song Dynasties pointed their fingers like swords, and a pale white sword light shot out from the fingertips, grazing the man's face and sinking into the ground, punching a bottomless hole in the stone floor.

The sword light grazed the tip of his nose. The man's expression remained dull, but for a moment, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank.

"Guess if I can let you see my own brain with this finger!"

Listening to the indifferent words, I felt a wave of energy gathering above me.

"Sir, if you have something to say, please say it nicely, please don't be impulsive!"

The man directly spread his hands, put them in front of him, and crossed his hands repeatedly. His stiff face suddenly became very lively, with a flattering smile, and he spoke authentic Chinese!

Tang Song casually threw it away, and the white man he was holding flipped twice in the air and landed on the ground with his head and feet.

"Where are you from? Alien?"

Tang Song looked at the man in front of him, tapped his cane, and asked.

"Alien? No, technically I was also born on this planet. When the engineers made me, they used materials from this planet. Strictly speaking, we are all fellow villagers!"

The man glanced at Tang Song, then looked at Charles Wieland and Jacob who were surrounding him, with words in their mouths.

"Engineer, is he still alive?"

Charles Weiland looked at the man in front of him with some excitement.

"Alive?!" The man blinked,

"If 伱 refers to his vital signs, the cryogenic chamber in the spacecraft does maintain his most basic vital signs!

But from a medical perspective on your planet, he entered the stage of brain death thousands of years ago, and even if he wakes up in a dormant cryo chamber, he will only be in a vegetative state!"

"Brain dead, vegetative!" Charles Wilander was in a daze. In the ancient ruins he explored, engineers have always been regarded by ancient ancestors as creators, prophets, and even gods.

Now he was suddenly told that the creator was brain dead and the god had turned into a vegetative state. This news that somewhat subverted his cognition made Charles Weiland confused for a moment.

He looked at the man in front of him.

"What about you, who are you and why are you on the spaceship!"

Charles Wieland asked while raising the thick hand cannon in his hand and aiming it at the man's chest.

"I'm just an assistant created by engineers. In the words of you earthlings, I'm just a clone, a bionic!"

The man faced Charles Wieland at gunpoint and spoke eloquently:

"Sir, I don't think a clone of me will pose any threat to you!"

"What did you come for? A spaceship!?

I can help you. Although the energy of this spacecraft has been exhausted when it landed on the earth,

But for thousands of years, relying on the geothermal energy here, the energy on the current spacecraft is enough to maintain it flying inside the orbit of this planet!

My name is David, believe me, sir, I will be a qualified spaceship captain!"

The man kept promoting himself towards Charles Wilander, but his eyes glanced at Tang Song without hesitation, paying attention to his reaction at any time. Obviously, compared to Charles Wilander, Captain David

I have a clearly more suitable employer in mind.

Charles Wieland frowned when he saw this scene.

"Is there a genetic modulation module on this ship?"

Charles Weiland drove an exoskeleton mecha up to David, pinched his neck with a thick metal palm, and roughly interrupted him from making secret glances at Boss Tang.

"Sir, you are here for the gene modulation cabin. Well, it's understandable. Judging from your current physical condition, you still have up to a year and a half left!"

Being held in mid-air by the neck, David kept chattering.

"But you are lucky. There is indeed a gene modulation cabin on the spacecraft, and the energy on the spacecraft is enough to start a genetic modulation!"

David's words made Charles Wilander's tense expression somewhat soften.

He spent more than ten years to engineer the gene modulation technology of the race, and only the gene modulation cabin could harmlessly restore him to the physical state of his youth.

"Sir, I need to remind you that the remaining energy on the spacecraft is only enough to support the activation of the genetic modulation module once!"

David looked at Charles Weiland, then looked at Tang Song and Jacob who stood silently aside.

The meaning is obvious, there are three of you here, and there is only one chance for gene modulation.

Whoosh!

Charles Wieland's hand froze, and his rapid breathing could even be heard in the room.

His eyes quietly turned to Tang Song who was aside.

In the eyes of the elderly Charles Weiland, Tang and Song Dynasties are undoubtedly the biggest competitors, if Tang and Song Dynasties really want to compete with him.

After witnessing the superpower that Tang Song had just demonstrated, Charles Wilander only felt his throat was a little dry.

"Don..."

"Mr. Wilander, I am still young and quite satisfied with my current physical condition. I have no intention of changing it for the time being!"

Tang Song interrupted Charles Weiland with a smile, took two steps back, spread his hands, and showed that he had no intention of competing with him.

"After this incident is over, Mr. Wilander will still need to worry more about joining the Holy Shield Brotherhood!"

Charles Weiland looked at Tang and Song Dynasty retreating in the shadows, and for some reason he suddenly felt moved.

He had been in the business world for decades and was used to intrigues. He had never encountered young people like Tang and Song who still chose credibility when faced with the opportunity to live for decades longer.

For a moment, Charles Wieland even thought about releasing the neutral antidote in the exoskeleton to relieve the neurological anesthetic he had released.

This neuronarcotic is a neurotoxin extracted from an alien organism by Wieland Industries. When it encounters another biotin, it will instantly synthesize another highly potent neurotoxin.

A dose of one thousandth of a milligram of this neurotoxin is enough to kill an adult African elephant.

He once quietly conducted experiments on Hammond's dinosaurs. A Brachiosaurus that was more than ten meters tall and weighed several tens of tons could only sustain itself for one second at a dose of one thousandth of a milligram.

This neurotoxin was also Charles Wieland's last resort.

Charles Wieland ultimately did not release the mitigating neutral antidote, at least not until he completed genetic modification.

"Don, you will be the most trusted friend of the Wilander family!"

Charles Weiland took a deep look at Tang Song, then looked back at the artificial human David who was being held in mid-air by his neck.

"Now! Mr. David, I need you to open the door of the spacecraft for me!"

David was put down by him, and with a thick muzzle pressed against his back, he pushed him towards the direction of the spacecraft.

What Charles Wieland didn't notice was that a figure overlapped with the Tang and Song Dynasty figures in the shadows.

laugh!

A match was struck and the cigar beside his mouth was lit. The flame of the cigar head breathed in the shadow, and the light and dark were intertwined, just like Boss Tang's eyes at this time.

…………

The silver-gray spaceship cabin was spotless, and the metal walls on both sides of the passage reflected the entire group of people in it, as if they were in a mirror corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, there are "people" who look exactly like David.

Their bodies were upright, but their eyes were all closed and their heads were slightly bowed. They looked like two rows of statues.

"They are all robots, responsible for maintaining the hull structure of the spacecraft, cleaning the cabin, and taking care of the cultures!"

David walked in the corridor of the spaceship and introduced to the three people behind him:

"Just like No. 1 and No. 2 that you destroyed, they are all metal parts inside, but they are covered with a layer of bionic leather on the outside!"

Buzz!

A group of coin-sized beetles crawled on his shoulders. These crawling little guys made David resist the idea of ​​waking up the robots on both sides of the corridor and became a friendly tour guide.

"This room is the cultivation room, a laboratory used by engineers to cultivate black water aliens!"

As David's fingertips slid, the silver-gray bulkhead instantly turned transparent.

Tang Song looked in the direction of David's finger. In the training room, there were neatly arranged metal jars filled with black liquid.

It is hard to imagine that the aliens who are the ultimate predators are all cultivated from the black liquid in these metal jars.

According to David, the original intention of engineers coming to this planet was to find an experimental planet suitable for cultivating aliens.

It's just that there was a slight deviation in the middle, which caused the spacecraft to run out of energy when it landed, and the engineer also fell into a dormant state after creating his assistant to maintain the operation of the spacecraft.

As for the reason why the engineer cultivated the alien, David was not very clear. He only vaguely knew that the engineer's goal was not the alien. This kind of creature was just an unexpected product of the engineer's pursuit of his goal.

According to David, he has been taking care of this cultivation room since the engineer went into hibernation.

"What's going on with those Predators? They obviously use this pyramid as a training ground? What's the intersection between the Engineers and the Predators?"

Hearing Tang Song's question, the android David's eyes were a little uncertain.

"Before I was created, the operating procedure of the spacecraft was like this,

Once the Alien Queen is eliminated, according to the procedure, I will create a new one in the training room and add it to the pyramid outside. As for the reason, it is like a program engraved in my mind, and I am not very clear about it!"

In response to David's remarks, Tang and Song Dynasties just nodded and did not react.

As for whether he believes in this bionic artificial man, only Boss Tang himself knows.

The spaceship is about a few hundred meters in size, with an area like an extra-large cruise ship.

Judging from the overall structure and layout, the owner of this spacecraft is obviously larger than humans on earth.

From the perspective of the corridor, it doesn't look crowded at all when Charles Wieland drives an exoskeleton mecha more than two meters high.

Coupled with some of the furnishings on the spacecraft, it can be seen that the size of the Engineers should be about three to four meters.

Put on the earth, it can be said to be a veritable giant.

Under the leadership of David, a group of people from Tang and Song Dynasties quickly saw the true face of this engineer in Lushan.

In a room in the spaceship, David entered the permissions and opened a hatch.

"This is the dormant warehouse!"

In a pure white environment, two translucent egg-shaped pods, one large and one small, are placed in the room.

The large translucent egg-shaped cabin is closed, and the cabin is almost five meters long.

Tang Song walked closer to check and stood in front of the dormant warehouse.

Through the translucent cabin, you can see a bald giant wearing something like an oxygen mask lying inside.

The white skin looks almost pale. Judging from the rising and falling chest, this white giant does still have vital signs.

Tang and Song held the cane's fingertips and kneaded the secret, and the true energy poured into his pupils, circulating the true energy and opening the Dharma Eyes.

The Tang and Song dynasties took a closer look at this white giant,

Although the power of Qi and blood is strong, only a little bit of soul remains.

The body is still alive, but the soul has dissipated,

From the perspective of modern medicine, this situation is a typical brain death.

If we look at it from the perspective of the Jambu world, this is the body without a soul. For the lonely ghosts, this is undoubtedly the most perfect object and the best body to seize.

The best thing is that the life breath of this body is comparable to that of some naturally heterogeneous spirits. Even after the body is taken away, it will still have a good life of at least two to three hundred years.

If placed in the world of Jambu, just this physical body can be replaced by a batch of good-quality evil spirits that can condense evil spirits.

(End of chapter)