Super Detective in the Fictional World

The speed at which the tentacles come into contact with the red liquid is comparable to movie stunts-the kind of stunt that grows from a wound to a full length, just a few tens of seconds.

Luke turned in his heart, watching the ball head shaking with excitement suddenly, and suddenly took out a glass bottle from the storage space again, and chuckled in his heart: there is something more delicious.

Gently toss the glass bottle high above the head.

At the same time as he tossed the glass bottle, he had already raised the gun in his hand, quickly adjusted the state, and reached the sky above his head. The glass bottle that was about to fall was two shots.

Bang!

A piece of yellow-green slurry was sprayed out with the broken glass, which just spilled into the forehead of the brain.

The happily shaking head suddenly stopped, then shook frantically.

A faint cloud of smoke floated from the yellow-green slurry on its head.

It is obvious to the naked eye that the body is sunken as if insanely swallowed by an invisible ant.

Luke looked at the big monster, his mouth cocked: "I haven't seen more than one big monster."

Da Seafood was going crazy, and a tentacle backhand was drawn on his head.

Unfortunately, this is useless. The corrosive acid from the alien body cannot be solved by pumping his own head.

Luke's rifle fired again, this time hitting the gap in the big seafood's head.

The screams of the big seafood are more intense.

The acid, which was originally corroding the epidermis, opened up new channels for the bullets, which flowed into the deeper body.

Luke was so impressed that he quickly took out his special M500 revolver from the storage space.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Five rounds of armor-piercing projectiles opened a deeper channel in the head.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Five rounds of high-explosive shells were fired in succession, and the sound of fine explosions opened up these new channels.

The big octopus couldn't bear it anymore, and the whole body began to buckle, dozens of tentacles beating randomly on the deck.

Luke closed the revolver without retreating, and advanced more than ten meters. In his hands, glass bottles filled with irregular acid liquid appeared in succession, and he threw it into the wound on his head looking for a gap.

Avoiding the giant tentacles sweeping wildly around, Luke was like a kitten that dodged flexibly in the hands of giants, throwing ten glass bottles at the big octopus's wound one after another, before violently retreating, and took out the M500 revolver again.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Five high-explosive bullets shot into the head of the big octopus again, bursting into pieces.

The action of the big seafood stopped suddenly, and then all shivered.

Luke, who was standing back, could see that the shadow area in his head's wound was rapidly expanding--the body was corroded by the strong acid of the alien shape.

The big seafood was there for several seconds as if it were overpowered, and finally moved again.

This time it was no longer struggling, but was rolling wildly back and forth on board.

The huge cruise ship was shaken by its actions, seeming to overturn.

Luke also felt helpless: How thick is the skin of this big seafood? The abnormal strong acidic body fluid has actually corroded this guy for almost a minute and hasn't tendered it?

Sure enough, large size is also an advantage! At least trying to kill it is far more difficult than imagined.

As Luke thought, the rifle in his hand took turns again, frantically salting the wounds of the big seafood.

Thick skin? Then help you taste faster. He was fierce in his heart.

More than ten seconds later, a loud bang sounded in the sea, and Luke was dumbfounded: because ... the big seafood had fallen to the sea.

The guy rolled and rolled, and finally rolled into the sea, never floating again.

Only the turbulent current surged over the sea surface for a while, and then the movement became smaller and smaller.

Luke held his forehead: Wouldn't this strangely grown octopus run so smartly? Is it because the brain is big and the brain capacity is also big?

At this moment, the system prompt also arrived, which proved his guess.

System: Repel the attack of the mutated deep sea monster, and save all the cruise ship personnel.

Total mission experience 52400, points 52400.

Mission contribution rate is 100%, gain experience 52400, points 52400.

System: The experience reaches 70,000, and the host character level is increased to level 14.

Experience: 9280 (this level has gained experience) / 90000 (this level requires experience)

The remaining base points are 5.

This is really unexpected!

That big octopus will really kill everyone on the cruise.

Therefore, Luke's repulsion was equivalent to saving the lives of more than a thousand tourists and hundreds of staff on board.

Judging from the number of experience points, the number of these people is likely to exceed 2,500.

Luke could only regret it: Atlantic Cruise Lines had a slightly higher load factor this time.

The full capacity of the cruise ship can accommodate 2,600 tourists, plus about 1,000 staff members, the income of experience points can be greatly increased.

Even so, harvesting more than 50,000 experience points at one time is also a rich harvest he has never had.

On the other hand, the system prompt also means that the strangely grown big octopus did not die.

It may be that after falling into the sea water, the alien acid is diluted by the sea water, or it may not be enough for a dozen or so bottles of alien acid.

No matter how bad shaped acid is, it also needs to talk about quantity and concentration.

It is impossible to corrode the earth in one drop, nor to turn the entire ocean into acid in one drop.

However, this deep sea monster looks quite different from an octopus, but some behavior is similar to an octopus.

For example, this huge tentacle that fell in front of Luke's eyes.

In the struggle just now, the big octopus actually broke off a tentacle and ran away. Is this the result of the pain in the head?

Luke groaned for a moment, glanced at the huge tentacle not far away, and returned to find Robert.

After entering the room, he smiled at Robert: "That's it, now I have to find someone to deal with the problem, I will use the phone."

Robert passed the satellite phone directly.

Luke dialed a number: "Hello, I'm Luke Coulson, I have something here, you better hurry up, or I'm afraid someone will be the first ..."

A few minutes later ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he hung up and saw Robert look inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Robert sighed: "Rick Fleger, director of operations for a certain FBI department, right?"

Luke said, "You know?"

Rob nodded characteristically: "Wait a minute, let me talk to him."

Luke: "Okay. I'm going to guard on the deck. There's something there, so you can't touch it casually."

Robert: "I see, you go."

Luke walked out of the room and took a few steps, but the interphone rang: "I smelled the food, it was delicious."

Luke froze: "What?"

"The big guy on the deck, and some liquid on the ground, are all delicious." The sound of a dog's head continued.

Luke thought for a moment and asked, "It's better than lobster and king crab?"