Chapter 309 The Aliens

Fang Senyan glanced at the others, noticing their rapt attention, and continued, "When I realized that the captives weren't being devoured immediately by the berserker beasts, I started considering their motives for capturing them. Obviously, they were hungry and lacked food, so the possibility of raising humans to prepare for natural disasters could be dismissed. So, what use could humans be to them other than eating them? It's very likely they're being used as sacrifices to offer to the higher-ranking aliens in the group! To allow the aliens to obtain a preferred parasitic template!"

"And why would they go to such lengths to set up ambushes, using humans as bait to lure others to rescue them? Their goal must be to obtain more human material for the aliens to parasitize!"

"Cough, cough, cough... No need to argue anymore, that thing is indeed an alien." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded near the bonfire. It was Paul, who had woken up. He said wearily, "Do you know how I managed to escape?"

Everyone looked at Paul with admiration. This guy was truly impressive; he had managed to escape on his own in that situation. Paul seemed to enjoy the attention, and couldn't help but feel a bit proud.

"I knew I was in a desperate situation, so I took advantage of Vasily's self-destruction and summoned my darling, Alius, then seized a blind spot in the enemy's thinking and charged into the depths of the monster's lair with Heracles."

Fang Senyan asked curiously, "The depths of the monster's lair? Where's that?"

Paul gave Fang Senyan a helpless look, "You escaped so quickly, you probably don't know that a few centimeters beneath the feet of those two hostages, there was actually a huge pit. The aliens also valued those two unfortunate guys, probably because they had already injected eggs into their bodies with facehuggers, so they wouldn't tolerate the hostages being rescued, as if their offspring were being taken away. As soon as we got within ten meters, those two hostages sank down."

"I immediately chased after the cave where the hostages were being dragged away. Those stupid monsters were caught off guard by me, and in a panic, a total of three aliens came to chase me! Hmph! If I hadn't diverted those guys' attention, only the Sailor and Altaris would have been able to escape the sniper attack of the swamp alien."

"I tracked the two hostages who were dragged away and arrived at a cave beneath the swamp. I discovered a total of five alien eggs inside, so I left Alius to destroy the alien eggs to attract attention, and Heracles covered my escape. In the end, Alius successfully held them back long enough, so my feint worked, and I successfully escaped alive."

Ronnie frowned at this point, "Does that mean that among the enemies we have to deal with, there is also an alien queen?"

Paul shook his head, "In short, I didn't see it, uh. That should be my luck. If I had seen it, then I would definitely have been divided into many pieces at this time, and then slowly digested while being soaked in gastric juices."

Bokan said thoughtfully, "When we attacked the unicorn flying ants before, we heard D'Artagnan say that a queen, a life form with a single purpose and unable to hunt, would not be produced until a biological community had grown strong enough because there simply wouldn't be enough food to support it."

"If we reason according to D'Artagnan's theory, there should only be three aliens in this alien biological community. One should be a female and also a combination that can fight and hunt. It is very likely that it can lay eggs but cannot do it as professionally as a queen, but it can also take care of this aspect."

"For example, if an alien queen can lay one egg every day, then this female may lay one egg a week, but once the number of aliens increases to a certain extent, and can provide enough nutritious food to this female, then it should eat wildly, and then burn its life to lay the last egg in its life: the queen's egg."

Fang Senyan sighed and shook his head, "Hedy Curry and the others are really unlucky. I originally estimated that their chances of survival were about 50%, but after your actions, there's almost no hope."

Everyone immediately understood Fang Senyan's meaning because if there were still alien eggs, according to their habit of parasitizing strong humanoid creatures, they might forcibly parasitize contractors.

And they wouldn't die immediately after being parasitized, but had to wait for the larvae to slowly grow and hatch before they could break out of the body. Even in ordinary humans, the growth cycle of alien larvae is about twenty-four hours, and much stronger contractors should be able to support it for longer.

But now the alien eggs have been destroyed, and the egg-laying cycle of the alien female is also very long, so there is no doubt that the only value of Hedy Curry and the others is to fill their stomachs.

A group of people thought of the fate of their former companions, and couldn't help but feel a chill. The most depressing thing was! They died without even being able to use their greatest abilities and specialties. If they could face each other and display everyone's strengths, not to say they would be sure to win, but it would definitely not be possible to fall into such a miserable situation.

For a time, there was a feeling of coldness like a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.

Looking at the bonfire, Fang Senyan was silent for a while, and then said, "Everyone, rest. Magic-type professions must rest well, and the quality of meditation should be higher, because it is related to the MP value recovery speed tomorrow. I will temporarily create two cultivated humans to keep watch."

At the same time, on the Little Eagle No. 1 base, 2.7 million kilometers away, the unfortunate news had been transmitted.

Phi Ji was like a trapped beast, walking frantically around the office, while Meng Ge sat at the table with his head buried, his hands in his hair, revealing a rare look of decadence.

"These idiots, these idiots!!! They actually courted death!!"

Phi Ji couldn't help roaring loudly.

On the big screen in Phi Ji and Meng Ge's office, the images transmitted by the artificial humans were being played.

As Fang Senyan had guessed, neither the berserker beasts nor the aliens were interested in artificial humans made of plastic, rubber, and additives. What they liked were steaming internal organs, sweet blood, and firm, delicious muscles.

So the motionless artificial humans and those metal objects were all swept into the "junk room" underground, no, to be precise, into the junk cave. Faint, shrill screams could still be heard from outside the screen.

Meng Ge sighed, "How many of them can survive?"

From this sentence, Meng Ge's experience can be seen. When facing difficulties, the first thing he thought of was not complaining and anger, but directly starting to consider the future. It's like a gambler who immediately calculates how much capital he has left to make a comeback after losing, and quickly gets out of the decadence of failure.

Compared with him, Phi Ji, who was called the Black General, was still lacking in experience.

Phi Ji did not answer Meng Ge because he did not know either. Fortunately, an expert in the relevant field quickly answered Meng Ge's question through the network:

"In that situation, the chances of survival will not exceed three people."

Meng Ge suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of ruthless determination. He pressed the intercom:

"Immediately connect me to the commander of the Eleventh Fleet, and tell them that we have made a major breakthrough here, and ask them to immediately approach the Asclepius wormhole and hold large-scale exercises! Let the iron-blooded people's ships detour again."

Phi Ji immediately looked at Meng Ge with an idiotic look, "You...don't you understand? We lost! We lost the bet. Now you still want to use the old man's resources? Are you out of your mind from losing?"

Meng Ge said coldly, "Demotion to major and demotion to lieutenant colonel are no different to me. I can only win now, I can't lose! Since I already know that at least three people are still alive, then even if these three people can only give me 3% hope, I will try my best to cooperate here and turn 3% into 4%!"

"You are a damn madman...I really didn't see it." Phi Ji's eyes were horrified, and then he pushed open the door and hurried out: "I won't be buried with you, my family's power can still protect me. At most, I won't be able to rise to the top when the old man is in power. Goodbye, Meng Ge."

Meng Ge watched Phi Ji close the door and escape in a panic like a lost dog. He suddenly laughed wildly, but the laughter turned into a miserable smile at the end, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Fang Senyan once again judged accurately that someone would come to find the whereabouts of their missing companions, and it would be faster and earlier than he expected.

Just three hours after everyone fell asleep, the two cultivated humans that Fang Senyan had temporarily created first gave a warning, and then Altaris's psionic guard exploded, making a loud noise. As long as they weren't deaf, they should have been awakened.

Immediately afterward, under Bokan's conjuration spell, a rectangular piece of ground quickly subsided, exposing a group of brave soldiers who were crawling forward in full view. If you could add adjectives to them, then the soldiers could be described as "ragged," "lean," and "well-trained."

Fang Senyan took the lead to stand out, and he was immediately pointed at by n weapons. Among these weapons, there were both high-tech plasma ray guns and primitive spears. Fang Senyan spread his hands to show that he had no weapons and no hostility, and then shouted loudly, "I am human, a complete and normal human. Anyone interested in having a beer and two hot dogs together?"