Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 10
"Really..."

"Disgusting..."

The stomach was rolling, and when the stomach was wriggling, there was a sour smell in George's throat, which made him want to retch.

Even after graduating from the police academy, the psychological endurance is very strong among ordinary people.

But when the intestines, lungs or other internal organs are separated from human flesh and blood, and flow to his feet with the sewage in a pink to pale color, the slippery feeling that can be felt even through boots touch...

There is also the smell of raw meat with a little heat, like the bloody domestic pig being slaughtered...

It still made him a little unbearable.

George wrapped himself in a sheer black raincoat, a bright flashlight and a metal bat at his feet.

[Patter. 】

[Patter. 】

[Patter. 】

[Patter. 】

……

The buttons are pressed tightly one by one.

This is the entrance to the locker room, on the edge of the court, with bright green emergency lights in the small storage room next to it.

He was poised in the shadow of the door niche.

Try to tone your muscles and stretch slowly, joint by joint.

Breathing is heavy.

In the past 16 years, the most courageous thing George has done is probably secretly hiding an alien grenade when the New York War broke out two years ago, and that thing was later confiscated by Sarah and sold to Stark.

Or they would occasionally fight the top of the Forbidden City with the gangsters in the school PK, although most of them lost more than they won.

Like now, I really want to take action against something that uses power beyond the reach of ordinary people...

Still the first time.

He was looking for the best moment, but the situation seemed desperate.

Peter probably didn't notice—perhaps because he's been in the superhero business for such a short time, and never had any special training—

Just before the few policemen helped their two colleagues who were suspected of being infected into the teaching building, terrible things began to happen to these two people.

They... seem to be rotting.

Like dead for days.

Even the exposed body parts have begun to appear corpse spots...

Maybe I was wrong.

After all, it was still raining so heavily, more than ten meters away.

George consoled himself.

Out of the corner of his eye he glimpsed the ground.

The school's drainage system began to stretch a bit.

Under the torrential rain, the stagnant water gets deeper.

Looking from this direction, with the dim lights in the teaching building, George could clearly see body tissue or fresh, but apparently dead, blood slowly trickling down to the feet of the alien.

Its body did not collapse.

But those flesh or organs overflowed from some huge wounds that could not heal.

It's just that the granulation on the edge of those wounds squirmed, quickly repairing the broken shell.

What a horrible creature.

It looks like a zombie, but it is far more dangerous and weird than a zombie. In comparison, it should probably be described as a ghost or a monster.

Police have begun to organize the evacuation of students from the other side of the building, but they seem to be in trouble.

The entire school has been cordoned off, and there are television drones hovering in the sky.

Police cars and police almost surrounded here.

In this bad weather, even the most desperate war correspondents who wanted to get first-hand information were unwilling to take the risk of taking a helicopter and go straight to the scene.

"It has to be dealt with before the police use Molotov cocktails."

George lifted the bat cautiously.

The mission requirement is that he must kill this alien.

At this time, Peter had bound it with spider silk.

Gunshots rang out in the classroom.

"not good--"

George realized that probably the two people who had just been infected had developed a disease.

He hurriedly looked into the door niche of the teaching building.

The depths there were pitch black, and a dark liquid slowly spread outward until it bordered the end of the rain curtain.

problem occurs.

But the students were still upstairs, so they didn't have time to evacuate.

Harry!

George stared.

He took a deep breath to let his shortness of breath recover, and his beating heart calmed down.

A little, probably less than one percent of the memories from the Sims were unsealed in an instant, covering his cerebral cortex.

These memories are vivid, all of which are scenes of fighting with the aliens that appeared in the Albert Empire in the Sims.

In reality, George has never experienced a life-and-death fight, even the New York War, he received the best protection, and was the first batch of minors who were arranged to enter the air-raid shelter for refuge.

He was a little nervous.

After all, aliens are no better than criminals.

But now, his mind is at peace.

[Kangdang——]

Under the faint green fluorescent light in the storage room, the metal bat fell to the ground, covering it and the clothes slipped off.

It is solid.

There are traces of hitting hard objects on it, and it is uneven.

"Ok, ok, ok..."

"First step, rush out."

"Second step, weaken it with strong light."

"The third step is to hit it from above the rear side, crushing its spine."

"It's that simple……"

"You can, you can, you can..."

"Don't be nervous, just like you learned before."

George pumped himself up, his thighs and arms tensed, his shoulders against the push-out locker room door.

The top of the backside of this strange species is almost undefended, and this direction is the edge of the strong light, which can avoid the sight of any eye on its body.

【Crackling—】

Lightning streaked across the sky.

The moment the strong light of the lightning fell on it, the alien's movements became a little slow. On the irregular, flat and huge face, except for the most central mouth, the others were all opened wide and breathing rapidly. , choking sounds and grunting growls from the vocal cords.

It is not afraid of thunder.

But fear the light of lightning.

Peter hadn't noticed this yet.

Because this change lasts for a few seconds each time, and in his eyes, the action patterns of aliens, or infected bodies, are always unpredictable.

"Roar……"

"Tear...Tear..."

"guide……"

"I'm very hungry……"

"The smell of raw meat..."

……

A slight hum came intermittently from the teaching building along with other words that humans could not understand.

These words seem to have been deliberately inserted into meaningless morphemes, making people think that they are roaring like beasts.

Two infected bodies came out of the dark corridor slowly and twisting their bodies.

Their postures are weird, like scenes from horror movies.

One of them was on its back, crawling on all fours, its head was almost pressed into its neck by tremendous force.

The other was riddled with holes, its skin seemed to have been pulled out, showing a disgusting scarlet.

They seem to act under the call of aliens called believers to rescue it.

Peter was under attack.

He reacted quickly, and the spider silk was launched instantly.

But under the obstruction of the heavy raindrops, it was impossible to touch the two newly emerged infected bodies.

He cursed under his breath.

George checked the time and put all his strength into it.

【boom--】

The disrepaired metal gates were broken from their joints.

【Crack! 】

The flashlight was turned on, and a strong light of at least [-] lumens was shot from the locker room at the alien like the setting sun!
It couldn't bear such a strong light, and its entire back festered in an instant, revealing the inactive internal organs wrapped in flesh and blood, and an incomparably thick spine that could be vaguely seen!

Under the heavy rain, George kicked the ground with one foot.

He himself did not expect that this leap was as high as two or three floors.

The metal bat in his hand reflected the strong light, instantly clearing the rain curtain in an area!

"spine!"

"Its weak point is the spine!"

【boom! ! ! 】

【Crack! ! 】

　This chapter should have been published early in the morning.

　　I thought I did too.

　　In the end, I woke up and found that I didn't send it out at all, Gan.

　　Fill.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)