Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 8

"call……"

"call……"

The heavy breathing echoed in the small space, and a thin layer of water droplets hung on the long and narrow glass due to the condensation of water vapor.

Outside, the torrential rain quickly accumulated water, and then flowed down to the basement, flowing down the narrow glass like a waterfall, and entering the dark sewer that was faintly emitting thin white smoke from the methane.

"There are not many opportunities..."

George said to himself.

This is the locker room near the stadium. On the ground not far away, the alien named "Believer" is roaring in a low voice and walking towards the police near the teaching building.

The growling sound does not appear to come from a single vocal cord.

Instead, several vocal cords were vibrating at different frequencies, and then emitted from a certain vocal organ on the surface of this strange species at the same time, which was unnervingly weird.

Its bodily fluids flow to the ground, eroding stones or dirt.Heavy raindrops fell on its body, and it was evaporated in an instant because of its shockingly high body temperature.

White steam surrounded the strange creature so much that the officers didn't even know what they were dealing with.

The bullets were like a torrent of steel, and they were poured into the body of the alien.

Looking from George's direction, these metal objects were quickly squirmed and squeezed by the flesh and blood inside the machine into a few drooping granules protruding out one meter long like sea sausage behind the alien.

The granulation twisted slowly in a posture that made George almost vomit, spitting out the bullet with pink body tissue out of the organ whose end looked like a human mouth.

[Ding Ding Ding——]

The spit out bullets collided with each other, making a metallic sound.

[Heterogeneity: Believers]

[Level 1 heterogeneous.

Evaluation: You cannot cope alone for the time being.

Weaknesses: glare, spine. 】

George looked again at the attribute panel that he could only see after walking in, but there was no description of strength and endurance at all.

He was originally over there in the teaching building.

But I came here because I saw the weakness of strong light.

There is a super bright flashlight with a brightness of 32000 lumens in the locker room.

It was bought by a stupid team who spent a lot of money.

It is said that it was for pretense.

However, the pretense was unsuccessful. Instead, he burned his retina and went to the hospital, and he still hasn't come out yet.

George nervously wrapped himself in a black raincoat, and covered the flashlight in his hand, which weighed at least [-] kilograms, with a denim jacket left behind by an unknown number of seniors.

He glanced down.

Near the collar of the denim jacket was a lip print so dim it was barely visible.

"I'm sorry senior, I really need this dress."

George took the dress off and threw it on the ground, and kicked the lip print on the soles of his feet until the dust and dirt completely covered the denim jacket that had witnessed the love story of this unlucky senior.

Then use it again to cover the flashlight.

The rain in summer comes and goes quickly.

The torrential rain is gradually subsiding.

The policemen retreated while beating, almost retreating to the wall of the teaching building.

The school is riddled with holes.

But George is still waiting.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

The mission requirement is for him to kill the aliens, and he is willing to wait a little longer on the premise that these police officers will not suffer casualties.

"Peter, Peter, if you don't come out again, the Daily Bugle will say that you are dying..."

George's palms were sweating.

He held a strong flashlight in his left hand, and a metal bat weighing at least [-] kilograms in his right hand, which was originally used for decoration and symbolism.

Judging from the alien's performance in dealing with hot weapons, it should be difficult for sharp weapons to injure its spine.

But blunt objects are different.

When this thing is pushed down with a stick, it can smash you into pieces with enough force.

The rain is light.

Finally, the monster's figure was no longer accompanied by strong white steam, but appeared in front of more than a dozen policemen.

Behind four or five explosion-proof shields, two female police officers wailed in horror.

what is that...

Even though the New York Police Department has dealt with so many cases of infection and physical injury, this is the first time even they have seen such a thing.

At least seven or eight human bodies were stripped of their bones and facial features, and kneaded together in a weird and rough way to form a pile of completely asymmetrical fat pieces.

Many facial features, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, grow on the face of this ghost in a way that ordinary people can't understand, and move like they grow on a human face.

The rain seems to be picking up again.

The police are running out of ammunition.

Their gunfire was not as fierce as before.

[Gulu——]

[Gulu——]

[Gulu——]

The believer has no lower limbs, and moves forward slowly like a slug, relying on glued together, slippery, shapeless flesh and blood that exposes nerve tissue.

It was a softened human body without bones.

Its body surface has no skin, it is all exposed subcutaneous tissue, showing a disgusting bright red.

The blood-like fluid flowed down the ravine.

The path it walked on was a pool of frighteningly highly corrosive body fluids.

Behind it, stretch out four or five throat-like tails.

Along the way, many projectiles that were expelled from the body were scattered.

"We're out of ammo!"

"withstand!"

Because this group of police officers was directly in front of the alien, the other police officers behind did not dare to shoot at will, for fear of accidentally injuring friendly troops.

A big black man stood against the explosion-proof shield, but was easily lifted up by a different kind of pink sibling made of unknown number of limbs.

Then it hit the ground ten meters away, unconscious.

Three fresh arms grew in irregular positions on both sides of its body. These arms were not even the same size, and they were extremely distorted, as if dozens of joints had grown.

A bloody smell emanated from the monster's body.

It approached step by step, and the breath of death seemed to envelope everyone in an instant.

George gripped the bat in the shadows.

If Peter never shows up...

【dong——】

A section of hard, painted metal street lamp roared and smashed into the chest of the alien from a distance of more than 20 meters.

Then it easily penetrated its flesh and blood, punctured its internal organs, and welded to the corroded ground.

In the heavy rain, a red figure descended from the sky!

"It's Spider-Man!"

"Spiderman!"

Little Spider's reputation is also very loud in the police station, and he has done many good things.

Few people in this world would believe the nonsense of the Daily Bugle.

"Gentlemen and ladies!"

In the rain, Peter didn't wear a mask.

For some unknown reason, it suddenly became darker.

He didn't look back, but took the posture before the battle,

"Leave it to me here!"

At this point, George relaxed his muscles.

Although he can rely on a physique that is far beyond ordinary people to temporarily block this alien, but after all, he cannot compare with Spider-Man.

If he goes, it may result in death.

Peter came to fight the first wave, and there is a high probability that he will not be injured.

　Chapter 2, although a bit late
　　
　
(End of this chapter)