[Rebirth] Interstellar Counterattack Guide

When Michael handed over the reagent to them, he clearly pointed out that it must be injected into the corpse king's blood vessel to have any effect.

In other words, it can interact with the blood of mutated creatures.

Quick flicked his fingers, separated a small piece from the metal two-legged table they were riding, kneaded it into an awl shape in mid-air, and then shot at the corpse king with force.

However, this powerful blow left no trace on the corpse king's skin at all.

He Zhishu raised his eyebrows, "It looks like it needs to be smoothed."

It's a pity that there has not been a beautician profession in the interstellar world that specializes in serving mutant creatures under illegal genetic experiments.

Quick retracted the metal cone and then created a larger attack weapon.

This made the metal mount under their feet start to crumble, and He Zhishu reminded him, "Don't force it." It didn't take long for him to regain the power, and he might not be able to control it as he wanted immediately.

Michael held the test tube in his arms and muttered, "In fact, the attacks of these mutated creatures are not contagious. They were forcibly modified from the genetic level, so they have a rejection reaction and become what they are now...they themselves are not Does not carry any viruses or bacteria that would infect other living things."

This sentence made He Zhishu frowned, "Are you sure?"

Michael nodded emphatically: "I'm sure as an authoritative scientist in genetics."

He Zhishu: "...But if these things themselves are not contagious, then why are the birds and beasts on the planet under our feet mutated?"

Michael was taken aback: "What? I haven't received such a report! It's impossible!" He said firmly, "Unless these mutated creatures can genetically modify other creatures... I can guarantee 100% that they will Does not carry any source of infection at all!"

He Zhishu: "..."

Wait, if that's the case?

The faces of everyone on the Green Shade became serious. If what Michael said was true, then it meant that after the 'Monroe' mercenary group was forcibly transformed on this planet, there were still some experimenters who continued to transform the planet. other creatures on the planet.

And most likely, these men's nefarious experiments are still ongoing.

Assas stood up suddenly, his expression was dark and unclear, he raised his hand and moved his joints deeply, lowered his head and said, "Make me a syringe."

He said this to Quick.

And the metal superhuman immediately followed his words and manipulated the metal in his hand to make a metal syringe as thick as a child's arm.

Its needle was long and sharp. Assas took out the tube of reagent that he had taken from He Zhishu's hand, crushed the top of the bottle with a light crush, and poured all the liquid inside into the syringe.

Michael was stunned by his heroic manner, and took two steps back in horror, which made the platform they were riding on suddenly unstable and shook violently.

During the shaking, the solution in Asas's hand did not drip out at all.

He calmly completed the container conversion this time, and then threw the useless test tube into the zombie crowd below.

The mutated creature in that piece immediately let out a long and mournful scream after touching the test tube fragments stained with a little reagent.

The vocal cords of some mutated creatures have rotted and fallen off during the mutation, while the other part remained.

Two different roars intertwined, it is downright noise.

He Zhishu covered his ears and cursed, "Fuck!"

Assas held the needle in his hand, moved his joints again and made a jumping posture.

Michael was surprised: "What are you doing? You want to beat this thing into the corpse king's body with your bare hands?"

Assas hooked the corners of his lips casually: "Is there a better way than this?"

Michael: "..." He turned his head to He Zhishu, "Tell me, is your crew member crazy or is he actually a superman?"

He Zhishu mercilessly gave the most fair evaluation: "Both."

He stretched out his hand and slapped Assas on the shoulder. This is an action usually used to say goodbye to brothers and friends: "Go early and return early." He also gave this guy full trust.

Not only in terms of strength, but also because since they met, Assas has never done a thing that he is not sure of.

Since every time you worry about him is just worrying blindly, then he should learn to trust him wholeheartedly in the future.

But Asas grabbed his hand that hadn't been withdrawn, and pulled him towards him violently, while leaning forward with his upper body——with his domineering lips and tongue, he kissed him with a fiery kiss without reservation.

——This is the way to say goodbye between lovers.

The onlookers either looked away silently or whistled for fear of chaos.

The ones who whistle are our nerd scientists.

Finally, when the four lips parted, and a few ambiguous silver threads were drawn, Captain He Da blushed and panted as he wiped his sore lips from being kissed, and vigorously pushed the foreigner with a satisfied face like a cat who stole the fish. Starman: "Come on!"

Assas nodded, bit the needle between his teeth, jumped high from the metal platform in the blink of an eye, and landed on the wreckage of several mutated creatures that were thrown away by Cui Jian.

Several zombies around immediately rushed towards him as a living creature.

And Assas seemed to have eyes behind him, he moved nimbly to avoid those black sharp claws stretching out, and then pinched them off one by one with ease.

From the metal platform to the corpse king, it was only a distance of more than 30 meters.

The whole process is like a personal show of Assas.

He was at ease among a mass of mutated creatures, each with sharp claws and fangs, emitting a stench, and with no way to stop their progress except crushing their heads, as if he was in the square of his hometown of Ak with those large pieces of rubbish. They circle around.

As spectators, He Zhishu and others could only watch helplessly as he smashed a zombie's head one second, and stepped on a zombie's face the next second, jumped forward a few steps and smashed another.

Quick originally planned to manipulate the metal to escort him by the side, but finally found that there was no place for him to intervene.

Michael lifted his dropped chin: "Is this guy really Superman?"

He Zhishu: "...you believe it now?"

Finally, when Assas came to the corpse king, a corpse path had been trampled behind him.

Although this sounds a bit disgusting.

He raised his eyes, and the corpse king, who had been stunned all this time, seemed to have found him, turned his head a little stiffly, stared at him with those big empty eyes, but didn't move at all.

Then, a whining sound came out of his throat, which sounded a little deeper than that of ordinary mutant creatures, but it might just be an illusion that they are not different at all.

Assas reached out and took the needle out of his mouth. He was already standing in front of the corpse king. It was strange that although the mutated creatures outside surrounded the corpse king layer upon layer, but around the corpse king, there was a continuous Not a single mutated creature.

One leg of the corpse king is almost the same size as him.

It suddenly opened its mouth and made a sound of woo woo, and some dark mucus dripped down from his mouth along his teeth.

He Zhishu only felt a shock in his head. Now he can completely hear that these sounds are different from those made by ordinary zombies.

There are rules and even pauses.

It's like... it's a language.

A bold conjecture appeared in He Zhishu's mind: "Maybe...the corpse king still has intelligence?"

But this conjecture doesn't make any sense at all.

Because the second He Zhishu accidentally said it, Assas had already driven the needle straight into the corpse king's skin.

The bright green liquid was slowly pushed into the corpse king's body under the strong fingers of the alien.

During the process, no mutant creature came up to obstruct him.

The corpse king raised his head - he could still see where his neck was.

There was another whining sound that He Zhishu couldn't understand.

But this time, he vaguely heard a sense of relieved joy and helplessness in the voice...Of course, it might just be that he heard it wrong.

As Michael asserted.

The corpse king's body began to rot rapidly after being injected with the reagent.Decomposes with a pungent, dizzying stench.

He rotted from the inside first.

From the outside it looked like a deflated balloon... limp and distorted bit by bit.

Assas stood so close and watched this special drama motionless, then bent down as if picking something up and stuffing it into his pocket.

As soon as the corpse king died, all the mutant creatures started to riot.

Michael lay in the middle of the safest place in shock: "...This, this is impossible! It stands to reason that after the corpse king dies, these mutant creatures will become weaker?!"

He Zhishu: "...Perhaps, the existence of this zombie king is not to make the zombies stronger, but to try to suppress them.

Assas returned like a triumphant hero, with the same attitude of killing all directions in the past.

It's just that he was much more embarrassed than before, his body was covered with the juice from the body of the mutant, and his hair was a little messy, which made this man who was always unsmiling become a bit playful.

He Zhishu: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha."

He mocked him mercilessly.

Assas took out the undissolved pendant hanging from the corpse king's neck from his pocket, and ignored Cui Jian's tearful expression, he approached his dear Captain full of viciousness: "Laughing very much!" Be happy, Master Captain... you need to reimburse the cleaning fee for this trip."

He Zhishu was quite heroic: "I approve, you can use the bathroom in the captain's cabin as you like!"

Assas tilted his head: "Can I apply to be accompanied by the captain in person during this process?"

He Zhishu: "...Don't even think about it!"