After I became human, I became a nightmare of aliens

After finishing the request, Bretta was very disturbed, and glanced at the man in front of him with a dangerous aura several times.

Lin Mour, whose entire face was covered under the black hood, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I'll take it."

Bretta was ready to be rejected, her eyes widened when she heard this, and she thought of something just as she was about to be happy, she bit her lip cautiously and asked, "How much is the commission?"

Lin Mour had already straightened up, stood up straight, and was suddenly much taller than him, and glanced at Bretta lightly: "How much can you give?"

Bretta has only been working for a few days, and after replenishing the two bottles of drinks, there are only 56 dedication points left.He considered it carefully, gritted his teeth and whispered the price: "Five or fifty dedication points are all right?"

Lin Mour sneered when he heard the words: "Little pauper."

After speaking, he raised his chin coldly and asked, "When?"

Bretta was taken aback, he agreed?

He suddenly felt a little pain in his flesh, he should have said less.

He didn't dare to go to the cemetery in the afternoon, fearing that it would be more dangerous in the dark, so he thought for a while and said, "Can you wait? There is no one in the boxing field in the morning, so I can ask for leave and come back before the boxing match in the afternoon." Most people are at work, and the dungeon is really lively at night.

"Okay." Lin Mourn had no expression on his face, and walked away after agreeing.

He walked to another mercenary guard on the second floor, and whispered to Cheng Cheng who was yawning while watching the guns loaded, "Did you go to the Meeks cemetery to find any clues before?"

Cheng Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately lifted his spirits, took a short rest and stood at attention, then shook his head in a daze: "No, it has snowed heavily these past few days, and the weeds there have been covered by the snow. After the incident, the cemetery guards were so scared that they quit, and I went to see it the day after the accident, but the road was snowy and slippery, so I never had time to see it.”

"Besides, these past few days, I have been dealing with the relationship network of that unlucky Zhang Ge and that beverage processing factory. Before that, I could only use the excuse of consumers to take a look. It is an industry under the jurisdiction of the empire. Let's meet Those who hide their swords in their smiles look generous, but they are actually hiding them tightly."

Lin Mourn pondered for a while: "Keep staring, try to find the loopholes in the defense, and then buy a few bottles of drinks and send them to Xiang You, let him have a careful test."

Cheng Cheng was taken aback, and quickly asked: "Do you think there is something wrong with this drink? Don't scare me. This thing has been popular in the base for a long time. I can guarantee that there is no one in the base who has never drunk it... No, I I have also drank it several times, there is no problem, and the new taste is also good."

Lin Mourn's heart remained calm: "Your intuition tells you to go."

"Okay, okay! I'll go right away, buy a few bottles from Tata first, and take care of his business..." Cheng Cheng said, putting on his coat in a hurry and going out.

"Tata?" Lin Mour asked lightly, raising his eyelids.

"It's Bretta, isn't he shouting after Qiao Song? Besides," Cheng Cheng deliberately winked at him and blamed, "Isn't his name quite sensitive? Change the name to reduce the risk."

"Well," Lin Mour said calmly, "I'll take on a private job later, and accompany him to the cemetery, and check on the spot by the way."

Cheng Cheng slammed on the brakes as soon as he reached the door, he couldn't believe it: "You and him? Private work? What do you mean?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly."

Cheng Cheng knew that there was nothing he could do, so he went out to find Bretta to purchase research materials in a few strides.

"Here you are, the five bottles of drinks you asked for. There are five dedication points in total." Bretta held the drinks and handed them to Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng bent down slightly, wrapped his big hands in his arms, and asked directly with a silly smile: "You want to go to the cemetery with our captain?"

This tone, this tone, is like gossiping on a date.

Bretta was taken aback, nodded, and blinked her beautiful eyes, seeing that Cheng Cheng, a big man, liked it very much.

Bretta explained: "The sacrifice I sent to Mr. Klindauer before... um, it's gone." Speaking of the matter of him guarding himself and stealing himself, the six months of accepting the common sense and regulations of the base's life made his little one The white mouse was very moral, and blushed a little uncomfortably, "So, I would like to ask Mr. Lin Mourn to escort me to the cemetery on the outskirts of the base to make up the sacrifices."

This is correct, but in Cheng Cheng's eyes, his blushing is not the same thing.

Cheng Cheng was curious: "How much commission? I'm actually cheaper. I'll give you a discount next time?"

"five……"

"Five hundred? So cheap?"

Judging from the equivalent value of the virtual currency circulating in the Meeks base, professions like mercenaries, bounty hunters, and scavengers who lick blood at the tip of their knives generally hunt and kill one in the base with a height of one to two meters, and the risk factor is low. Waiting alien species can get a thousand dedication points from the official as a reward for maintaining the safety of the base.And outside the base, you can also prove your strength by killing the corpses of different species, so that you can be directly arranged to move in without the base ticket.

After all, Meeks Base is a mixed base similar to a hub station, people come and go, there is no official agency that completely rules it, it is just the station of three official alliances.No one knows which party will ultimately gain control of the base.

Bretta said shyly, "Only fifty." After speaking, she ran away immediately amidst Cheng Cheng's disbelieving expression.

Cheng Cheng didn't expect that his captain would have such an unprincipled day, and sold himself for fifty bucks, no, he had to immediately go to Xiang You and the others to gossip.Cheng Cheng rushed out of the dungeon with the drink in his arms.

From the underground city to the Meeks cemetery, it took Bretta more than two hours to walk faster than ordinary people. He got himself a small cloth bag and slung it on his body, and it was full of two bottles. In addition to the exotic cola of different flavors, there are also two freshly baked baked potatoes that he bought specially to make up for the lost white roses.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the dungeon obediently waiting for Mr. Lin Mourn.

The roar of a locomotive approached suddenly, and a locomotive stopped in front of him.

Bretta looked up and saw the black-clad biker with a helmet on his head, a hand under a fingerless glove clutching the handle, and a long, strong leg propped on the ground.

Only the man's eyes could be seen clearly in the helmet, and he just felt familiar, when the other party suddenly threw him a helmet.

"boarding."

It was only then that Bretta realized that it was Lin Mour, and hurriedly took it, putting on the slightly larger helmet clumsily.

Lin Mourn raised his eyebrows subtly when he saw the small bag slung across his body.Bretta hurriedly explained: "It contains baked potatoes and Coke..."

Lin Mour sneered: "Are you going on a picnic?"

"Huh?" Bretta didn't understand what an "outing" was.

"Hurry up."

Bretta hurried forward and sat awkwardly on the motorcycle seat behind him, not knowing where to put his hands.Xiaobai, who was hiding in his arms, sneaked out while the other party couldn't see, wrapped around Bretta excitedly, and then ran around behind the motorcycle to look under.

"Hold it steady." Lin Mourning ordered in a deep voice.

"Help, help..." Before Bretta finished asking, the motorcycle flew out like a bolt of lightning. He was so frightened that he immediately hugged the thin waist of the man in front of him, and curiously poked his head into the buttocks of the motorcycle. Xiaobai was sprayed all over his face by a stream of black smoke, and at the same time fled back into Bretta's arms in fright, shaking his head uncomfortably as if sneezing.

Lin Mourn felt the young man hugging his waist behind him, without saying anything, he speeded up indifferently, went out from the center of the base along the road, and drove towards the Meeks cemetery.

But Xiaobai took advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't see him, stretched out several rose branches with thorns, and made an attacking gesture behind the man with his teeth and claws, in order to vent his anger.

Bretta was afraid that he was really going to deal with Lin Mour, so she yelled in her heart to appease it, and then it went back obediently, leaning lazily in Bretta's arms to sleep.

Along the way, out of the center of the base, along the road to the edge of the open area, faintly far away from the urban buildings, the farther the distance, after a heavy snowfall, all the wild plants are covered by heavy snow, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness.

The last time Bretta was here was only a few days ago.Now that we have reached the periphery of the cemetery again, it feels like a world away.

Lin Mour stopped the locomotive, took off his helmet, and looked at the solemn and clean cemetery after the snow.

After Bretta took off the helmet, looking at the situation in front of him, he clenched the straps in front of him with both hands. He wondered if he could still find Mr. Klindauer's tombstone.

"Let's go. Lead the way." Lin Mourning said.

"Ah?" Bretta was dumbfounded. He thought that Lin Mour would be able to guide him, so he could recognize the words on the stone tablet for him.

Perhaps because he saw that he was in trouble, Lin Mour said: "Think about it, how did you get there that day?"

Bretta's memory is very good, even with so much grass that is growing to his chest, he can probably know the direction.

"Here." He pointed his finger, "I went in here at first."

They stepped on the snow and walked in. As they went deeper into the cemetery, Xiao Bai suddenly became restless in Bretta's arms. It desperately connected with his consciousness and told him where to go.

Bretta knew that it wanted to find its three remaining white roses from the same root.

He comforted him carefully in his heart, and at the same time secretly looked vigilantly at the man walking in front of him, hoping that he could unconsciously take back the three roses that might have died later.

Soon, they came to Klindauer's tombstone, and Bretta opened her eyes slightly, and saw the faintly exposed rose rhizomes still falling under the snow covered in front of the tombstone, and recognized it.

Xiaobai ran around in his arms emotionally, and was held tightly by him.

He quietly raised his head and glanced at the man who had been standing in front of him since he saw the tombstone, and said softly:

"Here we are, the tomb of Mr. Klindauer."

Lin Mour stood quietly in front of the tombstone, looking at his English name and epitaph engraved on it, seemed to be lost in thought.

Bretta rubbed her hands together, stepped forward lightly, half bent over, and pretended to take out two still warm baked potatoes and two bottles of drinks from her bag and put them in front of the tombstone. A white vine quickly reached out into the snow to find the three white roses buried there.

"What's that?" The man behind him suddenly uttered a voice, which made him tremble in fright, but Xiaobai was anxious enough, behind his back, quickly rolled those flowers back and stuffed them back into the bag splashing snow scum.

There were footsteps approaching behind him, and Bretta couldn't help but sweat coldly on his forehead.

Lin Mour suddenly squatted beside him, stretched out his hand to pick up an unremarkable, completely empty medicine bottle from the dry grass covered with snow, shook the snow slag, and exposed the corroded scorched black of the bottle mouth and inner wall.

Bretta was shocked when he saw it, and he remembered that when he was chased here, he was still holding the potion bottle in his hand, but it was entangled by spider silk and dropped.

Lin Mour used a transparent bag to store the medicine bottle. Obviously, this had the same function as the broken bottle before——to contain foreign substances.

Lin Mourn looked back at Bretta, who was full of panic, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"I, I didn't do it on purpose..." Bretta suddenly felt the dangerous aura emanating from the man, like a child who made a mistake, grasping ten fingers in front of him helplessly, not daring to look at him.

He was really just so hungry that he licked the bottle.

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