When an Alien Is Bound to a World-Saving System

"Union Town is too clean!" the black-haired boy complained, "There is no garbage, no plants, not even soil!"

System 2d14: "The host is big! How about we go to the gardens of those big bosses and look for them?"

A certain alien: "How many points is the cheapest garden?"

System 2d14: "Two billion..."

A certain alien: "Forget it, I can't afford it."

System 2d14: "The host is great! The tasker can continue to perform the mission of saving the world without returning to Union Town. Now you complete your personal information, and you can go directly to the next mission world! There must be more organic matter in the mission world than Union Town!"

"That's a good idea!" The black-haired boy praised.

The system in the host's praise asked happily: "The host is great! Do you want to improve your personal information immediately?"

Black-haired boy: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding! Please confirm the name of the host is correct, if not, please change it immediately, the system default name: Alien."

System 2d14: "Eh? The host is big! Your name is so strange~"

The black-haired boy said without changing his face: "The system registration is wrong. Change it immediately. My name is... um... Xiaoyi. The size is small, and the shape is different."

System 2d14: "Ding! The change has been completed. Is the host a superhuman?"

Black-haired boy: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding! For those who are not supernatural, please fill in your specific specialties."

The black-haired boy secretly changed the concept: "The synthesis of one organic substance into another organic substance, and the mutual transformation between very few inorganic substances."

System 2d14: "The host is big! But you still have the tentacle ability?"

The black-haired boy continued to coax the silly system: "Aren't the tentacles organic matter transformed from garbage?"

System 2d14: "Oh, that's right. Ding! The information has been completed. You can now choose the end of the world with a difficulty factor of no more than 10 as the second mission world."

Black-haired boy: "Is there a difficulty factor of 10? I want to save points to buy a house."

System 2d14: "Ding! Currently, there is only one apocalypse with a difficulty factor of 10 open: the zombie apocalypse on planet C. Do you want to apply?"

Black-haired boy: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding! Deduct 10 points to choose the transmission location, otherwise it will be transmitted randomly, whether..."

Black-haired boy: "What did you say!"

System 2d14: "Oh, a random transmission has been applied for you, the countdown is 10, 9..."

After 2 minutes, Planet C

A black-haired boy appeared out of thin air in a bleak alley.Contrary to expectations, the sight of organic matter everywhere that a certain alien expected did not appear.In fact, from now until late autumn, there is nothing in the empty alleys except bricks and concrete and the howling cold wind.

A certain alien who was still wearing short sleeves could only hug his left shoulder with one hand, shivering, it was so cold!

A certain alien is just an ordinary human boy now, his five senses are not sharp, and he dare not change back to his original form rashly. What if there are other local supernatural beings around?

But there is no such thing as a road, and when a certain alien carefully stepped over the wreckage of various vehicles and glass shards to the end of the alley, he finally found a wobbly zombie at the corner!

A certain alien stared at the gut-dragging zombie with green eyes, and happily ran towards it.Just when the black-haired boy was about to throw down the zombie and give it a warm hug.

"Children, be careful!"

With this shout, a certain alien was instantly swept aside by a sudden wind around him, missing the zombie, bang!Knocked down an abandoned motorcycle and rolled onto the concrete floor after making a series of bang bang bang bangs.

The dull zombie only then discovered the strange shape, ran towards the black-haired boy unsteadily, and was hit by three fireballs flying from behind, rolling and burning.

A certain alien turned his head and looked back, only to see an uncle and an aunt rushing towards him.

"Son, are you okay?" The bewildered alien was helped up by the aunt who just reminded her.

Before the boy could respond, the series of noises just now were like a stone dropped on a calm lake, instantly making the originally silent alley and surrounding residential buildings agitated.There was a rustling sound mixed with a beast-like low growl, and they gathered towards several people from far and near from all directions.

"Not good! Attracted the second-level zombies around!" The old man who just sent out the fireball immediately became nervous, and pulled a certain alien, and protected him in the middle with the aunt on the left and right.

At this time, four or five zombies had already appeared in the sight of several people, obviously much more agile than the one that had been burned to ashes just now, and the rot was not so serious.Those zombies let out a ho-ho roar from their mouths, and rushed towards the three of them!

The black-haired boy watched the aunt use the wind to blow the two zombies in the front to a standstill, and the uncle immediately threw two fireballs, but this kind of zombie was obviously stronger, and the flames were extinguished as soon as they rolled on the ground More than half, and the zombies behind are still coming in a steady stream!The two could only keep outputting abilities, barely resisting with wind and fireballs.

System 2d14 anxiously shouted in the black-haired boy's mind: "The host is great! Go and help them!"

A certain alien is at war with heaven and man in his heart: how about exposing his terrifying nature, transforming back to his original form, and saving two lives?

At this time, the uncle and aunt were exhausted, the strength of the wind and the fireball were much weaker, and a zombie was about to pounce on the uncle!

A certain alien took a deep breath, and simply maintained its human form as the zombie bumped into it. When its fangs dripping with thick water were about to gnaw on the uncle's neck, he hugged the zombie and put He threw himself on the ground, took advantage of the opportunity, and rolled into the bottom of an abandoned van with the zombie in his arms.

"Child!" The second elder worriedly yelled from behind the black-haired boy!But at this moment, they were tightly entangled by the swarming zombies, and they had no way to separate themselves. They could only watch helplessly as the boy was caught by the zombies and put under the car, disappearing from their sight.

But at this moment, the black-haired boy pressed the zombie firmly under his body, and the right hand around its waist instantly dissimilated into black silk, happily absorbing nutrients.

The unlucky zombie felt the danger, and bit the boy's cheek, which was close at hand, trying to make a final struggle!

Hearing the horrified scream of that stupid system in his mind, a certain alien looked at the magnified version of the ferocious mouth of the zombie in front of him, so he had no choice but to alienate his own mouth, and bit the zombie's jaw!Then with a strong pull, the poor zombie's mandible was separated from its head in an instant.

The black-haired boy spat out the zombie's chin on the ground, looking at the zombie with only the upper gums left.

System 2d14: "Ugh!"

At this moment, from the corner of the alley, the black-haired boy saw a muscular young man galloping towards him at a speed of 5 meters and [-] seconds. He directly knocked over the zombies blocking the way and joined the battle.He punched the head of a second-level zombie that was about to bite, then squatted beside the van, grabbed the right foot of a certain alien and pulled it out, trying to get the black-haired boy out of the horrible zombie Pull it out!

A certain alien hurriedly gave up the half-drained zombie and turned its mouth back into a human form.Suddenly, a rotten stench swept over the black-haired boy.A certain alien could only hold back the desire to vomit from the human body, and at the same time use the right hand hidden under the zombie's body, which turned into black silk, to grab the ground tightly and scream to the strong boy.Then he turned his head to the side without any trace, spit out his tongue, lips, teeth and the entire oral mucosa covered with zombie mucus in one gulp (system 2d14: "Oh my god!!!"), and then instantly gave himself A new mouth has grown.

The abandoned puddle that was spat on the ground consciously alienated itself into black silk and disguised itself.

At this time, the black-haired boy withdrew his right hand and was dragged out by the strong boy.A certain alien stood up with the support of the strong boy, and was pushed into the middle of the three by him, tightly protecting him.

Then, with the joining of this strong boy, the battle situation was reversed instantly, and the three of them wiped out the seven or eight zombies in a few minutes.

"My child! It's all my fault! If you didn't want to save me, an old man, you wouldn't have..." The old man turned around remorsefully and looked at the boy who was bitten by the zombie. After seeing his unscathed face, he froze instantly. shelled.

"Son, how are you?" The aunt still asked worriedly.

"It didn't bite me." The black-haired boy said embarrassedly, I was the one who bit it...

"Son, you are too careless! Why did you run towards the zombies!" The aunt was relieved when she saw that the boy was fine, and blamed him instead.Then she caught a glimpse of the black-haired boy's left arm...

"You child must have suffered a lot! You are alone and have no supernatural powers. Our Xiaoyong was also bitten by a zombie at the time... Although he also cut off his arm, he still couldn't get over it in the end. .

At that time, he was also about the same age as you are now... Hey, seeing you is like seeing our Xiaoyong again. "Tears welled up in Aunt Huang's eyes, and Uncle Chen and the strong young man at the side also became sad.

At this moment, the black-haired boy stared blankly at his missing half of his left arm, and thought sadly: In order not to lose the vest, you may never grow it back!