The 6 million soldiers could neither leave nor stay. They temporarily carried their flamethrowers and laser guns and withdrew from the junkyard. They gathered at the periphery and were on standby.

An hour later.

Thousands of top scientists from all over the world reached a consensus after a discussion.

These alien black nematodes, for some unknown reason, had all entered a deep dormant state.

In this dormant state, they didn't seem to need to consume energy, nor did they need to exchange materials with the outside world.

Moreover, their skin was composed of some kind of silicide, and didn't have any life characteristics.

However, this silicified outer shell had extremely strong resistance to attacks and high temperature!

In short, the scientists unanimously expressed that they didn't approve of any offensive measures against the dormant black nematodes, because it was very likely to activate them again!

On the other hand, the black nematodes in their silicified state were completely harmless to humans.

Therefore, the leaders of the various countries and the officials of the various countries were divided into two factions.

The conservative faction said: We should immediately withdraw now, to prevent the soldiers from carelessly activating the black nematodes again.

In the next 10 hours, we should strive to maintain this peaceful situation, and wait for the SSS-level savior of the Salvation Alliance to arrive!

The radical faction retorted: We currently have no idea what caused the black nematodes to go dormant.

If they can all enter dormant state within a second, then it's very likely that they can all be activated within a second!

The timing of their dormant state is too coincidental, perhaps this is the black nematodes' scheme!

The dormant state is used to confuse us, to deliberately make us withdraw!

(A certain alien nodded, you guys know the truth.)

Therefore, we must not fall into their trap!

The two factions argued endlessly, quarreling in the various countries' federations until the sky turned dark.

Therefore, the 6 million soldiers who didn't receive any specific orders could only bitterly await orders for an entire night while surrounded by countless strangely shaped black sculptures …

The next morning, in the hotel.

After a certain alien woke up, he slowly ate his breakfast and reached out to take the stack of CDs of art movies.

The System who had accompanied the host for a day and two nights finally felt a little guilty, and weakly asked in the black-haired youth's mind:

"Dear host, if we continue playing like this … isn't it too good?

Why don't we start doing missions? "

The black-haired young man said, "Yes, we're only going to watch two hours of movies today. We'll stop at 9."

System 2d14 asked happily, "Then, you'll start contacting the local government?"

The black-haired young man said, "No, I'm just worried that it'll be noisy outside and ruin the mood of the movie."

System 2d14: "Huh?"

8: 30 PM at the beach.

Countless Black Silks who had completed their task of cleaning up the seabed swarmed into the silicified shells of the black vines extending from the continent. They quickly traveled inland along the silicified pipes.

Meanwhile, the Black Silk Aborigines who were originally doing missions on the ground instantly shrunk to a quarter of their original size to make room for the reinforcements.

8: 59 a.m.

There was no longer any trace of Hei Si in the vast ocean. The originally turbid seawater had now become incomparably clear. Tens of billions of tons of all kinds of garbage had also disappeared without a trace. The surface of the sea reflected blue light under the sunlight.

Tick tock, 9 o 'clock sharp!

The hundreds of millions of black statues on the continent instantly changed out of their silicified outer shells, and their sizes instantly expanded by four to five times!

Then, it began to operate crazily!

"Gather!

Assemble!

Level one alert! "

The soldiers who had stayed up all night and had dark circles under their eyes hurriedly rushed to their main base under the orders of their leader — the garbage dump. Two minutes later, they were horrified to find that the black vines had long disappeared from the garbage dump. Instead, they were replaced by countless black vesicles that were as huge as mountains!

Each black vesicle had swallowed up a mountain of garbage. Those black vesicles of various sizes were constantly squirming, as if they were chewing on food!

Seeing this scene, even the commanders felt their scalps go numb. Many soldiers with trypophobia even vomited on the spot …

What they did not see was that in the city, the Black Silks that were originally attached to the ground of the streets and alleys were quickly rushing towards the city center.

In the gaps between the most prosperous high-rise buildings in the city, they converged into an oversized vine that was more than ten meters thick. Then, it rose from the ground, like a magic pea vine in a fairy tale, and rushed straight into the sky!

Then, it disappeared into the thick haze above the city.

After rising to a suitable height, the black vine exploded like fireworks. Countless thin strands reached into the surrounding sky and merged with the dense black particles in the haze.

The people in the nearby skyscrapers only felt like they were in hell!

Originally, they were crowded in the higher floors to avoid the Black Nematodes on the ground, but now, they all fled down the stairs. A small number of people crazily tried to squeeze into the elevators on their own floors!

However, the first batch of people who rushed down to the ground floor found in despair that the surroundings of the building had already been squeezed by the Black Vines from the streets!

Layer upon layer, the Black Vines drowned the ground floor like a swamp. The glass exterior of the skyscraper's ground floor could not even let a trace of light pass through. It was as dark as night!

Therefore, the people trapped in the building could only take out their mobile phones and take pictures of their terrible situation. They could then post them online or on government websites to try and ask for help …

At this time, the International Union of Countries.

The big screens were constantly playing videos taken by citizens of the Black Vines that rose from the ground in the center of cities all over the world.

"A total of 5,162 such phenomena have been found across the continent …"

"According to satellite data, the highest few Black Vines reach up to 11,000 meters …"

The more radical officials were shouting, "This is the cunning Black Nematodes sending a signal to outer space!

Tell their partners that our planet is now completely under their control. Who knows, they might summon more alien creatures to invade our home!

We can't let them succeed! "

(A certain Alien: "I'm just going to the sky to pick up my brothers who have cleaned up the particles in the atmosphere …")

The more conservative officials could not refute this, nor could they come up with a better explanation for this terrifying and strange phenomenon.

Therefore, the more radical officials won an overwhelming victory in the Union of Nations!

They immediately issued orders to all the troops:

"Assemble the entire army immediately!

Rush to the city center at full speed and destroy those Giant Vines at all costs! "

The on-the-spot commanders at the junkyard were in a dilemma, wondering if they should give the order to attack the Giant Vesicles in the junkyard. At the same time, they received orders from their superiors, so the commanders quickly rushed to the city center with the soldiers who were dispirited due to lack of sleep and nausea.

By the time they arrived dozens of meters away from the Giant Magic Pea Vine, they were already unable to move an inch. The wriggling black roots on the street were half a person thick, blocking their way.

Therefore, the commanders made a prompt decision and ordered their soldiers to set up quantum cannons, aiming at the Black Vines between the buildings and firing!

"Boom!"

The cannonballs hit the Black Vines' trunk with a huge impact, instantly blasting a hole several meters wide in the trunk!

Black juice splattered everywhere, smearing the faces of the soldiers standing in the first few rows.

Then, the soldiers were horrified to find that the thick black liquid on their bodies seemed to have a life of its own, quickly wriggling and gathering on their bodies!

The soldiers were all frightened out of their wits as they jumped up and down, trying to shake off the black liquid!

After the Black Vines that were blown into flat worms fell to the ground, they continued to wriggle and join the Black Vines on the ground …

The hole in the trunk had already been perfectly filled by the Black Vines that swarmed over!

"Continue attacking!"

The commanders ordered.

"Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! "

The sound of cannonballs constantly rang out in the various cities.

At the same time, a certain Alien calmly sipped a glass of red wine as the roaring sound came from outside the window.

(What's the rush?

They won't die anyway.)

System 2d14 listened to the noise outside the window and asked a little fearfully, "Dear Host!

What's going on outside?

Should we ask the people in the hotel? "

The black-haired youth ignored the system's question and said, "Actually, I don't have any abilities."

System 2d14: "Ah?

But I tested it! "

The black-haired youth: "Your testing accuracy needs to be improved.

Although I don't have any abilities, I have some other abilities. "

System 2d14 asked excitedly, "What are they, dear Host?"

Hearing this, the black-haired youth smiled and put down the wine glass in his hand.

Then, he strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out his hand, and pulled open the curtains that hadn't been touched for two days. He looked straight at the hellish scene outside the window and said to the system:

"See for yourself."

System 2d14: "Dear Host!

Why don't we go to those big bosses' gardens and look? "

A certain Alien: "How many points does the cheapest garden cost?"

System 2d14: "2 billion …"

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

System 2d14: "Dear Host!

Mission enforcers can continue to carry out salvation missions without returning to Alliance Town.

You can now complete your personal information and directly go to the next mission world!

There will definitely be more organic matter in the mission world than in Alliance Town! "

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

After being praised by its host, the system asked excitedly, "Dear Host!

Do you want to complete your personal information immediately? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

Host, please confirm whether your name is correct. If not, please change it immediately. The system's default name is: Alien. "

System 2d14: "Eh?

Dear Host!

Your name is so strange ~ "

The black-haired youth said without changing his expression, "The system made a mistake. Change it immediately. My name is … um … Little Alien.

Little as in Big, Alien as in Alien. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

Change complete.

Is the host an Ability User? "

The black-haired youth: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding!

If you are not an Ability User, please fill in your specific specialty. "

The black-haired youth secretly changed the concept: "Synthesizing one type of organic matter into another type of organic matter, and converting it into an extremely specific type of inorganic matter."

System 2d14: "Dear Host!

But you also have the Tentacle Ability? "

The black-haired youth continued to deceive the stupid system: "Aren't the tentacles the organic matter that was converted from trash?"

System 2d14: "Oh, that's true.

Ding!

Data complete.

You can now choose an apocalyptic world with a difficulty factor of 10 or less as your second mission world. "

The black-haired youth: "Is there a difficulty factor of 10?

I want to save points to buy a house. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

Currently, there is only one apocalyptic world with a difficulty factor of 10 that is currently open: Planet C's zombie apocalypse.

Do you want to apply? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

After deducting 10 points, you can choose a transmission location. Otherwise, you will be randomly transmitted. Do you want to … "

The black-haired youth: "What do you think!"

System 2d14: "Oh, I have applied for a random transmission for you. Countdown 10, 9 …"

Two minutes later, Planet C.

The black-haired youth appeared out of thin air in a desolate alley.

Unlike what he expected, the scene of organic matter everywhere that a certain Alien expected didn't appear.

In fact, it was now late autumn, and there was nothing in the empty alley except for bricks, cement, and the cold wind.

A certain Alien that was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt could only hug his left shoulder with one hand and shiver. It was so cold!

The Alien was now just an ordinary human boy. His five senses weren't sharp, and he didn't dare to rashly change back to his original form. What if there were other local Ability Users around?

But there was always a way out. The Alien carefully stepped over the wreckage of various vehicles and glass shards to the end of the alley. Finally, he found a swaying zombie at the corner!