"Alliance Town is too clean!"

The black-haired youth complained. "No trash, no plants, not even soil!"

System 2d14: "Host!

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

An alien: "How many points does the cheapest garden cost?"

System 2d14: "2 billion …"

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

System 2d14: "Host!

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

If you complete your personal information now, you can 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, "Host!

Do you want to complete your personal information now? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

Please confirm if the name is correct. If not, please change it immediately. The system default name is: Alien. "

System 2d14: "Eh?

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 … Xiao Yi.

Xiao as in big, Yi as in alien. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

Change complete.

Is the host a psychic? "

The black-haired youth: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding!

If you are not a psychic, 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 inorganic matter."

System 2d14: "Host!

But you also have a tentacle ability? "

The black-haired youth continued to trick the silly system. "Aren't 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 rating of 10 or less as the second mission world. "

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

I want to save points to buy a house. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

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

Do you want to apply? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

Deducting 10 points to choose a transmission location. Otherwise, the transmission will be random. Do you want to … "

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

System 2d14 said, "Oh, I have applied for a random transmission for you. Counting down from 10, 9 …"

Two minutes later, Planet C

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

What was different from what he had expected was that the scene of organic matter being everywhere didn't appear as he had expected.

In fact, now that it was late autumn, there was nothing in the empty alleyway except bricks and cement and the rustling 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!

A certain Alien was now just an ordinary human boy. His five senses were not sharp, and he did not dare to change back to his original form. What if there were other local Mutants around?

However, there was always a way out. A certain xenomorph carefully stepped over the wreckage and glass shards of various vehicles and arrived at the end of the alley. Finally, it found a zombie swaying around the corner!

A certain alien stared at the zombie with green eyes and ran toward it happily.

Just as the black-haired boy was about to pounce on the zombie and give it a passionate hug, the black-haired boy suddenly stopped.

"Child, be careful!"

Following this shout, a certain xenomorph was instantly swept to the side by a sudden gust of wind, narrowly missing the zombie. Clang!

It knocked down an abandoned motorcycle and made a series of clanging sounds before rolling to the concrete floor.

Only then did the slow-witted zombie notice a certain alien. It swayed and ran toward the black-haired boy. Then, it was hit by three fireballs flying from behind and started rolling and burning.

A certain alien turned its head and saw an old man and an old woman rushing toward it.

"Child, are you okay?" The confused alien was helped up by the old woman who had just spoken.

Without waiting for the boy to respond, the series of sounds just now was like a stone thrown into a calm lake. It instantly caused the originally silent alley and the surrounding residential buildings to become restless.

A series of rustling noises mixed with the low growls of wild beasts came from all directions, gathering towards them from afar and near.

"Not good!

We've attracted the nearby level-2 zombies! "

The old man who had just released the fireball immediately became nervous. He pulled a certain alien over and protected it with the old woman in the middle.

At this time, four or five zombies had already appeared in their line of sight. They were clearly much more agile than the zombie that had been burned to ashes, and their rotting was not as serious.

Those zombies roared and rushed toward the three of them!

The black-haired boy saw the old woman use wind to blow the two zombies at the front, causing them to slow down. The old man immediately threw out two fireballs, but these zombies were clearly stronger. They rolled on the ground and half of the flames were extinguished. Moreover, the zombies behind them were still rushing over!

The two of them could only continuously use their abilities and use wind and fireballs to barely block the zombies.

System 2d14 anxiously shouted in the black-haired boy's mind, "Host, great!

Quickly go and help them! "

A certain alien was also in a dilemma. Should I reveal my terrifying nature and transform back to my original form to save their lives?

At this time, the old man and the old woman were already exhausted. The strength of the wind and fireballs were much weaker. One of the zombies was about to pounce on the old man!

A certain alien took a deep breath and decided to maintain its human form and ram into the zombie. Just as its watery fangs were about to bite into Sir System's neck, it hugged the zombie tightly and pushed it to the ground. While taking advantage of the situation, it hugged the zombie and rolled under an abandoned van with the zombie in its arms.

"Child!" The two old men behind the black-haired boy shouted worriedly.

However, they were firmly entangled by the swarm of zombies and could not do anything else. They could only watch as the zombie grabbed the young man and dragged him under the van, disappearing from their sight.

At this time, the black-haired boy firmly pressed the zombie under his body. His right hand that was hugging the zombie's waist instantly transformed into black silk, happily absorbing the nutrients.

The unlucky zombie sensed danger and bit at the young man's cheek, trying to make a final struggle!

A certain alien heard the system screaming in its mind. Looking at the huge and ferocious mouth of the zombie in front of it, it had no choice but to mutate its mouth and bite down on the zombie's chin!

Then, it pulled hard and the poor zombie's lower jaw was instantly separated from its head.

The black-haired boy spat the zombie's lower jaw on the ground and looked at the zombie that only had its gums left.

System 2d14: "Urgh!"

At this time, the black-haired boy saw from the corner of the alley that a robust young man was running over at a speed of 100 meters per second. He directly knocked away the zombies blocking the way and joined the battle.

He saw that he punched the head of a level two zombie that was about to bite him. Then, he squatted beside the van and pulled the alien's right leg with all his strength, wanting to pull the black-haired boy out of the terrifying zombie's hands!

The alien quickly gave up on the zombie that was half sucked dry and transformed its mouth back to human form.

Suddenly, a rotten stench engulfed the black-haired boy.

The alien could only resist the urge to vomit from the human body. At the same time, it used its right hand that was hidden under the zombie's body to turn into black silk and clung to the ground tightly and shouted at the robust young man.

Then, it turned its head and spat out its tongue, lips, teeth, and entire oral mucus that was covered in zombie mucus. (System 2d14: "Oh my god!!!")

Then, it instantly grew a new mouth for itself.

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

At this time, the black-haired boy retracted his right hand and was dragged out by the robust young man.

The alien stood up with the help of the robust young man and was then pushed into the middle of the three people to protect it.

Then, with the addition of the robust young man, the situation of the battle was instantly reversed. A few minutes later, the three people eliminated the seven to eight zombies.

"Child!

It's all my fault!

If you didn't want to save this old man, you wouldn't have … "The old man turned to look at the boy who was bitten by the zombie regretfully. When he saw that his face was unscathed, he instantly froze.

"Child, how are you?" The middle-aged woman asked with a worried face.

"It didn't bite me." The black-haired boy said embarrassedly. 'I bit it …'

"Child, you're too careless!

Why did you run towards the zombie! "

When the middle-aged woman saw that the boy was fine, she immediately let out a sigh of relief and blamed him for failing to live up to her expectations.

Then, she caught a glimpse of the black-haired boy's left arm …

"Child, you must have suffered a lot!

You were all alone and had no superpowers. Our family's Xiao Yong was also bitten by a zombie at that time … Although he cut off his own arm, he didn't make it in the end.

At that time, he was about the same age as you are now … Sigh, when I see you, it's like seeing our family's Xiao Yong again. "

Tears welled up in Aunt Huang's eyes. Uncle Chen and the strong young man beside her also became sad.

Meanwhile, the black-haired boy stared blankly at his missing left arm. He thought sadly in his heart, 'In order to not be exposed, you might never grow it back!'

System 099: "Ding!

Host's damage level is … 100%! "

System 099: "Ding!

Host's death has been confirmed! "

System 099: "Ding!

System 099 requests to return to the Salvation Alliance mainframe! "

System 099: "Ding!

Request accepted. "

Planet B

The black threads that were spelling in the sky had already returned to their respective glass jars. They automatically decomposed into brown organic fertilizer and merged into the collective.

In the hotel.

System 2d14: "Ding!

Mission completed. Request accepted! "

A certain alien was a little expectant. "How many points?"

System 2d14: "Ding!

Calculating points … "

"Mission duration: 20 years. Actual time used: 45 hours."

"Number of people in the mission world: 20 billion."

"Life extension of the mission world: 40 years."

"Mission difficulty coefficient: 0.3."

"Mission contribution: 100%."

"Ding!

The total points obtained by the host is 389.33 · 200 · 40 · 0.3 · 100% = 934392 points. "

System 2d14: "Ah ah ah ah ah!

Great host!

We actually got 930,000 points in one mission! "

The black-haired boy was not very happy. "I cleaned up this place so thoroughly. Why is the life extension of the world only 40 years!"

System 2d14: "40 years is already very long?

They will continue to pollute! "

The black-haired boy: "I've already said that we should reduce their population. Only then can they continue to develop.

If I reduce the population of this planet to 5% while cleaning up the trash, then the life of this planet will definitely be extended by 400 years! "

System 2d14 trembled. "No!

Great host! "

The black-haired boy: "Is there a rule in the Salvation Alliance that forbids killing during missions?"

System 2d14 was about to cry. "No, there is no rule …"

The black-haired boy laughed. "Alright, I'm just teasing you!

How could I do that! "

System 2d14: "Really, really not …"

The black-haired boy looked at his own system. He was really scared silly by his own prank!

He could only hurriedly clarify.

"I really only said that to scare you!

Look, if I kill 95% of the people on this planet, then the world's population will become 1 billion. 1 billion x 400 years is even less than 20 billion x 40 years!

So how could I be so stupid as to kill them all, right? "

System 2d14 sobbed. "…" I'm not being comforted at all!

Great host is so scary!

The Salvation Alliance's medical hall.

In an empty room in the medical hall, there was a row of white hibernation boxes.

Suddenly, one of the displays flashed. The cold voice of a notification echoed in the empty room.

"Ding!

Spare body number 3 is awakening! "

The glass cover of the hibernation box automatically slid open. A naked young man slowly sat up. Looking at the environment in the room, he was stunned for a moment. He stood up and walked barefoot to the cabinet leaning against the wall.

As he unhurriedly took out new spare clothes and shoes and put them on, he called in his mind.