"Ding!

Host has been bound to the 'Salvation Alliance System'. System number is zz2d14. Host, you can call me System 2d14. "

"Ding!

Recommended Newbie Mission: C-Rank Mission: Save the Polluted World. Mission Time Limit: 20 years. Difficulty Factor: 0.3. Do you accept? "

"Ding!

Host did not answer. Default acceptance. Host will be transferred to the mission world. "

Thus, a certain Xenomorph that was maintaining its human form was dumbfounded as it was pulled into the void with a whoosh.

Dozens of seconds later, a certain Xenomorph appeared tens of thousands of meters in the air with a 'poof'!

Then, it fell down with a 'whoosh'.

"Ding!

Teleportation position deviation!

Host!

Do not panic!

The System has detected that host has a recovery ability and is currently choosing the best landing point for the host.

Landing point selection complete. Landing countdown: 10, 9, 8 … 3, 2, 1. "

"Bang!

！

！

！”

"Splatter!

Splatter! "

A certain Xenomorph crashed into a mountain of garbage in a huge junkyard, smashing directly from the peak to the bottom of the mountain before being drowned by the rolling garbage.

A certain Xenomorph was smashed into seven or eight pieces and scattered in the garbage mountain.

"Ding! Host's damage level is 50%. Host is self-healing 5%, 10% …"

At the same time, the pieces of the corpse quickly turned into several puddles of viscous black organic matter, as if they had grown tentacles and rushed out through the gaps of various garbage. They gathered together outside and then gradually changed shape, growing limbs and a head. A few seconds later, a black-haired, black-eyed youth of eighteen or nineteen years old appeared beside the garbage mountain.

"100%. Ding! Host's recovery is complete."

A certain Xenomorph was wearing a cotton T-shirt and black trousers that it had just synthesized with the organic matter in the garbage. Looking at the garbage that reached its knees, it spoke for the first time in its life.

"Why did you choose a junkyard?"

"Because the junkyard is the only place within the scope of this system's execution. It has enough buffer, enough organic matter for recovery ability users to repair themselves, and the possibility of hitting the planet's humans is the lowest!" System 2d14 said proudly.

"Oh."

"Ding!

The mission to save the polluted world has officially begun.

The destruction of this world is 20 years later.

Therefore, in the next 20 years, we will work together to save the world! "System 2d14 said in a cold electronic voice.

"This world will be destroyed?" an alien asked doubtfully.

He raised his head and looked at the gray sky that was filled with haze, and the surrounding garbage dump that was the size of a small town emitting a pungent smell.

What a wonderful world!

"Ding!

Dear Host, would you like to allow System 2d14 to check the mission introduction for free and answer this question? "

"Yes."

"According to the mission introduction, Planet B only has one continent, and the rest is ocean.

The pollution in this world is extremely serious, causing the production of crops to decrease and the population to exceed the carrying capacity of the environment … "

"So I should help them reduce their population?"

"No!!!"

"So what should I do?" a certain Alien asked.

"Control pollution!

Dear Host!

Our ultimate goal is to help this world completely control air pollution, ocean pollution, soil pollution, and garbage pollution within 20 years.

The specific method is: Garbage Sorting … "The system recited according to the book.

"Oh." A certain alien understood.

In an instant, countless hair-like black strands spread out from the black-haired youth along the ground.

A few seconds later, a certain Alien suddenly thought of something, and with a thought, all the black strands changed color like chameleons, completely blending into the surrounding environment.

System 2d14 was completely unaware of this, and continued to recite the introduction without stopping:

"According to the beginner's guide, Host should first contact the government. Do you need the system to help Dear Host locate the nearest administrative organization for free?"

"Okay, help me locate the nearest coffee shop, I want to drink coffee." The black-haired youth said happily.

"Uh … Yes, Dear Host!

Ding!

Location complete!

Walk straight ahead for 2322 meters, turn left for 405 meters. "

Thus, a certain Alien walked forward like a real ordinary youth.

At the same time, a few strands that had already spread out suddenly changed directions, and rushed towards the coffee shop.

Ten seconds later, a strand reached the destination ahead of its companions, and impatiently climbed up the counter, raising its body to look at the menu.

"Vanilla latte, cappuccino …" A certain Alien stepped on the garbage as it walked out, and fell into a dilemma.

After passing through the four to five-meter-high fence that blocked the mountain of garbage, there was a densely packed wooden house right next to it.

Some were even built with abandoned containers, and each one was at least five to six stories high. The buildings were squeezed together, and there was only enough space for one person to pass through.

Through his black silk-like body, the youth could see that each floor of the building was separated by curtains or wooden planks into small cubicles of a few square meters. They were almost filled with people and miscellaneous items.

There were some wooden houses with 'Accommodation 140 Star Coins per night' or 'Accommodation 180 Star Coins per night' signs hanging on the door.

"Ding, Dear Host!

Hint in the beginner's guide: If the savior does not wish to contact the government of the planet in the short term, the savior is advised to find a job within a day, integrate into society, and earn living expenses.

Dear Host, do you need the system to locate … "

"No, I want to go drink coffee first." A certain Alien interrupted the system.

At this moment, the black-haired youth had already walked out of the large slum, and arrived at a street filled with tall buildings. It was currently evening, and the road was extremely congested, and the narrow sidewalks were filled with office workers hurrying on their way.

The air here was even more polluted. Most of the upper half of the tall buildings were hidden in thick smog.

A certain Alien finally reached its destination after being hit by people four times.

As long as there was a shop by the roadside that provided food, there was a long line outside. For example, the nearby fast food window only provided two pieces of bread and a synthetic beef patty, and there was no lettuce or sauce on the hamburger, and it cost 45 Star Coins.

Fortunately, coffee was considered a luxury on this planet, so this coffee shop was much more luxurious than the surrounding shops, and there were even two tables where customers could sit and drink coffee.

There were only four or five people in front of the line to buy coffee, and a certain Alien was the sixth in line.

System 2d14: "Dear Host!

Do you need the points exchange service provided by the system store?

1 point can be exchanged for 50 Star Coins?

There are 10 points in the great beginner's gift bag? "

"No need." A certain Alien calmly took out a dozen 100 Star Coins notes from its pocket.

System 2d14 was startled. "Dear Host!

Where did you get these fake notes? "

A certain Alien: "These are real money, the molecular structure of each note is exactly the same as the one in the shop owner's pocket, and I didn't forget to change the serial number." The black silk wrapped around the shop owner's pocket swayed its body proudly.

System 2d14: "Dear Host, don't you have a recovery ability?"

A certain Alien: "That's what you said."

Finally, it was the black-haired youth's turn. He took a step forward and looked at the drink list, still unable to break free from his difficulty in choosing. I've never drunk any of them before!

I really want to try them all!

But according to human habits, I only drink one cup at a time!

In the end, a certain Alien chose to be a real human, and said to the shop owner, "A vanilla latte."

"299 Star Coins."

The black-haired youth counted out three notes and handed them over, then sat at the table and sipped them like a human.

Half an hour later, the youth finally finished his coffee.

System 2d14: "Now locating the nearest political …"

The black-haired youth: "I want to go to the five-star hotel 4503 meters away." My body already covers this city, I don't need you anymore.

An hour later, a certain system looked at its host who was half lying on the luxurious bed, eating potato chips and drinking the cappuccino provided by the hotel while watching TV.

System 2d14 was a system with ideals and beliefs, a system that was not afraid of hardships and dared to struggle.

As a new system, it had once fantasized about perfectly completing missions with its host, shocking everyone in the Salvation Alliance, and walking to the peak of life together!

Thus, System 2d14 decided to persuade its host!

It wanted its host to understand the importance of working hard to complete the mission and get rid of the state of idling around and waiting for death!

"Dear Host!

Do you need this system to show you the mission points rules of the Salvation Alliance? "

A certain Alien chewed on potato chips. "Yes."

System 2d14: "Mission points per mission = mission years ÷ mission completion time × planet total population (100 million) × planet lifespan extension × difficulty factor × mission completion percentage."

A certain Alien: "Oh."

System 2d14: "So, let's assume that Dear Host completes the mission extremely well: 10 years to complete the mission, planet lifespan will be extended by 50 years, contribution factor 10%.

Then Dear Host will obtain: 20 ÷ 10 × 120 × 50 × 0.3 × 10% = 360 points! "

A certain Alien: "Is it the kind of points you mentioned before where 1 point can be exchanged for 50 star coins?"

System 2d14: "Yes, Dear Host!"

"Then what use do I have for it!" The black-haired youth had a look of disdain. "I can only get 18000 star coins after 10 years of work." He took out a thick stack of 500 star coins. "It's even less than this."

"Dear Host!

Points are the symbol of honor for all the mission takers and systems in the Salvation Alliance!

Once the points exceed 100, it means that Dear Host and this system have broken away from the title of a pure newcomer and stepped into the ranks of a C-rank Savior and a C-rank system!

Only a very small number of newcomers can achieve this in a single mission! "

"How many points does an A-rank Savior require?" A certain Alien was eager to give it a try.

System 2d14: "Dear Host, Newcomer → C → B → A requires 10 times more points for every level up; A → S → ss → SSS requires 100 times more points for every level up.

I've never seen an A-rank big boss with more than 10,000 points! "zz2d14 said shyly.

"Moreover, points can be used to buy a house in the town of the Salvation Alliance!

However, even the smallest single apartment costs 50,000 points.

Those god-rank Saviors can even have their own little garden! "

Hearing about the little garden, a certain Alien was interested. "The faster you complete the mission, the higher the points?"

"Yes!

Dear Host! "

Therefore, around the city, countless black threads suddenly sped up, spreading further and further away.

"Yes!

Mutant beasts have to be killed, but the bait has to be an attack-type mutant like us. "Another mutant from Yun City said.

"Bait is called bait because it has to be able to attract the beast!"

The black-haired youth laughed. "When I first woke up, I saw the mutant beast running a few rounds around the room on the second floor. Did it pounce on any of you?

Also, when all of you were running down the slide to the car, didn't the beast only stare at the zombies and bite them?

Instead, when I went down, it charged at me.

In the end, the mutant beast crashed into Da Yong's arms, but it didn't bite him. Instead, it turned around and ran away.

If one of you is the bait, the mutant beast most likely won't follow you into the building. "

"Ugh …" The mutants in the car didn't know how to refute.

The black-haired teenager simply took the walkie-talkie in the car and directly told Xu Yuncheng, who was sitting in another jeep, about his entire plan. Then, he added,

He added, "Although I'm only a space mutant, even an attack-type mutant would be killed instantly if that mutant beast caught up with me.

Maybe I'll take a big chunk of cold meat from the space and throw it at it, and it'll be more effective than a level-3 mutant's fireball.

Also, our plan is for the others to lie in ambush in the surroundings. One person will lure the mutant beast into the building where the trap is set. The bait person can find a room to hide in and won't have to come into contact with the mutant beast! "

Then, I can directly bypass the trap and run into a room inside to swap places with the substitute. Then, I can control the substitute to transform into an alien and escape through the window.

Yep, it's perfect!

A certain alien thought complacently.

Xu Yuncheng on the other side of the walkie-talkie listened and pondered for a moment. Sure enough, he agreed with the black-haired youth's suggestion.

Thus, the group drove into the city under Xu Yuncheng's lead and began to look for an ambush location.

A certain alien that was running a marathon behind the car also cooperated and slowed down, pretending to have temporarily lost track of them and taking the opportunity to take a breather.

The motorcade circled around the city for half an hour. Xu Yuncheng was always dissatisfied with the administrative buildings, hospitals, libraries and other buildings they passed by. The 'black-haired youth' was also somewhat impatiently waiting in the car for the final decision of this nitpicky leader. If they delayed any longer, what would they do if Hei Si disconnected again?

Finally, when the group of people passed by the warehouse of a car parts factory, Xu Yuncheng signaled for the motorcade to slow down. After circling around the cement floor of the factory, he said to everyone through the walkie-talkie, "This is the best place to set up an ambush.

There's only one entrance, the walls are thick, and there are no windows. If that mutant beast is successfully lured in, it will definitely not be able to escape after being blocked by a dozen or so mutants!

Park the car behind those trees. All earth, metal, and wood element mutants, follow me. Move quickly!

The rest of you, be on guard! "

'Black-haired youth: "…"

It's over, there's actually no windows!

As the person who proposed this plan, I don't have any reason to object to it!

Therefore, the black-haired young man could only stand aside and watch his teammates get off the car in a flurry.

Wu Yi, Xu Yuncheng, and two other wood and earth element mutants from Yuncheng rushed into the front hall of the warehouse. It took them five minutes to quickly dig a huge deep pit in the front hall of the warehouse. The pit was covered with half-meter-high metal spikes and wooden thorns …

After the large trap that occupied the entire front hall was hastily completed, Xu Yuncheng repeatedly told Xiao Yi, "I will build a small bridge.

"I will build a small dirt bridge over this pit. Don't be nervous later, just run straight across it. Then find a storage room to hide in and lock the door. Leave the rest to us!"