Chapter 203 Alien Species: Pseudoman 3

"Create Alien File No. 2: Pseudoman.

"The pollutants derived from it have two states. The first is the human state. In this form, the pollutants will retain their memory and personality, speak and behave very similar to humans, and have no ability to spread pollution;

"The second is the pollutant state, which is the deformation of the human state after death. It has gray-white human skin on the outside, red blood vessels on the inside, and no flesh and blood organs.

“The mythological ritual is unknown, and it is inferred that it is related to ‘making pollutants disguise themselves as humans’.

"Has the ability to swallow memories and simulate personality.

"The difficulty of identification...is a bit difficult.

"Hunting difficulty... Well, it's up to you to decide this. Anyway, I think it's quite weak."

Yan Lüge made a phone call and casually reported the newly discovered alien species to the research institute.

He slowly retracted his tentacles.

He was holding a crying baby in his hand.

Yan Lüge shrugged at the child: "I'm sorry for killing your mother. As an apology, I will help you find a pair of responsible adoptive parents and give you two houses within the second ring road of the capital.

Living in a house by yourself and collecting rent will ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

"As for the adopter, I think the bald guy next to you is good. He was quite sympathetic to you just now."

Yan Luge casually threw the noisy child into the arms of the bald agent.

The bald agent suddenly happy to be a father:???

"You want me to adopt this child?" The bald agent was confused.

Yan Lüge glanced at him: "You don't want to? Then find another one..."

The bald agent hugged the baby in his hand tightly, with a righteous look on his face: "I am very willing to adopt this child, and I swear that I will treat him like my own son!"

He heard correctly. The current richest man in the world promised to give this child two houses within the second ring road.

Now he doesn't have to worry about the down payment, he just pays what he pays.

I just don’t know how to explain to my wife when I get home that I had a son because of a business trip...

The bald agent hugged the crying child in a standard daddy manner and gently coaxed him.

Although this child's mother became a pollutant, he was fortunately not polluted and was still a healthy human being.

There were no bruises or signs of suffocation.

The crying now is probably just because of being frightened.

The bald agent glanced at Yan Lüge in surprise.

Unexpectedly, although the director of the Blackstone Research Institute looks cold and cruel, he is actually more bottom-line than imagined.

After the bald agent tried his best, the child's crying finally stopped slowly. His pink little hands stretched out the swaddling clothes and grabbed the bald agent's collar with a giggle.

He didn't know yet that he had lost his mother, a mother who was willing to fight for him.

The bald agent sighed.

He really felt sorry for the child now.

Yan Lüge doesn't care about the psychological activities of the agents of Command 101.

After throwing away the baggage in his hand, he glanced at the isolation hotel that was like a Shura hell.

There are stumps, broken arms, and flesh and blood everywhere.

The smell of blood is pungent.

All the pollutants hidden in the crowd were eliminated, and the system in Yan Lüge's mind also sounded relevant prompts.

However, the hunting here has come to an end, but his work is not done yet.

"I will go into the northwest wilderness." Yan Lüge said, "I will help you deal with this alien species."

"Now?" The bald agent who was coaxing the child subconsciously glanced at the time - it was now six o'clock in the evening, it was already half dark, and it was estimated that it would be completely dark in half an hour.

"Now."

The bald agent coughed lightly and advised tactfully: "It's very dangerous in the wilderness now. We don't have enough intelligence, and our vision is limited at night, so we can't move..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lüge jumped out of the window, his figure flickered a few times and then disappeared.

Director Yan had no intention of asking for other people's opinions.

He just informed me.

Bald agent: "..."

After a while, he turned around numbly and looked at the big muscular man Xue Batian, who was carrying a Fangtian painted halberd and covered in blood: "Has your boss always been so reckless?"

"Of course not." Xue Batian shook his head and said with a smile.

The bald agent was slightly startled and quickly thought of another possibility: "Is it because the situation here has deteriorated to a very urgent level?"

Xue Batian continued to shake his head: "No."

The bald agent didn't know why: "Uh, what is that?"

Xue Batian chuckled, smiling like a simple and honest man who had no scheming and only told the truth: "He is usually more reckless than this."

Bald Agent:???

…

Yan Lüge drove the armored off-road vehicle borrowed from Command No. 101 and drove alone into the northwest wilderness.

Well, the car this time was really borrowed, not stolen.

The person in charge here must have been educated by Lao Zheng repeatedly and did not cause any trouble to him.

He borrowed it politely, and the other party readily gave it to him.

Happy to work with.

Yan Lüge held the steering wheel with both hands. One tentacle behind his back rolled up a perfectly roasted rabbit leg and fed it to his mouth. Two tentacles held a nest of sand scorpions and grilled them carefully. Two tentacles held a nest of gerbils.

The chestnuts taken from the nest are carefully shelled, and there are three tentacles holding sea buckthorn fruits, a wild beehive and a cup for squeezing juice, collecting honey and preparing juice.

——He got it for dinner after entering the wasteland.

It took about five minutes to collect the ingredients, and he did the rest of the cooking process while driving, out of the way.

He didn't understand why some people thought the wasteland was dangerous. Anyway, in his eyes, it was full of delicious food. Compared with the places full of pollutants in his previous life, it was like paradise.

However, the meat of the hare is a bit lacking, the shell of the sand scorpion is a bit hard, the chestnuts are too small, and the sea buckthorn fruit is a bit sour. It is not as delicious as the sashimi of extraordinary creatures in the cafeteria of the institute.

However, he is not a hypocritical person.

When there are conditions, he will make the best life for himself; when there are no conditions, he will endure any hardship.

Yan Lu Ge faced the darkening sky and drove towards the depths of the wilderness.

He didn't bring a map.

Because it's not necessary.

He took one look at the map given by Lao Zheng and remembered it in his mind.

The terrain, climate, and species distribution of the northwest wilderness...

The personnel, weapons, and experimental projects of the northwest base...

Gods descend, missiles wash away the land, pollution...

All the information and elements are arranged and combined in his mind, the scene is recreated, and the information is reconstructed.

After a while, Yan Luge hummed a song and drew two circles on the map belonging to the "Northwestern Wasteland" in his mind.

"Let's go to these two places first and try to solve all the problems in one go."
Chapter completed!