Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 575
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Chapter 575 This Thing Might Explode? Why Didn’t You Tell Me Sooner?!
System: Eliminate the Aliens and their queen and stop them from parasitizing the exploration team. Completed.
Total experience: 10,000. Total credit: 10,000.
Contribution rate: 70%. EXP +7,000. Credit +7,000. System: Stop the Predators from killing the exploration team. Completed.
Total experience: 1,000. Total credit: 1,000.
Contribution rate: 100%. EXP +1,000. Credit +1,000.
That was the end of the system notifications.
The black monsters called Aliens didn’t have any abilities for Luke to learn.
They were regarded as animals or monsters by Daddy System
Based on the rewards from the two missions, Luke guessed that the Aliens could endanger a lot of humans, while the Predators were only after the exploration team members in the ruins.
That was why the reward for killing the former was ten times as much as for killing the latter.
Remembering the mysterious item in Weyland’s backpack, Luke had a guess about why the exploration team was being hunted by the Predators.
It was natural to be hunted down after the team broke in and stole their treasure.
But on the other hand, the Predators weren’t decent beings either.
The death of the team members had to do with the reproduction of the Aliens.
The exploration team had come here because Weyland Corporation’s probes had captured heat signals in the ruins.
In short, the team had been lured here.
It wasn’t hard to imagine the role which the Predators, who had placed the mysterious items in the center of the ruins, played in this hunting game.
That was why Luke hadn’t helped when he could have done something. He simply watched the two Predators die along with the Aliens.
Those two Predators deserved to be killed.
Thinking that, Luke walked over to the bodies of the two Predators.
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Suddenly, part of the armor on the four-eyed creature’s arm popped out to project the holographic image of a person in a red ray of light.
Luke stopped and frowned as he looked at the hologram. The hologram then said in the standard accent of an English anchor, “Guardian of this planet, you are worthy of our respect. We acknowledge the outcome of this hunting ritual. Please convey these words to your highest guardian.”
At that moment, the ruins trembled even more violently than before.
Luke was alarmed: Was this place going to collapse? It hadn’t been ten minutes yet. Why was it transforming again?
But in less than half a minute, the earthquake stopped. Startled, Luke looked at an enormous entrance that had just appeared.
With his Sharp Nose, he could smell the fresh air from the outside world, along with the smell of multiple Predators.
Also, those Predators were approaching very quickly. Luke stepped back warily to stand close to the passage opening before he fully activated Sharp Nose.
He then realized that the fresh air was unexpectedly coming from his location in the ruins.
The maze-like tunnels in the ruins disappeared and were replaced by a broad and straight passage about seven hundred meters long that stretched from the entrance directly to where Luke was.
This change in the ruins was much more significant than the previous transformations. No wonder the earthquake was so intense.
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The next moment, blue electric light glittered at the entrance of the enormous passage.
As electricity flashed, eight Predators in pairs came out of stealth mode and slowly descended from a glowing blue plate-like object into the messy square.
Behind the eight Predators was another Predator in magnificent battle armor.
Unlike the other Predators, this Predator wore a loose cloak that flapped as it walked.
Its face wasn’t hidden behind a helmet. It held a magnificent mask in its hands.
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Its features could be compared to those of a crab or a lizard. It didn’t look human at all.
The eight Predators cleaned up the battlefield and then split into two groups. Four to a team, they constructed litters with their spears and put the bodies of the four-eyed creature and the dog-headed creature on them, before hoisting the litters onto their shoulders and turning around to leave.
The Predator in the most lavish attire looked at Luke.
Luke narrowed his eyes and stared back at the Predator who was obviously of a higher rank.
The Predator strode over to Luke and fiddled with a device on its left wrist. A line of English words was projected into the air, and the anchor’s voice sounded again: “Guardian, please accept our gift to you.”
The Predator put its left hand down, and the English words disappeared. It then raised a double-headed spear with its right hand.
With two clinks, the spear that looked more resplendent than the spears of the other Predators shrunk down in size to a metallic rod.
After thinking for a moment, Luke accepted it.
The Predator nodded and worked the device on its left wrist again. It then threw out a black tablet that was the size of two phones.
Pointing at the item it just threw out, it made the gesture for an explosion, and a line of red words appeared again: “It will finish the clean-up in ten minutes.”
Luke was stunned. “This thing… will explode?”
The Predator nodded and walked back to the plate-like object at the end of the passage.
The next moment, the plate-like object soared up soundlessly with the Predator and the others who were carrying the bodies, and disappeared at the top of the ruins several seconds later.
“Sh*t!” Luke finally cursed out loud. “You should tell me sooner if you’re dropping a bomb!”
Checking the time on his watch, he ran to the Alien queen and cut its tail blade off with the fork-like prongs on the metal rod. Putting it away in his inventory, he ran off like mad.
The black tablet which the Predator threw out displayed flashing red dots, which disappeared with every passing second. By Luke’s rough estimation, all the red dots would completely disappear in ten minutes, and this thing would explode then. He was confident he could return to the surface within ten minutes on his own, but there were still a dozen members of the exploration team in the relics.
Running out of the massive passage into a straight tunnel, Luke, who was pressed for time, raised his head, and heaved a sigh of relief.
The members of the team weren’t all idiots. At least, Weyland and Stafford weren’t.
After that straight and wide passage appeared, they probably quickly made the decision to evacuate to the surface.
It had been around ten minutes from the moment the passage appeared to the Predator activating the bomb.
The important thing was that the collection of the bodies of the four-eyed creature and the dog-headed creature was clearly a ceremony, so the eight Predators weren’t moving very fast.
At that moment, the exploration team had already run into the upper half of the tunnel and was close to the entrance.
Luke raised his voice and shouted, “Put Mr. Weyland down! I’ll carry him! The rest of you, drop any extra baggage and run for the surface as fast as you can!”
His shout echoed in the long tunnel and easily carried over hundreds of meters.
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