Chapter 111: Spaceship, Resupply, Capture
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't seem to understand what Tang Song was saying.
He pondered for a moment, his mind racing, trying to grasp the meaning behind Tang Song's words.
He recalled everything that happened in the Pyramid over a decade ago.
During that scientific expedition, he had gathered a large group of elite experts from various fields to explore inside the Pyramid.
Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, they activated the Ancient Altar.
An Alien Queen was released inside the Pyramid, laying a large number of Alien Eggs. Using his people as hosts, a large number of Aliens were bred, which in turn attracted three Predators.
"Over a decade ago, the Trial in this Pyramid also failed. I remember the Alien Queen and the Predator who participated in the Trial perished together!"
As a self-made man who built a billion-dollar business empire, Charles Bishop Weyland's life experience could fill a dozen business novels.
As an old fox in the business world, seasoned with age, he quickly spotted the blind spot in Tang Song's brief remarks.
Over a decade ago, he had personally seen that Alien Queen blown to pieces by the Predator's Plasma Shoulder Cannon before its death, leaving no trace. So what was this Alien Queen in front of him?
Was it captured and placed here by the Predators specifically for the Trial? No, he had explored many Ancient Ruins that recorded the deeds of the Predators. These ultimate Hunters were keen on killing and honing their skills, but they didn't have the habit of capturing their prey alive.
"Could there still be living Engineers in the spaceship?!"
This thought sent a shiver down Charles Bishop Weyland's spine, like a chilling hand placed on his shoulder from behind after watching a horror movie in the dark.
A wave of coldness surged directly up his back.
How was that possible? The history of this Pyramid could be traced back thousands of years. How could the Engineers in the spaceship still be alive?
Noticing Charles Bishop Weyland's look, Tang Song whistled, smiled, and pulled out the Five Yin Wallet from his pocket.
Click, he opened the wallet. In a cloud of dusty smoke, a black vortex appeared, and masses of Five Yin Black Fiend poured out. The black mist, so thick one couldn't see their hand, enveloped the Alien Queen in the Pit.
When the black mist dissipated, the Pit was empty! Tang Song held the wallet in his hand, his Divine Sense penetrating the multiple Restriction Formations, observing the Space inside the Five Yin Wallet.
It was a misty space, appearing somewhat illusory. Outside this space, black tornadoes formed by Five Yin Black Fiend swirled.
These howling, circling black tornadoes, the large ones over a dozen meters wide, the small ones three or four meters in diameter, swirled irregularly outside this Space.
In the center enveloped by the Black Fiend Wind, there was an open space of three to four hundred square meters.
Various sundries were piled up in categories within the open space,
From gold bars, jewels, various foods, drinking water, to weapons and ammunition.
From small handguns, rifles, boxes of bullets, grenades.
Heavy firepower RPG rocket launchers, individual Stinger missiles, piles of high explosives.
Among them was even a tightly wrapped, sealed weapon box, painted with a skull and crossbones pattern in red paint on the outside, looking particularly eye-catching.
On the other side of the weapon box, several sandalwood shelves were neatly arranged, with strings of white jade bone beads hanging on the sandalwood shelves. Counting them carefully, there were over a hundred strings.
Because Tang Song controlled it with his Divine Sense, the Alien Queen, carried in by the Five Yin Black Fiend, was not corroded by the converging tornadoes of Five Yin Black Fiend and used as nourishment for the Restriction Formation Space. Instead, it was wrapped up and sent to a corner of the Space, falling into a state of slumber.
.........
A vast expanse of white Ice Surface stretched as far as the eye could see. Wind and snow howled, obscuring visibility.
On the Sea Surface at minus forty degrees Celsius, let alone any sign of people, besides the wind and snow and the faintly visible small island behind them, not even a point of reference could be found.
In the wind and snow, over a dozen tall, thin figures could be faintly seen busy on the Ice Surface.
Some were bent over, lying on the Ice Surface chiseling ice. Two figures worked together, carrying and dragging whales and giant whales dozens of times, or even scores of times, larger than their own bodies.
During a brief lull in the wind and snow, a closer look revealed that these dozen figures were not humans at all, but clearly over a dozen animated Skeleton Demons.
Skeleton frames over two meters tall, their bodies lustrous white like jade, with two clusters of green phosphorescent fire burning in their eye sockets.
For those chiseling ice, their sharp bone claws plunged into the Ground. The ice, hard as iron, was not much harder than tofu in their claws.
Large blocks of ice, the size of tabletops, were pulled out by them using only their claws and thrown over a dozen meters away.
Amelia sat on one side of a soft armchair, wearing a blood-red long dress.
Beneath the wind and snow, Boss Tang leaned lazily on the soft armchair, holding a sea fishing rod. His head rested in the most comfortable position, and the sea rod in his hand swung casually.
Amelia extended her fair and tender index finger, gently rubbing Boss Tang's temple. A blood-red misty Qi shot out from her Heavenly Spirit, rising to a height of over a dozen meters, transforming into a blood-colored umbrella canopy covering dozens of meters, shielding Boss Tang from the wind and snow overhead.
Boss Tang narrowed his eyes slightly. In front of him, the Ice Surface for over a hundred meters had been chiselled open by the Skeleton Demons using their claws.
In the seawater, some large shadows could be faintly seen prowling beneath the Sea Surface. Those were whales beneath the Ice Surface, looking for breathing holes to surface for air.
Splashing water sounds, accompanied by surging waves, after a period of intense seawater movement, one or two whales would occasionally float up onto the Ice Surface, turning up their white bellies.
These large creatures, dozens of meters long, weighing several tons, or even over a dozen tons, floated on the Sea Surface.
Skeleton Demons waiting on the Ice Surface leaped onto them one by one. Their sharp claws plunged into the bodies of these whales. In pairs, they directly dragged these whales onto the Ice Surface.
Along the drag marks, large and small giant fish and giant whales could be seen piled up like small mountains on the Ice Surface.
"That's about enough!"
Tang Song stretched out his hand, yawned, and in his somewhat sleepy eyes, the scene from the lower level Room of the Pyramid seemed to be reflected. The principle of the Clone Talisman was somewhat like the split screen on a computer screen. Both were him, but the one who entered the Pyramid was a clone.
Everything the clone did in the Pyramid was actually controlled by his main body.
If he truly encountered danger, it would just be the loss of one Clone Talisman.
This was also the reason Tang Song appeared on the Ice Surface a dozen miles from this Offshore Island, fishing for whales.
After all, compared to a spaceship hundreds of meters long, his Five Yin Pouch was still a bit small.
He lifted the rod, the fishing line emerged from the water, and where the fish hook was originally attached, Little Black Snake coiled up, staring at its master with a resentful look.
"Alright, I know you're the hero!"
Tang Song grabbed Little Black Snake into his hand and casually fed a Blood Pellet into its mouth. Only then did the Little Black Snake comfortably stretch out its snake head and rub against his palm.
With whining sounds, it climbed to his thumb area and transformed into the Black Jade Thumb Ring.
"Collect the Blood Qi from these whales, and don't sneak a bite!"
Tang Song stretched and got up from the reclining chair. Turning around, he patted Amelia's hip.
Amelia licked the corner of her mouth, tipped up the hem of her skirt, and performed a standard European courtesy towards Tang Song. With a turn of her foot, her court dress transformed into a blood cloud and drifted away.
Blood-colored shadows scattered on the Ice Surface, transforming from one into ten, then a hundred. The entire Ice Surface seemed to be stained blood-red in an instant.
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Jacob and Storm Shadow returned to the lower level Room of the Pyramid one after another.
Both of them didn't look very good. Jacob's muscular physique was covered in burn injuries, and one arm was wrapped in bandages, constantly oozing blood.
And Storm Shadow's eye-catching white ninja suit was also stained blood-red, carrying half a katana in his hand.
"What happened?" Charles Bishop Weyland looked at his injured Bodyguard, somewhat surprised.
"Two Aliens, you dozens of people, how could you be so battered?"
"Mr. Weyland, those two Aliens devoured the flesh and blood of the four soldiers we left behind. Their strength, speed, and all aspects became stronger! We lost six people!"
Jacob hung his head, not saying a word.
Storm Shadow first nodded in greeting towards Tang Song, and only then did he explain to Charles Bishop Weyland.
"What about those two Aliens? Are they dealt with?"
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't care about the process of the matters; he wanted the result.
"BOSS, they've been dealt with!" Jacob reported to Charles Bishop Weyland.
Charles Bishop Weyland turned and directed his gaze towards Tang Song.
"The two Aliens are dealt with, Tang. What should we do next?"
Tang Song clapped his hands. "Mr. Weyland, have your people retreat to the Outside of the Pyramid. Storm Shadow, you and Ana take your soldiers out too!"
"Understood!"
Storm Shadow nodded cleanly and efficiently towards Tang Song, and taking Ana and a few Cobra Soldiers who had just come down, they climbed back up using grappling hooks.
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't speak. His slightly cloudy eyes scrutinized Tang Song with a hint of suspicion, seemingly doubting his intentions.
"There are too many people in the Pyramid, and the things inside may not be willing to come out!"
Tang Song raised his cane and tapped the silver-gray spaceship surface, smiling, as if greeting the people inside.
Upon hearing Tang Song's explanation, Charles Bishop Weyland waved his hand towards Jacob, signaling for all his people to go out.
After Jacob turned around and issued the order, he did not leave the Pyramid. Instead, he walked to the Corner beside Charles Bishop Weyland, silently sat down, and treated his wounds.
Under the dim searchlights, a group of Sacred Scarabs quietly appeared in the shadows of the Room.
"Take these," Tang Song casually threw two wooden plaques to Charles Bishop Weyland and Jacob.
"Hold them in your hands. They can hide your aura. Hopefully, the detection equipment in the spaceship isn't too high-end!"
Charles Bishop Weyland grabbed the wooden plaque with the mechanical hand of his Exoskeleton Suit and examined it carefully in front of his face mask.
It was a square, flat wooden plaque, carved with a leaf of simple lines.
A bug in a similarly minimalist style held the stem of the leaf with its hand, using the leaf to cover its eyes.
This wooden plaque looked like the product of a child's doodle, casually carved.
Charles Bishop Weyland silently opened the energy monitor of his Exoskeleton Suit. After a burst of radiation and energy analysis, the analysis equipment built into the exoskeleton suit did not find any energy fluctuation on this wooden plaque.
Although somewhat puzzled, Charles Bishop Weyland still clutched the wooden plaque in his mechanical palm.
On the other side, Jacob took the wooden plaque and casually stuffed it into his pocket.
Inside the silent Pyramid, none of the three spoke. Except for the distant sounds of the crowd calling out in the Upper layer space, it was terrifyingly silent.
It was unknown how long passed, half an hour, or an hour.
"They're here!"
Tang Song suddenly opened his eyes. Two rays of light, bright as daytime, suddenly lit up the dim Room.
Clatter!...
The sound of a Stone Gate being pushed open with great force came from the Upper layer space. The three of them looked up towards the top.
Charles Bishop Weyland seemed afraid of disturbing that thing. Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
"What a rude fellow! Without that group of slaves, who knows how long this nurturing facility will take to repair?"
The sound of footsteps, accompanied by a reluctant complaint, rang out from the Upper layer space.
Tang Song raised an eyebrow and exchanged a look with Charles Bishop Weyland.
This "person" speaking was unexpectedly using fluent English.
Swish!
A rope ladder was lowered from the wall. Immediately after, a figure, carrying a square box in one hand, grabbed the rope ladder and climbed down.
"Damage level 87%!"
A man wearing a silver spacesuit that looked somewhat fitted climbed down the rope ladder.
With the appearance of a tall, over 1.8-meter handsome white man, he seemed to be a "person"! He walked down the rope ladder, seemingly completely unaware that there were still three people in the Room. He walked directly to the iron chain holding the Alien Queen captive, looked at the damaged containment device, and shook his head.
He called out a string of code towards the outer wall of the spaceship. The protective shield on the silver-gray outer wall of the spaceship scattered in all directions like flowing water.
Beneath the protective shield, the extremely smooth metal wall directly split open into a large opening. From behind the metal wall, two "people" exactly like this white man walked out.
However, in terms of look and agility, these two appeared somewhat rigid compared to the man who climbed down the rope ladder.
These two people who walked out from the spaceship began repairing the iron cage imprisoning the Alien Queen under the command of the first man.
Robots? Tang Song looked at the two people who walked out from the spaceship. Their fingers emitted dazzling lasers, spot-welding the iron chain on the Ground.
They jumped into the Deep Pit smashed out by the Alien Queen, casually lifted metal plates weighing several hundred pounds, and jumped out of the Pit with a composed look.
Tang Song swept with his Divine Sense, and the body structures of the two "people" were fully seen.
Countless mechanical parts were spread throughout beneath the bionic skin. These two "people" were not people at all; they were clearly two robots.
On the contrary, the one who had been standing by, chattering incessantly and commanding, was the same as normal people, with flesh and blood, complete Five Zang Organs and Six Fu Organs. However, his soul was incomplete, and his flesh and blood were also different from normal people. They rather resembled artificially cultivated nutrient solution.
The two robots took less than ten minutes to repair the iron cage and iron chain restraining the Alien Queen.
The man carefully opened the box. Inside seemed to have been frozen; as soon as it was opened, a puff of white qi emerged.
The man carefully held a large alloy pliers with long handles and clamped out an Alien the size of a small dog from the box.
Tang Song saw clearly that what was clamped by the pliers was not a Facehugger, but a miniature version of the Alien Queen.
This Alien Queen seemed to be in a state of hibernation. The man used the long-handled pliers to pick it up, carried the pliers directly to the front of the iron plate cage, and put it inside.
Immediately after, he took out a large syringe, shook the black liquid inside, and the thick needle directly pierced into the tail of the mini Alien Queen.
Hiss! Hiss!
With sounds of painful hissing, the Alien Queen in the iron plate cage rapidly expanded as if inflating a balloon, quickly growing to the size of its predecessor.
"Hope you can last a few more years. I still want to get some good sleep!"
Looking at the roaring Alien Queen, the man walked into the Corner, put away the syringe and box, and was just about to climb up the rope ladder.
His footsteps suddenly stopped. Beneath the rope ladder, two bugs the size of coins were shrinking back in the shadows.
"Number One, Number Two, there are still things. I haven't explained clearly yet!"
The man carried the box, his facial expression unchanged, and walked towards the two robots with a composed look.
Just as he arrived beside the two robots and passed each other, he threw the box in his hand and lunged directly towards the outer wall of the spaceship.
While running, he simultaneously rapidly chanted a string of strange code in his mouth.
On the silver-gray outer wall of the spaceship, a hatch rapidly opened in front of him. Just as he was one step away from the hatch, about to lunge into the spaceship,
A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. His entire body was directly sent flying backward and was firmly pressed face down onto the Ground, looking exactly like a flipped-over turtle.
"*%y*%yj..."
Pressed onto the Ground, the man suddenly rapidly chanted a string of code towards the two robots identical to him who had been standing stiffly to the side.
Just like the alien code that just opened the Ship Cabin, it was a type of obscure alien language.
Upon receiving his code, the two robots simultaneously launched an attack towards Tang Song, who was holding the man.
Four crimson lasers shot out from their index fingers, shooting towards Tang Song's head.
Tang Song grabbed the ankle of the fallen man with one hand, dragging him upside down like a dead dog. At the same time, with a flick of his fingertip, three Vajra Talismans simultaneously shot out.
The three Vajra Talismans activated, laying down a Vajra Talisman Formation in front of him, flashing with Buddhist Sect golden light.
(end of chapter)