Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 139 [Cabin in the Woods] The “Terrible” Alien Brain-Eating Beast!
In the woods.

The stones cut through the air like meteors, but seemed to encounter an invisible barrier. Each one was intercepted by a transparent electric grid in mid-air and exploded into dust in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, a huge electric fence spanning the forest was revealed, and it looked extremely spectacular.

"Are you sure we can get the people inside out like this?"

"Otherwise, their outer protective net has been triggered all the time. The people inside will definitely think it is an invasion by foreign enemies. Just wait. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will come out to pick us up soon."

"What if they thought it was hailing outside?"

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After an awkward silence, everyone put down the stones in their hands at the same time.

"Damn it, Teddy, if you could be so sharp-tongued on a regular basis, our lives would be a lot easier."

Rango muttered something, then took out his cell phone and called Wheelchair Joe. He had originally been thinking of making a different appearance, but he didn't expect Teddy to see the bug at a glance.

After a while, when the call was hung up, Rango shrugged and announced to everyone: "Good news, our people will be here soon."

Everyone then moved their position and sat around on the hood of the car, staring at the huge invisible power grid and imagining the unknown world behind it.

"According to the movie, there must be some high-tech camouflage hidden on this power grid, reflecting the forest scene. It might be a future world with a full sense of technology."

"Yeah, I agree. It's just like the game world. It's full of all kinds of technological products from decades later, even robot maids."

"Like Megan's?"

"Oh no, I'd rather it be Megan Fox."

"Who is this woman?"

"I don't know. Rango said it was a movie star who looked like that female reporter O'Neill."

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Just as everyone was discussing and looking forward to what form this so-called supernatural defense organization, the "Wooden House" at the forefront of resisting dark creatures, would take,

A manhole cover not far away suddenly opened.
Then several men in casual clothes and with messy hair climbed up from below, shattering all their fantasies.

"God, please don't tell me that the long-awaited [Log House] headquarters is in the sewer of Texas."

"I think it's not bad. At least for us brothers, this environment is not unfamiliar."

"What I don't understand is why all the good guys and bad guys in this land like to make their homes in the damn sewers!"

Looking at the staff walking towards them with hippie-like smiles on their faces, Teddy and others' "wooden house" filters were completely shattered.

But Rango felt good. Since the last time he saw Quigoma at MIB, he had successfully demystified this so-called North American dark creature resistance organization.

"Haha, Rango! We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Don't think it's that easy to get close to me, Hitterson. We've only met once."

Rango made a joke, then high-fived and gave a big hug to the guy who had demolished his old house, built a new home on it and waited for him for several years.

"So." After exchanging pleasantries with him, Rango looked at the two people following him and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Old Joe sent you to pick us up?"

"Don't mind kid."

Hitson patted Rango on the shoulder and explained, "The [Woodhouse] is working with the MIB on the case, and Chief Joe is out there leading people to search all over North America for an infection that can destroy humanity. You know that we are always short of manpower."

Hearing this, Rango couldn't help but sigh about the difficulty of human survival: "I have always thought that life is so difficult for ordinary people in our world. There are aliens, angels and demons, and dark creatures invading human society from time to time. Sometimes when you go out for a trip, you might encounter rich people or perverts hunting for you. And the so-called human destruction crisis happens almost every few days. Damn it, I will never come to this world in my next life, even if I have to go to Marvel!"

Hitson, who had also read the comics, laughed and said, "Hahaha, if you really go to that damn place, you'll have to move out of New York."

After Rango joked with them for a while, he led everyone to go through the sewer to enter the headquarters, but Hitson stopped them when he saw this.

The old man looked resistant and said with a smile: "I finally came out to take a breath. Let's go back in later. There's no rush."

As he spoke, this guy and his colleagues took out their cigarettes one by one and began to puff smoke impatiently.

This look gave Rango the feeling that he was like a worker who had just come out of the dust-free workshop after a busy day, and finally took the opportunity to go to the toilet and sneaked out to smoke a cigarette to relieve his fatigue.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and muttered to themselves.

Why does this [Woodhouse] organization seem so unreliable?
Soon, after finishing a whole pack of cigarettes, Hitterson exhaled a long puff of smoke with satisfaction, waved to Rango and his group, and left a sentence:
"Follow Honey"

Then, this guy jumped into the sewer first.

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Rango, who had already lowered his expectations to the lowest level, shrugged at Clare and the others. With mixed feelings, everyone followed him one by one and crawled into the slightly dark but not too dirty sewer.

After walking along the road for more than ten minutes, Hitterson stopped in front of a thick, rusty iron door.

Just when Rango thought there was some mechanism on the door, this guy actually raised his foot and kicked the door hard several times.

"Open the door quickly, I'm back with Rango and the others."

"Password." A serious voice came from inside the door.

"Fuck, you just saw me go out with your own eyes!"

"Sorry, buddy, Commander Quigmar has ordered that we must verify the password when entering or leaving."

"OK"

Hitson glanced helplessly at Rango and the others who were already used to it, then cleared his throat and began to hum: "My name is Quagmar~~ I like to say giggity giggity~~giggity ~~~"

Om-!
As Hitson finished singing with a red face, the iron door burst open, and a man wearing the same "wooden house" uniform stood at the door. He couldn't help laughing and said, "You sang well, buddy. When Chief Quigmar hears it, he might give you a promotion and a raise."

"Shut up asshole!"

Hitson glared at him in dissatisfaction, then turned around and led Rango and his group to go deeper.

The guard, who had been smiling originally, immediately became serious when he saw Rango and the others. Especially when facing Rango, he even bowed his head slightly to show respect.

Rango smiled at him politely and then looked around.

Unlike the dirty and muddy sewer outside, behind this iron door is a corridor shining with silver luster, dotted with black blocks.

The feeling of walking inside is just like the space capsule in the movie "2001: A Space Odyssey".

Walking through the corridor, Hiteson skillfully entered his fingerprint and pupil information in front of a password door. The door opened and a pattern inlaid with the logo of a wooden house came into view, indicating that they had officially entered the core area of ​​the "wooden house".

The next scene is much simpler. Just like those office buildings, there is a front desk and an elevator. There are also staff members who are walking around hurriedly while talking on the phone and holding documents, but no one knows what they are busy with.

Hitson led Rango and his gang into the elevator, tapped the floor button, and explained, "You can think of this as a company of a special nature. Everyone is a professional employee, but our business is not personal. Also, the elevator here goes down."

"I understand." Rango nodded slightly.

Judging from current observations, the defense of the [wooden house] is still pretty good. Even people inside need to go through multiple checkpoints such as passwords, fingerprints, and pupil recognition before they can successfully enter the interior.

As the elevator door slowly opened, a scene completely different from the one upstairs appeared before everyone's eyes.

This place seems like a huge scientific research square, surrounded by various advanced scientific instruments.

Researchers in white coats are observing their "patients" next to these instruments like doctors.

Needless to say, the so-called patients are all various dark creatures with strange and ferocious looks.

Rango glanced casually and saw monsters such as goblins, zombies, demon children, tree spirits, etc.

These monsters, which feed on humans in the outside world, are now like little white mice in a laboratory. They are tied up tightly, their bodies are full of needles used in research, and their eyes are full of helplessness and despair.

"While these guys are endangering humans, we are also carefully studying any methods to restrain them."

Hitson put his arm around Rango's shoulder and introduced the creature in detail as they walked. "For example, the most common creatures are tree demons. In the past, the agents in the cabin had to carry heavy flamethrowers to deal with them, but now, highly concentrated acid bullets are enough to easily solve the problem. There are also demon children. These little creatures like to transform into human children, kidnap children and eat them in their nests. They are often hard to guard against, but we have found that we can break their transformation ability with mint leaves."

Hiteson talked endlessly about the research team's achievements and mentioned several methods to restrain these dark creatures.

After Rango heard it, he took it to heart. Although he could easily cause damage to these extraordinary creatures with the blue lines on his palms, he should learn more and listen more. Even if he could not use it in the future, he could still pretend to be professional in front of outsiders.

Finally, Hitterson slowly stopped in front of a door.

Amid the strange looks of the crowd, he first leaned over the door and listened for a while. After making sure that there was no chanting sound from inside, he felt relieved and knocked lightly on the door.

Then, Quagma's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Hitterson pushed open the door, and Rango followed closely behind him. He glanced across the room and saw that the layout was like that of an ordinary scientific research laboratory, with various precision instruments arranged in an orderly manner.

And Quagma had his back to them, concentrating on examining a creature in an iron cage.

"Sir, Rango and the others have arrived."

Hearing this, Quigmar turned around and saw Rango. He immediately smiled warmly and strode forward to give him a tight hug. "Sorry, kid. I wanted to go out and pick you up, but MIB sent me something fun and I have to put it away first." He said as he patted Rango's back.

Rango smiled nonchalantly. Based on the two times he had met him, he found that Uncle Quigma was extremely energetic. Every time he saw him, this guy had an excited look on his face.

Quagma waved his hand to signal Hitson to go out and close the door, then turned his eyes to the guys Rango brought.

"Let me take a look, oh, turtle man?" Quagma came close to the four Ninja Turtles and sniffed them carefully, then frowned and said, "It's not a dark creature, but it smells like mutated cells. Is it a genetically mutated creature?"

Seeing the big nostrils almost approaching their faces, the ninjas couldn't help but get goose bumps all over their bodies. They couldn't help but take a few steps back and lean against the corner. The aura of the man in front of them was very strange, and it felt like a source of plague. Something unfortunate would happen if they came into contact with him.

Quigmar looked at the vomiters without any concern, sniffed twice, and almost vomited.

"Fuck, why do you smell like sour vomit?"

After he finished complaining, his eyes fell on Clare. Noticing that she was holding Rango's arm, he restrained his movements and asked with a little surprise: "You smell a bit like an old friend of mine. Wait, your mother is not Jocelyn, right?"

After hearing this, Clare nodded slightly in surprise and asked curiously, "How did you know?"

"Ah, well, I think it's better if you don't know."

Quigma raised his eyebrows at Rango as he spoke, and seeing the guy's smirk, Rango immediately understood.

In all likelihood, Clare's mother had had an affair with Quigmar when she was young.
Thinking of this, looking at Clare's white and small chin, Rango breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the appearance of this chin, it should not be a Quagga's.

He then asked curiously: "Uncle Kui, can you tell their superpowers just by smelling them?"

"Of course not." Quigmar shook his head and said as a matter of course: "I have detailed information about all the people around you. I have already read it all."

"Then you were sniffing around just now."

"Oh, I was just pretending to see if I could scare you guys."

Quigmar then smiled at Rango and said, "But if you're talking about this, I do have this superpower, but it doesn't require smelling with the nose, but..."

As he spoke, he deliberately thrust his hips forward, causing everyone to look confused.

He added proudly, "MIB has often asked me to help because of my ability. Any alien stowaway who is unwilling to reveal his identity will reveal his identity clearly after a round under my crotch."

".Awesome."

"Hahaha, let's get back to the topic."

Quagma's eyes moved around Rango and his friends, with a hint of a smile on his face, but then he turned serious: "You are really outstanding, especially you, Rango, and the friends you brought with you, including these non-human Ninja Turtles. I have carefully studied the information of each of you."

His words revealed an unprecedented solemnity. He walked slowly to the four Da Vinci brothers, patted them on the shoulders gently, and said sincerely: "Although you are not human, you have demonstrated noble character beyond ordinary people. In the strange eyes of the world, you still uphold justice and silently fight against the criminals in New York. Rango!"

Quagma smiled and waved at Rango. When Rango came closer, he said solemnly: "You should bow deeply to these Ninja Turtles and thank them for everything they have done for this city."

"Ah?" Rango looked confused, "Why me?"

"Because you're from New York and I'm from Hawaii, the good things they do have nothing to do with me, but they have a lot to do with you."

".OK"

Although Rango was a little speechless about Uncle Kui's train of thought, he thought about the injustice and sacrifices the Ninja Turtles had endured, and he nodded and was about to bow to express his gratitude.

"Walter?"

Upon seeing this, the four Leonardo brothers stepped forward to stop him, their eyes flashing with gratitude and surprise, especially Quigmar, who didn't expect that this guy looked frivolous but had unexpectedly noble character.

After the awkward play here was over, Quigma nodded with satisfaction, and then prepared to pick up the iron cage he had studied before and take everyone out for a tour.

The creature in the cage was a ball-like creature with four long, thin legs and a sharp mosquito-like mouth. It was as small as a house cat.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on this, Quigmar began to introduce: "This thing was sent by the MIB this morning. It's called the Brain Devourer. It's said to be an alien species that feeds on the brains of living things. Come on, I'll take you to the most important prison in the [Wooden House] and lock this thing in there."

However, the moment he lifted the cage, the brain-eating beast seemed to have seized the opportunity to escape. It suddenly bit through the iron cage and rushed out. Its sharp eyes were fixed on Rango and his group, as if ready to attack at any time.

"do not move!"

Quagma immediately stopped Rango who was about to capture it, and said solemnly: "Don't act rashly. Once this brain-eating beast is enraged, it will release radio waves that interfere with the magnetic field. Our precision instruments here cannot withstand such a blow. The only way to isolate those harmful radio waves is to put it back in the cage."

Rango frowned and asked, "Then how do we catch it safely?"

"Don't worry, Rango. These guys are brain-eating creatures. They like to jump onto humans' heads and suck their brains with their mouths to control their bodies. The moment they eat is when they are most vulnerable. We just need to wait patiently and find the right opportunity, then we can easily lure it back to the cage." Quigma explained patiently.

He then added: "This thing can capture spiritual energy. In other words, the higher the intelligence of the prey, the more likely they are to attack. Be careful, guys. When it jumps on your head, don't panic."

"Fuck, it's over, Rango." Teddy said in horror: "This guy will jump on my head nine times out of ten."

"Hey, you're not the only smart person here. Everyone is at great risk." Clare immediately retorted.

"That's right. Everyone, be prepared. If it attacks, go get the cage and put it back in."

Everyone was on high alert, ready for battle.

However.
The seemingly ferocious brain-eating beast sniffed the air, then ignored them and passed by leisurely without any sign of attack.

This scene made everyone look at each other in bewilderment, and they asked Quigmar in confusion: "Are you sure this guy will take the initiative to attack humans?"

"Of course, the higher the intelligence, the stronger its desire to attack! When it was brought here, a researcher's head was almost pierced by its mouth!"

"So what does this scene mean now?"

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The room suddenly fell into silence.

After a moment, Rango broke the silence. He said seriously: "The attack mode you researched must be wrong. This is just a very well-behaved alien creature."

"Yes, if it's really as Quagma said, we will all have our brains sucked out by it one by one."

"Correct, a burst of blood."

Just as everyone was talking, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

Abel the fishman stepped in with a smile, "Hey guys, I heard"

The arrival of this guy was like a switch, instantly activating the originally calm brain-eating beast. It suddenly jumped up, let out a sharp roar, and pointed its spike-like mouth directly at Abel's head.

Phew—pop!

Rango reacted quickly. He picked up the cage in a flash and imprisoned the brain-eating beast again with one sprint.

When everyone came to their senses, the brain-eating beast had been locked firmly in a cage.

"Forehead"

The fishman Abel looked at the thing in the cage, scratched his head and said, "Isn't this the brain-eating beast whose higher IQ makes it more aggressive?"

Rango and others looked at each other and nodded.

"That's right, this damn thing just went crazy!"

"It seems that it was stumped by so many smart brains and had difficulty making a decision. It didn't know which one to choose."

"Phew, what a relief! Fortunately, you are here, Abel, otherwise we would be the ones in trouble."

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Rango closed the thing, ignored the people who were trying to save face, and high-fived Abel and said with a smile, "How's it going, buddy? You're not scared, are you?"

"It's okay." Abel responded with a smile, but there was still a hint of fear in his eyes.

As a scientific researcher, his fighting ability is not even as good as that of the little girl Clare.

On the other side, when Quigmar saw him, he immediately called out, "You're here just in time, Abel. Send this thing to the prison, and take Rango and the others to visit the core of our [wooden house]. I have to call Old Joe and ask about their progress."

"Okay sir!"

In stark contrast to the relaxed and casual conversation atmosphere of Rango and others, Abel showed a high level of professionalism and respect. He nodded meticulously to Quagma's instructions and led Rango and his group out of the room.

In the elevator.

Rango was chatting with him.

"I heard you say Lizzie is pregnant before. How is it going? How is the Baron getting along with her?"

"Uh, not so good."

Abel shook his head slightly, the scene of frequent fires in the Baron's residence emerged in his mind, and he shook his head and sighed: "Pregnant women have really abnormal tempers."

After a while, the elevator door opened.

At the core of the [Wooden House], a cell filled with countless dark creatures, a bizarre world unfolded before Rango.

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(End of this chapter)