Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 10 Meeting the Lone Wolf
—[Defeat the Predator Xenomorph and receive 3500 reward points and 1 C-rank side quest.]

— [Rescue victims of the Alien Disaster, earn 2000 reward points and 1 C-rank side quest.]

A voice rang out, announcing the quantity as two. The former was expected, the latter unexpected.

Si Ming examined the Predator Xenomorph's head in his hand. Compared to a regular Xenomorph, it was larger and more robust, with a four-lobed opening on its face similar to that of a Predator. Acidic blood flowed continuously from its severed neck, and even with the dilution of rainwater, it quickly corroded a series of small holes in the ground.

It is incredibly powerful, far surpassing Simin in both speed and strength. In the original storyline, its first attack after escaping the sewers was this fast-food restaurant. The manager was the first to be killed, and the waitress, Kerry, was parasitized by its special mouthparts. Unlike facehuggers, which can only parasitize one at a time, this Predator Xenomorph can implant three or even more Xenomorph larvae into a single mother at once.

Now, even after Si Ming significantly altered the plot, it still attacked the fast food restaurant and was severely injured by Si Ming's disguised chain grenade, which was covered by the aura of darkness, leading to its death here.

It was powerful, but humanity became the king of primates precisely because of tools and intelligence. Firearms and explosives are the most effective power amplifiers. That's why it met this fate.

"I see." Si Ming nodded, and with a slight movement of his hand, a large amount of acidic blood was forced out from the Ironblood Xenomorph's head. Soon, there was no more blood left at the broken ends of the remains. "Because I blocked everything from the source, there are additional rewards besides the basic bounty, right?"

No, it's not just that. This must be the Supreme God's quantitative leniency towards newcomers. So much so that they can pull off this absurd operation where killing one hen is equivalent to killing dozens of chicks that should have been hatched by it. And this also means that before finally heading to the hospital to end everything, there can be some extra gains.

He glanced at his wristwatch and turned his head toward the two stunned, soaked survivors. His voice was clear and penetrating, ensuring his words reached the survivors' ears.

"Don't go inside, and don't leave the main road. There are still many monsters lurking in this town—head towards the city center along the road. You might encounter the National Guard along the way; as long as they don't kill you because they think you're a monster, you can survive under their protection—"

He paused, stunned—the confusion in his mind suddenly cleared. So that's it! This wasn't a favor from the Supreme God, but a hint from Him. Saving the victims meant they wouldn't die from it, and it meant the tactical nuclear weapon that was supposed to be deployed in the city center had been sealed off at its source within the weapons rack!

He breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to inexplicable preferential treatment, this kind of clearly derived gain made him feel relaxed. Even though he knew that the main god of the original worldview was a large-scale, emotionless plane-searching and descent system, he didn't particularly like things that were too far beyond his control.

However, on the other hand... saving a town only yields a C-level reward. This stinginess is truly a classic tactic of the first-generation main gods.

—Damn it, the King of the Crimson could get a B-rank side quest just by bombing Cairo, so why is a city better than a town? Does having fewer people mean you're inferior?

He inwardly grumbled, but a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. The falling rain silently swept across the invisible aura-covered robe that held his entire body in battle qi. He nodded to the two survivors.

The Ford Mustang was parked nearby, and it was still working. As Simin got into the car, he heard Kerry yell.

"You...who are you!"

He smiled.

The door closed, the engine started. Amidst the roar of the engine, the vehicle plunged into the rain.

And a self-introduction that was exactly the same as before, yet completely different, remained in the downpour.

“A tourist,” he said.

The torrential rain continued to pour down.

..............................

'Heh—'

Suzuki took a deep breath and sat up from the cold ground. He felt his hands and feet were weak and cold, and his body was terribly weak. His head was spinning, as if he had fired twenty shots in one go before passing out.

...fainted?

His heart pounded, and the last part of his memory suddenly became clear in his mind. He remembered that he had only gone to the restroom, and before he left, a dark shadow seemed to pounce on his face.

face?
My lips and tongue suddenly became dry, and a sudden chill surged up from the very bottom of my spine.

"No, no, it can't be! I just fainted, I just saw things... It can't be!"

Fear gripped his heart, and he instinctively raised his hand to brace himself against the ground. However, the cold, rough touch his fingertips received sent a jolt through his entire body, as if electrocuted.

Something he had never seen before, yet was strangely familiar, was there. His neck trembled as he struggled to turn toward the object his fingers touched. The next moment, in the dim light, he clearly saw a grayish-white, multi-legged creature curled up on the ground. It was about the size of a small basin and looked just like a dead scorpion.

"Gurgle—" A scream.

The sound echoed in the room.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, and the sound of torrential rain could be faintly heard. He instinctively clutched his chest, but the next moment, a chilling light suddenly shone into the dimly lit room, perhaps due to a power outage.

'Crack! Crackle!'

It was lightning.

The entire hall was illuminated by the pale, intense light at that moment. And in that very instant, he saw countless mangled corpses lying in various parts of the hall.

Human corpses and alien corpses. The former were mostly mangled and fragmented by the aliens. The latter, however, largely maintained their original structure, only showing simple cuts or penetrating wounds on their heads and chests, as if they had been hit by a tank cannon.

They're all dead. There's not a single person left here.

Near the shattered remains, in front of Suzuki, stood a tall, unfamiliar figure, yet vaguely familiar, amidst the blood-soaked fragments.

He seemed to have seen him before, and he seemed to have spoken to him. A broken lamp in the distance suddenly flickered. And the tall figure was illuminated by the edge of the light.

It was him, that man. The man who claimed to be from China, who looked down on everyone with an arrogant gaze.

And his name is...

"What a pity," the man in the shadows said calmly. "Your aptitude is quite good, with considerable potential. That's why you've only just awakened even though everyone else has died. But the parasitism is complete, and currently, there's no effective way to deal with it other than destruction."

Being parasitized by an alien means certain death. Even if the underdeveloped alien embryo is removed using technological means, the appearance of a young alien creature will still spontaneously appear within the already eroded flesh.

What is he saying? What is he trying to express? Does he mean... he will die?
“I want to thank you,” the man in the shadows continued. “You helped me verify a hypothesis. The world we’ve arrived in isn’t a completely free world. All causes and effects aren’t completely intertwined, but rather follow certain rules. Unless there’s targeted interference, key events won’t change naturally. And beyond that, each of us will face trials.”

"What...are you saying?" Suzuki's mind was a mess; he couldn't effectively understand what the man was saying. All he knew was that his heart was pounding, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable tension.

It's coming. Something terrible, something horrifying, is about to happen.

"What I mean is, when we appear in this world as outsiders, we are destined to be drawn into its themes. Hiding won't help; as long as the probability isn't zero, an attack is inevitable."

'Crack—' Another bolt of lightning.

A pale light bathed the earth, and a gentle young man with black hair and black eyes, who even appeared somewhat quiet, stood atop an exceptionally large alien corpse. He looked down at Suzuki, and a fleeting glint of pity seemed to shine in his eyes.

"In other words, you are the ones who brought this police station to the forefront of the attack. It is because you were hiding here that the aliens and facehuggers attacked this place. Those who flee will always face the trials that come their way. And you, who were defeated without any preparation, have brought about your own destruction."

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my chest. It wasn't from the man's words, but from something writhing and tearing at me.

"Help...help me." Suzuki pleaded, reaching out his hand. He still remembered the power that man had displayed.

"I can't save you, no one can." The man's voice, however, descended coldly like a judgment. "You brought this upon yourself. Quietly await your fate."

"It was you! You said we wouldn't encounter aliens if we went to the airport... You said it! You lied to us! You have to take responsibility! Are all Chinese people this irresponsible?!"

“This isn’t an airport.” The man simply looked at him calmly. “I told you, even if you avoid the aliens, you’re still very likely to run into the U.S. Army. You have to be prepared to take risks in everything you do, but you don’t seem to belong to that category—”

"Shut up! You stray dog!"

Suzuki yelled, interrupting him, and the man paused for a moment. The next moment, he bent down, his fingers, emitting a faint glow, touching Suzuki's chest.

Just as I thought, he knew it! The Chinese are indeed the kind of spineless people who only respond to force, just like my great-grandfather said! At worst, I'll bow and apologize later… no! As long as I stand firm, they might even admire me!

The pain in my chest has subsided.

However, the next moment brought an even more intense pain erupting from his internal organs. Unable to pierce through the ribs and break through the body, the one seeking a ruptured chest would naturally find another way!
He let out a sharp, painful, and prolonged scream. In just a few seconds, his chest cavity was riddled with holes by the person who had pierced his chest.

"Your people are afraid of power but not grateful; that is the nature of your people. Although I personally do not like to generalize, considering the geography of this island, which is constantly hit by storms and earthquakes, it is indeed only possible to raise such indigenous people."

The man straightened up and examined his miserable state. No matter how much he wailed, twisted, and struggled, the man simply watched him quietly.

"I'm having a bit of a headache... In the cycle of reincarnation, going it alone will always lead to failure. You always need to find partners who can at least share some of the pressure. But I remember you people from the Heisei era weren't like that... Ah, I forgot. You haven't been educated by the nuclear power plant yet, so you haven't come to terms with reality. You're still just a bunch of insects who can't understand human language."

He nodded to the dying Suzuki.

"I'm sorry, it was indeed my mistake to have expectations of you. Although I will try again, I will reflect on my actions before and after that."

Suzuki is dead.

The chin was torn open from the inside, and the alien larva, having finally found an exit, let out a sharp cry. But the next moment, the fighting spirit of the night enveloped it and twisted it into a pale, splattering mess.

Si Ming lowered his hand.

In this way, all four adult insects and two larvae in the police station were disposed of. The cold corpses, which had been devoid of warmth from the start, were transformed into steaming hot reward points.

He glanced at his watch. There was still more than half an hour left before the mission was completed.

it's time.

It's time to head to the hospital and visit the 'Lone Wolf' who may have been waiting for a long time.

(End of this chapter)