Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 9: Iron-Blooded Alien
The unlucky guy wasn't unlucky at all; he could even be considered lucky. Soon, the Colorado National Guard would approach him and place him under their protection as a witness, meaning that unless the tactical nuclear bomb fell from the sky as originally planned, he would most likely survive the disaster.

He survived.

Many people are able to survive because of this.

Of course, other damned things will also die along with them.

—[Defeat the Alien Queen to gain 3000 reward points and 1 C-rank side quest.]

It's quite different from what I expected.

In Si Ming's memory, the first-generation Alien Queen only had a base value of 3000 reward points. However, the weakened Alien Queen that he had snatched had an additional C-level bonus.

"As expected, in the evaluation system, I am still an ordinary person without any enhancements?"

Newcomers always reap the greatest rewards; this is a kind of preferential treatment within the God's evaluation system. Just like how the Original Ape King, as a newcomer, could earn a B+5000 simply by dodging a laser tunnel. The benefits that reincarnators gain in the reincarnation world depend on the total amount of enhancements they purchase from the God. And newcomers who haven't been able to buy anything naturally receive the highest percentage of rewards.

well.

Si Ming breathed slowly and rhythmically, feeling the Night Battle Qi within his body, which had been slightly depleted in the previous battle, gradually recover completely. An invisible sense of fullness gathered between his limbs and bones, gradually evolving into a feeling of saturation.

The total amount of fighting spirit in the night is increasing due to the intensity of the battle.

No, that's not correct. The real reason is that this physique, which gained amplification due to attribute overlap, is gradually recovering its original reserve. And compared to the low point when it first woke up, the current amount can undoubtedly be called its peak.

The effects of the battle aura veil and physical enhancement have been further amplified as a result. In terms of perceived strength, the overall combat power should have increased by about 20%.

A growl came from my stomach. The ironclad law of conservation of energy was still quite effective at this stage.

"Luckily, I took precautions."

The pack contains compressed biscuits; with just a little water, it can quickly replenish sufficient nutrients. And…

It rained harder and harder.

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Kerry gently wiped away the food crumbs on the fast food table, a silent grief gripping her heart—her husband, Ray Adams, a town constable, had been found this morning hanging upside down deep in the forest where the hunter father and son had disappeared, his skin peeled off.

Who could be so cruel? So ruthless? To commit such a terrible act? — She didn't know; she only knew that she had lost him forever. Pain and weakness lingered in her heart, and she almost lost her balance, about to collapse before she could even finish wiping the table.

“Kerry?” The fast food restaurant manager looked at her with concern. “We can close early today. If you want to talk to someone, you can stay here.”

“No, no need.” She covered her mouth, took several deep breaths. “I can manage, and Darcy will come to keep me company tonight…”

Outside the fast food restaurant, the rain intensified. A few moments earlier, faint rumbles of thunder could be heard, making it sound as if something had exploded near the city center.

A splash rang out as water was drained, and an old-fashioned muscle car pulled up outside the fast-food restaurant. A figure appeared at the door, and the manager's voice was about to be uttered as he turned away.

"Sorry, we're closing time—"

He couldn't say those words.

He saw the figure stepping out of the rain.

His physique was that of an ordinary person, yet his aura was as imposing as a giant's. As he stepped into the shop, all the lights in the lobby seemed to dim considerably. An invisible yet intense stench of blood permeated the air, assaulting the senses of the living, as if a horrifying slaughterhouse had materialized before them!
It was a person, a person wearing combat uniform.

That wasn't just a man; he was an executioner, a butcher. Just moments ago, at least ten living beings had died at his hands!
He looked at them and revealed a ferocious and sinister smile.

"Wow, I actually made it."

All sensation vanished. The terrifying sensory experience that had previously unfolded before their eyes instantly transformed into a harmless illusion. The grinning butcher became a gentle Asian youth carrying a bulging backpack.

The lights flickered, and a faint, twilight glow seemed to emanate from the young man. The previous sense of danger and terror instantly vanished, as if it were a figment of imagination. Even the shotgun he carried seemed to possess a cheap, plastic-like quality, and his combat gear looked like a role-playing prop he'd picked up from a flea market.

"Boss, some food, please." The young man casually found a seat and tossed his military bag at his feet. His accent and vocabulary had an inexplicable awkwardness, but both Kerry and the fast-food restaurant manager could easily understand it.

"Kerry, bring this gentleman a set meal. There are two hamburgers left in the display case." The manager gestured to Kerry, his eyes showing wariness and lingering confusion. The tall, burly man then rolled up his sleeves and sat down next to the young man.

"I've never seen you before, buddy. From out of town?"

The fast food arrived: Coke, hamburgers, and fries left over from the early closing. The young man didn't hesitate to stuff the hamburger into his mouth; he easily swallowed the double-layered, casserole-sized burger in just three bites. He was clearly very hungry; he even downed the large drink in one gulp.

“A tourist,” the young man replied, swallowing his fries. Kerry was tempted to fry him a couple more chicken wings and make him a burger. The young man, however, paid her no attention, simply placing the toy gun, which resembled a shotgun, beside him. “Just wanted to verify something.”

It didn't seem like a toy; its heavy weight became apparent as it left his hand. The shopkeeper considered secretly calling the police, but ultimately refrained from letting Kerry out of his sight. "What's wrong?" he asked, feeling a little nervous.

In just a few words, the Asian youth had already swallowed the last French fry.

“It’s just a story.” The young man glanced at Kerry, and the waitress, who was about to go to the kitchen to make something else, stopped in her tracks. “In the forest, there was a snake king, and a hunter was hunting it down. However, just when the hunter was certain of victory, the snake king escaped from its lair. It used its other snakes to distract the hunter, while it took the opportunity to find a rabbit burrow and devour all the rabbits inside.”

“…Poor rabbit,” Karen said instinctively, for some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of empathy.

“It’s quite pitiful.” The young man smiled. “So, there’s actually another version of the story. It’s that when the hunter was hunting the snake king, a tourist came into the forest. This tourist not only trampled many small snakes to death in the forest, but also set off a string of loud firecrackers, causing many small animals that didn’t know the hunter and the snake king were fighting to scatter in all directions.”

A rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, causing the windows and ground to tremble slightly. If it weren't for the heavy rain outside, the shopkeeper and his companion would have thought that a tank was firing cannons in the street.

“An interesting story.” The shop manager’s face clearly showed his boredom. “But I don’t see anything wrong with it.”

However, the young man simply turned his head away, seemingly not looking at him or her at all.

“Of course.” The young man picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth. He placed enough money—enough for three fast-food meals—on the table. “I’m really curious to know, with the tourists making such a mess of the fight between the hunter and the snake king, will the snake king still be able to escape from its lair? And…”

He paused.

"Was the first place it reached after escaping still the rabbit hole?"

The air suddenly became silent.

A heavy, oppressive atmosphere suddenly erupted from the young man, spreading in all directions. A slight noise seemed to come from the kitchen. But in that instant, the Asian youth at his seat abruptly grabbed and raised the shotgun that lay beside him!

'Boom—!' The tongue of fire that spewed from the muzzle was nearly a meter long. The ammunition loaded into this weapon was definitely not ordinary!
A scream.

Karen's screams were drowned out by the monster's roar. And then, amidst a series of crashing sounds, a terrifying and grotesque dark shadow appeared in her and the shopkeeper's field of vision!
They saw it; the enormous, black shape was as big as a small car. Its thick, long tail, covered with sharp thorns, swept out with a powerful and mournful whistling wind.

"The answer is, it's still the same place!"

The young man's voice suddenly rang out, and a huge, rough pulling force immediately appeared around their waists and backs. It was a sharp grab that almost tore their outer clothes apart. The next moment, they were roughly thrown out and slammed hard against the doors and windows of the fast food restaurant.

The store manager's greatest relief at that moment was that not a single piece of his store's building materials was Made in China. The fragile windowpane shattered instantly, and two bodies covered in abrasions fell onto the rain-soaked ground. They scrambled to their feet from the mud, screaming wildly. The elderly store manager was the first to react, yelling at Karen.

"Run! Karen, run!"

'Bang! Bang!' Another series of gunshots rang out, accompanied by shattering glass and overturned tables and chairs. A series of flashes and explosions erupted inside the fast food restaurant. Two indistinct dark figures rapidly clashed and attacked each other in the not-so-spacious building.

It was too fast. Through the rain, Karen and the manager couldn't even tell who was stronger between the young man and the monster. It seemed as if a wall had been punched through, or a light bulb had been shattered. And just as the light inside dimmed, another burst of fire erupted from the kitchen!
‘Boom—! ’

The boiler exploded, causing a natural gas leak that was then ignited. The smaller, darker figure seemed to be at a disadvantage, rushing towards the outside, while the much larger, colossal figure pressed down on it without hesitation!

Is he going to lose? Is that man going to lose?
Karen had just gotten up from the rain when despair filled her eyes. But in the next moment, from the depths of that despair, an extremely intense and dazzling white light burst forth!

"Kala——"

It was more like a thunderclap than an explosion. The flames, far exceeding those of a gas explosion, tore through all the doors and windows of the fast food restaurant under the powerful shockwave, transforming into a roaring, massive wave of air that crashed down on the two people outside.

This isn't gas, it's explosives! At least half a dozen high-explosive grenades strung together would need to achieve this effect. And there would also need to be stun grenades mixed in!
Karen suddenly remembered the backpack the young man had placed at his feet.

The next moment, amidst the monster's screams and howls, she was swept away by the blast wave and thrown heavily onto the street further away. A searing pain coursed through her body, and darkness instantly engulfed her.

She fainted.

She didn't know how long she had been unconscious.

She awoke with a violent shaking, and as the manager's disheveled and rugged face gradually came into focus, she saw the entire fast-food restaurant engulfed in flames.

End, is it over?

she does not know.

However, in the next instant, the half-door, which was already teetering on the brink of collapse amidst the burning flames, snapped and fell in a sudden burst of air.

The young man carried the monster's head as he stepped out of the fire.

Night rain, wind blowing. My clothes are slightly dirty.

(End of this chapter)