Chapter 1222: Parasitic Alien

In the south of the western part of the Federation, there is Fetikan Continent.

The stone door of a temple of the primitive people was blown open.

Shattered stones were scattered all over the ground, and a twisted bronze bolt fell to the ground ahead.

A man in a long leather jacket and a wide-brimmed hat picked up the thing. His implanted eyes shrank a few times, and when he saw that it was just ordinary bronze, he lost interest and threw it aside, but before it hit the ground, it was caught by another hand.

This is an old man who looks like a scholar and is leaning on a trekking pole. He turned around and looked at it from all angles. He said, "Early bronze products from Peitia, at that time, the technology used was from the East Continent." He looked forward and said, "This temple should be about a thousand years old."

Someone at the back asked with great concern: "Professor Nowitzki, is there any gold there?"

"perhaps."

Professor Nowitzki shrugged.

The people around him cheered, and the sound completely drowned out the last sentence he said.

"But the most valuable thing in the temple is not gold."

Although the man in the wide-brimmed hat looked at the interior of the temple with great eagerness, he did not cheer, because he knew that wealth often comes with risks.

This relic has actually long been in the sights of the federal government and various companies.

However, during the pioneering period, residents of nearby colonies often died inexplicably. No matter how many times they colonized, or what methods they used, they could not solve the problem. Although fighters had stronger resistance, they still had to rely on ordinary people to cultivate the land and establish strongholds, so they had to give up in the end.

After the founding of the Federation, two studies were conducted and a highly contagious biological pathogen was detected. This pathogen can cause large-scale biological deaths, causing vegetation to wither and animals and plants to become extinct, causing great damage to the ecology.

And not only in the real world, even the creatures in the fusion land will be affected.

To prevent the spread of this pathogen, the federal government early on designated the area as a high-risk quarantine zone, strictly prohibiting any entry.

Until recent years, some historians found a lot of records about this area from the historical records of the primitive people, and accidentally learned the targeted methods. The National Institute of Biology found that the pathogens here were gradually disappearing for unknown reasons, so they reopened the exploration here.

However, the first ones to enter were the ruins exploration teams and pioneering teams who came for the money.

Of course, they dare to come here because they are attracted by the wealth that has not yet been discovered here.

The group of people waited until the smoke and the smell of corruption spread out of the temple before they put on gas masks, protective clothing, and carefully entered.

Various ritual items in the temple are still preserved today, many of which are gold products inlaid with gemstones, which made their eyes red.

But at least they were organized. They did not rush in to loot. Instead, they moved things out in an orderly manner. There were also people outside who were responsible for identification and counting. These were people sent by the government. For every item of property, a "cleaning fee" had to be paid to the federal government within a reasonable valuation range.

The exploration team did not miss anything of value, and finally even moved out the statue on the shrine.

This statue is very strange, with a handsome and weird face, four arms behind its back, and a pair of bird claw-like shoes on its body.

Even without anyone telling them, they could tell that the statue was made from some kind of plants and some dried, specially processed animal limbs.

Perhaps it is because of this that they always feel that this thing is alive, and they feel uncomfortable and fear for no reason.

One of the team members spat, "Those natives are disgusting."

If Professor Nowitzki hadn't said that this thing could be sold and was very valuable, he would have spit on the statue.

Professor Witsky obviously attached great importance to this statue. Ever since it was moved out, he had been standing here to look at it, staring at it intently. From time to time, he took out some books to record and describe something. He seemed to have no interest in other things.

After a busy whole day, the exploration team members' tense spirits relaxed and then became extremely excited.

They had made sufficient preparations when they came, but this place was not as dangerous as they had imagined. They did not encounter any viruses or the strange creatures in the legends. There were no traps in the temple, and their belongings were almost open to them for them to move.

It's a carnival!
After the inventory was completed, everyone loaded their belongings onto the packhorses that had been prepared in advance and headed back to the nearest stronghold.

This place is deep in the canyons and dense forests, and it takes more than five days of hiking to get to the "civilized world". Although their hearts have already flown to the central city "Cloud Peak Colorful Mist", they still have some way to go to get there.

"Pay attention, everyone! Stop grinning like an idiot! Don't forget that the hyenas are watching you!"

The man in the wide-brimmed hat gave a serious warning.

The most dangerous journey was on their way back. Not only did they have to be on guard against their fellow travelers, but they also had to be wary of some looting teams who came here after hearing the news, as well as the primitive savages who would occasionally emerge from the mountains.

After hearing this, everyone perked up. Among them, their colleagues and looting teams were the ones they hated the most. They did all the hard work, while these people only needed to pick up the ready-made ones.

Maybe these people are waiting in the dark.

A few minutes later, a number of investigators were sent from the team to investigate in the front and on both sides.

Half a day later, they arrived at a pre-set campsite, where they rested for a while, and continued on their journey after a night.

However, because the objects were of varying weights, the team naturally stretched out, so they had to stop from time to time to reorganize, which resulted in a slowdown. The two team members who fell behind felt their calves trembling as they looked at the packhorse carrying the statue. These were horses equipped with implants given to them by the institute, and were strong enough to carry more than a ton of objects over mountains and hills, but now they were struggling.

He cursed, "I say this thing is too heavy, can't it be packed separately?"

The companion next to him took a look and said, "There's nothing we can do. The professor said that if we divide it, we won't be able to sell it for money."

The team member cursed again.

But just as he finished cursing, an arrow with tail feathers hit a tree trunk not far from the road.

The team member reacted very quickly, immediately jumped off the horse, and pulled out the pistol under cover. The team members in front also dismounted one by one.

They had good eyesight and saw several figures in leather jackets passing by.

"The first people?"

One of them raised his gun with a grim smile and fired several shots deep into the forest.

He saw clearly that these people were trying to stop them from moving forward, but they were not aggressive enough. This might be because they were afraid of the guns in their hands, but this action instead made them look down on them.

Someone reminded, "Try to catch them alive."

Everyone understood what he meant. None of them had done anything good before, and most of them had been human traffickers.

The presence of the First People here means that there are their villages, and where there are villages there are people, and population means wealth, and in the Federation, trafficking in the First People is not illegal.

There are not many primitive people left on federal land now. They are either hard to deal with or hiding in inaccessible places. It seems that they are really lucky today and have encountered some of them.

The archery skills of those primitive people were indeed quite good. They were still in the woods, so even if the opponents were holding guns, they could still harass them. However, several members of the team were fighters. After the shooting ended, they immediately dropped their guns, took off their hats, and rushed forward.

However, in just a few minutes, five of the beginners were captured, and the other four injured were killed on the spot because they did not need the wounded.

These primitive people were tied together and followed behind the horse team. They looked at the exploration team with hatred in their eyes, but when they saw the statue, they suddenly showed horror, trembling and began to shout.

"Koimoi!"

The man in the wide-brimmed hat frowned and said, "What the hell are they yelling about?"

Professor Witsky beside him thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere before. Should it be the devil in their area?"

The man in the wide-brimmed hat was completely unaware of this. He felt that what the exploration team had done over the years was not much better than that of the devil.

"Tell them to stop yelling."

At this time, they did not notice that when those primitive people called out the name "Koimoi", the eyes of the statue over there moved, its fingers made a creaking sound, and finally it actually sat up on the horse's back.

The two-meter-tall statue stood up and immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the team. They were all stunned.

And those beginners lay on the ground one by one, trembling all over and not daring to look up.

Then they heard a loud shout, followed by a burst of gunfire, roars and screams, the neighing of frightened horses, the dull sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, bones breaking, and the sound of human bodies being torn apart.

Just two minutes later, everything fell into silence.

The people of the first order lay on the ground, not daring to move. Then they heard a heavy footstep passing by them and going away into the distance. They trembled in fear and did not dare to look up.

When the footsteps could no longer be heard, they looked up and found broken and twisted human bodies and horses all over the ground, flesh and blood intertwined with mud, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Their breathing became unusually heavy. They looked at each other, tried to get rid of the ropes on their bodies, and then ran into the dense forest like crazy. They wanted to tell their tribesmen that the legendary demon god Koimoi had been resurrected.

In the Wangdong Stone, Chen Chuan clearly felt the changes in the seeds. He was a little surprised. If the earliest seed was acting in the way he thought, then this one had gone astray.

It seemed to be invited by some remaining natural spirit, so it swallowed up the remaining part and became one with it.

It is not mentioned in the outline that seeds would undergo such changes.

But think about it again, the outline only puts forward a feasible idea, and there is no time to verify the details. It is normal that they are not clear about many things that arise.

He didn't know what use this seed would be to him if it continued to develop in this way. It would always be a change, so he would just wait and see.

After confirming that the seed spiritual power was still mainly based on himself, he stopped paying attention to it for the time being and turned his attention back to the mural in front of him.

……

(End of this chapter)

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