AWB Chapter 1320 Alien
Chapter 1320 Alien
"Stop talking nonsense." Widow west stubbed out her cigarette on the table, leaving a small, round mark on the alloy plate from the charred residue.
“The threat from outside is great, but with a doctor here this time, the threat isn’t as outrageous as it seems. You must have other concerns. Otherwise, given your personality, you wouldn’t have let Cohen go back alive, much less let the cult leave that wilderness standing.”
The dean's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed.
"There were other things to consider, which is why we didn't wipe out all the other amusement parks this time."
He took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with the corner of his shirt.
There was no dust on the lens, but he wiped it very carefully, from left to right, from the center of the lens to the edge, leaving no inch untouched.
"After entering this world, the prompts from the Paradise of Reincarnation already hinted that the great battle among the five major paradises was too outrageous, and the other paradises were likely to send out seventh-level contractors, and the opponents were probably not just those who had just entered the seventh level."
"Seventh rank?"
The dean put his glasses back on and pushed the frames on his nose with his fingers.
"Yes."
"The gap between the two sides is not small. A seventh-tier contractor can very likely handle hundreds of sixth-tier beings at the same time. The difference in combat power between the two sides cannot be measured by multiples; it is a qualitative change."
"In the higher ranks, although there may only be one rank difference, the difference in combat power can be enormous. A seventh-rank individual can potentially handle hundreds of sixth-rank individuals simultaneously, which means there is a significant gap in combat power between the two sides."
When the dean said this, his tone was very calm, as if he were reading a weather forecast.
But he tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the table twice, much faster than before.
"I once fought against a seventh-tier contractor in a certain world."
Widow West raised an eyebrow.
"The results of it?"
"That woman thwarted all my plans." The dean's lips twitched slightly as he said this, but it wasn't a smile; it was a bitter one. Like the involuntary twitch of the muscles at the corner of someone's mouth when recalling an unpleasant memory.
"If I hadn't evacuated in time, I would have died there."
The main cabin was quiet for a moment.
Lin Yi stood up from the corner, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
"A completely open-world environment where you can encounter all sorts of monsters and demons." The dean leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, as if recalling something.
"That time, I not only opposed a seventh-tier contractor from Apocalypse Paradise as a sixth-tier contractor, but there were also people in that world who transcended the original world, Meteorite Star."
Widow West tapped her fingers lightly on the table.
"A meteorite?"
"Meteorite".
The dean turned his gaze from the ceiling to the widow's face.
“I was transported to that world, and there was some element of punishment involved.”
"How many people did you kill in the last world?" Widow West asked.
"All."
Widow West was silent for a moment, then lit another cigarette.
"Then you certainly deserve to be punished."
The dean did not refute, but simply nodded.
The main cabin fell silent again.
The lights hummed overhead, and the cold air from the vents blew down from above, causing the edges of the map on the table to curl slightly.
Su Xiao leaned against the wall next to the cabin door, with the Dragon Slayer Sword lying horizontally on his lap and his hand on the hilt.
"If a seventh-tier being really appears, I will go and deal with it."
The dean turned his gaze to Su Xiao, looked at him for a few seconds, and then spoke.
Are you sure you can handle it?
"In principle, there is no problem."
“In principle…” the dean was speechless.
In his perception, Su Xiao was monstrous, stronger than he had ever known about the sixth rank.
He even suspected that, given the right terrain, this monster could take on hundreds of Tier 6 contractors single-handedly.
It's not an exaggeration; the aura he sensed from Su Xiao, the condensed killing intent that emanated from his very bones, was an aura he had never seen in a seventh-tier contractor.
Su Xiao has a very strange quality; when you look at him, you feel like he is a person.
But his aura tells you that he is not human, but a blade that has been honed for so many years that its sharpness can be felt even without being drawn.
"Don't worry, if Bai Ye can't handle it alone, I can help."
The dean's gaze shifted from Su Xiao to Lin Yi, and then back to Su Xiao.
His worries did not dissipate; on the contrary, they deepened.
It wasn't that he didn't believe in Lin Yi's abilities; on the contrary, he had too much faith in Lin Yi's support skills.
It was precisely because he believed that he was even more worried.
Lin Yi is now extremely important to everyone in the Samsara Paradise.
It can be said that the reason why the Paradise of Reincarnation has such a high chance of winning is entirely because of Lin Yi's army of summoned creatures.
Without this large army, the chances of the Paradise of Reincarnation would continue to decline.
It's not a slight decline, it's a precipitous drop.
The mere sight of these 100,000 troops on the battlefield is itself a deterrent.
But if something happens to Lin Yi, will these 100,000 followers still be able to fight? Will they fall into a deep sleep due to the loss of their master's energy supply? Will they suddenly go out of control on the battlefield? No one knows the answers to these questions.
The dean is not afraid of fighting tough battles or facing powerful enemies.
What he fears is uncertainty, those variables that he cannot predict, control, or prepare for in advance.
Lin Yi's safety is the biggest variable.
Su Xiao could see the dean's worry.
"It's okay, I can try it out first. If I can't beat them, I can run away."
The dean's lips twitched slightly.
He wanted to say, "None of you are allowed to go," but he knew what the consequences of saying that would be.
Su Xiao wouldn't listen, and neither would Lin Yi.
In the cycle of reincarnation, no one speaks to another in a commanding tone, because no one has the right to order another person to die.
He took a deep breath, clearing those chaotic thoughts from his mind, and steered the conversation back on track.
"The Apocalypse Paradise is quite important right now."
"Due to the failure of the expedition, the Nameless Saints have been forced to allow their own men to go mining."
Widow West's eyes lit up.
"You mean, there's a way to address the most pressing need right now—mineral resources?"
Although the Reincarnation Paradise also obtained equipment from the Apocalypse Paradise to help with the excavation, the technological gap between the two was still too great.
It's like everyone holding the same knife; their fighting power may seem the same, but the actual combat will be completely different.
The miners of Apocalypse Paradise are just like Su Xiao with a knife; their combat power can crush the Samsara Paradise by several streets.
"So we need to borrow a few miners from Apocalypse Paradise. Not steal them, but borrow them. Borrow them to help us mine for a few days, and then return them when we're done."
Widow West's lips curled up.
"Lend? Are you sure those people would be willing to lend to us?"
The dean pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light under the lamp.
"So we need the mad doctor to go to Apocalypse Park and borrow a few miners."
"You want me to go again?"
"You are the most suitable candidate."
The mad doctor was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, I'll go. But there's one condition: if I'm discovered, you have to come and get me."
The dean nodded.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die at Apocalypse Paradise."
The mad doctor turned around and walked towards the hatch.
He took a few steps, stopped, and turned to look at the dean.
"You said the same thing last time." The dean's expression remained unchanged.
The mad doctor withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the hatch.
The dean withdrew his gaze and looked back at the map on the wall.
The gray-white area of the fall zone is in the center of the map, like an isolated island surrounded by the Five Directions Paradise.
"Many bodies of local inhabitants were found in the crash zone. They also needed condensed forms of spacetime energy. Judging from the time of death of the bodies, they arrived in the crash zone five days before we arrived in this world and obtained at least twelve or more condensed forms of spacetime energy."
"You mean, the natives of this world are also fighting over the fused bodies?"
"They weren't just fighting for it; they were fighting for it before us. Five days ago, we had already entered the outer orbit of the Beast Continent, but the Void Tree didn't let us land directly. Instead, it made us wait in the orbit for several days, allowing the native inhabitants to go down and fight for the condensed bodies for a few days. This is one of the reasons why the Void Tree surrounded the five main camps after we landed. It wasn't to make us fight each other, but to make us stand in front of the natives."
Widow West stared at the map, her mind racing.
How many natives are there?
"I don't know. But judging from the number and density of the corpses, there are at least a thousand people. And these corpses are only from the outer part of the impact zone; the number of corpses inside the impact zone will only be more. The native inhabitants have been searching the impact zone for five days. Their familiarity with the terrain far exceeds ours, and they also have a certain understanding of the distribution patterns of the aggregates. We are at an absolute disadvantage in this regard."
Su Xiao lit a cigarette.
The smoke swirled in my mouth, the pungent tobacco flavor mixed with a faint, slightly fishy sweetness, then slid down my throat, circled in my lungs, and finally exhaled through my nostrils.
“Baha previously discovered several orc corpses mixed among the corpses of other species. This indicates that both sides are working together to obtain a fusion of spacetime power.”
The dean frowned.
"Orcs and aliens working together?"
"It's not cooperation, it's submission. The orcs may have been terrified, and after seeing a certain possibility, they submitted. However, the humans and sub-orcs of this world should still adhere to their ideals, and continue to hate and resist the other races."
The dean's lips twitched slightly.
"That's... not good."
The orcs submitted.
This means that the alien race has absolute dominance among the orc race.
The alien army is no longer just made up of aliens; it also includes orcs.
The aliens were responsible for the charge, while the orcs were responsible for supplying the enemy.
The combined combat power of the alien species with the numbers and organizational skills of the orcs makes it not a matter of one plus one equals two, but one plus one equals ten.
How many mutant species are there?
"I don't know. But judging from the fact that they dared to launch an attack after forming a circle around the Five Directions Paradise base camp, there must be a lot of them, at least not so few that we can think they are negligible."
The dean put his glasses back on, his expression returning to calm.
"So what we are facing now is not the Four Directions Paradise, but alien species, orcs, and humans and sub-orcs who don't know which side they are on."
"Moreover, we also have to face a seventh-tier contractor who might jump off the track at any moment."
The dean's lips curled up slightly, a smile that sent chills down one's spine.
"What we lack most right now isn't ore, it's time. How much time do we have before the next large-scale attack by the aliens arrives?"
King Kong returned from in front of the map and plopped down in a chair.
"Then let's get ahead of the aliens and wipe out the orcs first. Once the orcs are gone, the aliens will lose an arm."
The dean shook his head.
"You don't know where the orcs are? The alien species' lairs are deep underground in the Fallen Zone, and the orc camps are in every corner of the Beast Continent."
King Kong fell silent.
The widow stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, and a wisp of smoke rose from the bottom of the ashtray.
So all we can do now is wait?
"It's not about waiting, it's about preparing."
Lin Yi stood by the window, looking at the open field outside.
Dusk had completely fallen, the sky had turned from dark gray to black, and the clouds had obscured the stars.
The searchlights on the city wall swept across the open field, and the beams of light revealed the engineering robots moving ore.
Their robotic arms hummed low in the twilight, and their tracks carved deep furrows into the grass.
Lin Yi withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked back to the dining table.
"Dean."
"Ah."
"You said before that when you were at the fifth rank, you killed all of your contractors."
The dean's expression remained unchanged.
"Yes."
"why?"
The dean was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"Because at that time I didn't trust anyone. In my plan, everyone was a pawn. Pawns don't need to know the player's intentions, don't need to have their own judgment, and don't need to do things I can't understand where I can't see them. They just need to follow my instructions, go to the place I designate, do the things I designate, and then die in the place I designate."
His tone was very calm, as calm as if he were reciting a passage of text that had nothing to do with him.
"And then you ruined them all."
"Then I screwed them all over."
"And what about you now? Who do you believe now?"
The dean did not answer immediately.
He picked up the teacup from the table; the tea inside had gone cold.
“Now I believe that no one is worthy of my trust, but I know where some people’s bottom line is and how high some people’s credit limit is. For example, the doctor won’t stab me in the back, not because he doesn’t want to, but because he thinks it’s unnecessary. For example, Bai Ye won’t run away when I need support the most, not because he’s loyal, but because he thinks running away is too much trouble. For example, King Kong won’t question me when I’m making plans, not because he trusts me, but because he’s too lazy to use his brain.”
King Kong's lips twitched, but he did not refute.
"So you don't just trust them, you know what they're going to do."
The dean placed the teacup on the table, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound as it hit the surface.
"Yes. Belief is emotional, based on feelings. Knowledge is rational, based on interests. In the cycle of reincarnation, emotional things are unreliable, only rational things are reliable. I don't need to believe the people around me, I just need to know that they won't let me down at crucial moments."
Widow West picked up the lighter from the table and twirled it in her hand a few times.
"Then do you know what we should do next?"
The dean stood up from his chair and walked to the map.
"When the aliens launch their second attack, we will have enough reason to make the Four Directions Paradise put aside the matter of the seventh-tier contractors for the time being. By then, they will understand that the greatest threat is not each other, but the aliens."
The dean turned around from in front of the map and looked at everyone in the main cabin.
King Kong stood up from his chair, stretched his shoulders, and his bones cracked with a series of popping sounds.
"I'm going to sleep now. Call me if you need anything."
Widow west also stood up from her chair, straightened her clothes, and put the cigarette case and lighter on the table into her pocket.
"I'm going to rest too."
She walked towards the hatch, stopped at the door, and turned her head to look at the dean.
"Don't stay up too late either. If you're standing on the city wall with dark circles under your eyes three days from now, people will think that our Samsara Paradise is deserted."
The dean did not answer, but simply nodded.
The widow turned her gaze away and stepped out of the cabin.
Only the dean, Su Xiao, and Lin Yi remained in the main cabin.
The lights hummed overhead, and the cold air from the vents blew down from above, causing the edges of the map on the table to curl slightly.
The dean walked back to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
The message in the communication channel was from the mad doctor, consisting of only one line.
"Arrived at Apocalypse Paradise headquarters, safe, currently searching for the target."
Su Xiao looked at the dean and had a feeling that this guy was hiding something.
"When do you think the aliens will launch their next attack?"
"Three days later."
Why three days?
"Because in three days, the patience of the Four Directions Paradise will be exhausted. If the aliens have any brains, they will definitely choose this time to begin their probing." (End of Chapter)