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Chapter 179
chapter 0111 part 1
Chapter 111: Spaceship, Resupply, Capture
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't seem to understand what Tang Song was saying.
He pondered for a moment, his mind racing, trying to grasp the meaning behind Tang Song's words.
He recalled everything that happened in the Pyramid over a decade ago.
During that scientific expedition, he had gathered a large group of elite experts from various fields to explore inside the Pyramid.
Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, they activated the Ancient Altar.
An Alien Queen was released inside the Pyramid, laying a large number of Alien Eggs. Using his people as hosts, a large number of Aliens were bred, which in turn attracted three Predators.
"Over a decade ago, the Trial in this Pyramid also failed. I remember the Alien Queen and the Predator who participated in the Trial perished together!"
As a self-made man who built a billion-dollar business empire, Charles Bishop Weyland's life experience could fill a dozen business novels.
As an old fox in the business world, seasoned with age, he quickly spotted the blind spot in Tang Song's brief remarks.
Over a decade ago, he had personally seen that Alien Queen blown to pieces by the Predator's Plasma Shoulder Cannon before its death, leaving no trace. So what was this Alien Queen in front of him?
Was it captured and placed here by the Predators specifically for the Trial? No, he had explored many Ancient Ruins that recorded the deeds of the Predators. These ultimate Hunters were keen on killing and honing their skills, but they didn't have the habit of capturing their prey alive.
"Could there still be living Engineers in the spaceship?!"
This thought sent a shiver down Charles Bishop Weyland's spine, like a chilling hand placed on his shoulder from behind after watching a horror movie in the dark.
A wave of coldness surged directly up his back.
How was that possible? The history of this Pyramid could be traced back thousands of years. How could the Engineers in the spaceship still be alive?
Noticing Charles Bishop Weyland's look, Tang Song whistled, smiled, and pulled out the Five Yin Wallet from his pocket.
Click, he opened the wallet. In a cloud of dusty smoke, a black vortex appeared, and masses of Five Yin Black Fiend poured out. The black mist, so thick one couldn't see their hand, enveloped the Alien Queen in the Pit.
When the black mist dissipated, the Pit was empty! Tang Song held the wallet in his hand, his Divine Sense penetrating the multiple Restriction Formations, observing the Space inside the Five Yin Wallet.
It was a misty space, appearing somewhat illusory. Outside this space, black tornadoes formed by Five Yin Black Fiend swirled.
These howling, circling black tornadoes, the large ones over a dozen meters wide, the small ones three or four meters in diameter, swirled irregularly outside this Space.
In the center enveloped by the Black Fiend Wind, there was an open space of three to four hundred square meters.
Various sundries were piled up in categories within the open space,
From gold bars, jewels, various foods, drinking water, to weapons and ammunition.
From small handguns, rifles, boxes of bullets, grenades.
Heavy firepower RPG rocket launchers, individual Stinger missiles, piles of high explosives.
Among them was even a tightly wrapped, sealed weapon box, painted with a skull and crossbones pattern in red paint on the outside, looking particularly eye-catching.
On the other side of the weapon box, several sandalwood shelves were neatly arranged, with strings of white jade bone beads hanging on the sandalwood shelves. Counting them carefully, there were over a hundred strings.
Because Tang Song controlled it with his Divine Sense, the Alien Queen, carried in by the Five Yin Black Fiend, was not corroded by the converging tornadoes of Five Yin Black Fiend and used as nourishment for the Restriction Formation Space. Instead, it was wrapped up and sent to a corner of the Space, falling into a state of slumber.
………………
A vast expanse of white Ice Surface stretched as far as the eye could see. Wind and snow howled, obscuring visibility.
On the Sea Surface at minus forty degrees Celsius, let alone any sign of people, besides the wind and snow and the faintly visible small island behind them, not even a point of reference could be found.
In the wind and snow, over a dozen tall, thin figures could be faintly seen busy on the Ice Surface.
Some were bent over, lying on the Ice Surface chiseling ice. Two figures worked together, carrying and dragging whales and giant whales dozens of times, or even scores of times, larger than their own bodies.
During a brief lull in the wind and snow, a closer look revealed that these dozen figures were not humans at all, but clearly over a dozen animated Skeleton Demons.
Skeleton frames over two meters tall, their bodies lustrous white like jade, with two clusters of green phosphorescent fire burning in their eye sockets.
For those chiseling ice, their sharp bone claws plunged into the Ground. The ice, hard as iron, was not much harder than tofu in their claws.
Large blocks of ice, the size of tabletops, were pulled out by them using only their claws and thrown over a dozen meters away.
Amelia sat on one side of a soft armchair, wearing a blood-red long dress.
Beneath the wind and snow, Boss Tang leaned lazily on the soft armchair, holding a sea fishing rod. His head rested in the most comfortable position, and the sea rod in his hand swung casually.
Amelia extended her fair and tender index finger, gently rubbing Boss Tang's temple. A blood-red misty Qi shot out from her Heavenly Spirit, rising to a height of over a dozen meters, transforming into a blood-colored umbrella canopy covering dozens of meters, shielding Boss Tang from the wind and snow overhead.
Boss Tang narrowed his eyes slightly. In front of him, the Ice Surface for over a hundred meters had been chiselled open by the Skeleton Demons using their claws.
In the seawater, some large shadows could be faintly seen prowling beneath the Sea Surface. Those were whales beneath the Ice Surface, looking for breathing holes to surface for air.
Splashing water sounds, accompanied by surging waves, after a period of intense seawater movement, one or two whales would occasionally float up onto the Ice Surface, turning up their white bellies.
These large creatures, dozens of meters long, weighing several tons, or even over a dozen tons, floated on the Sea Surface.
Skeleton Demons waiting on the Ice Surface leaped onto them one by one. Their sharp claws plunged into the bodies of these whales. In pairs, they directly dragged these whales onto the Ice Surface.
Along the drag marks, large and small giant fish and giant whales could be seen piled up like small mountains on the Ice Surface.
"That's about enough!"
Chapter 111: Spaceship, Resupply, Capture
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't seem to understand what Tang Song was saying.
He pondered for a moment, his mind racing, trying to grasp the meaning behind Tang Song's words.
He recalled everything that happened in the Pyramid over a decade ago.
During that scientific expedition, he had gathered a large group of elite experts from various fields to explore inside the Pyramid.
Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, they activated the Ancient Altar.
An Alien Queen was released inside the Pyramid, laying a large number of Alien Eggs. Using his people as hosts, a large number of Aliens were bred, which in turn attracted three Predators.
"Over a decade ago, the Trial in this Pyramid also failed. I remember the Alien Queen and the Predator who participated in the Trial perished together!"
As a self-made man who built a billion-dollar business empire, Charles Bishop Weyland's life experience could fill a dozen business novels.
As an old fox in the business world, seasoned with age, he quickly spotted the blind spot in Tang Song's brief remarks.
Over a decade ago, he had personally seen that Alien Queen blown to pieces by the Predator's Plasma Shoulder Cannon before its death, leaving no trace. So what was this Alien Queen in front of him?
Was it captured and placed here by the Predators specifically for the Trial? No, he had explored many Ancient Ruins that recorded the deeds of the Predators. These ultimate Hunters were keen on killing and honing their skills, but they didn't have the habit of capturing their prey alive.
"Could there still be living Engineers in the spaceship?!"
This thought sent a shiver down Charles Bishop Weyland's spine, like a chilling hand placed on his shoulder from behind after watching a horror movie in the dark.
A wave of coldness surged directly up his back.
How was that possible? The history of this Pyramid could be traced back thousands of years. How could the Engineers in the spaceship still be alive?
Noticing Charles Bishop Weyland's look, Tang Song whistled, smiled, and pulled out the Five Yin Wallet from his pocket.
Click, he opened the wallet. In a cloud of dusty smoke, a black vortex appeared, and masses of Five Yin Black Fiend poured out. The black mist, so thick one couldn't see their hand, enveloped the Alien Queen in the Pit.
When the black mist dissipated, the Pit was empty! Tang Song held the wallet in his hand, his Divine Sense penetrating the multiple Restriction Formations, observing the Space inside the Five Yin Wallet.
It was a misty space, appearing somewhat illusory. Outside this space, black tornadoes formed by Five Yin Black Fiend swirled.
These howling, circling black tornadoes, the large ones over a dozen meters wide, the small ones three or four meters in diameter, swirled irregularly outside this Space.
In the center enveloped by the Black Fiend Wind, there was an open space of three to four hundred square meters.
Various sundries were piled up in categories within the open space,
From gold bars, jewels, various foods, drinking water, to weapons and ammunition.
From small handguns, rifles, boxes of bullets, grenades.
Heavy firepower RPG rocket launchers, individual Stinger missiles, piles of high explosives.
Among them was even a tightly wrapped, sealed weapon box, painted with a skull and crossbones pattern in red paint on the outside, looking particularly eye-catching.
On the other side of the weapon box, several sandalwood shelves were neatly arranged, with strings of white jade bone beads hanging on the sandalwood shelves. Counting them carefully, there were over a hundred strings.
Because Tang Song controlled it with his Divine Sense, the Alien Queen, carried in by the Five Yin Black Fiend, was not corroded by the converging tornadoes of Five Yin Black Fiend and used as nourishment for the Restriction Formation Space. Instead, it was wrapped up and sent to a corner of the Space, falling into a state of slumber.
………………
A vast expanse of white Ice Surface stretched as far as the eye could see. Wind and snow howled, obscuring visibility.
On the Sea Surface at minus forty degrees Celsius, let alone any sign of people, besides the wind and snow and the faintly visible small island behind them, not even a point of reference could be found.
In the wind and snow, over a dozen tall, thin figures could be faintly seen busy on the Ice Surface.
Some were bent over, lying on the Ice Surface chiseling ice. Two figures worked together, carrying and dragging whales and giant whales dozens of times, or even scores of times, larger than their own bodies.
During a brief lull in the wind and snow, a closer look revealed that these dozen figures were not humans at all, but clearly over a dozen animated Skeleton Demons.
Skeleton frames over two meters tall, their bodies lustrous white like jade, with two clusters of green phosphorescent fire burning in their eye sockets.
For those chiseling ice, their sharp bone claws plunged into the Ground. The ice, hard as iron, was not much harder than tofu in their claws.
Large blocks of ice, the size of tabletops, were pulled out by them using only their claws and thrown over a dozen meters away.
Amelia sat on one side of a soft armchair, wearing a blood-red long dress.
Beneath the wind and snow, Boss Tang leaned lazily on the soft armchair, holding a sea fishing rod. His head rested in the most comfortable position, and the sea rod in his hand swung casually.
Amelia extended her fair and tender index finger, gently rubbing Boss Tang's temple. A blood-red misty Qi shot out from her Heavenly Spirit, rising to a height of over a dozen meters, transforming into a blood-colored umbrella canopy covering dozens of meters, shielding Boss Tang from the wind and snow overhead.
Boss Tang narrowed his eyes slightly. In front of him, the Ice Surface for over a hundred meters had been chiselled open by the Skeleton Demons using their claws.
In the seawater, some large shadows could be faintly seen prowling beneath the Sea Surface. Those were whales beneath the Ice Surface, looking for breathing holes to surface for air.
Splashing water sounds, accompanied by surging waves, after a period of intense seawater movement, one or two whales would occasionally float up onto the Ice Surface, turning up their white bellies.
These large creatures, dozens of meters long, weighing several tons, or even over a dozen tons, floated on the Sea Surface.
Skeleton Demons waiting on the Ice Surface leaped onto them one by one. Their sharp claws plunged into the bodies of these whales. In pairs, they directly dragged these whales onto the Ice Surface.
Along the drag marks, large and small giant fish and giant whales could be seen piled up like small mountains on the Ice Surface.
"That's about enough!"
