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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0111_part_02
Chapter 180
chapter 0111 part 2
Tang Song stretched out his hand, yawned, and in his somewhat sleepy eyes, the scene from the lower level Room of the Pyramid seemed to be reflected. The principle of the Clone Talisman was somewhat like the split screen on a computer screen. Both were him, but the one who entered the Pyramid was a clone.
Everything the clone did in the Pyramid was actually controlled by his main body.
If he truly encountered danger, it would just be the loss of one Clone Talisman.
This was also the reason Tang Song appeared on the Ice Surface a dozen miles from this Offshore Island, fishing for whales.
After all, compared to a spaceship hundreds of meters long, his Five Yin Pouch was still a bit small.
He lifted the rod, the fishing line emerged from the water, and where the fish hook was originally attached, Little Black Snake coiled up, staring at its master with a resentful look.
"Alright, I know you're the hero!"
Tang Song grabbed Little Black Snake into his hand and casually fed a Blood Pellet into its mouth. Only then did the Little Black Snake comfortably stretch out its snake head and rub against his palm.
With whining sounds, it climbed to his thumb area and transformed into the Black Jade Thumb Ring.
"Collect the Blood Qi from these whales, and don't sneak a bite!"
Tang Song stretched and got up from the reclining chair. Turning around, he patted Amelia's hip.
Amelia licked the corner of her mouth, tipped up the hem of her skirt, and performed a standard European courtesy towards Tang Song. With a turn of her foot, her court dress transformed into a blood cloud and drifted away.
Blood-colored shadows scattered on the Ice Surface, transforming from one into ten, then a hundred. The entire Ice Surface seemed to be stained blood-red in an instant.
……………
Jacob and Storm Shadow returned to the lower level Room of the Pyramid one after another.
Both of them didn't look very good. Jacob's muscular physique was covered in burn injuries, and one arm was wrapped in bandages, constantly oozing blood.
And Storm Shadow's eye-catching white ninja suit was also stained blood-red, carrying half a katana in his hand.
"What happened?" Charles Bishop Weyland looked at his injured Bodyguard, somewhat surprised.
"Two Aliens, you dozens of people, how could you be so battered?"
"Mr. Weyland, those two Aliens devoured the flesh and blood of the four soldiers we left behind. Their strength, speed, and all aspects became stronger! We lost six people!"
Jacob hung his head, not saying a word.
Storm Shadow first nodded in greeting towards Tang Song, and only then did he explain to Charles Bishop Weyland.
"What about those two Aliens? Are they dealt with?"
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't care about the process of the matters; he wanted the result.
"BOSS, they've been dealt with!" Jacob reported to Charles Bishop Weyland.
Charles Bishop Weyland turned and directed his gaze towards Tang Song.
"The two Aliens are dealt with, Tang. What should we do next?"
Tang Song clapped his hands. "Mr. Weyland, have your people retreat to the Outside of the Pyramid. Storm Shadow, you and Ana take your soldiers out too!"
"Understood!"
Storm Shadow nodded cleanly and efficiently towards Tang Song, and taking Ana and a few Cobra Soldiers who had just come down, they climbed back up using grappling hooks.
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't speak. His slightly cloudy eyes scrutinized Tang Song with a hint of suspicion, seemingly doubting his intentions.
"There are too many people in the Pyramid, and the things inside may not be willing to come out!"
Tang Song raised his cane and tapped the silver-gray spaceship surface, smiling, as if greeting the people inside.
Upon hearing Tang Song's explanation, Charles Bishop Weyland waved his hand towards Jacob, signaling for all his people to go out.
After Jacob turned around and issued the order, he did not leave the Pyramid. Instead, he walked to the Corner beside Charles Bishop Weyland, silently sat down, and treated his wounds.
Under the dim searchlights, a group of Sacred Scarabs quietly appeared in the shadows of the Room.
"Take these," Tang Song casually threw two wooden plaques to Charles Bishop Weyland and Jacob.
"Hold them in your hands. They can hide your aura. Hopefully, the detection equipment in the spaceship isn't too high-end!"
Charles Bishop Weyland grabbed the wooden plaque with the mechanical hand of his Exoskeleton Suit and examined it carefully in front of his face mask.
It was a square, flat wooden plaque, carved with a leaf of simple lines.
A bug in a similarly minimalist style held the stem of the leaf with its hand, using the leaf to cover its eyes.
This wooden plaque looked like the product of a child's doodle, casually carved.
Charles Bishop Weyland silently opened the energy monitor of his Exoskeleton Suit. After a burst of radiation and energy analysis, the analysis equipment built into the exoskeleton suit did not find any energy fluctuation on this wooden plaque.
Although somewhat puzzled, Charles Bishop Weyland still clutched the wooden plaque in his mechanical palm.
On the other side, Jacob took the wooden plaque and casually stuffed it into his pocket.
Inside the silent Pyramid, none of the three spoke. Except for the distant sounds of the crowd calling out in the Upper layer space, it was terrifyingly silent.
It was unknown how long passed, half an hour, or an hour.
"They're here!"
Tang Song stretched out his hand, yawned, and in his somewhat sleepy eyes, the scene from the lower level Room of the Pyramid seemed to be reflected. The principle of the Clone Talisman was somewhat like the split screen on a computer screen. Both were him, but the one who entered the Pyramid was a clone.
Everything the clone did in the Pyramid was actually controlled by his main body.
If he truly encountered danger, it would just be the loss of one Clone Talisman.
This was also the reason Tang Song appeared on the Ice Surface a dozen miles from this Offshore Island, fishing for whales.
After all, compared to a spaceship hundreds of meters long, his Five Yin Pouch was still a bit small.
He lifted the rod, the fishing line emerged from the water, and where the fish hook was originally attached, Little Black Snake coiled up, staring at its master with a resentful look.
"Alright, I know you're the hero!"
Tang Song grabbed Little Black Snake into his hand and casually fed a Blood Pellet into its mouth. Only then did the Little Black Snake comfortably stretch out its snake head and rub against his palm.
With whining sounds, it climbed to his thumb area and transformed into the Black Jade Thumb Ring.
"Collect the Blood Qi from these whales, and don't sneak a bite!"
Tang Song stretched and got up from the reclining chair. Turning around, he patted Amelia's hip.
Amelia licked the corner of her mouth, tipped up the hem of her skirt, and performed a standard European courtesy towards Tang Song. With a turn of her foot, her court dress transformed into a blood cloud and drifted away.
Blood-colored shadows scattered on the Ice Surface, transforming from one into ten, then a hundred. The entire Ice Surface seemed to be stained blood-red in an instant.
……………
Jacob and Storm Shadow returned to the lower level Room of the Pyramid one after another.
Both of them didn't look very good. Jacob's muscular physique was covered in burn injuries, and one arm was wrapped in bandages, constantly oozing blood.
And Storm Shadow's eye-catching white ninja suit was also stained blood-red, carrying half a katana in his hand.
"What happened?" Charles Bishop Weyland looked at his injured Bodyguard, somewhat surprised.
"Two Aliens, you dozens of people, how could you be so battered?"
"Mr. Weyland, those two Aliens devoured the flesh and blood of the four soldiers we left behind. Their strength, speed, and all aspects became stronger! We lost six people!"
Jacob hung his head, not saying a word.
Storm Shadow first nodded in greeting towards Tang Song, and only then did he explain to Charles Bishop Weyland.
"What about those two Aliens? Are they dealt with?"
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't care about the process of the matters; he wanted the result.
"BOSS, they've been dealt with!" Jacob reported to Charles Bishop Weyland.
Charles Bishop Weyland turned and directed his gaze towards Tang Song.
"The two Aliens are dealt with, Tang. What should we do next?"
Tang Song clapped his hands. "Mr. Weyland, have your people retreat to the Outside of the Pyramid. Storm Shadow, you and Ana take your soldiers out too!"
"Understood!"
Storm Shadow nodded cleanly and efficiently towards Tang Song, and taking Ana and a few Cobra Soldiers who had just come down, they climbed back up using grappling hooks.
Charles Bishop Weyland didn't speak. His slightly cloudy eyes scrutinized Tang Song with a hint of suspicion, seemingly doubting his intentions.
"There are too many people in the Pyramid, and the things inside may not be willing to come out!"
Tang Song raised his cane and tapped the silver-gray spaceship surface, smiling, as if greeting the people inside.
Upon hearing Tang Song's explanation, Charles Bishop Weyland waved his hand towards Jacob, signaling for all his people to go out.
After Jacob turned around and issued the order, he did not leave the Pyramid. Instead, he walked to the Corner beside Charles Bishop Weyland, silently sat down, and treated his wounds.
Under the dim searchlights, a group of Sacred Scarabs quietly appeared in the shadows of the Room.
"Take these," Tang Song casually threw two wooden plaques to Charles Bishop Weyland and Jacob.
"Hold them in your hands. They can hide your aura. Hopefully, the detection equipment in the spaceship isn't too high-end!"
Charles Bishop Weyland grabbed the wooden plaque with the mechanical hand of his Exoskeleton Suit and examined it carefully in front of his face mask.
It was a square, flat wooden plaque, carved with a leaf of simple lines.
A bug in a similarly minimalist style held the stem of the leaf with its hand, using the leaf to cover its eyes.
This wooden plaque looked like the product of a child's doodle, casually carved.
Charles Bishop Weyland silently opened the energy monitor of his Exoskeleton Suit. After a burst of radiation and energy analysis, the analysis equipment built into the exoskeleton suit did not find any energy fluctuation on this wooden plaque.
Although somewhat puzzled, Charles Bishop Weyland still clutched the wooden plaque in his mechanical palm.
On the other side, Jacob took the wooden plaque and casually stuffed it into his pocket.
Inside the silent Pyramid, none of the three spoke. Except for the distant sounds of the crowd calling out in the Upper layer space, it was terrifyingly silent.
It was unknown how long passed, half an hour, or an hour.
"They're here!"
