Chapter 1129
Receptionist: Why is it me again?
Faced with Lindis's almost obsessive fervor, Cui Ming's eyes still held a unique tenderness as he looked at her. His tone was as steady as a rock, and he simply gave her two words of advice: "Be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and picked up his equipment, clearly determined to go with Lindis and accompany her on this "hunt" targeting the Muzhen Star people.
One was as cold as a blade, the other as fiery as a raging fire, and coupled with the chillingly blunt phrase "collecting heads," the surrounding air instantly froze, and many people were silenced by this intimidating aura. Lucia, who had just been moved to the rest area, huddled in a corner, her whole body tense, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at Lindis—compared to the ruthless yet methodical Cui Ming, this woman who loved collecting monster heads sent a chill down Lucia's spine.
But those around Cui Ming were already used to it. Ju Jianhui leaned against the wall, shaking her head helplessly, a indulgent smile playing on her lips; Asuka stood with her arms crossed, rolling her eyes undisguisedly, her tone overflowing with acquiescence: "They always go completely insane." The group exchanged knowing glances and began packing their equipment, determined to follow and provide support—both to quickly deal with the Mokujin aliens and secretly lend a hand to the peculiar pair.
The members of the Victory Team, standing to the side, remained unfazed, exchanging glances and silently thinking: "Normal operation, standard operation."
Having spent so much time together, they had long since figured out Lindis's personality. Compared to Cui Ming, who was cold on the outside but gentle on the inside, this Sister Lindis was the real tough nut to crack—what normal person would keep a monster's head as a collectible? Only their group could take it for granted and not find it strange.
During a break in the interrogation, Lucia looked into Cui Ming's icy eyes, her anxiety growing. She took the initiative to add details: "I have a companion named Zara. Like me, she was teleported to Earth by the Muzhen aliens as prey. However, the energy became disordered after the teleportation, and we got separated."
Cui Ming tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, the "tap, tap" sound particularly clear in the silent interrogation room. His gaze was sharp as a hawk's as he pressed on, "Your ability to break into the Earth's outer perimeter fire network is no accident. How did you do it?"
Lucia quickly shook her head, her tone urgent and sincere: "We didn't break in... we were sent in by the Muzhen Star people using a random teleportation ship. They themselves can't control that teleportation technology, the energy fluctuations are extremely large, and they dare not use it on themselves. They only dare to use it to teleport us, their prey, to avoid the target being intercepted in advance."
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Cui Ming's eyes, and a new, unwavering certainty appeared within his icy aura. He slowly rose, his deep voice carrying an intense possessiveness, each word ringing with conviction: "This technology must be obtained!"
The person recording the information paused, clearly having instantly grasped the potential value of this technology. Lucia subconsciously shrank her shoulders, barely daring to breathe—she could clearly sense that Cui Ming's attention was now completely focused on that unstable teleportation technology, even more so than on hunting down the Muzhen aliens.
Cui Ming turned to the waiting team members, his instructions clear and concise, each sentence hitting the nail on the head: "Send people to conduct a full investigation of Zara's whereabouts, and at the same time focus on searching for any fragments of teleportation equipment that the Muzhen aliens may have left behind. In addition, leave someone to guard Lucia, and we will verify all the technical details later."
Unlike Lucia's ignominious capture, Zara's situation was actually more favorable. This was because the Muzhen aliens who were chasing him were so terrified after being struck by Cui Ming's fatal blow that they dared not continue hunting and were only concerned with fleeing for their lives, not daring to investigate Zara's whereabouts at all.
Zara, who had narrowly escaped the pursuit, remained unfazed, his fear growing with each passing moment. He knew all too well the ruthlessness of the Muzhen aliens, and from the lingering terrifying aura, he sensed a formidable force on Earth capable of crushing them—a single misstep could mean certain death. His resolve was now crystal clear: surrender to the Earthlings! He had to confess the truth—that he had been teleported here as prey by the Muzhen aliens—and he couldn't afford to make any rash moves.
Zara suppressed all alien energy around him, trying his best to appear harmless, and cautiously approached, following the traces of human activity in the distance. He clenched his fists, repeatedly telling himself: he must let down his guard and cooperate obediently; only in this way could he save his life and have a chance to reunite with Lucia.
Along the way, he deliberately avoided secluded corners, choosing routes with open views and easy visibility, fearing he might be mistaken for an intruder. For him, the safest option at this moment was to willingly fall into the control of Earthlings, rather than face greater danger in the unknown darkness.
Following the signs of human activity, Zara cautiously made his way to the reception area of the Earth defense base. He took a deep breath, suppressed his unease, and stepped forward to express his intention to surrender, adopting an extremely humble posture without the slightest hint of provocation.
Coincidentally, the staff member sitting behind the reception counter in charge of registration was the same one who had served Masaki last time. He glanced up and saw the faint alien energy fluctuations around Zara displayed on the instrument. His professional smile froze instantly, and his hand reflexively reached for the alarm button under the counter—the terrifying experience of serving Masaki last time was still vivid in his mind. When he encountered an alien visitor again, he didn't even have time to ask a single question, and just frantically pressed the button.
"Beep beep beep—beep beep beep—" The sharp alarm instantly shattered the tranquility of the reception area. The buttons under the counter were being pressed at an alarming rate, and white smoke gradually began to rise from their surfaces, clearly indicating that the system was operating beyond its capacity. Cold sweat beaded on the foreheads of the staff, but their hands did not stop moving for a moment, fearing that a moment's hesitation would lead to disaster.
Before Zara could explain the truth—that he had been sent here as prey by the Muzhen aliens—a large number of armed personnel surged in from all directions, surrounding him and pointing all sorts of weapons at him, creating a chilling sense of oppression.
But Zara showed no resistance. Instead, he raised his hands and stood obediently in place, even bowing his head slightly to show his submission. For him, being surrounded was expected. As long as he could surrender and explain the situation, he could save his life—resistance would only increase the risk and be a death wish.
The staff member finally stopped pressing the button, looked at the button emitting white smoke and breathed a sigh of relief. He then quickly reported into the communicator: "The reception area has detected alien visitors who have come on their own initiative. We have surrounded and controlled them!" After saying that, he looked up at Zara, his tone full of vigilance, mixed with a bit of relief at surviving the ordeal.
The staff member wailed inwardly: Why am I always the unlucky one?! Waaaaah…
Zara, however, was filled with relief and almost burst into tears: "Waaah! I'm finally safe! I'm finally safe!!!"
Even surrounded by cold weapons, the sense of security and control I felt was simply wonderful! (End of Chapter)