Alien Knights

Entering the interior of the laboratory, Rachel came to a door marked "Umbrella".

Alfonso said to Rachel: "Marcus is inside, I won't go in, and you naturally know the reason."

Rachel nodded slightly and followed the Crusader soldiers who led the way into the room.

Four huge glass walls separate the room into two spaces, the inside and outside. The kerosene hidden under the ground exudes a slightly pungent smell. Hundreds of Crusaders and Dragon Knights stand in every corner of the room to prevent The situation is out of control.

Marcus lay calmly on a steel operating table, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Huggins stood beside him and whispered something to him.

Rachel reached out and refused the escort of the Crusaders, walked into the operating room alone, and came to Marcus' side.

"Hudgens has already explained to you everything that's going to happen, right?"

Hearing Rachel's voice, Marcus' huge body reacted slightly. He turned his head with difficulty, his ugly and weird face making people shudder.

Marcus struggled to ask: "Karin..."

Rachel said: "She is in Twilight City, and the doctors are trying to heal her eyes."

Marcus was obviously relieved, and he turned his gaze back to the ceiling: "As long as she...can get better..."

Rachel said to Huggins: "Marcus is much quieter than usual..."

The latter replied: "I heard from people here that low temperature will make the undead incapacitated."

As if he didn't hear the conversation between Rachel and Huggins, Marcus continued to talk to himself: "I saw...little Jerry."

"He was one of the few friends I had in the past..."

"I was once seriously injured to the point of dying. He carried me on his bare feet for more than ten kilometers...I still remember the blood stains on the ground along the way."

"Now, he has become a dead spirit..."

A Crusader soldier walked up to Rachel and whispered: "Lord Dunlop said the operation will begin soon."

Rachel nodded, indicating that she understood.

Huggins looked at Rachel and asked, "Are there any risks in this operation?"

Rachel smiled and said: "Just extract some living tissue from Marcus' body to develop an antidote to the undead plague. Everything will be fine."

Huggins glanced at Rachel, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

A knight wearing dragon bone armor first carefully turned Marcus over and let him lie sideways on the operating bed, and then smeared the latter's back with white lime.

The assistant in the operating room rang the alarm bell, and all unrelated personnel exited the room.

Rachel and Huggins walked out of the operating room. As the door was completely closed, they both chose to pass the time in silence.

Rachel closed her eyes, placed her hand on the dragon-shaped badge on her chest, and her consciousness instantly entered the soul world.

After entering the research institute in Heaven, Rachel took out beer and ice cream from the refrigerator, walked slowly to the garden, and stared at the scenery in a daze.

"Finally have some free time to rest?"

A familiar voice made Rachel turn her head.

Todd walked over with a smile and sat next to Rachel.

Rachel took a sip of cold beer and said, "Marcus is undergoing surgery. If successful, we will soon have antibodies to the Necrovirus."

Todd nodded slightly: "I know, Wayne also reported this matter to me before, and I told him the surgical plan and screening method."

Rachel took another sip: "What do you think the success rate of this operation is?"

"Wayne has simulated the entire operation hundreds of times in the soul space. There should be no problem at the operational level."

Rachel turned to look at Todd: "But?"

Todd sighed: "But the most critical thing about extracting virus antibodies is time and luck."

"Using special powers and existing equipment, even if Wayne extracts antibodies from Marcus, a lot of screening and comparison work will still need to be done, which will take time."

"And finding an antibody against the Necrovirus from hundreds or thousands of samples requires luck."

Rachel shook her head vigorously and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. How are you doing at the Presbyterian Church?"

Todd smiled bitterly and said: "Obviously, Sutherland still refuses to see me. He just asks me to visit the alien village day after day."

Rachel sat up straight: "Village? Which village?"

Todd waved his hand and opened a holographic screen, which showed the scenery from a first-person perspective.

The breeze was blowing the green grass, the smoke was rising outside the tent, and the children's laughter echoed in the ears.

Todd said to Rachel: "This is what I saw today, an alien village located next to the Presbyterian Church. It's time to cook lunch, and the lamb chops grilled by the Tatakri couple are the best here. , Mianqi’s singing will always sound at noon..."

Rachel's eyes slowly softened: "I know... Todd, this is where I grew up."

Todd looked at Rachel: "I heard Eliade say that this is the residence of the aliens in the Presbyterian Church, and this is also where the members of the Alien Association grew up."

Rachel looked at the children in the picture chasing and playing in the grassland, and said softly: "It's not just the Alien Association... Todd, do you still remember the name Legion of Discord?"

Todd was stunned: "That semi-military organization directly under the Presbyterian Church?"

Rachel: "Many of the people inside also grew up here, but the people who walked out from here chose different paths."

Looking at the peaceful scene in the picture, Todd sighed deeply: "Sutherland asked me to come here every day, but he didn't tell me the specific reason. He just asked me to get along with these people and feel it. Their lives. I don’t understand, what is his purpose?”

Rachel thought for a while and said: "No matter what Sutherland's purpose is, finding a way to curb the undead is the key. As long as the virus antibodies can be extracted from Marcus' body, the undead plague can be completely stopped. The spread of... At that time, we can focus on how to return to that world."

Todd looked into the distance and murmured: "Go home..."

Rachel: "After dealing with the threat of the undead, you should consider leaving."

Todd shook his head: "The undead are only one of the threats, and Sutherland is also an unstable factor."

Rachel said anxiously: "You still want to be an enemy of Sutherland? Todd, listen, you can't protect that kingdom forever like a nanny. You must learn to let go and let your people try. grow up."

Todd said helplessly: "Sutherland has been devouring the tyrant for more than a hundred years. Once he wakes up, his power will be unmatched... I can't ignore his existence until I understand his intentions."

Rachel bit her lip and said, "Todd, promise me to go back to that world as soon as possible."

Sensing the weirdness in Rachel's words, Todd stared at the other person and said, "Your tone makes me feel a little strange. Why do you keep emphasizing returning to that world every time?"

Rachel closed her eyes: "Todd, remember what I said...Some things keep happening, and some tragedies keep happening. Sometimes, escaping from everything is the best way to understand the truth."

Todd opened his mouth, wanting to ask something else, but found that Rachel had left the soul space, and only half a can of beer remained with him.