Chapter 4867: have been recruited

Things happened just as Su Ming expected, the contestants quickly ate the cooked face-hugger, although no seasoning was added, but for those who have been hungry for a day, they can eat as long as they can. Anyway, it's also protein.

But the original size of the face hugger was not that big, it was like a big slap, and the tentacles were just the size to hug a human face. Now it was divided into several people, and everyone just ate a few mouthfuls.

This is far from enough for them, so according to the logic of biological behavior, if they don't eat enough, they need to continue hunting or gathering.

Elf No. 4 temporarily gained the command of the team, and lost himself in the compliments. With a big wave of his hand, he was ready to take his teammates to the bottom of the spaceship, and said that there were many "small creatures in eggs, everyone can go , take whatever you want, and everyone must be full.

So they left Elf No. 5 to guard the bonfire, and the other four went to the bilge of the spaceship together, as natural and relaxed as savages going to pick wild fruits.

"If these behaviors of theirs are expected by the aliens, then this is a bit scary." Ambushes touched his chin, holding the microphone in his hand. Although he said it was scary, he was actually smiling : "As expected of a pet made by Deathstroke, it's just as dark."

"Thank you. After all, in the vast universe, the law of survival of the fittest is much crueler than Gotham. If it is not dark enough, the aliens will have no future."

Su Ming, who was holding a wine bottle, looked at the hot pot calmly. Although he was also participating in the live broadcast, he didn't have any business attitude. He just seemed to be chatting with old friends, and the chopsticks never stopped:

"Do you want to play Aliens? I can give you one, or if you want Zergs, I have some.

"Hehe, forget it. Although I am a bug lover, I am not ready for other creatures to enter my body." He lowered his head shyly, suspicious lines appeared on his mask With pink lines, the joke came out naturally.

Speaking of which, this green eccentric is the character of DC Universe's rival to Deadpool. The tone and brain circuit of this speech is indeed a bit like a little cousin.

Of course, as the host, playing tricks is only for a while, and he soon continued to explain the movements of the elves, but now the focus of everyone's attention is only whether elves No. 5 will die.

In everyone's eyes, the remaining four were already dead.

During the chatting process between the host and the guests, these people followed No. 4 and slid down the elevator to the bottom floor, and saw the "eggs" they wanted to eat, so they began to collect them.

As a result, after they went deep into the square of the alien eggs, the eggs exploded in all directions, the sound was like setting off firecrackers, and the face huggers enveloped them like a rain of bullets.

If they appeared in the form of wild hunting projections, they might not be afraid of aliens at all. After all, they were undead creatures, with heavy armor and handy weapons.

But their elves are too weak, flesh and blood should not be too fragile in the face of these parasitic creatures.

The point is that they don't have the sense of vigilance they should have. After learning from No. 4 that these little bugs will only lie on their faces "harmlessly" to scare people, they don't care at all.

After all, they are the elite warriors of the elf clan. If they yelled and yelled just because they were lying on their faces with sticky food, they would seem too incompetent. You must know that the whole clan is watching the live broadcast in the air reel.

So just one minute after they started collecting food, these four people were all parasitized. Although they can't feel it yet, the alien larvae have actually started to grow stronger and bigger in their bodies, waiting to mature Moment.

"It's over. If they are all parasitized, then number four must be the first to die. His worms enter the stomach first, and he will be the first to complete the transformation."

The adjutant stretched out a hand, hooked his finger at the ambusher, and signaled him to hand over the prize, and wanted it now.

I am usually very busy, and the main body is always in Sepulke, so there are not many opportunities to come out, and even fewer opportunities to meet outsiders, so I want to reward now

, so as not to ambush the insects.

And I don't know how many people guess the answer correctly. If one million calendars are to be signed, even if the calendar people don't choose, they will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

However, Channel 52 is a reputable company after all, and the TV station is very dependent on reputation and reputation, so naturally it has not thought about reneging on debts.

The green human-shaped grasshopper signaled the adjutant to wait a moment. He stood up on the flying carpet and did a radio gymnastics.

He disappeared just like that, time travel was so simple for him, it was going back to Taiwan to get something.

Prizes must be given, so that the audience can also see what the autographed calendar looks like on TV. Anyway, the calendar person is quite free most of the time except for on-duty time. He is a serial killer, and he is especially tolerant of loneliness.

A few seconds later, the ambush suddenly appeared beside him, smiling and handing the calendar in his hand to the adjutant.

It is a very ordinary wall calendar. It looks like the selected materials may sell for 20 cents in the supermarket. However, there are photo coloring pages for each month, such as channel 52's investment advertisements, recruitment information, and hosts. Their close-up art photos, of course, the calendar person is in the absolute C position, after all, the value of this calendar is concentrated on him.

Once opened, January is a photo of a bald white man with dead fish eyes, licking a kitchen knife expressionlessly. The most notable appearance feature of the calendar man is that his bags under the eyes are particularly large~www.NovelMTL.com~It’s like It's been a long time since I slept.

"Here you are, yours is a special one, signed by all four of our hosts." Ambushes reached out and turned to the page of June, pointing to the shit-like font on it: "Do you like it? I think my calligraphy is very individual, what do you think? It’s a pity that there is no calligraphy competition in the DC universe, so I have nowhere to release my good skills..."

The adjutant retched at his brash statement, and handed the calendar to the sheriff instead.

After all, it is the sheriff who wants to collect this strange worthless garbage. She herself has no interest in it. After all, how can anyone in Cybertron read the calendar? Those ancient Transformers, who lived hundreds of billions of years ?

The adjutant has indeed transformed into a human being now, but the precise control of time in his mind has not been lost at all.

"Well, yes, I can even feel the emotion in it."

Su Ming accepted the calendar with satisfaction, and he can exchange some things with Batman later, such as some good treasures that he didn't even know existed...

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