The door of the living cabin was knocked from the bottom.
The big man who had been waiting outside for a long time signaled the transport workers to raise their weapons and asked the old mechanic to open the hatch.
It was Chen Mo who came up from the spiral staircase.
Chen Mo glanced at the big man, walked to the refrigerator, and opened a bottle of beer by himself.
"The Root can talk."
The first mate leaned towards Chen Mo: "What?"
"As you heard, that Root can talk, it wants us to send it to Cote City, and it needs food."
"How do you talk to it?"
"Go down and see for yourself."
"...No need." The corner of the first mate's mouth twitched twice: "There is only emergency food on the ship, and the portion is not much. It is not enough to fit between its teeth."
Chen Mo responded: "It doesn't matter if we are hungry for one or two meals, but I am afraid that Lute, who has already tasted human flesh, will not eat compressed biscuits again."
The meaning behind these words was clear to everyone.
Chen Mo put down the bottle: "So, we may have to make a frustrating decision... In other words, we have already chosen the victim through the lucky box."
Everyone understood what was happening and looked sideways at the big man.
Before the big man could say anything, the carbon steel bowie knife at Chen Mo's waist had already been thrown out, and before anyone could react, he was pinned to the hatch.
This knife penetrated the big chest, but it didn't kill him immediately.
Chen Mo walked forward slowly.
"Thank you for your sacrifice."
The big man wanted to say something, but there was only pink blood foam at his mouth.
Chen Mo pulled out his bowie knife with an expressionless face, opened the hatch, ignored everyone's gaze, and kicked him down.
A flash of ferocious black shadow followed by the muffled sound of flesh and blood being separated came from the bottom of the warehouse.
Chen Mo closed the cabin door, wiped off the blood on his bowie knife with his armpit windbreaker, and sat down in the captain's seat.
Everyone had a tacit understanding and kept a safe distance from Chen Mo.
"Lute wants to go to Cote City. Including the time to repair the engine, it will take us at least fifteen hours to get to Cote City." Chen Mo called up the 3D projection map: "Let it enter the city, it will definitely cause large-scale casualties.
, we are also very likely to be covered by the firepower of the garrison and killed together."
Looking at the miserable-looking people, Chen Mo said expressionlessly: "But I think there is another possibility."
Chen Mo dragged the 3D projection back: "Four hundred kilometers south of Cote City, there is a corps stationed there. As long as we can get in touch with the corps... we can not only eliminate Root, but also save Cote City from a disaster.
"
"We don't have enough fuel, and there is no room for maneuver in case of an accident." The first mate rubbed his hands uneasily: "And that Lute needs to keep eating..."
"That's it." Chen Mo interrupted the first officer: "We voted so that everyone can express their thoughts."
Without giving the first mate a chance to refuse, Chen Mo opened the lucky box, took out all the blue cards, put them on the table and smoothed them out.
"This will be a secret ballot. No one will know your choice. You write down the mark secretly, fold the card and hand it back to me." Chen Mo handed out the blue card to everyone: "Checking means ignoring the risk and taking the risk."
Specially sent to the corps to help Cote City get out of crisis. The cross represents the shorter trip to Cote City... It also means that you have fulfilled the wish of Root, and more innocent people will lose their lives."
After a pause, Chen Mo distributed the markers to everyone.
"Everyone votes according to their conscience."
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, then secretly wrote their marks on the cards and threw them back into the lucky box.
It wasn't until the last person threw the card back into the box that Chen Mo sat in the captain's seat with his back to everyone, took out all the cards, and checked the voting results one by one.
"I'm starting to count the votes."
Chen Mo cleared his throat.
"Unbeknownst to you, I made each ballot unique by folding the edges and pressing fingernail prints. I took notes as I handed out the ballots, and it is my duty to expose the cowards among us."
The atmosphere inside the cabin was suffocating.
"Mr. Chen Mo..." The first mate wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"The coward, in order to protect himself, will happily put us at the gunpoint of the garrison. This coward's decision will kill us all...even the old, weak, women and children of Cote City, I'm right
Mr. First Mate?"
"I…"
The bowie knife was released again.
The blade severed the first mate's throat.
Ignoring the first mate who was clutching his throat and struggling, Chen Mo picked up his legs, threw him into the cabin, and then screwed the door shut.
Facing everyone, Chen Mo shrugged.
"It's a pity that the coward turned out to be our first mate. But fortunately, after eliminating the coward, we finally reached an agreement on our hearts, goals and destinations. Mr. Mechanic, you can now repair the engine through the ventilation duct, remember to repair it first
Secondary thruster circuit board.”
As if he had been granted amnesty, the old mechanic quickly moved a chair, unscrewed the ventilation pipe screws, and climbed in with his tool box on his back.
Although the disappearance rate of transport workers is not low, Chen Mo killed two people in a row so decisively and acted like a desperado that it was really hard for anyone to think of resistance.
The transport workers looked at me and I looked at you and remained silent.
The sandstorm arrived as promised.
The gravel laden with heavy gold dust flapped against the hull of the ship with the wind, making a fluffy sound.
There was also a knocking sound from the hatch connecting the storage room to the living cabin.
Chen Mo calmly lit a cigarette and faced the transport workers.
"Go to the cockpit and return to your posts."
The transport workers looked at each other and exited the living cabin one after another.
If Root really comes in, the hatch between the living cabin and the cockpit should be able to withstand it for a while... right?
Chen Mo held a cigarette in his mouth, unscrewed the hatch, and got off the spiral staircase.
The warehouse was already a mess.
The two fresh corpses added a lot of meat to the ground.
The huge body of the alien Root appeared from the bottom of the warehouse.
"Kote...cheng, take me... there."
The corpse on Root's chelicerae has been replaced by a larger one.
As before, there was only the upper body of the body, and perhaps the organs were crushed to pieces. During the conversation, dirty blood and internal organ fragments kept pouring out of the mouth.
"We are inspecting the engine and we can set off once the engine is repaired."
"Hurry... hurry up... I'm very hungry... we're very hungry..."
At some point, a bunch of flesh-colored insects appeared around Chen Mo.
It looks like Root shrunk countless times.
Chen Mo finally understood why Root attacked the transport ship.
Pregnant Root needs a lot of organic matter. The surrounding areas of Cote City are either mines or deserts. The life form with the most organic matter is, of course, human beings.
Since this alien Root can communicate with people and has a high IQ, it certainly won't choose mines or urban areas with dense armed firepower.
The transport ships that come and go to avoid sandstorms are the best choice.
At this moment, Root knew that she was about to give birth, and the barren desert could not support so many offspring.
Only when you enter the city can you have a chance of survival.
"We will arrive at Cote City as soon as possible, but before that... I need to borrow the body in your hand."
Outside the warehouse door...
The six transport workers grasped the wrenches, pliers and removed stool legs and stared at the door of the living cabin.
The door opened.
As soon as a crack was opened, the visitor was attacked by the transport workers like a storm.
Using wrenches and pliers, he smashed the Tianling Cap crazily.
Not long after, the head that poked out of the hatch was smashed into a ball of blood and flesh.
The transporters stopped in relief, and the leader spat on the corpse.
Just as he was about to throw the body down the spiral staircase, the half-open hatch was suddenly kicked open. Chen Mo, with a blank look on his face, walked out of the warehouse with a gun in one hand and stood in front of everyone.
"I thought we could avoid killing."
As he spoke, he loaded the gun and shot one person in the head.
"Now it seems that keeping people sane in the face of death is always a luxury."
The black muzzle of the gun and the tongues of fire spit out continuously, and none of the six transport workers were spared.
Chen Mo remained silent, stabbing the corpse's head one by one, and then threw it down the hatch.
After cleaning the blood on his hands, Chen Mo straightened up and lit a cigarette for himself again.
Taking a deep breath of acrid smoke, Chen Mo sat in the captain's seat, inserted the entire ship's authority into the control core, turned his seat after some operations, pointed his gun at the vent, and smiled: "Mr. Mechanic, secondary propulsion
The circuit of the engine is not burned, it is just short-circuited. The engine has not moved... You should have repaired it long ago, right?"
There was an exclamation from above the pipe, and the old mechanic who had been watching became nervous and fell down from the vent.
"Yes, yes, it has been repaired a long time ago... But I think they are all very impatient waiting for you, so they don't dare to come out."
Chen Mo helped the old mechanic up.
"You didn't join them, and I'm grateful for that."
The old mechanic nodded heavily.
"You're too kind."
Chen Mo smiled and shook his head.
"You were too polite...you know what? To be fair, I lied before and I didn't mark the ballot."
The old mechanic looked confused and had no idea why Chen Mo wanted to tell him this.
"Because each of you has crossed out."
The mechanic's pupils narrowed suddenly and he wanted to say something, but Chen Mo's big hand had already grabbed his throat.
"All of you are cowards."
Chen Mo grabbed the mechanic's throat and jumped out of the warehouse.
At this moment, the warehouse has become a gluttonous feast of human flesh.
The flesh-colored Root cubs were dismembering human corpses that had been smashed by their chelicerae.
The old mechanic almost vomited when he saw this scene.
Chen Mo slowly walked to Lute.
Root didn't have a corpse with the head intact at the moment, so he couldn't talk to Chen Mo.
"Here's some meat for you."
Chen Mo threw the mechanic to the ground.
Root's chelicerae directly tore the old mechanic into two pieces at the waist. The mechanic was not completely dead for a moment, but fortunately, the beak-like tail ended his pain.
Purple light flashes.
Chen Mo picked up the fire ax in the corner with a blank expression.
"This ship is loaded with yridium ore."
While Root was trying to control the mechanic, Chen Mo used the back of an ax to smash open a container, and the lavender-rich yridium ore inside rolled out.
"But when yridium ore is used for construction, its texture is too loose."
While talking, Chen Mo smashed open another container.
"It is used for landfill, and the texture is too hard...it has no architectural value."
Root clamped the upper body of the mechanic: "Energy..."
"Yes, yridium ore contains a huge amount of energy, and its properties are unstable. It will most likely explode when exposed to high-temperature open flames."
Root seemed to realize something and stepped back.
Chen Mo smiled and pulled down the red brake bolt beside him.
"Warning! Warning! The suspension ship has triggered the self-destruction program, and the self-destruction countdown is 20, 19... Please escape quickly for the crew members who are still in the cabin."
"Warning! Warning! The suspended ship has triggered the self-destruction program. The self-destruction countdown is 13, 12... Please allow the crew members still in the cabin to escape quickly."
After dodging Lute's tail attack, Chen Mo jumped onto the spiral staircase and jumped from the living cabin into the observation cabin in three steps at a time.
Then the eject button was pressed.
"boom!!!"
The orange-purple fire followed closely behind the pop-up observation cabin and spread for nearly a hundred meters.
Then, the lavender mushroom cloud slowly rose, as gorgeous as the flower of death.
The suspended ship and the creatures in it - living or dead - all exploded into fireworks.
The yellow sand is vast…
Chen Mo struggled to get up in the shattered observation cabin.
A piece of flying hull fragments penetrated his abdominal cavity.
