Chapter 294 Titan Class Zerg
“Gurgle…”
The doctor swallowed and felt very nervous.
More than a dozen soldiers had surrounded the old, low house, all of them armed with guns, and some of them had their guns pointed at his head.
The family of three in the house had already run out, hiding behind the soldiers, looking at the doctor with slightly frightened eyes.
The leading soldier said something to the man of the house, and the man pointed nervously at the doctor and replied.
The doctor felt something was getting worse and asked the female robot in a low voice: "What are they talking about?"
In the headset, the female robot replied: "The soldier asked you when you came and from which direction... and the man only replied with the time you arrived."
Soon, the leading soldier waved his hand and entered the room with two subordinates holding guns.
There was some nervousness on the faces of the two subordinates. They held the guns tightly in their hands and stared at Dr. Aigar who was sitting there. They seemed to be afraid that the doctor would attack them.
Apparently, the natives of this planet also have a fear of aliens.
“Bang—bang—”
The leading soldier fired two shots in a row, and the bullets bounced around the doctor's feet, splashing up a cloud of dust.
Then he yelled at the Doctor twice, speaking the language of this planet, but the Doctor couldn't understand it at all.
The female robot in the headset began to translate: "He asked you to put down your weapons."
"I don't have any weapon in my hand." The doctor said innocently.
"The TV remote in your hand."
“…”
The doctor was speechless for a while and threw the remote control aside.
It was such a simple action, but it scared the two subordinates. One of them immediately turned the gun towards the remote control, and was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead.
Seeing this scene, the leading soldier spoke a few more words loudly.
The female robot translated: "He asked if I was an undercover agent from the Dark Territory?"
"What is the Dark Territory?" The doctor looked strange, thinking that the name was a bit childish.
"It's the territory of the Zerg." The female robot continued to translate, "I just got enough information from the TV. This is a planet with life that the Zerg have their eyes on."
"There are Zerg here?"
"Yes, eighteen years ago, a Zerg Kraken landed on this planet and brought with it a large number of Zerg creatures. Over the past decade or so, those Zerg creatures have gradually devoured more than one-third of the planet's resources..."
After the female robot's explanation, the doctor understood everything.
In addition to high-level troops, the Zerg also has Titan-level troops, and the Kraken is one of them.
The Kraken is a mythical beast.
The insect named after it is also extremely large, larger than an ordinary human spacecraft, with a complete insect nest inside its body, which can quickly hatch large swarms of insects and can carry out long-term space travel.
There are often thousands of insects of different levels inside a Kraken.
This Titan-class monster is one of the main forces for the expansion of the cosmic Zerg.
Normally, a planet where a Kraken descends will eventually have its resources drained by the Zerg.
After sucking the planet dry, the bugs will continue to set out, looking for the next planet to reproduce in the vast universe.
"The racial war on this planet has reached a stalemate." The female robot continued, "The human race occupies two-thirds of the area, and the Zerg territory occupies the other one-third... The natives of this planet did not know what the Zerg were before, so they regarded the Zerg as a demonic race and called the Zerg territory the 'Dark Territory'."
While the female robot was explaining, the doctor was already in handcuffs.
This is a special kind of mechanical shackles that can suppress the power of the Zerg to a certain extent, similar to a psychic inhibitor.
"Oh no, are these guys really going to slice me up and study me?"
"Don't worry, I'll be here to rescue you soon."
"Teach me a little bit of the language of this planet first." The doctor would not sit still and wait for death. He had a strong ability to learn languages and could quickly master an unfamiliar language.
"Well, listen carefully. On this planet, the pronunciation of 'hello' is..."
The female robot was making rescue preparations on the other side, and while doing so she taught the doctor some simple words.
The doctor was escorted by these soldiers, stepping on the dry and barren soil, walking in this dirty and smelly area. Many skinny poor people in the surrounding low houses poked their heads out and looked at him curiously.
There is an indescribable feeling of a wasteland in this world, with life withering, sandstorms sweeping in, and death and chaos wantonly gnawing at every piece of dark red soil.
Soon, the doctor was escorted to the edge of the area.
The rusty barbed wire swayed in the wind, surrounding the huge slum. The net was covered with various yellowed labels, and from time to time one could see one or two dried corpses hanging on the net.
The ferocious falcon stood on the sharp knife-spike cage, its eyes red and its long sharp beak, pecking at the dry meat on the corpses.
In front of us is a large gray factory.
As soon as you enter the factory, the smell of blood and decay hits you in the face, making you feel sick.
The doctor's heart sank.
"Something's wrong. They brought me to a place where experiments are done." The doctor looked around. It was an extremely simple experimental site.
There were more than a dozen bloody experimental tables randomly placed in the factory
Next to the laboratory table, a large number of tools were placed in a blood-stained metal plate, including gauze, hemostatic forceps, dissecting needles, curved scissors, straight scissors, tweezers, etc.
There were many rusty metal racks around, with broken corpses hanging on them, many of which had been disemboweled.
The doctor heard wailing and screaming coming from deep inside the factory.
There were shrill human voices and some terrifying and sharp insect screams, which were terrifying to hear.
The female robot in the headset said to the doctor: "I told you not to go out today, didn't I? Just wait in the garbage dump for 24 hours, maybe we will be safe."
"Sitting there and waiting for death is not the best option." The doctor argued, "If you hide there, you will be discovered sooner or later. It is better to take the initiative to understand this world and look for a chance to survive."
"So, Doctor, have you found a chance to survive?"
"Stop talking. When are you going to get here? I think these guys are really going to dissect me!"
As he was speaking, the soldier behind him pushed the doctor hard.
The doctor stumbled and almost fell to the ground. After steadying himself , he looked up and found a very fat middle-aged man standing in front of him.
The middle-aged man was looking at a heavy energy gun in his hand, with an interested look on his face.
"Compressed psychic gun." The doctor recognized this weapon. He had not had time to take it away from the crashed spaceship, and now it had become the trophy of the fat middle-aged man.
But this gun requires the doctor's fingerprint to unlock and use, no one else can.
The middle-aged man looked at the doctor, a smile appeared on his lips, he patted his weapon, and said a few words to the doctor.
The female robot translated: "He is asking you how to use this gun."
"It seems that I am still of some use." The doctor breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, they probably won't slice you up for research for now." The female robot said, "But it's hard to say after they're done using you."
"Then I'll cooperate for a while and delay some time."
The doctor made up his mind and cooperated by making a few gestures, meaning for the middle-aged man to give him the gun.
The heavily armed private soldiers around were very alert, worried that the doctor was a parasite from the Zerg territory.
But the middle-aged man knew very well that the Zerg could not build that kind of spaceship, and the doctor must be a visitor from the stars, but he was unlucky to be caught by him.
"Show me the power of this gun." The middle-aged man said to the doctor in the language of this planet, "Don't deceive me, and don't try to attack me, otherwise you will end up in a very ugly way."
After saying this, he smiled coldly and placed the heavy compressed psychic gun in front of the doctor.
Several soldiers under his command received instructions and immediately went deep into the factory, and soon brought out a half-person-high metal cage from inside.
The cage holds a low-level swift bug.
“Squeak—squeak—”
The swift insect bared its teeth, looked ferocious, and rammed the cage frantically, trying to break out and attack everyone.
Several soldiers reached into the cage with long electric batons and pressed the switch. There were a few crackling sounds and sparks flew in the cage. The insect screamed a few times and then collapsed.
They opened the cage and were not worried about the insects jumping out and hurting people because there were iron chains fixed on the insects.
The soldiers then carried the bug to the wall opposite the doctor and pinned it down.
“Bang!”
A beam of dazzling light hit the insect, making it very eye-catching.
The middle-aged man clapped his hands with a satisfied look on his face, then motioned for the doctor to pick up the compression gun.
The doctor had no choice but to do as he was told and press lightly on the identification area of the gun.
“Buzz——”
The gun body vibrated, the fingerprint recognition was passed, and it was immediately activated. A long blue energy strip appeared on the side, and the overall temperature slowly rose.
Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers raised their guns and pointed them at the doctor's head.
If the doctor makes any other move, they will kill him without hesitation.
The doctor looked around at the situation, took a deep breath, held the psychic gun steadily, pointed the muzzle at the insect opposite, pressed the switch, and a blue energy wave burst out from the muzzle.
“Boom!”
The insect on the opposite side was blown to pieces in an instant, without even having time to scream. It was torn into pieces, with broken limbs and internal organs splattered everywhere. Even a deep pit was blown out of the hard wall behind the insect.
Seeing this effect, a hint of surprise appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes.
He immediately walked forward and took the gun from the doctor's hand, but after losing the doctor's fingerprint, the blue energy strip on the gun immediately dimmed.
No matter how the middle-aged man used the gun, it didn't respond at all.
Soon, the middle-aged man took a fancy to the doctor's fingers.
He glanced coldly at the subordinate beside him.
The subordinate understood what he meant and immediately pulled out the dagger tied to his leg, pressed the doctor's thumb, and pretended to chop it off.
The doctor's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted in the language of this world he had just learned: "Wait! Wait!"
"You can speak our language?" A trace of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He didn't really want to cut off the doctor's fingers, he just wanted to scare him, but he didn't expect that he would speak the local language.
"Yes... a little bit... a little bit..."
The doctor forced a tiny smile, but he was already extremely anxious. Why hadn't the female robot arrived yet?
At this time, the female robot said to him in the headset: "Doctor, hold on for a few more minutes. I'm here and scanning the interior of this factory."
Hearing this, the doctor could only grit his teeth and continue to deal with the middle-aged man.
This fat middle-aged man is not a good person. Just look at this bloody factory.
The level of science and technology in this world is not high, and biological science is just in its infancy. This middle-aged man seems to be trying to combine the genes of humans and Zerg to create a new species.
The factory was littered with bloody corpses and organs, and no one knew how many people had lost their lives for his crude project.
"Another experiment of this kind." The female robot said in the headset, "According to Imperial law, this kind of experiment is absolutely prohibited. Unfortunately, this is not an Imperial-controlled area."
Similar experiments have been conducted on many planets where humans and Zerg exist simultaneously.
This kind of experiment is immoral and disregards life, and has long been banned by imperial legislation.
At this time, Dr. Aigar was not yet the evil doctor who would later make the residents of the empire shudder. He had been fighting against the voice in his heart over the years and had not taken this path.
"Unlock the gun and draw out its working principle." The fat middle-aged man waved his hand, and his men immediately cleared a clean workbench for the doctor.
All the necessary mechanical tools were already laid out on the workbench, along with piles of rough draft paper.
Obviously, he wanted to gain access to all the knowledge in the Doctor's head.
The obese middle-aged man said confidently: "Don't even think about running away. If you fall into my hands, even gods can't save you!"
"yes……"
The doctor nodded in agreement and seemed very cooperative, but how could he understand the workings of this gun?
He is indeed an Imperial doctor, but not an expert in firearms.
He was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. After all, the fat man was watching him. He could only pick up the blueprint and prepare to draw casually to fool around and delay time.
Five minutes passed in a flash, and the sweat on the doctor's forehead gradually increased. Fortunately, he had some painting skills and his painting looked pretty good.
As he was drawing, he really came up with the idea of designing a gun.
At this moment, the female robot in the headset finally spoke: "Doctor, get down immediately!"
"good!"
The doctor didn't doubt it and immediately fell to the ground.
Before the middle-aged man and the private soldiers could react, the windows on both sides of the factory shattered with a loud bang, and glass shards splashed all over the ground.
More than 20 soldiers in the factory fell down at the same time, their heads exploded, all of them were shot in the head.
The female robot had been outside deploying weapons and calculating the trajectory, accurate to the point of being accurate in every head, and instantly resolved the doctor's crisis.
"What's going on?"
The fat middle-aged man's face changed drastically. All the guards around him were dead, and he was the only one alive.
He didn't dare to think too much and immediately ran deep into the factory with a weapon in his pocket.
But the doctor would never give him this chance. He got up from the ground, holding the compressed psychic gun and yelled, "Stop!"
The middle-aged man shuddered all over. He had just witnessed the power of this gun and didn't dare to run anymore. He stood still with his hands raised.
The situation reversed in an instant, and now he became a lamb to be slaughtered.
The female robot climbed in through the window with great agility. She immediately confiscated the middle-aged man's gun and knocked him to the ground with one punch.
The doctor rushed over, picked up a few chains, and trapped the middle-aged man tightly. After making sure he was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh... Fortunately you arrived in time."
"I think you can still hold on for a few more days, Doctor." The female robot chuckled.
"Stop talking, think about what to do next."
Both the doctor and the female robot knew that with the armed forces in the hands of this fat middle-aged man, there was no way they could shoot down their spaceship.
There must be a stronger force nearby.
The two men escorted the fat middle-aged man deep into the factory, and asked him about the situation in this area and this world as they walked.
The fat man is afraid of death and answers every question.
"Don't kill me... I'm just a small follower..."
Through his words and the information the female robot got from TV, the true appearance of this world gradually emerged.
There is no specific concept of country on this planet.
Or rather, it existed before, but was later replaced by private enterprises.
Before the Zerg came, the entire world had been divided up by five major groups, and all the lower-class people lived under the control of the five major groups.
All the property on this planet belongs to the five major groups, even the air.
Ordinary people need to pay to breathe and speak, so they can only work hard for the five major groups to earn daily breathing fees, sunlight fees, speaking fees, etc.
All these expenses seem absurd to the doctor and the female robot, but they are engraved in the bones of the people at the bottom of this world and cannot be changed.
The doctor was overwhelmed after hearing this: "What a weird world? You have to pay to breathe?"
