Carol Antarevik is a 26-year-old porter living in the port area of Twilight, unmarried. When he was a child, his father left his family and went to a distant land. During the Silver Ring War, Carroll's family was forced to move into Twilight Town to escape the war.

After that, his mother found two more stepfathers for him. But it turns out that this woman's choice of a man's vision is really embarrassing.

His two stepfathers swept away their valuable belongings and chose to say goodbye, leaving Carroll with only three younger sisters.

And his mother, after going through three nightmarish men, has long lost her motivation to live, and alcohol and gambling have become the only support for this poor woman.

As for all the expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation for a family of five, it naturally fell on the head of the only male - Carol.

Carol, who is tall and strong, if you just look at his appearance and figure, it is difficult to think that he has not yet married a wife. However, the poor and dilapidated family background made those matchmakers who introduced marriage retreat.

Fortunately, Carol, who is optimistic and open-minded by nature, is not too concerned about the fact that he can't find a wife, and in his opinion, with his hard work and desperate savings, in the near future, he will be able to open his own snack shop in Mariner's Bay in the port area, and sooner or later he will be able to change the family's dilemma.

Originally, he thought so......

Until one day, Carroll's mother stumbled upon the money bag he had hidden at home.

As a result, Carol had worked hard to accumulate nearly a decade of wealth, thanks to the work of a slender man and coolie, which his mother had lost in one night.

Carol, who was desperate, had a big fight with his mother the next morning, and ran onto the street in the pouring rain, and he was in a depressed mood while walking aimlessly on the street while being drenched in the rain.

It was nearly noon, and the rain had passed and the sky was clear.

Carol, who is drenched in soup, is attracted by an event called "Xenomorph Recruitment" as she passes through the Civic Square in the northern district of Twilight City.

A middle-aged man who looked like a government official stood on a wooden platform in the square, pointed to the notice next to him, and shouted to the onlookers: "The Holy King is above!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"Become a xenomorph?!It's those xenos who can set fire with their hands and freeze when they exhale?!"

"I've heard people say that xenomorphs can contract all kinds of diseases!"

"That's right, xenos don't live long!"

Listening to the gossip of the people in the audience, the government officials on the stage shouted in annoyance: "What are you arguing about?! There are so many xenomorphs in Duxi City, you don't see it! You remember for me! The rumor that xenomorphs are easy to get sick has long been outdated, and Duxi University has already developed many medicines for xenomorphic diseases!"

The official's words could not reduce people's doubts in the slightest, after all, although there are already 5,000 xenos in the current Twilight City, first, these people are low-key, and secondly, compared with the total population of Twilight City, the base of xenomorphs is too small.

Therefore, in the face of this mysterious group that they have heard of but rarely seen, the vast majority of people in Twilight West City have a curious but respectful attitude.

Seeing that no one responded to his call, the official's face was obviously a little unbearable, and he said in a loud voice: "Being a xenomorph means that you can obtain a special ability. See through objects, regenerate wounds, increase strength...... Aren't you not thrilled at all that these abilities that you couldn't even have imagined in the past will appear in you?"

The people in the audience looked at each other, and in their opinion, life was more important than the temptation of supernatural powers.

Finding that the task assigned by his superiors was difficult to complete, the official shook his head helplessly, and finally took out the last bargaining chip: "People who are willing to be vaccinated and become aliens, everyone can apply for a silver month." ”

Someone in the audience sneered: "Listen, a silver moon! It turns out that a life is only worth a lamb." ”

The official gritted his teeth: "Two silver moons!"

Finding that there was still no one for the silver moon, the official's heart was crossed, and he shouted: "Five silver moons!"

After a dead silence, a voice from the audience rang out: "Will you really give five silver moons?"

Looking at the young man in the audience, the overjoyed official jumped off the wooden platform, grabbed the former, and brought him to the stage.

"What's your name?"

"Karol, Karol Antarevik. ”

"Very good, Carol, as long as you are willing to get vaccinated and pass the test, I guarantee that you will get 5 silver months!"

In this way, Carol became the first "xenomorph volunteer" in Twilight City because of his words, and it was because of this sentence that his wheel of fortune began to turn in an unknown direction.

Standing in the tent marked with a red "umbrella", Carol watched as the blood in her veins was withdrawn from her body and into the syringe of her syringe, and her body began to tremble slightly, feeling emotionally frightened and uneasy.

After the blood draw, while waiting for the results of the fit, Carroll looked at the pinhole in his arm and said nothing.

From time to time, he would glance at the exit of the tent and wonder if it was worth it to become an xenomorph for the sake of five silver moons, and should he leave immediately?

"Karol Antarevik!" shouted a thin scholar in a dirty lab coat, standing in the tent.

Looking at this young man who was as strong as an ox, standing up and looking at himself, this tall and thin scholar, turned around and dropped a sentence: "Come with me inside." ”

Navigating a long path, Carol struggled through equipment and bottles, barely keeping up with the man in front of her.

When the two of them arrived in a remote hut, the scholar lit the candle on the table, revealing a face that had not been taken care of in a long time, and the messy hair and beard, combined with the foul smell of his body, almost made Carroll think that the other party was a liar.

"Carol, choose the ability you want. ”

"I ...... I work as a porter in the port, if there is a way to make me stronger......"

"That's the power that has increased. ”

Carol hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "I have a question...... It seems that the other vaccinated people are in the tents in front, why am I the only one brought here?"

With his slender fingers, the scholar carefully took out a copper syringe from a wooden box that emitted cold air, and said, "Because there are not enough people there." ”

"But I see ......"

The scholar glanced at Carroll, took five silver coins from his pocket, and placed them on the table.

The moment she saw the money, Carol fell silent.

After the xenobacterial injection was completed, Carol sat in the tent for almost an hour before finally being allowed to leave. When he came out of the tent, he didn't forget to look behind him.

Thinking of the xenomorph fluid flowing in his body, Carol touched the five silver moons on his chest, sighed bitterly, and walked in the direction of home with his head down.

After more than half an hour of walking, seeing the dilapidated door panel of her house from a distance, Carol cheered up and wanted to speed up her pace, but found that her body was getting hotter and hotter, and the scenery in front of her was gradually blurred.

Struggled to get into the house and fell into a high fever, Carol took advantage of her mother's hangover and called her thirteen-year-old sister Brenda to her side.

Carol took out five silver coins from his bosom, which were still hot and hot, and handed them to Brenda, and said weakly, "Take this money and exchange it for rye and flour bran in the street...... Remember, don't let your mother see it. ”

Brenda looked at Carol, whose eyes had turned blood-red because of the high fever, and said in fear, "Brother, you are sick." ”

"Leave me alone, go!"

Watching Brenda run out of the house, Carol raised her hand and looked at her palm, the skin on her body was already sickly blood-red, and she could even faintly see the blood in her veins, flowing rapidly.

"Is it because of the rain this morning, so you have a fever?" a hint of clarity in Carol's brain immediately dismissed the speculation.

The xenomorph liquid that the occultist injected himself.

Thinking of this possibility, fear and high fever made Carol unable to stabilize his body anymore, and he fell to the ground, trying to crawl out of the house to find the scholar and ask for a way to save him.

However, before he could climb a few meters, a huge pain came at him like a tidal wave, and consciousness gradually became more and more distant from him.