Fu Qinghai piloted the shuttle and slowly stopped on the open and empty flight deck.

The hatch opened, and the Space Marines walked out of it, the familiar red light lit up in the goggles, and Fu Qinghai looked at his surroundings.

It's not particularly dim, and although there are no lights inside, one side of the flight deck is just in the direction of the sun, and the sunlight illuminates the spacious and spacious deck area.

Fu Qinghai has fought many gang fights, he is very familiar with such an environment, in the blink of an eye, the active and passive perspective is constantly switching, closing his eyes, the Force perception spreads like a tide.

He opened his eyes again and stepped forward.

Fu Qinghai first came to the station hall.

On a huge ship like the Ishimura, which is nearly two kilometers long, it is impossible to move around the ship efficiently on foot alone. In order to solve this problem, the Ishimura has installed a tram train inside the ship, which connects the various sections of the ship in a loop.

On the pillar in the middle of the hall, two large electronic screens are playing a video produced by CEC introducing the Ishimura and its work projects in a loop, which is probably a promotional slogan such as "Revolutionizing the Mining Industry, Technology Creates the Future".

Fu Qinghai stopped here and watched carefully.

He needed to know about the ship.

"Ishimura, a planetary cracking-class mining vessel, the pride of Harmony Mining Company, the Ishimura has a total of five major areas and multi-decks, namely: mining deck ......"

Through the introduction, it can be known that the Ishimura is a large-scale spaceship with strong self-sustaining ability and certain self-defense capabilities. In the 62 years since its construction, it has remained the pride of CEC Mining.

Through continuous equipment upgrades, it has not fallen behind due to the age of the ship, but has been on the front line of mining operations, and as of 2508, it has successfully carried out 34 planetary splitting operations, and has a glorious and long service history.

Fu Qinghai had already memorized the layout and route inside the Ishimura, and now he needed to go to the bridge to learn all about the ship.

……

In the pitch-black corridor, flickering with a scarlet faint light, the Space Marines slowly scanned the corridor full of liquid beads and flesh blocks, and the magnetic shoes under their feet burst out with a trace of electric arc, firmly adsorbing Fu Qinghai to the ground, cautiously groping in the dark passage.

The gravity simulator in this area fails.

The air was filled with the stench of blood mixed with decay, and not far in front of Fu Qinghai, a few sparks popped out of the chassis on the wall, attracting his attention.

Fu Qinghai approached the chassis whose shell had been seriously deformed, and after forcibly pulling the lid open, the mechanical tentacles of the industrial backpack probed into it, skillfully repairing the wiring and parts in the chassis, and electric light and sparks burst out from time to time.

In less than two minutes, when Fu Qinghai pulled down the gate again, the lights on the top of the corridor lit up one by one from the end of the corridor, illuminating the hatch about fifty meters away from the chassis.

Seeing the illuminated corridor, Fu Qinghai nodded with satisfaction, he already regarded this planetary split-class mining ship as his own, not only to clean up the possible corpse variants inside, but also to repair the damaged parts on the Ishimura as much as possible within the scope of the ability of the crafting backpack.

Just then, he felt a commotion above his head, and the ventilation duct in the ceiling burst open, and out of it floated a twisted monster of indiscernible shape.

The upper and lower jaws of the misshapen cheeks, the tentacles like fingers were spread out, and they were waving flexibly, and many features on the monster's body reminded Fu Qinghai that he was once human, with two shrunken claws on its rotten abdomen, and the iconic scythe forearm, and the tip of the bone blade dripping with blood.

The Cutter, the basic mob in Dead Space.

"There's really a corpse variant."

Fu Qinghai muttered to himself.

Speak of the devil.

Just thinking about it, the corpse mutant is coming.

The monster stretched out an ugly body the size of an adult in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, the monster kicked the wall with both feet, and suddenly two slender sickle-like claws stretched out from behind and flew towards Fu Qinghai.

"Whoa... Airplanes! ”

Broken bones and blood clots splattered like fruit crumbs in a juicer.

The chainsaw sword will snap one in half.

Fu Qinghai looked down at the fragments of corpses on the ground.

The creatures that are chopped by the Blue Fang are all in this shape.

Corpse mutants are different from all kinds of zombies, they are the product of organisms being affected by the power of the Divine Seal to kill each other, and after death, combined with the electromagnetic signal of the Divine Seal, resulting in genetic mutation.

Some zombies can be counted as new species, and some zombies are half-dead living people, even the G virus and C virus, two anti-heaven viruses that can resurrect old corpses in place, also have certain requirements for the integrity of the corpse.

The Divine Seal, on the other hand, does not have high requirements for the integrity of the corpse, as long as it is affected by the Divine Seal during life, as long as the corpse has not been broken into a slurry, it is possible to aggregate to form a combined corpse variant.

Players who love zombie games like Resident Evil and Dead Space have a nickname in the ACG circle - slime rice, and they are all proper Nurgle believers in the Warhammer 40K universe.

Fu Qinghai is naturally not a slime rice, and among the four evil gods, he dislikes Nurgle the most, and based on his slight habit of cleanliness of his ship, he decided to clean up the Ishimura and not let go of any corpse variants - starting with the maintenance of the deck.

Xu was dealing with the monster just now with too loud noise, waking up the various corpse mutants lurking in the pipes around the corridor, and the noisy sound of them crawling and moving, making the originally quiet corridor lively.

The six mechanical arms behind Fu Qinghai unfolded one after another, both like a hideous six-armed Shura, and like a deadly mechanical spider, the Space Marine's version of Doctor Octopus, strolling through the corridor of the ship, muttering to himself:

"It's better to catch them all so that I don't have to look everywhere."

As the sound of the first ventilation pipe cap bursting, the continuous sound of pipe cap popping came and went, like a prelude to heavy metal music, from which jumped out one corpse after another of different sizes and shapes.

Fu Qing held his sword and walked forward.

All of a sudden.

Scythe-wielding reapers, baby-mutated frog-like lurkers, wheezers who spew green poison gas in place, blasters with glowing sarcomas on their arms, vomiters who spew corrosive acid with stomach pouch valgus, giant corpse variants made from multiple corpses: three-legged beasts, tormentors......

The entire corridor was filled with an army of hungry and thirsty corpse mutants.

Fu Qinghai has long been dissatisfied with the killing tools all over his body.

Two thick servo robotic arms, the end steel tongs are clamped, the phlogist welding torch spews out high-temperature flames, the plasma cutter shoots out shiny blue lines, and even the ends of the two mechanical tentacles, the multi-angular pyramid-shaped sharp drill bits are rotating rapidly......

A fierce battle is about to break out.

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

Flesh and steel collide fiercely.

Fu Qinghai seemed to be strolling leisurely, but he did not lose his vigilance, and when it was time to use long-range weapons, he would decisively shoot and kill, and would not let these special corpse variants containing corrosive liquid and explosive sarcoma come within three meters of him.

The roar of the bomb and the scream of the plasma, the explosion of the oil drum, the screaming of the throat, the splash of blood plasma, and the sound of metal colliding are mixed and echoed, just like being in the scene of industrial metal rock...... It wasn't until the last roar stopped that the killing concert officially came to an end.

……

Bridge.

"Successful identity confirmation, welcome, CEC Senior Technical Engineer Aoyama Khan."

A pleasant electronic female voice sounded from the main console.

Fu Qinghai pulled the mechanical tentacles from the main console.

Whether it is to break the control system of the shuttle or the control system of the Ishimura, the artificial intelligence of Qingming is as stable as ever.

Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand to the True Knowledge Crystal.

There was no response, and Chen Shilu did not touch it at the same time.

Take advantage of this waiting.

Fu Qinghai said casually:

"Qingming, sing a song to listen."

"Master, you didn't load me with the music module."

"You're an artificial intelligence, can't you learn two songs by yourself?"

"But there's no internet here."

“…… All right. ”

Fu Qinghai leaned down and began to operate on the main console of the Ishimura, starting the engine, and turning on the circulation system, quarantine system, and gravity system one by one...... and check which areas have been damaged and which areas have corpse variants.

The largest area of the Ishimura is the mining deck, with four floors of different functional zones, followed by the cargo hold, and the living area is very small, after all, it only takes more than a thousand people to pilot and control this spaceship, unlike the naval warships of the Human Empire, which can easily handle tens of thousands of people.

Jumping gangs to jumping gangs, Fu Qinghai's mind is still spinning, about the famous spaceship in the game, Fu Qinghai has some doubts in his heart, and wants to find the answer in the control system.

The Ishimura was assimilated by the reincarnation, why hasn't the corpse variant on it been cleaned up yet?

What's the point of the reincarnators spending a huge amount of assimilation points to assimilate a boatload of corpse mutants?

The reincarnators have no way to control the corpse variant, and those who create the corpse mutant and control the corpse mutant are all divine seals.

Fu Qinghai was puzzled.

He originally thought that the Ishimura belonged to the perfect human, but now it seems that this is not the case, and on further thought, the perfect human has no incentive to do so - to assimilate a planetary split-class mining ship and a replica divine seal into the apocalyptic wasteland reincarnation world of the Resident Evil movie universe, what are they trying to do?

Are these corpse variants on the Ishimura reincarnators or local natives?

Fu Qinghai couldn't tell for the time being, because the shapes of the corpse variants were too varied, and the physical characteristics before their death were no longer obvious, and Fu Qinghai couldn't tell whether they were reincarnated or local natives before they became monsters.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

But the Divine Seal is completely useless for the "Ultimate Virus" plan of the perfect human race.

Fu Qinghai is very sure of this, because the Divine Seal will not be controlled by humans, and if a perfect human can control a high-dimensional weapon like the Divine Seal, he would have already been the king and hegemon in the reincarnation world, and what kind of "Ultimate Virus" plan would he need to do?

The Ishimura and the Red Divine Seal are both from the Dead Space universe, and those who assimilate these two are most likely to be the same group of reincarnators, if these reincarnators are not perfect human beings, then who are they? And what are they doing this for?

Fu Qinghai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

For a while, in the entire empty bridge area, only the sound of Fu Qinghai tapping the button and swiping the screen remained.

"The host...... I'm sorry. ”

Qing Ming's timid voice suddenly sounded.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and said strangely:

"What's the matter, I can't sing and learn back, why apologize?"

"I'm not talking about this, master, I'm saying, that night, I saw that you had been talking to yourself and hurting yourself, and your mental state was very wrong, so when you called me to fit, I ...... Sorry, master! ”

Qing Ming's crying voice is simulated very realistically.

Fu Qinghai smiled, he straightened up, and said:

"I don't blame you, I was indeed controlled by some kind of high-dimensional force at that time, and there is nothing wrong with your judgment."

"But ......"

Fu Qinghai directly interrupted:

"Listen, Qing Ming, you are my personal work, my expectation for you is artificial intelligence rather than artificial intelligence, if you didn't have your own judgment and thinking at that time, I shouted that you would obey, but it shows that my technology is not in place, and I haven't written a real artificial intelligence, your performance just shows that you are already a real AI, an otherworldly existence."

Qing Ming's voice was full of emotion:

"Master, when I return to the normal world, I will definitely learn to sing."

Fu Qinghai: "......"

Did I mean that?

Isn't it too early to praise you?

Shaking his head helplessly, Fu Qinghai held the True Knowledge Crystal again.

This time, he and Chen Shilu were connected.

"Open the door and come here."

Fu Qinghai said to her.

"Woohoo ......"

The Dimensional Gate lights up on the bridge.

Chen Shilu and the four of them walked out.

Fu Qinghai pointed to a few sets of things similar to protective clothing placed next to the bridge, and said casually:

"RIG hazmat suits, than the ones you guys have. M. Protective clothing is much better, you can change it yourself if you want to, but it will pierce a few probes into the ridge, if you are afraid of pain, forget it. ”

RIG, short for Resource Integration Equipment, features a light-emitting strip on the back that visually displays the wearer's health status (HP) and provides the wearer with many convenient functions: basic defense, monitoring vital signs, navigation, holographic projection, vacuum environment operation, and gravity-free environment operation.

This is a classic protective suit in the Dead Space universe, and everyone from miners to engineers to soldiers wears different models of RIG.

In general, the RIG suit is similar to the HEV suit in the Half-Life universe, and they are all the same kind of equipment.

A few people went to study and select the RIG, and Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at the screen again.

Most of the functions of the Ishimura have been activated by him, and there are still a few areas in the control system that are pitch black, with neither surveillance footage nor bridge control, Fu Qinghai plans to explore these "unknown places" in person to see if he can find answers to this series of questions.

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------Off topic------

Thank you, really Professor Guderian, intermittent scholar, Wang Aiji, and three book friends for their tips.

Resident Evil series, just referring to the game, because the first few are too popular, so that Capcom can make money by doing it in the back, so it is getting worse and worse, and the modeling of zombies is all nonsense, anyway, it is a tentacle bone stab and flesh stacked, the color has not changed, there is no creativity and no novelty.

Why is Dead Space considered to be able to surpass Resident Evil, the first and second generations did carefully design the art style of the corpse variant, and added a lot of recognizable designs on the basis of "weird shapes" (strange shapes are copied from alien shapes), such as long fingers on the mouth, don't underestimate this "aesthetic style", which is commonly known as "painting style", which is very important, why is the status of aliens so high, because it has influenced later generations of horror films and science fiction films, screenwriters, directors, and artists......

Warhammer 40K's unique goth-punk aesthetic is of course very visually striking and recognizable, which is why I got into the pit in the first place, and I believe that if Warhammer becomes popular one day, there will definitely be many people who will copy this aesthetic style.

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