The original world himself once recorded in his diary that the derivative of the "corpse man" was very afraid of the mixture of salt and vinegar.

Not many people know the principle, maybe it's because this xenomorph has a relatively light appetite?

Anyway, when this kind of thing appears, the threat of xenomorph derivatives plummets.

At the end of the day, though, the threat of the "Corpse Lifter" is not simply a matter of force and agility.

The "poison" that attaches to them and is pervasive whenever they touch it is the reason why they can be upgraded from "normal" to "dangerous".

Thinking of this, Bai Ling glanced at Lin Qi next to him: "In the original future, although Lin Qi barely solved this derivation, he was infected with poison and died a year later. ”

Although he is now a corpse, the devil knows if this "toxin" will also affect him.

It's better to be careful.

Taking a gentle breath, even though this action has no effect now, Bering still calmed himself down quickly through this "life" habit.

"Ten seconds to predict the future, and specific preparations," he stared at the corpse in front of him, "I have seen through the actions of this derivative in ten seconds, and all I need to do now is to prepare for it in advance!" ”

Although it is a bit of a chicken to predict the future for ten seconds, such superpowers are very meaningful in dealing with monsters with obvious weaknesses like derivatives!

From Bering's point of view, the derivative's fingers twitch faster, like a pianist, with five fingers swaying flexibly, knuckles elongated and protruding, swaying like seaweed swimming underwater.

Along with the twitching of the fingers, there were also convulsions of the body's body.

In just a few seconds, the derivative twitched wildly like a sifting chaff, and the movement was so great that the white cloth covering it slid to the ground!

"This is?!"

Lin Qi, who was standing next to Bering, looked at the body of the "corpse" in astonishment.

She had clearly examined the corpse before that, and it was definitely a level that had lost its vital signs and could not be classified as a living creature at all.

However, now, this person, who has been recognized as "dead" in medicine and sociology, actually makes such an action as if he has been electrotreated?!

Lin Qi subconsciously took a half step back, and he didn't realize it when he touched the corpse next to him, but just looked at the frenzied twitching corpse in disbelief.

No one knows better than she what this is going on.

After all...... This thing is a "job" that has been handled by her own hands!

Bering shook his wrist and let the liquid flow on the kitchen knife and increase the infiltration area.

He thought to himself: "Although the derivative of the 'corpse man' has been predicted, it will still make people feel a lot of science fiction when they really look at it with their eyes." ”

"It's a pity, though, we have to wait until it fully awakens," Bering said, "If this corpse is cut up in advance, it will only further spread the xenomorph source of the 'corpse raiser', and the ghost knows who will carry it next and affect whom." ”

On the blade of the kitchen knife, the crystalline liquid of salt and aged vinegar flows slowly, dripping into the ground, leaving some light gray marks.

At this point, there were less than two seconds left before the Derivative officially woke up.

"Let's see."

Bering's eyes were deep: "The next ten seconds, its trajectory." ”

Consciousness sank again, thinking as if wandering in a lonely and deep ocean, and his eyes were clouded with a blue-gray haze.

In a time that seemed to stand still, the next "ten seconds" scene was once again crumpled into Bering's eyes.

His eyes flashed with a shallow soft light, and Bai Ling waved the kitchen knife casually and said softly: "Right ......"

The voice fell.

The two-second countdown was approaching, and the derivation, which was still twitching, stopped its movements in an instant.

It opened its eyes, its pupils dilated and empty, except for the gray shadows that swelled deep in the depths of the pupils, expanding and contracting like a virus, still active.

"Click."

The sound of stiffness, even more difficult than that of an aged puppet, came from the derivative, a sound of joints rubbing against each other, somewhat similar to the sharp edge of a fingernail cutting through a book cover.

"Click, click, click."

Amid the continuous sound of joint rubbing, the derivative slowly stood up, its bare and shriveled feet resting on the white cloth that had previously covered the remains.

It wasn't very tall, and it had gray spots all over its body, but the reflection of such a body was strange when it was exposed to the air.

The overhead lamp swayed slightly, and the dim light cast on the ground, reflecting some eerie atmosphere, as if distorted by something, the light became gloomy.

It's clear that the funeral home's workplace has changed. If this place was gloomy before, but it could still be called "the world", then now this place is like a "ghost".

Lin Qi took two steps back again, his heart twitching like a drum.

There is no need to describe it in words, let alone explain and explain, there is no doubt that the current situation is by no means "normal" to be able to describe!

That's what the guy said about "xenomorphs"?!

Lin Qi thought so, and his finger touched something next to the work desk.

After fumbling for a while, she realized that it seemed to be the ...... she was using for her work Scissors.

Bering didn't know that Lin Qi had finally found her "weapon" that could solve the derivation, just like the established future.

In fact, although he was a little scared like Lin Qi now, he was not so scared that he couldn't move.

On the one hand, it may be because Bering has read the description in the diary before, and he has a certain psychological preparation for this, so he doesn't feel very scared.

On the other hand, it may be because of ...... He's a corpse now.

Corpses, hearts probably don't beat.

With a sigh, Bering stood in front of the derivative.

"It's a little scary, but when I really look at it up close, that's how it feels."

As he spoke, Bering took two steps forward, stood in the "circle" he had mixed with salt and vinegar before, and said in a good time: "When mixed with this kind of thing, the derivative will lose its flexibility and perception because of the taste. This means that they will become headless flies because of these gadgets, and they will be trapped in a narrow area and scurry. ”

Just as he said, the newly awakened derivative had not had time to show its fangs to Lin Qi and Bering, and lost the ability to seek enemies because of the strong smell around them.

It could only move around in a hurry, and the sound of "click" joints echoed through the room, making it difficult to laugh.

Bering, who was standing on the edge of the circle, glanced at the derivation.

"With advance preparation, this kind of thing is easy to deal with," he thought to himself, sighing, "but this is only a derivative after all, a real alien...... It's a lot harder to deal with than this thing. ”

Thinking so, he casually waved the kitchen knife.

This action is very casual, like splashing ink and hanging a painting, so easy and simple that no one will think that such a move has any meaning.

But the next second, when the derivative collided with the kitchen knife in Bering's hand, the head and body separated.

This action was given the meaning of the name ...... "owl head".

One knife and two cuts, end to end.

In the future of ten seconds, the trajectory of the derivative has long been seen by Bering.

It is like a sharp white line placed in front of a fast-moving train, and the line is tightened when the car passes, and it is divided into two.

The "life" of the derivative body was also divided into two halves by the knife that had been placed in advance because of its hasty movements!