"Baby raccoons are ...... down"

Hank routinely reported to the Red Queen and the fleet above him, and jumped straight into the atmosphere of the living planet.

Single-soldier orbital parachuting is no longer the exclusive domain of Task Force 141, and has become a personal show akin to showing off skills. The higher the jump, the later the thruster opens, the more it reflects the level of the individual.

Hank didn't do that, and he never needed to prove his strength like this. Hank, the god of death, is trying to survive in death by himself, and no one survives except him.

"Good luck, maybe I need good luck."

The pilot teased and walked away, transporting the Grim Reaper was not an easy task.

'40,000 m ......'

'30,000m ......'

'20,000 meters, drop detectors, biological and chemical weapons are embedded. ’

Several miniature devices ejected from behind Hank's armor suit, either suspended at a fixed height to act as Hank's eye in the sky, or free-falling, like an insignificant speck of dust falling into the ground.

'2000m, airbrake open, buffer preheating'

The suit began to deform, and all the armor plates were exposed in maximum cross-section, slowing Hank's descent considerably, and then the pre-warmed reverse thruster provided Hank with intermittent reaction force, allowing him to fall smoothly to the ground.

"The biodetector shows that there is plenty of atmosphere around you, suitable for survival."

The Brood's technicians quickly supported Hank's actions with the environmental data they had just sensed from the probe.

Hank's armor suit fell off directly, revealing a lightweight nanosuit inside.

From behind the jewel mirror of the nanosuit observation device, Hank's puzzled eyes could be vaguely seen.

"I can see that this place is very suitable for human survival......"

In the distance, under the undulating green daisies, there is a whole continuous city, the scope of which is far beyond human imagination, extending the suburbs to the feet of Hank.

The city is a human city, which references almost every form of architecture on the planet, from the commercial buildings in the central area to the shanty towns at the foot of the mountains, from the villas on the outskirts of the city to the endless manors.

From Hank's point of view, the surface stretched out in front of his eyes, the sky was clear enough to see the light signal of the Deep Space Fleet, but the shadows under the green hills shrouded the city in an indescribable beauty.

As the night spreads into the distance, the lights light up the darkness. However, there is nothing living in the quiet city, and everything is full of dead silence.

Hank can even look through the window to see the interior of the room, which is neatly arranged with furniture used by humans, but there is no sign of use.

"Record, release two Cerberus to detect traces of life."

Two cryophores suddenly fell from Hank's side, and the cerberus in the capsule walked out with the frost on his body, wagging their tails around Hank in a circle in a flattering manner.

"Returning the brood, no life was found within five kilometers of the surroundings, ready to move towards the center of the city."

Hank's figure began to blur, and under the cover of shadows and buildings, he was the only one who could influence the fleet's actions on a lifeless planet with only dead silence.

"Hank!"

From the heart came the voice that belonged to Jill, the psychic link between the Plaka parasites. In an unfamiliar environment, any means of physical communication can be intercepted, and only the mysterious psychic power can remain secretive.

"Leviathan senses that there are signs of life in the city."

The last time the little raccoon went out and devoured the biomass of an entire planet with the Leviathan, Jill was digesting those powers in the Leviathan, and with the same biomass, the power of the Leviathan was infinitely amplified, perceiving the life that the fleet had not discovered.

The operation went so smoothly that it was as if the fleet had just detonated a spaceship in space, nothing more than fireworks of celebration.

There are many similarities to all of the hidden bases, especially in a city designed according to human architectural habits, and Hank had no trouble finding the huge space buried deep underground and wrapped in synthetic metal.

The moment he stepped into this hidden place, Hank could clearly perceive countless pairs of eyes watching and monitoring him.

The Cerberus is instantly separated from Hank, and they will be used as Hank's eyes to explore the way forward. An invisible figure has detached from Hank's side, and the condensed ghost is ready.

Hank's nanosuit activates invisibility, disappearing from the gaze of those eyes, and the more convenient condensed ghost becomes his body.

The symbiote controller brings another body, allowing Hank to act a little more daringly.

In the dark and damp environment, a pair of invisible footsteps leaped forward with frost. This may be the only drawback of the condensed matter ghost, as his near-zero body will cause him to uncontrollably freeze all the water molecules he touches.

"Wow, are you a new experiment?"

Hank manipulated the condensed specter to stop and look in the direction of the sound.

It was a raccoon, and the door number of his prison clearly stated its origin, its territory, its taxonomy, and its scientific name.

It's just that the raccoon could talk, lying on the floor of the cage covered with all kinds of excrement and debris, tilting its head to look in the direction of the footprints.

"You look a little cold."

The raccoon took a few steps into the cell, and by this moment, the cold air had spread to his side.

"Don't do that, he's just had some ordeal. Something bad tempered. ”

A docile-looking otter explains the raccoon's behavior, and the otter's forelimbs have been roughly cut off and replaced with a set of tiny humanoid limbs.

"Disassemble, reorganize, disassemble, reassemble, if you think it's an ordeal, even if you think it's an ordeal."

The raccoon's tone sounded a little low, but the rabbit on the side cheered him on and encouraged him to persevere, and a walrus, clinging to the fence, looked at the raccoon worriedly.

The metal spine behind the raccoon, the limbs of the otter, the rabbit made into a mechanical spider, the armor plates on the walrus......

Hank could tell at a glance that this was a biological test subject, and it was not uncommon for such a test subject in the brood, but no intelligent creature had ever been treated like this since Rorschach took over. Especially now that there is Animal City, animal friends are not so easy to bully.

The condensed ghost's hand swiped across the fences, and the metal fences were easily shattered like ice cubes, while Hank's voice rang out, asking, "Who is in control here?" ”

The otter asked with a puzzled expression, "What is the controller?" ”

Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Hank changed his question and said, "Who ordered the transformation of the machinery on your body?" ”

"We call him the Supreme Evolution."

"Is this the actual control zone of the Creees?"

"What are the Cree?"

"A blue-skinned humanoid."

The raccoon quietly walked over and said, "There are several blue skins around Supreme Evolution. ”

With the information he needs, Hank prepares to upload it, only to see the raccoon reach out and touch the condensed ghost.

A Cerberus suddenly ran from the side and knocked the raccoon away with all his strength.

"Rocket!"

Otters, rabbits, and walruses saw that the raccoon was injured and shouted the raccoon's name, and the walrus' eyes suddenly became bloodshot and red, and their entire bodies instantly became several times larger, and they crushed towards the hellhounds on the side of the passage.

(End of chapter)