Song Yujia has always been an alarmist person. After hearing what she said, Zhou Mochen immediately became alert: "You said."

"As long as creatures in different spaces survive, they will be less affected by the earth's environment, do you still remember this?"

"Just like the skull on your operating table is still very 'normal', I remember," Zhou Mochen said. "In this case, the skull in front of you is some kind of 'living creature'."

"It's right." Song Yujia nodded with satisfaction, "but in contrast, as long as it 'lost life' or separates from its essence, it will be quickly corroded by the earth's environment - unfortunately we have not yet understood the mechanism."

Without saying much, she pressed her hand on the remote control and paused the recording. Then, the lower right corner of the screen continued to enlarge as her fingers moved, which was a lot of fragments of bones.

"See, these broken bones should have started to corrode under normal circumstances, but now they are the same as when they are alive."

She turned to look at Zhou Mochen and stretched out her two fingers: "Now there are two speculations, one is that these broken bones are actually 'not dead'."

Seeing Zhou Mochen's face change drastically, she said again: "This is unlikely. I have arranged for people to go to the on-site experiment and a conclusion will be drawn soon."

"The second possibility is that something prevents them from being corroded."

She pressed the remote control lightly, and a full image of a soldier cleaning up the skeleton monster appeared on the screen, but the color of the image was very strange, and the whole image was colorful and seemed to have been rendered.

"This is a processed spectrum," she said, "Did you see the colors near these monsters?"

Only then did Zhou Mochen notice that the skeletons piled up by the dog-headed skeletons were covered with a layer of misty silver gray.

"If I'm right, it's this silver-gray layer that protects them, and the same is true. I need to wait for the test results."

Just as he was talking about this, a young white coat hurried in and handed her a piece of paper: "Dean."

"It's true," she glanced at it and turned to Zhou Mochen, "The result is coming out, just like I expected, the second type."

Seeing that Zhou Mochen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, she sneered: "Do you think these things are specially sent to die?"

Zhou Mochen looked confused.

She squinted her eyes, her face full of regret: "Biology all have the instinct to survive, because the environment of the earth is not suitable for the survival of creatures in different spaces. The alien creatures we discovered before were all accidentally entered the earth. Why do these "biota" keep running over to die?"

Seeing Zhou Mochen still frowned, she became impatient: "Pig! You probably know the situation in the alien space. Such a large density of alien creatures are coming. Is there a skeleton mountain piled up there? It must be organized. Is it okay to have a little brain?"

Zhou Mochen could only smile bitterly when he was scolded by the squid. In fact, this was not a very difficult thing to think of. Who told him to be bound by the thinking of "different space"? He didn't expect it.

But Mo Lingxin didn't want Zhou Mochen to be too embarrassed and said, "Aunt Song, since this is organized, what do you think they have the purpose?"

"Lingxin's words have come to light." Song Yujia immediately smiled Mo Lingxin, "If you can send so many 'cres' to death, the other party must be very strong, and of course the plan is not small..."

"He wants to test our strength!" Zhou Mochen stood up suddenly, "The powerful monster that came here for the first time must have been sent by them. Because of the frustration, it turned into a test."

"Or right!" Song Yujia suddenly lowered her eyes and said no more, "I just reminded me that it depends on you what to do."

Zhou Mochen did not notice the meaning of disagreement in Song Yujia's expression. As soon as he thought of his speculation, he could not stay there and said hurriedly: "I'll deal with it right away."

"Aunt Song, then I'll go there too. I'll see you later." Mo Lingxin hurriedly followed.

The two left the tent, and Zhou Mochen immediately summoned the new humans with combat effectiveness, with more than 40 people, and accompanied by more than 250 new soldiers, forming a team of 300 people to join the task of cleaning skeletons.

If the other party really has the intention of testing, then the strongest team should be sent up to have the chance to scare the other party.

These new humans were originally treasures of the army, but he couldn't care about the urgent matter in front of him.

The worst physique of these new humans is several times that of ordinary soldiers. They used engineer shovels to play with the skeletons as if they were playing. As soon as they took action, they immediately cleaned all the skeletons like cutting wheat, which brought the original unstable situation to control. In addition, the remaining team of more than 700 people also added in. The soldiers who had previously rotated on the axle were given plenty of rest and even took time to eat. The soldiers' fatigue was wiped out and their morale became high.

According to Zhou Mochen's estimate, if the other party was testing their strength, his current response should be enough to force the other party to respond, but in the sky, the skeletons still fell down in a constant and dense manner.

Zhou Mochen, who was nervous, was a little strange and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better to maintain this situation, and he would not be afraid when reinforcements arrived.

Perhaps I felt his relaxation, and I relaxed a lot from top to bottom, and many people even started to whisper.

At this time, it was already dark. Because there was no electricity nearby, the gasoline that was transferred before came in handy now. They lit a huge brazier nearby to make the entire area brighter.

"Come and have something to eat." Not far away, Mo Lingxin called him loudly. There were six soldiers beside her pushing a trolley full of lunch boxes.

It turned out that seeing them being so busy, Mo Lingxin simply took over the organization's logistics work. Because only soldiers and people from the institute were allowed to enter within the cordon, she ran to a fast food restaurant outside the cordon to order lunch boxes, and then arranged for people to deliver the food to the front line.

It was okay if he didn't hear Mo Lingxin calling. When Zhou Mochen heard Mo Lingxin calling, he realized that he was very hungry. He walked up to them and looked at the lunch box in the cart: "Is this little thing enough?"

"Enough, I'll forget the head. Each person can get at least two servings. According to today's consumption, I may have to deliver food for midnight snacks later. I'm ready," Mo Lingxin explained, "It's just that the trolley is not enough. I've asked the resting soldiers to send someone to collect it."

After hearing Mo Lingxin's arrangements were so thoughtful, Zhou Mochen finally felt relieved, took a lunch box and walked to the side to chew it.

By the time Zhou Mochen finished eating, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

He was wiping the oil from his mouth when he saw Jin Nanhua coming over.

As the leader of the New Human Commando, Jin Nanhua just led the way to the front line, but now his sweat has not completely dissipated.

"Old classmate, have you eaten?" he asked.

Jin Nanhua frowned and did not answer his words: "It seems that the situation is not right."
Chapter completed!