In space, everything is normal, and the old-looking antique ship is moving at a fast speed against a very science fiction jet.

Inside the spaceship, all the seafood head sailors who had no status stayed in the lowest lounge, constantly wiping their weapons. Because of entering the science fiction plane, David Jones's group of illiterate men changed new equipment one after another. They put on nano armor and gained defense; raised their energy weapons and gained attack power; got the unlimited supply of Red Star Erguotou and gained real courage. In addition, coupled with the semi-undead seafood body that basically won't die, they became high-quality immortal cannon fodder who never feared and bravely moved forward.

If you have the opportunity to return to the "Caribbean Pirates" plane and pick out any person from them, you can unify the earth and dominate it. Captain Jones is very pleased with such a team.

As for the elite black-clothed universe divine men, they stayed in their room and made final preparations for the upcoming mission. At this time, the black cat spirit and the white cat squad leader were in the bathroom, rubbing each other's backs in a ecstatic way, and then rubbing the wrong place as they rubbed. Then, they went on a mistake in a mess...

As the main attacker, Tiga Aotuman was tidying up his tights in the room. Looking at the thousands of sets of different styles of Futuman combat suits in the space suitcase, Tiga scratched his head in a tangled way. Which combat suit to choose to fully demonstrate his style and charm, and completely impress the evil monsters that are hostile to him, and let them fall under their tights?

"Oh. It's really not easy to be an excellent Aotuman!" The narcissistic Aotuman touched himself in the mirror while moaning shamelessly.

In Vegeta's room, the dwarf Saiyan adjusted the gravity to a thousand times that of the earth. Then he stared at a pair of cataract-like eyes, and relied on his best power to hit a Titan steel doll, constantly making the newly learned Baguazhang.

"Ahhhh, roll your eyes, open! Gossip, 6,400 palms!" The sick Saiyan beat the steel doll into pieces. Then he took out a new doll with dissatisfaction and started a new round of self-abuse training.

In Conan's room, a figure that kept wriggling was shaking beside the monk of the Death Elementary School and said in a perverted neutral voice: "Dear little master, I'm ready for the scroll you want. Now, my chakra has been used completely. Come and replenish the demons!"

"Get out! Are all the corpses used up?" asked the elementary school monk holding a handheld hand and sitting cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression.

"Of course! Hurry up, I'm so empty, lonely, and cold, I want to replenish my devils!" The black shadow lay on the elementary school monk and licked his face. Then begged.

"Being contented, more importantly, you must learn to be grateful! You lick me and I will tolerate it. After all, you need to repair the demons, but if you go further, I will destroy you~! Namo Amitabha, I have violated the precept of anger again!" The primary school monk recited. Then, with gratitude, he devoted himself to the game in his hands and stopped talking.

In the room of the wizard Harry Potter, the young man in glasses was checking his equipment over and over again: a pair of eyes, a staff, a broom, a soft armor, a robe, a dagger, and a Sailor Moon key chain. After carefully checking these items, he began to check the second time... The wizard was always patient.

As a medical staff member, Tsunade is hiding in the bedroom, placing various potions for various purposes. Equipment maintenance staff Mario is watching the special video tape of the AV Islands without doing anything, eating the 'mushroom' picked from her hometown. Jerry is sleeping...

As for the pride of the Celestial Empire, the purely original Iron Man was watching the animation of the Train Man in the bedroom and trying to understand one or two of his own "original" ultimate moves.

"Damn it, it's so difficult to do something. Let's see if there are any simpler movements that are more suitable for me to imitate? No, they are more suitable for me to learn from!"

...

Just as the spaceship River Crab was flying, a giant disc-shaped flying saucer was slowly sailing towards the "Flying Henan Man". When the distance between the two sides was less than xxx kilometers, David Jones finally couldn't help but send a signal first to ask the other party what they were going to do?

"Ma! How could I meet aliens in this place? What exactly do those idiots do for food? Didn't they say there are no intelligent creatures around the solar system? Why did I just meet a batch?" David Jones complained, squirting.

"Do you think the failure of the previous few missions will be related to these aliens?" asked the tentacle monster who accompanied Brother Octopus to relieve his boredom.

"No, the equipment of these guys seems advanced, but they can only deal with the current natives of the earth. Our fanatic technology has outperformed them on eighteen streets, not to mention, this spacecraft does not look like a combat model, it should have other uses." Captain Jones, who is very knowledgeable about space technology, touched the tentacles on his chin and analyzed.

"Oh? After you said this, I also think this ship is strange. It's really strange that it doesn't even have a cannon!" Ashes agreed.

"Huh? What's wrong with the opposite side? Why don't you reply yet! Are they provoking the majesty of this captain?" David Jones sent another signal to ask what the other party was going to do? Even if you want to rob, you can say a word. It's so silently blocking the way, what are you going to do!

"Hey, Brother Octopus, I suddenly feel that this ship looks so familiar! They shouldn't appear in this world!" Looking at the image of the subject's flying saucer, Ash suddenly screamed.

"Oh? You have discovered something, say it quickly."

"Have you watched "The Ninth Zone"? Do you think this spaceship is very similar to those mining ships of the Shrimp-Headed Stars? Do you think it was the group of Shrimp-Headed Stars who traveled through time?" Ashes guessed.

"That's right! The system data shows that this ship is indeed a mining ship of the Shrimp Head Star Man. I'll tell you why there are no aliens in the world of "Alien"? It seems that there must have been an abnormal change in this world that we cannot understand, and the plot of the entire plane has changed!" David Jones said.

Hearing this, Ash suddenly remembered the crappy space crack. Could this group of shrimp-headed star people have emerged from the space crack in the ruins? I heard that the ruins are a place that specializes in virus research. Will there be an alien version of the Resident Evil scene next?

"How about it? Do you want to go over and do some money? These shrimp-headed men have not replied after so long. I guess they are as crazy as they were in the movie. Let's kill them now and take their navigation records. Maybe we can find something from it?" Ashes suggested with malicious intentions. If all their teammates are killed now, the gains from the ruins will be all their own.

"It makes sense, how can my subordinates resist these shrimp heads? First mate, go and take a group of brothers to the opposite side to see if you can find something good?" Brother Octopus called his younger brother and gave some advice, while waiting for the good news of his subordinates' victory return.

Half an hour later, the illiterate sailors who were cursed by the Sea God had half an immortal body, plus a high-tech equipment, did not return. It was not until this time that David Jones realized that the rhythm seemed to be a little wrong, and something bad seemed to appear.

"Is it really a Resident Evil?" Alice whispered beside the Ashes.

"It's possible." The tentacle monster nodded.

"First mate, go. Please come here." David Jones said to the first mate who was excited about getting another chance to play.

"Yes, yes, yes~!" The first mate ran out with a happy face. When he came back a while, he would have the third chance to appear in front of readers. This news is so exciting! As long as he works hard, he also has the opportunity to be favored by the author. As long as he works hard, he will be able to become the protagonist one day!

The first mate of Piaopiao Yuxian ran to the room where Vegeta was in happily. He was excited and ignored the younger brother who was guarding the door of the room, opened the door and stepped into the room. At this time, the younger brother who was full of mouth opened his mouth, ready to stop his first mate.

"Shut up! I don't need you, a slag, to point fingers in my work?" The first mate blocked the minion's mouth and walked into the door with a friendly expression. He hoped to invite Vegeta in the shortest time to prove his ability, gain the author's appreciation as soon as possible, and gain an important role.

So... with a "bang" sound, the first mate who was holding the protagonist's dream was crushed into flesh mud by a thousand times the gravity of the earth. Even if he had a cursed immortal body, he was still dead and had no chance of resurrection.

"Is it swollen? Didn't you say you shouldn't come in casually?" Vegeta, who had taken a towel to wipe his sweat, looked at the tomato sauce on the ground unhappy and complained.

"Sir, the first mate seems to have something to look for you, so before I could listen to the villain's advice, I rushed in with a look of excitement." said the minion standing outside the door.

"Is that so? This guy is actually the first mate. It seems that it is really important." After learning about the real identity of the Meat Noir, Vegeta didn't say anything more and flew directly to the cab.

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In the cab, Brother Octopus talked about the situation and continued: "I heard that Benedict has a very good martial arts skills for a long time, so I hope to join forces with you. You take my men to the flying saucer opposite to explore. As for the benefits you get, how about the two square meters?"

"Where are me? What about me? What about my benefits?" I was determined to pull my teammates into the ashes of the flying saucer opposite, and kept shaking my tentacles to angrily refresh my presence, and signaled that Brother Octopus should not forget to give his distant relatives the benefits.

If he did nothing, David Jones would make him doubt himself. Since that's the case, he would pretend to be more vulgar! So the ashes shook his tentacles even more.

"In this way, as long as you don't tell this, we will make you half the benefit." Brother Octopus successfully blocked Ashes' mouth.

"Tsk, you want benefits if you don't give a point. That half of it will deduct from you. I will take 50% of the harvest!" Vegeta despised the ashes, then turned to look at David Jones.

"No problem, I account for 45% of the time, that's it! I'll send the most elite subordinates to assist you!" Captain Octopus said.

"Wait, it's better to leave it to professionals for a job of spying on the enemy." A yellow-skinned mouse wearing a bow tie was leaning against the corner of the wall with a glass of red wine, constantly shaking his wine glass, and sniffing it from time to time.

"Jerry Singson, why are you here?" Captain Octopus looked at the little mouse on the ground in surprise. He turned the entire spacecraft into his own domain, but he did not notice that the mouse existed in any way.

"I smelled the benefits, so I came." Mouse replied with great pretending to be b.

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After half a day of discussion, Vegeta and Jerry led David Jones' elite men to explore the unknown shrimp headed star man flying saucer. As for the harvest, each person was divided into 33%. Alice and her pets, as an insider, could receive a 0.1 hush fee.

In this way, Vegeta and others stepped onto the mysterious shrimp-headed star flying saucer... An hour later, Vegeta, with a fresh wound on his face, and Jerry, who was not tidy, successfully brought back a data disk.

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Resurrection! We are the man who returned from the brick field alive!
Chapter completed!