Chapter 629: Broken Leg Survival Big Seafood, Let Me Talk About Robert

The recovery speed of the tentacles that came into contact with the red liquid was comparable to a movie stunt—the kind of stunt that only takes tens of seconds for the flesh to grow from the wound to fully grown.

Luke's heart skipped a beat, looking at the big ball head shaking excitedly, he suddenly took out a glass bottle from the storage space again, and snickered in his heart: There are more delicious things here.

His hand gently tossed the glass bottle high above the big head.

While throwing out the glass bottle, he had already raised the gun in his hand, quickly adjusted his state, and aimed at the glass bottle that was about to fall, just two shots.

Boom!

A piece of yellow-green slurry was sprayed out together with the broken glass, just spilling onto the forehead of the big head.

The big head that was shaking happily suddenly stopped, and then shook frantically.

Patches of faint smoke rose from the yellow-green slurry on its head.

It was visible to the naked eye, that piece of the body sank as if being devoured by invisible ants.

Luke looked at the big monster, the corners of his mouth curled up: "I'm not the only big monster I've ever seen."

The big seafood went mad with pain, and a tentacle was slapped on his head with a backhand.

It's a pity that this is useless, the corrosive acid from the alien body can't be solved by pumping his own head.

The rifle in Luke's hand fired again, this time all shooting into the gap in the head of Big Seafood.

The screams of the big seafood were even more intense.

The acid that was originally just corroding the skin, the bullet that was shot opened up a new channel and flowed into the deeper body.

Luke made up his mind and quickly took out his special M500 revolver from the storage space.

Bang bang bang bang!

Five armor-piercing rounds fired in a row, opening up a deeper channel on the big head.

Bang bang bang bang!

Five high-explosive shells were fired in a row, and a fine explosion sounded, opening up these new channels even more.

The big octopus can't take it anymore,

The whole body began to curl up, and a dozen tentacles smashed randomly on the deck.

Luke closed the revolver, instead of retreating, he advanced, and advanced more than ten meters. Glass bottles filled with alien acid appeared in his hands one after another, and looking for a space, he threw them into the wound of his big head.

Dodging the giant tentacles that swept around frantically, Luke was like a kitten dodging nimbly in the giant's hands. He threw ten glass bottles at the big octopus's wound one after another, then backed abruptly and took out the M500 revolver again.

Bang bang bang bang!

Five high-explosive bullets shot into the wound on the head of the big octopus again and exploded.

Da Seafood's movements suddenly stopped, and then his whole body trembled.

Standing back to the original place, Luke could see that the shadow area in the wound on his head was rapidly expanding - it was the body corroded by the alien strong acid.

Da Seafood was there for several seconds as if his body had been electrocuted, and finally moved again.

This time it was not struggling, but frantically rolling back and forth on the boat.

The huge cruise ship was tossed left and right by its actions, as if it was about to capsize.

Luke was also helpless in his heart: How thick is the skin of this big seafood? The alien strong acid body fluid actually corroded this guy for almost a minute?

Sure enough, the large size is also an advantage! At least trying to kill it is far more difficult than imagined.

As Luke thought about it, the rifle in his hand took turns to go into battle again, frantically rubbing salt on the wound of the big seafood.

Thick skin? That will help you taste faster. He was furious.

More than ten seconds later, a loud bang sounded on the sea, and Luke was dumbfounded: Because... the big seafood fell into the sea.

The guy tumbled and tumbled, and finally rolled into the sea and never floated again.

Only the turbulent current swelled for a moment on the sea under the cruise, and then the movement became smaller and smaller.

Luke put his hand on his forehead: This strange big octopus can't run so smartly, can it? Is it because the brain is big, the brain capacity is also big?

At this moment, the system prompt also arrived, proving his guess.

System: Repel the attack of the mutant deep-sea monsters and complete the task of saving all the crew of the cruise ship.

The total mission experience is 52400, and the points are 52400.

The task contribution rate is 100%, the experience is 52400, and the points are 52400.

System: The experience reaches 70,000, and the level of the host character is raised to level 14.

Experience: 9280 (this is the experience gained for this level) / 90000 (this is the experience required for this level)

The remaining base points are 5.

What a surprise!

That big octopus would literally kill everyone on the cruise.

Therefore, Luke's repelling it was equivalent to saving the lives of more than a thousand tourists on board, as well as hundreds of staff members.

Judging from the number of experience points, the number of these people is likely to exceed 2,500.

Luke can only regret: the empty load rate of the Atlantic cruise is a bit high this time.

This cruise ship can accommodate 2,600 tourists with a full load, and with about 1,000 staff members, the income from experience points can be greatly increased.

Even so, gaining more than 50,000 experience points at one time is a rich harvest he has never had before.

On the other hand, the system prompt also means that the big octopus is not dead.

Perhaps after falling into the seawater, the seawater diluted the alien acid, or perhaps its skin was so thick that a dozen bottles of alien acid were not enough.

No matter how powerful the shaped acid solution is, the quantity and concentration must be discussed.

It cannot corrode the earth in a single drop, nor can it turn the entire ocean into acid in a single drop.

However, the appearance of this deep-sea monster is quite different from that of an octopus, but some behaviors are similar to those of an octopus.

For example, the huge tentacle that fell in front of Luke's eyes.

In the struggle just now, the big octopus actually broke off a tentacle and escaped. Is this the result of a sore head?

Luke pondered for a moment, glanced at the huge tentacle not far away, and returned to find Robert.

After entering the room, he smiled at Robert: "It's done, now I have to find someone to deal with the mess, and I'll use the phone."

Robert just handed over the satellite phone.

Luke dialed a number: "Hello, I'm Luke Colson, I have something here, you'd better hurry up, or someone will be the first..."

After a few minutes, he hung up the phone and saw Robert's expression inexplicably: "What's the matter?"

Robert sighed: "Rick Flagg, the director of operations for a division of the FBI, right?"

Luke snorted: "You know him?"

Robert nodded: "Wait, let me talk to him."

Luke: "...Okay. I'm going to guard on the deck. There's something there, and I can't let people touch it casually."

Robert: "Understood, you go."

Luke walked out of the room and only took a few steps, but the walkie-talkie rang: "I smell the food, it's delicious and delicious."

Luke was stunned: "What?"

"The big guy on the deck and some liquid on the ground are all delicious." The voice of a dog head continued.

Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Better than lobster and king crab?"