Chapter 137: A Certain Female Live Streamer Pregnant Out of Wedlock

The interior of the spaceship was somewhat quiet.

Two volunteers moved one after the other, crouching, walking cautiously toward Liang Xiaoyu's direction while keeping a wary eye on their surroundings.

Just halfway through, one of the volunteers suddenly stopped.

He felt as though something had landed on his head and instinctively reached up to grab it.

"What is this?" Frowning at the sticky liquid in his hand, he couldn't help but look up.

A massive head loomed directly above him, staring right into his eyes.

"Alien Queen!" the volunteer cried out in alarm.

Before he could speak again, the other volunteer spun his rifle around, aiming it straight at the Alien Queen above.

Gunshots rang out instantly.

A burst of squeaking noises suddenly echoed from the entrance.

Over a dozen more Xenomorphs rushed inside.

The lingering palpitations in Liang Xiaoyu's chest had just faded when she saw the wave of Xenomorphs pouring continuously into the cabin.

Her eyes widened, and she almost forgot to breathe.

A sudden, sharp pain flared in her chest.

She lowered her head with difficulty, then watched helplessly as fresh blood seeped through her left breast, staining her clothes red.

The agony forced an uncontrollable, piercing scream from her lips.

By this time, she fully understood what was happening.

She wanted to beg the two men to shoot and put her out of her misery, but she couldn't make a sound.

Crack!

Her chest burst open.

A hideous creature crawled out from within.

Overwhelmed by pain, Liang Xiaoyu passed out.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the park.

Wolverine Logan was leaning against the bulkhead, chewing on a cigar.

Catching sight of her, Logan gave a strange, crooked smile before looking away.

The others reappeared one after another shortly after.

Upon materializing, everyone wore a dazed expression for a moment, which quickly turned into the relief of having survived a close brush with death.

After a brief silence, the group began chattering noisily.

"I was too careless! Those Xenomorphs play dirty, pretending to play dead just to launch a sneak attack!"

"Did you guys see that? I used a sweeping low kick that completely baffled that Xenomorph!"

"Of course we didn't see it, but I definitely saw a facehugger latch onto your mug, haha."

"Don't even mention it, I actually got face-raped by a facehugger, so gross!"

"Blech!"

"That Alien Queen just stayed up top the whole time, laying eggs with her backside facing down."

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Liang Xiaoyu listened silently to the chatter while casting her gaze around.

Frowning, she asked, "Why isn't Dragon Girl out yet?"

Just as doubt crossed her mind, a glowing screen suddenly materialized before her eyes.

The screen was small, occupying just her field of vision.

Glancing over it, she saw a notification stating that the challenge had ended, along with the scores of all participants.

Her score ranked third from the bottom, with a total of twelve points.

To the side was an option that read [Click to view more].

After reading through the details, Liang Xiaoyu grew a bit confused.

She had survived for a total of a hundred and twenty minutes, killed zero Xenomorphs, and finished with a composite score of twelve, ranking fifth.

Yet, why was there no sign of Little Dragon Girl?

"Logan, have you seen Little Dragon Girl?" she stepped forward and asked.

Logan pointed into the distance. "She came out ages ago."

"Came out?" Liang Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"She chose to quit on her own," Logan replied calmly.

"Why was she allowed to quit while I couldn't?" Liang Xiaoyu felt it was deeply unfair.

"Park employees don't participate in the rankings. Why wouldn't she be able to come out?" Logan shot her a strange look.

"That disloyal wretch!" Liang Xiaoyu grew rather angry.

Clearly, the other girl had egged her on to join, and when she got snatched by the Xenomorphs, not only did Little Dragon Girl fail to rescue her, but she had fled instead.

Fair-weather friends!

The livestream had cut off the moment she emerged.

Pulling out her phone, she intended to cross-examine Little Dragon Girl.

However, the moment she unlocked it, a barrage of WeChat notifications began buzzing incessantly.

A sudden, intensely ominous premonition washed over Liang Xiaoyu.

She tapped open the latest message.

It was from her mom.

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By the time Liang Xiaoyu finished looking, her face had turned a shade of sickly green.

These photos clearly captured everything—from the facehugger attacking her, wriggling across her face, all the way to bursting out of her chest.

She instinctively covered her face with both hands.

She had lost all face!

Taking a deep breath, she checked messages sent by a few others, and they were all identical.

Casually, she opened a news app.

The top headlines were all variations of: [Fantasy Park Alien Spaceship Now Open!], [Shocking: A Certain Female Streamer Pregnant Before Marriage, Gives Birth to Bizarre Creature!]...

Without exception, screenshots of her being attacked by the facehugger or having the creature burst from her chest had been captured from every possible angle and plastered across the front pages of major websites.

Her gaze went blank.

Suddenly, a wave of understanding washed over her.

No wonder she had experienced such a bizarre dream earlier.

Just as she was about to call Little Dragon Girl to demand an explanation for such untrustworthy behavior, she sensed several gazes fixed on her.

Turning her head, she saw those same volunteers staring straight at her, with one guy even pulling out his phone to take a sneak photo.

Catching her glare, everyone quickly averted their eyes, pretending nothing was wrong as they casually discussed their experiences inside the alien spaceship.

She saw it clearly—that big-headed girl's lips were curled upward in the most punchable smirk imaginable.

A wave of suffocating frustration washed over Liang Xiaoyu.

She had watched that very same girl get attacked by a facehugger, so what business did she have laughing at her now?

Didn't they share the same miserable fate?

Zero empathy!

Huffing indignantly, she turned her head away, determined to settle scores with Little Dragon Girl first.

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Seven days later.

Qiao Mian sat cross-legged on the sofa, playing a video game out of sheer boredom.

The park had been exceptionally peaceful over the past few days.

Tourists still lacked ambition; only once every day or two would someone successfully earn the chance to purchase mutant X-genes.

However, the mutant genes acquired recently were mostly level two or three, creating a steady, continuous stream of revenue for the Scripture Pavilion instead.

Tickets to the Alien spaceship cost only one million, equivalent to a mere one hundred game coins. Therefore, even though it had become a new hotspot for check-ins, its income contribution remained limited.

His earnings had largely stabilized, averaging nearly two million game coins entering his account daily.

Just as he was thoroughly enjoying a slaughter in his game, Number Zero suddenly materialized.

"Mr. Qiao, everyone has arrived and is waiting for you," it stated coldly.

"Alright." Qiao Mian stood up, keeping his grip firmly on his phone.

Moments later, he arrived at the first-floor conference room.

Compared to the previous meeting, this conference room featured numerous new decorations.

Near the back row sat many Transformer models and wax figures of other employees.

Even several of the fierce beasts had life-sized wax figures placed there, incredibly lifelike and vivid.

These had been gifts from the Rabbit Country government.

With Qiao Mian's and the employees' consent, they had established a wax museum just outside the park, creating duplicate sets of life-sized wax figures for all characters. Little Dragon Girl had arranged for a set to be delivered and displayed right here.

Additionally, miniature models of various dinosaurs and spaceships lined the display shelves on both sides of the conference room.

There was also a wall of honor, currently completely blank.

The seating had been widened slightly to ensure everyone could sit more comfortably.

A variety of flowers and plants unique to the park were arranged throughout the room, infusing the conference space with a touch of vitality.

A faint, pleasant fragrance drifted through the air.

Qiao Mian glanced around the room and nodded toward Little Dragon Girl, who sat at the very front.

She had arranged the venue for this all-employee meeting, and it turned out far better than Qiao Mian had anticipated.

Every employee, including the beasts, sat up straight with proper posture, looking toward Qiao Mian.

Standing at the podium, Qiao Mian still clutched his phone.

He was about to wipe out the opposing base and refused to give it up just yet.

Absolute silence filled the hall, with everyone quietly watching him.

Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang, and the others exchanged thoughts through subtle glances.

"What is Mr. Qiao doing?"

"Working?"

"He really is so diligent."

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