Garden of Eden || Apocalypse Paradise #2 [Complete]

151: The Legendary Crappy Teammate

"This life-form exceeds current humans in every way."

When Nüwa's words rang out in Lin Sanjiu's mind again, Aristotle's two long left arms, with more than ten joints each, extended like two living whips. They headed rapidly toward Lin Sanjiu. Although the Neuhumes were not aggressive, their combat situational awareness was superior to many experienced posthumans. Lin Sanjiu bent forward, planning to dodge the attack, but realized that her enemy had a unique body structure. The movement would be futile against the enemy's sweeping attack.

Just when the two arms were right in front of her face, she dropped to the ground and rolled away, evading the attack. She felt a slight scrape on her scalp. The wave of air current that followed Aristotle's attack was so strong that it cut off a few locks of her hair.

'How much strength is required for that phenomenon?'

Before she could get up, another shadow slid to her side. It aimed a kick at her abdomen, but Lin Sanjiu quickly countered with both of her hands, hoping that she would turn his leg into a mushy pulp first. However, Montesquieu suddenly made a short, sharp screech. St. Peter reacted by retracting his joints. With this maneuver that no human could ever replicate, it avoided Lin Sanjiu's hand.

This was a one-against-four battle. Her opponents were intelligent, strong, and agile, but their teamwork was impeccable. After exchanging a few blows, Lin Sanjiu's left arm was already wounded. She held her arm and put some distance between them and herself in a rather unglamorous manner. This was the same scenario she saw in the pocket dimension.

Nüwa left early at the start of the fight. According to her, Lin Sanjiu only needed to prevent them from knowing how to destroy the radiation shield. "Isn't this a little too hard?" Lin Sanjiu mumbled to herself before leaping up into the air. An attack hit the spot she was standing just before. Concrete sprayed everywhere, and white smoke rose from the ground—the attack missed. Laozi, who had somehow got behind Lin Sanjiu, drew his arms back slowly.

Lin Sanjiu knew she could not win if she relied on hand-to-hand combat. She remembered there were still quite a few descriptions of pretty good abilities in her [Tape recorder]—but it was too late.

After the lightning-fast exchange of blows, Lin Sanjiu retreated backward a few times. St. Peter and Montesquieu were standing between her and her tape recorder. If she looked past their long, lanky calves, she could still pinpoint where the tape recorder was. 'It's good that they still haven't noticed that—' Just when that thought flashed through Lin Sanjiu's mind, Aristotle walked in from another direction. He looked at the metal knick-knack and gently nudged the tape recorder with his toes.

Although Nüwa had pointed out that their intelligence was comparable to that of humans, it was a fact that they did not have the same life experiences that humans had, and this was also not Earth. To these 'sages,' the tape recorder was a novel item they had never seen before.

Lin Sanjiu gulped as she could only watch as Aristotle used the hand of his left secondary arm to pick up the tape recorder. His mouth seemed to be creating some sort of low-frequency sound wave. Lin Sanjiu tried her best to listen, but she couldn't hear a thing.

On the other hand, the other three Neuhumes certainly heard him. St. Peter watched Lin Sanjiu to prevent her from attacking the others while the other creatures stuck their faces close to the tape recorder. They sniffed it and examined it from all angles, almost as if they were discussing and trying to determine what it was.

Lin Sanjiu felt her heart in her throat. If they destroyed her tape recorder, her chance of winning would effectively fall to zero. Yet, she didn't dare to snatch it from them because she feared they would immediately destroy it if her opponents knew how important it was to her.