Facing these three glib, insolent youths, Zheng Zha completely ignored them and spoke loudly, "Everyone please quiet down. We will explain the specifics shortly. For now, let Chu Xuan tell us about the details of the horror film Alien."

Chu Xuan had been carefully observing Zheng Zha and the other three, while also taking in the people sitting on the ground and the surrounding environment. Upon hearing this, he nodded and said calmly, "Next, the crew of the commercial spaceship naturally intended to eliminate the Xenomorphs. They didn't have many weapons; the one that left the deepest impression on me was the flamethrower. Of course, based on my calculations, a high-temperature, close-range weapon like that would have almost zero lethality against a Xenomorph with its super-high speed and incredibly durable carapace... but it could tear you apart in an instant at close range..." The three youths seemed startled by Zheng Zha's tone earlier. When they saw Chu Xuan and the others ignore them and continue talking, they became enraged and roared. The youth with bronze rings all over his face yelled at Zheng Zha, "Damn it, who the hell do you think you are? Dare to order us around? I definitely know you. I know where you live. Believe it or not, I'll bring people over to hack your whole family!" These were clearly street thugs, spewing threats about slaughtering entire families at the drop of a hat, and they seemed to act as intelligence operatives, knowing everyone and where everyone lived. Before Zheng Zha could speak, Zhang Jie had already pulled out his Desert Eagle with a cold sneer. He pointed it at the youth with the bronze rings and said, "Shut up. This is the most crucial time for gathering intelligence. Don't make me lose my temper."

The three youths and the few people around them immediately panicked upon seeing the handgun. The bystanders quickly moved aside, instantly creating an open space around the three youths. The three exchanged glances, then burst into laughter. The youth with the bronze rings even pulled out a handgun from his own clothing, saying as he did so, "Which gang are you from? Damn it, if you're going to buy fakes, at least buy a Type 54! A Desert Eagle? That's hilarious, man. You think just anyone can get a real Desert Eagle? It’s obviously fake..." The instant he drew his weapon, Zhang Jie pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation. With a deafening report, the youth's entire gun-wielding arm was shattered. The power of the Desert Eagle was immense; after striking the arm, the massive force ripped it apart. By the time everyone snapped back to reality, the youth’s entire arm had been blasted into two pieces by the bullet.

The youth was stunned for a moment, seemingly attempting to shake his arm in disbelief. When the searing pain shot through his nerves to his brain, he finally let out a frantic wail. He and the two youths beside him immediately collapsed to their knees. They finally understood that the Desert Eagle in Zhang Jie's hand was not a fake. This realization scared them so badly that they soiled themselves, and the three completely lost their earlier arrogance.

The people surrounding the injured youth screamed loudly, but Zheng Zha noticed several individuals remained remarkably composed, merely watching him and the four of them in silence. Zheng Zha nodded inwardly, thinking to himself that the quality of these newcomers this time was quite good; at least these few possessed sufficient composure.

Li Xiaoyi nimbly ran over and picked up the blood-soaked handgun. He fiddled with it briefly and said, "Brother Zhang, this is a fake, not the real thing."

Zhang Jie nodded, slipping the Desert Eagle back into his inner pocket. He stated flatly, "Get him some spray for the bleeding, and then just bandage it up... Also, every newcomer, listen up: don't point a gun at me. It makes me nervous! I might do something impulsive out of tension!" Zheng Zha glanced back twice, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket, and offered one to Chu Xuan, "Not scared? That was a real gun."

Chu Xuan pushed the cigarette away and smiled, "I don't smoke; it kills my brain cells. How about it? Shall I continue explaining the plot details of Alien?" Zheng Zha smiled, lit his own cigarette, and replied, "Then I'll trouble you."

"The horror of the Xenomorph exceeded everyone's imagination. The crew of the commercial spaceship dwindled. At this point, a major BUG—a plot inconsistency—appeared in this horror film. The sequence in the movie involved the protagonists discovering that one of them was a synthetic, a robot sent by the government to monitor them. The robot’s mission was to bring the Xenomorph back to Earth for the government, and it could sacrifice the lives of the spaceship crew if necessary."

"This is the BUG I mentioned. According to what the robot said in the film, the government already knew about the Xenomorphs before the commercial ship reached the alien ruins. The government intended to sacrifice the crew members to retrieve a live Xenomorph. But is this plausible? The government wouldn't send scientists or soldiers to retrieve the Xenomorph; instead, they sent a single robot to infiltrate the crew. Furthermore, this robot wasn't even the leader of the crew. In other words, the crew had a high chance of not bringing back the Xenomorph—they just needed to look around the ruins and return. Is the government then relying on a mere 'possibility' to obtain the alien? That's impossible. No government would make such an idiotic move—abandoning an army that strictly follows orders in favor of a merchant convoy that might or might not bring back the prize. Absolutely impossible!" Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses as he finished this point and continued, "Let me give a small analogy: If a country knew there was a nuclear bomb buried in its own desert, would that country send its army to strictly monitor and retrieve it, or would it place a single soldier within a merchant group and rely on luck for them to stumble upon the bomb while passing through? Clearly, the director who filmed Alien couldn't justify this, which resulted in such an obvious plot hole."

Zheng Zha, Zhang Jie, and the third exchanged glances. They finally understood why the "Main God" had added so many newcomers: because the horror film Alien contained a plot BUG, the "Main God" must have increased its difficulty, perhaps even completely rewriting the plot. Their greatest advantage—foreknowledge of the story—had vanished. For the rest of the time, they would have no way to predict the plot's direction in advance.

Chu Xuan watched the expressions of the four closely and continued, "Afterward, the remaining crew members planned to blow up the spaceship and escape in the cosmic escape pod. However, two more people were killed during the escape attempt. At this point, only the protagonist remained from the entire crew. She finally managed to escape successfully into the escape pod, and the Xenomorph followed her in. The protagonist discovered the alien, put on a spacesuit, and then opened the escape pod door. Immediately, due to the vacuum of space, the air inside rushed out rapidly, and the resulting suction dragged the Xenomorph out as well. Only then did the protagonist survive; she was the only one of the entire crew to make it out alive."

"I have finished the plot summary. Can the four of you tell me something now? For instance, where exactly are we? If my guess is correct... this is that very same commercial spaceship that contained the Xenomorphs, isn't it?"