Mermaid Effect

This is not the prince.

Raisha can determine this fact without even thinking about it.

It is absolutely impossible for the prince to have such strong feelings. He trembled and tried to hold Rand's face with his hands, but he immediately withdrew his hands after seeing the sharp black carapace forelimbs like insects with his compound eyes.

"My Rand, my brother...how dare they treat you like this...who did this to you..."

Tears rolled down from the eyes that belonged to the prince.

If Laisha and others still don't understand what happened here, Vincent can give a clear answer.

Mental regress.

When the "Prince" decided to devour Rand, Rand's frightened emotions were clearly imprinted in his thoughts, and that strong fear was transmitted to Vincent through the special telepathy between the sirens... Although There is only a very weak point, but Rand means something different to Vincent.

Rand was the cornerstone upon which his life was built.

He is everything to Vincent. If Rand leaves this world, then Vincent's life will no longer exist.

So this miracle that should not have happened in theory actually happened.

His soul was no longer fixed, and the chaotic wall surrounding Vincent shattered like ice chips, and he saw countless "rooms".

He can dwell in it if he wants to.

Those are all biochemical products with siren genes, a mouse, or biological weapons that are extremely close to real sirens... As long as Vincent is willing, he can infiltrate them through spirit, control their bodies and connect with them. down life.

Of course, in the face of Rand's fear, Vincent dismissed the other "rooms", and in an instant he locked on to the "Prince".

After the spirit regressed, Vincent saw the dying Rand as the "Prince"-tortured out of shape, suffering, and losing his mind.

After hearing Vincent's call, Rand's vision was still loose, but two tears slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes, and finally hid in the corner of his forehead.

From the roots of his hair there were so many dense strands that at first glance you would think it was broken hair, but they curled up when they came into contact with the salt in the tears.They are Rand's hair-like tentacles, but they have just begun to develop, and they are not really useful. On the contrary, even the slightest stimulation will make the overly sensitive tentacles feel uncomfortable.

Rand's mutation is unhealthy and abnormal.

Anyone can feel this, he is bleeding profusely, the wound is constantly healing, but the sharp scales are constantly cutting his flesh, the human part is repelling the siren part, The Siren's cells were devouring and polluting his healthy human flesh...

The rare balance system in Rand's body was completely destroyed, and the source was those... siren cells that were forcibly implanted into his body.Even if he just lay on Rand's body and was covered by Rand's sweet bloody smell, Vincent could clearly smell the abrupt and low-level stench in his body—exactly the same as the body he was using now.

"I will not let this lowly creature defile your body..."

Vincent fell into calmness because of his extreme rage.

He said softly to Rand, who was unconscious, and then cut Rand's body with his forelimbs.

The prince's fragments were not completely integrated into Rand as he thought. On the contrary, after cutting the flesh, it can be clearly observed that the fragments were covered by layers of purple and red intertwined tumors Living.The scene was disgusting, but Vincent didn't even bat an eye as he peeled the foreign objects out of Rand's body with astonishing delicacy.

After being thrown on the ground, cauliflower-like regenerated shoots grew on some of the fragments wrapped in tumors. They still kept their vitality, and began to wriggle on the ground like meat worms, slowly giving way along the foot of the metal bed , driven by instinct, they are still looking for hosts, such as... Rand.

Under Vincent's control, the prince's body gradually returned to a human form. He lowered his eyes to look at the disgusting fragments, stretched out his fingers and touched them lightly, and soon the fragments were secreted by him. The toxins that come out are blackened, rotten, and smell like rotten eggs.

On the other hand, after losing the external stimulant, the mutation on Rand's body immediately stagnated, and the scales and tentacles quickly shriveled and then fell off, leaving only shallow marks on his skin... However, this was only On the surface, inside his body, the transformation that had begun took longer to recover...

Vincent undid Rand's shackles and held him in his arms. The latter's eyes were closed under the effect of the drug, his brows were tightly frowned and he showed a painful expression as if trapped in a nightmare.

"boom……"

There was a very slight sound of the heel colliding with the stone suddenly.

Wen Sen turned his head. In the direction where the voice came from, a young girl stared in their direction with a pale face. On her body, Wen Sen smelled exactly the same odor as the body he used.

She was so weak, as inconspicuous as the rats and bedbugs in this sewer. Vincent had noticed her a long time ago, but he didn't show any interest in her.If he wanted to, he could beat the clumsy toy back to its corpse as easily as he crushed the hunks of meat.

After meeting the bright red eyes of the "Prince", Laisha trembled.

Then, she slowly stretched out her hand from behind——

"Let go, let go of Mr. Rand."

She has a weapon in her hand.

And her next words were——

"Who are you?!"

If the weapon in Laisha's hand was an ordinary firearm, Vincent might not even bother to use the slightest effort to deal with her.

But now the weapon in her hand is an M82A1 heavy sniper, and it is specially modified for "Poseidon" by Shenbai for the siren.They got it on the white helicopter in the previous show, but Raisha never imagined that she would need to use it one day.

Vincent looked at Laisha expressionlessly. His gaze made the girl tremble like a leaf in the wind, but she never took a step back from the beginning to the end.

"...I haven't seen your treatment in human trials."

Vincent said in a low voice.

"A semi-finished product? Oh no, a failure."

He assessed Raisha's body without giving the latter a chance to speak.Then he put Rand down and approached Laisha step by step...

Raisha backed away uncontrollably when Vincent approached, she had never been so scared, every cell supporting her life activities screamed in submission.But on the other hand, more than anyone else, she could feel that the person occupying the body of the "Prince" was a completely different person.

He doesn't have any compassion for Raisha, and unlike the "Prince", he doesn't need a subordinate subject at all.

Raisha sees her future... death through Vincent's eyes.

He wants to kill her.

This idea came to Laisha's mind very clearly.

However, a ray of bright red suddenly caught her eyes.

Vincent's movements suddenly stopped.

His steady, powerful movements began to tremble and twist, and then his eyeballs began to move irregularly in the eye sockets, and a stream of blood gushed out from his eye sockets, and then the ears...

10 minutes ago -

美国

Washington

Shenbai Biotechnology Headquarters

High-risk experimental subject jurisdiction.

"The data on the EV control terminal is abnormal. The mental wave of the target body is unstable and trembling."

"The system is restarting, the countdown starts, 10, 9, 8..."

"Failed to restart normally, turn on manual mode."

……

Under the bluish light of the cold light, the laboratory was noisy and busy late at night.Shrill warning sounds echoed in the room, and orders washed the sleepy and anxious air like a tidal wave.

Caroline sat in a wheelchair with her neck crooked and looked at the scene in front of her. In front of the researcher in white was one screen after another, with messy data icons and numerical values ​​flickering around. Worrying speed began to skyrocket.

After the previous turmoil, Wen Sen was taken to the most heavily guarded jurisdiction room in Deep White.

A round hole was drilled into his skull, and various drugs were injected directly into the cerebral cortex. Strictly speaking, he will spend the rest of his short life in a severe coma close to a vegetative state, without any possibility of doing anything. bodily reaction.But just a few minutes ago, the researchers were horrified to find that he had woken up and began to struggle frantically.

At the same time, the value of his mental fluctuations displayed on the monitor also began to rise rapidly at an extremely abnormal frequency...

"Its mental fluctuation value is about to reach the critical value, Ms. Caroline."

A researcher rushed over, his voice high and urgent.

Caroline looked at him with a slanted gaze, motioning for him to continue.

"...This is a miracle. The mental fluctuation value of the target has surpassed the limit that our tools can observe so far. If it is allowed to continue to develop its own brain, it is likely to become a black box. Over the years, the siren The plan has finally touched the edge of the goal... Now, we injected it with drugs to keep its body stable, and released microcurrents to allow it to continue this improvement..."

Caroline raised her eyebrows at the word "blackboxing."

"You mean it's going to be a controller?"

"Strictly speaking, it will become a switch for us to control all siren-style biological weapons. We can inject a mission launcher into Vincent's skull, and its mental fluctuations can control all downstream biological experiments. Our current The problem will be completely solved, and you will no longer have to worry about how to control a single weapon..."

"stop."

Caroline suddenly interrupted the other party roughly.

"what?"

The researcher cast a surprised look at Caroline, as if sitting in front of him was a village fisherman rather than a laboratory leader.

"Stop! How many times do I have to say that?!"

A hoarse, witch-like scream leaked from Caroline's throat, but her request was too outrageous for anyone to actually do it.

An experimental subject whose mental fluctuation value can soar to such a degree has never appeared in the experiments in the past few decades. Basic people know that once this opportunity is missed, there is a high probability that they will never meet a second one.

After seeing the stunned laboratory members, Caroline manipulated the wheelchair to the test bench like a furious lion, trying to shut down the system.

"Ms. Caroline..."

"Do not……"

All of a sudden, the entire laboratory fell into chaos, and several experimenters held up Caroline's attempt to stop her crazy behavior.But the latter completely lost his mind as if he had gone crazy.

"I tell you to stop! Vincent is my product! Anderson promised me! Stop..."

"Are you worried that Vincent will be handed over to the Ministry of Defense after being black-boxed and out of your control?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in her ear—Simon suddenly appeared in front of her. After getting the news here, he was urgently summoned back to Shenbai, and the moment he opened the door, he was Seeing this is like a scene from an absurd drama.

After his voice fell, Caroline's movements stopped suddenly.

She turned her head to stare at Simon.

Simon shrugged his shoulders: "If I were you, I would carefully consider my own thoughts, Caroline, do you think Anderson would allow him to lose such a good experimental subject..."

As he spoke, he came to the console.

Apparently, his eloquence attracted almost everyone's attention, and no one noticed his small movements—his left hand was under the cover of his body, and he lightly pressed a row of buttons on the control surface, and entered an instruction.

"I've never been afraid of that son of a bitch Anderson, give me back my Vinson! Since he promised me total control over him, he should fulfill his promise—"

Caroline yelled at Simon from the gap in the crowd with a distorted face.

Yet she was not finished.

The entire laboratory was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The power here was artificially cut off——

And in the darkness, a shrill scream was particularly ear-piercing.

That was shouted from the other side of the glass curtain wall, the experimental subject who used to be named "Vinson".