Mermaid Effect

Below the laboratory, the terrifying monster bounded by layers seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering.

It suddenly raised its head and looked towards the observation room, its blood-red eyes bursting with astonishing brilliance like jewels.

[Rand——]

It opened its mouth and let out a sound that only the sirens could hear.

And Rand responded to it completely instinctively.

【Munster—I am here...】

After hearing Rand's response, Munster became excited.In the transparent tube, you can clearly see that its blood has become bluer and almost black, and the dull scales on its body have begun to re-grow at this moment, the old cuticles have been peeled off, and the new scales emit It has a jewel-like luster.

It tried its best to make itself look better, but strictly speaking, it didn't have much effect. The effective substances stripped from its body made its current appearance close to that of the original species: the kind that is covered with scales and has long hair. An ugly fish with four eyes.

Well, anyway, Munster managed to ensure that his face was as beautiful as ever, and from the neck down, Rand could only see layers of scars and calluses.

Rand didn't care what it looked like now.

In fact, even Rand himself felt a little surprised. Munster is indeed not that beautiful now, but he somehow feels that he has a special intimacy with its appearance...

Of course, now is not the time to worry about this.

The real concern goes far beyond Munster's physical appearance—it's the pulse cannon on top of the lab.

The moment the impact-resistant glass shattered, the cold, inorganic white light turned red and began to flicker.The siren that rang through the entire building hovered harshly in everyone's ears.

With Rand's hearing ability, he could even clearly hear the footsteps of Poseidon's troops preparing to go on several floors below...

The pulse guns began to emit high-frequency current sounds, they rotated, and the muzzles aimed at the observation room.

But then, half of the muzzle was aimed at the other side—Munster on the ground was struggling frantically, trying to break free from the restraint.There was a distinct hum from those hoses and the silver ball pump, running at full power, diluting and breaking down Munster's blood.

After all, they are instruments specially made to make Munster out of tune, so that Munster couldn't break free under such a large struggle.Rand was simply more heartbroken.Even though his memory was vague, Rand still knew instinctively in his heart that his Munster was definitely not such a weak monster that even the damn hose couldn't get rid of it.

It's supposed to be more of a pain in the ass... more powerful...

"Boom—"

Behind Rand, the metal door of the observation room was violently blasted open.

Rand turned his head abruptly, and countless black muzzles filled his vision.

"Drop your arms, Rand Sievers!"

A stern voice growled.

Rand blinked.

"I don't have a weapon."

Rand said in a low voice. The moment the words fell, he was a little surprised to see the faces of the machine-like members of the Poseidon Special Forces turning blue.

He didn't realize that he was emitting infrasound waves.Although he doesn't have a weapon, every time he speaks will cause the visceral resonance of the humans present.

"Rand Sievers! Calm down!"

The doctor pushed through the crowd with a sallow face and walked out step by step. He tremblingly spoke to Rand.

"If you continue to attack, we will have to take measures!"

The scene that the doctor really didn't want to see actually happened. Even with the most rigorous training, the doctor can't control his hostility now.

"attack?"

Rand frowned. He turned his head and looked at Munster who was struggling with the blood pump through the cracked glass window. A red light flashed in his pupils.

"I'm not attacking, it's you, you've been hurting us."

Rand said.

When he didn't realize it himself, he collectively referred to the siren test subject, Munster, and himself as "us".

Perhaps because of the lack of memory, Rand has been somewhat vague about his past as a human being, but brand new memories filled his soul, and those memories belonging to the "monsters" became extra special because they were full of blood and pain. bright.

Rand's meekness gave deep white people the illusion that Rand Sievers could handle the emotions of those things, just like a shredder shreds unwanted documents, or a washing machine flushes the clothes Stains... They didn't think of Rand as their kind, but they forgot that this dark-haired and pale youth was not a machine.The memory fragments and mental torrents passed from the experimental body had invisibly affected Rand's soul.

Rand faced the muzzle of Poseidon and glanced at Munster again, those spherical pumps were still running.

This is not going to work, Rand thought bitterly, he has to stop it.

Then, Rand closed his eyes, and just like he did countless times before, he began to "fugue", but this time what he needed to invade was not a single individual, but... an astonishingly large number of "" group".

At the same time, on the ground floor of the Shenbai Biological Headquarters Building, a certain staff member in charge of operating the incinerator found that things were the same.

The "elevator" cable falling from the top of the building was shaking, and the silver metal boxes full of experimental garbage creatures hanging from the bottom of the cable were also shaking slightly.From behind the thick metal panel came an impossible "bang bang" sound.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Jeff, our incinerator operator, spat and frowned as he manipulated the robotic arm that moved the metal box to the "waiting area."Next door to the waiting area, a closed incinerator is burning the last batch of biowaste.

"Bang bang bang-"

The banging sound coming from the inside of the metal box grew louder.

As a rule, the laboratory must deactivate biological waste before throwing it into the incinerator. They will use poison, electric shock or other means to kill this group of unlucky and disgusting little creatures, and the incinerator It should be "corpses" not "creatures" who are responsible for disposal.But in Jeff's view, everything went wrong today. I don't know which son of a bitch actually brought the live biological waste.

When experiencing extremely high temperatures, the siren test body may also explode with explosive power that has not been shown before. They may hit the incineration box and cause the box to deform, and finally get stuck in the incinerator.It's a nightmare for low-paid and dirty incinerator workers.You must know that if the incinerator cannot be used for a day, it means that a large amount of biological waste corpses are piled up in the waiting area, and even the biological waste under the siren test will rot... the smell is simply unbearable.

Recalling the several accidents he had had, Jeff couldn't help but curse.

He donned the company-issued exoskeletons—they looked as bulky as robotic villains crawling out of a 40s sci-fi movie, with clumsy armor covering their bodies and a trail of Long power cords.Also connected to the power line is the electric fork held in Jeff's mechanical arm.Later, he had to open the opening of the incinerator, get out that damned, living biological waste experiment, then end its lingering life with an electric fork, and then throw that thing in.

Jeff has done this a few times, and he's one of those rare skilled workers in the crematorium.

"Bang bang... bang bang..."

The voice inside the metal box became louder and louder.

"Hey baby, be quiet, how about Daddy telling you to be quiet..."

Jeff let out a sickly teasing laugh, and then he operated the mechanical hand and opened the metal gate.

He should have seen countless creatures—birds, mice (this is the most numerous), dogs, monkeys…the deformed corpses of these creatures, but now, what he saw were countless red dots.

Those red dots flickered in the dark metal box, and it took Jeff a long time before he suddenly realized that those red dots were eyes.

"This fucking is..."

Jeff squirmed his lips, his back was chilled down to his hair—the whole creature in the metal box had, perhaps, come to life.

He instinctively wanted to close the metal gate, but a white "fountain" gushed out from the gate.

Countless corpses, with mucus, and wet tentacles... Those horrible test subjects that shouldn't appear in the human world rushed out crazily like they were cursed by the devil.

Even Jeff's visor was soaked in slime, something's tentacles slithering like worms across his smooth visor.

Those creatures fled around flexibly along the ground and walls, and wherever you could see, they were all wriggling figures.

Dense, overwhelming.

Jeff almost screamed. He frantically manipulated the exoskeleton in an attempt to get back to the staff area, where he could press the emergency button, and then a laser rain column would be sprayed above the waiting area. Small things cut into one-centimeter squares, titled charred corpses.

But before he took two steps, the metal skeleton made a noise like a sigh, and then remained motionless in a ridiculous posture.

Jeff was horrified to see the light on the screen flicker and then turn gray—

He twisted his body with difficulty, and everything in front of him made him tremble.

Those tiny, useless biological wastes are densely gathering on the power lines of the outer metal skeleton.Their teeth, which are much better than real rodents, are nibbling away at the casing of the power line.That cable quickly became a loose tangle of wire.

"No no no no……"

Jeff just kept repeating it like he was out of his mind.

It all feels like a nightmare.

Under his terrified gaze, the group of tiny creatures climbed up the elevator cable all the way. Their squeaking sound was very slight just now, but now it resounded throughout the burning area like a ensemble.

And half a minute later, Jeff's eyes suddenly turned into darkness.

power cut.

That bunch of bloody bio-waste gnawed through the wires, and they gnawed so thoroughly, ten seconds passed, 20 seconds passed, 30 seconds...

The backup cable was never activated.

The darkness around Jeff was like the abyss of hell.

And, when he realized it, he found that the characteristic rustling of small creatures when they crawled was also gone.There was silence around him, only the sound of his own heavy breathing.

"Snapped--"

Something sticky dripped onto the top of Jeff's head.

He tentatively touched the top of his head.

In the darkness, in the cracks of his outer metal skeleton, countless small red lights lit up.