Mermaid Effect

United States Washington--

Shenbai Biotechnology Headquarters

D-13 floor

Non-relevant personnel are strictly prohibited from entering

secret area

"About 'Sirens', the scariest thing about them is far from being biologically strong—the real scary thing is their ability to learn..."

An overly young voice echoed in this overly spacious space.

The silver metal walls and the extremely dazzling white spotlights on the top make the light here so bright that it is almost dazzling. The temperature is very cold, and the air has a very faint smell of chemicals.

Simon sat on the suspended streamlined aluminum seat and said to the silent men in front of him.He's very thin, barely below 15.00 percent body fat, the skin stretches over his skull, his cheeks sunken.His eyelashes had fallen out from the inflammation of a previous artificial organ transplant, and pink eyelids wrapped around his eyeballs - looking like a dummy.He had completely turned into an ugly monster because of that accident, and this monster now had a cold light in its eyes.If you don't say it, no one will think that he is still a teenager... Those remaining in his body, the innocence of the boy has completely disappeared, and the only thing remaining in this body is the kindness towards that kind of boy. The bloody hatred of the monster named "Siren".

The men in front of him had a very uniform dress, a special black biological exoskeleton device, everyone was expressionless, and their eyes were as cold as machines.They have a special aura about them—the aura of murderers.

"Poseidon" special operations team.

This is a group of special forces trained and cultivated entirely by Deep White Biotechnology’s secret funding—Deep White Technology has had extensive and in-depth cooperation with the Federal Department of Veterans Affairs in the past ten years, and it generously donated a lot of deep The products produced by Bai Technology are used to help disabled soldiers return to normal life better.From simple biological prosthetics to artificial prosthetics that can replace almost 60.00% of body organs... Countless soldiers have been spared the pain of physical disabilities.And by virtue of this method, a large number of extremely outstanding soldiers, secret agents, and front-line staff of secret departments were recruited into the "Poseidon" organization.

According to official records, this is almost the top high-tech secret armed group in the world, and it is just a mutual aid group of the rehabilitation institution under Shenbai Biotechnology.

Before the North Pole incident, Simon never thought that one day he would intersect with such a secret army. However, the moment he opened his eyes from the secret ward half a month ago—the trajectory of his life changed.

Now, Simon is the chief technical support officer of the "Poseidon" special operations team-and the reason is not just because he is the only survivor of the accident.

"...'Sirens' are more terrifying than we originally thought. They have five times the number of neurons in their brains than humans, and they also have a more developed memory system than any known animal. In the 'native species' state Under the sea, they can be said to be invincible, which limits their evolution in the direction of wisdom, but now—"

Simon clicked on a projection.

That is the recording fragment of Experimental Subject 7371 who escaped before.

In the video, it looks through the transparent outer wall of the petri dish and looks at the different pictures that the researchers switch at the speed of two per second, and the whole process lasts for 10 minutes.Immediately afterwards, it arranged those pictures in front of the researchers in exactly the same order.

This almost unbelievable scene caused the members of the secret army who had no expression to show a look of surprise.

Although it was only slightly moved, it was enough.

"It just goes to show that they have a very strong memory."

Someone said indifferently.

Simon gave him a smile, heavily mocking.

"Experiment 7371 is the most capable individual in the entire 'Siren' project. Within half a year after it took shape, it could successfully solve advanced mathematics problems at the university level. The staff at the research institute at that time thought the same as you. This is a performance similar to Rain's 'conceptual thinking' rather than our 'wisdom', because it simultaneously showed an extremely brutal side in the experiment, a deep desire for meat and a pursuit of the pleasure of killing—let Its animal nature concealed its outstanding performance in intelligence. Later, some of this group of numb and unimaginative guys were killed in the research institute under the Arctic ice sea, while the other one can be said to be a failed body. The siren, the individual we call the 'Prince,' killed the rest of the idiots."

He pointed at the soldier who asked the question. He was twice his height and equipped with two high-energy pulse guns. The three blue wavy metal emblems on his collar showed that he was the middle rank of the team. leader.

"If you continue to treat them as animals in the next hunt, then I believe that you will not need that exoskeleton equipment on your body soon-I want to warn you that they are very, very, very Smart. And during the short period of time they escaped from Deep White, they have probably acquired even more terrifying evolutions. You must deal with them with the highest vigilance. Especially the experimental subject 7371, we transplanted A parasitic egg belonging to red phosphorus. Before the accident, we believed that without drug control, Experiment 7371 would soon die from the parasitic egg, and the immature parasitic egg would also die. All of our data prove this, but in fact—we all know what happened to the body. Experimental subject 7371 devoured the egg in the body and then died with a never-before-seen Escaping from the juvenile state... Before it completely metamorphoses from the juvenile state, we still have a chance to capture it. And once it completely becomes a mature body—"

Simon pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a zombie-like smile.

"Then we are likely to face a nuclear bomb-level biological weapon."

He finished speaking indifferently.

After that, no one raised any objections.

Then his watch emitted a regular blue light and a slight vibration.

It's time for his treatment.

Simon followed his current medical officer-his former work partner (and the one he thought was a fool) into the white medical cabin.

Due to the secretive nature of the arctic events, he has been receiving secret medical treatment from Deep White rather than public medical treatment since his awakening - because few people can explain how those organs in his body were shaken to pieces.

Now half of his organs are artificial, and the replacement of his heart and lungs makes him almost unaware of the problem. However, the function of the artificial kidney is still not satisfactory, so every 24 hours, he needs to undergo a simplified dialysis to maintain the normal functioning of the body.

Simon watched as the medical officer pulled a tube out of the white box-shaped treatment device, and then inserted it into the metal piston reserved on his waist.

His seat was slowly reclined, and a low hum signaled the start of the healing procedure.

"So, how are you feeling today?"

The medical officer said to him, and he flashed a service smile.

Simon raised an eyebrow.

"What do you say? I thought I wasn't going to get the life I have until I'm 60. Just ten days ago I was catheterized and now I have to work every day, chasing the kind that kills you [-] times with ease Biological weapon. If you think I will really feel that I have a good time every day?"

The medical officer's smile froze on his face, and he looked at Simon, obviously at a loss.

"Uh, it's already a miracle that you're still alive..."

"That man... that CIA," Simon interrupted, "how is he?"

The medical officer's expression became more subtle. He hesitated for a while, then put his head close to Simon's ear and whispered.

"The situation has stabilized -- that's all we know, the Pentagon people have been there with him, and I don't think those people would have even allowed us to get close to him if it weren't for the fact that we alone have the ability to stabilize him."

"That means he hasn't woken up yet..."

Simon muttered to himself.

"You care about him...why?"

"I...I just..."

Simon's voice caught in his throat, and a look of unprecedented bewilderment came to his face, as if he didn't understand why he was acting so concerned.

The medical officer seemed to want to say something, but Simon's communicator rang at this moment.

Simon pressed the white button hanging by his ear.

"I'm Simon... New orders? I'm ready to receive them." He waved his hand, and the medical officer automatically left the treatment room.With the closing of the door, the special compartment shields the entire space into a secret room, and only information of a certain special band can be transmitted to the communicator next to Simon's ear.

After dozens of seconds, Simon's eyes widened in shock.

"What? Change the primary authority to hunt down Experimental Subject 7371? No, I don't think this is a sensible enough decision... Yes, I have seen the power of the 'Prince', but that is why I absolutely cannot accept it Such an instruction: Experiment 7371 is several times more dangerous than the 'Prince', if the primary hunting authority is transferred to the 'Prince', Experiment 7371 is likely to directly evolve in which corner we hide in between hunting the 'Prince' ..."

Simon could hardly control his voice, he couldn't believe that the stupid woman on the other side of the communicator would make such a decision.

She actually asked everyone to focus on searching for the 'Prince'...

After being subjected to such a terrible attack, no one can still regard the "Siren" as an ordinary experimental object.

After Simon woke up from a deep coma, he almost rearranged all the data of the entire experiment since it started.

Even with Simon's level of genius, it is extremely difficult to fully understand the entire siren plan in such a short period of time.But this does not prevent Simon from realizing the two anomalies in the whole plan.

"Prince" also has Experimental Subject 7371.

"Prince" - it is actually fundamentally different from the traditional "Siren" - it is not so much a "Siren", as it is a human clone mixed with the "Siren" gene .He can't even maintain the stability of the "modified species" (the state where the upper body is a human and the lower body is a fish tail), most of the time, it even looks exactly the same as a human, he has a very high language learning ability, smart , handsome, likes to read, and even had a relationship with its female breeder.

If it weren't for the fact that it has to stay in the water for a long time and can change into a native state, it seems to be perfectly disguised as a human.It is precisely because of this that its attack power is not even comparable to that of ordinary 'Sirens', and its outstanding performance in intelligence has aroused the Pentagon's concerns afterwards.It was destroyed on paper, but in fact, it appeared at the bottom of a floating island laboratory in the Arctic...

Simon closed his eyes, playing back the records about "Prince" like a slide show in his mind.Although there is no evidence, Simon instinctively feels that the use it was bred for is probably not in the direction of biological weapons, but another kind that is more contrary to humanitarianism...

Experiment 7371 was another huge mistake.

The red phosphorus parasitic egg implanted in it was found in a deformed red phosphorus 14 years ago.That's a very, very rare native red phosphorus that lives in the temperate waters of the northern Pacific Ocean.

However, it has a very obvious external deformity, hypoplasia presumed to be caused by ocean pollution - insufficient cell activity to divide into living blue scales, and abnormal development of vocal cords and bones and scales.

It is so ugly and fragile that it was even mistaken for an ordinary deep-sea fish when it was first discovered.By the time Shenbai Technology got the news and rushed to the scene, it had already died from a large number of unknown cuts on its body surface.

However, the researchers were shocked to find a viable fertilized egg inside it.

A red phosphorus egg.

Shenbai has cultivated it in the laboratory for more than ten years, but has never been able to activate this extremely flawed parasitic egg, and its activity is gradually disappearing.

Under such circumstances, in order to save this possible red phosphorus, the researchers finally chose to transplant it into the brutal blue scale——Experiment 7371.

And the last thing no one thought of.Experiment 7371 devoured that egg, and now no one can confirm whether it is red phosphorus or blue scales. The only certainty is that it has become extremely dangerous because of this mutation.

"...Experimental Subject 7371 is far more dangerous than the 'Prince'! If it is left alone, it may cause an irreparable situation in the end!"

Simon took a deep breath, trying one last time to get the man to take back that ridiculous order.

"I do not care."

Caroline stood in front of a huge transparent observation window and said expressionlessly.

On the other side of the observation window, dozens of the world's top medical experts are rescuing the man on the operating table with pale faces.On the light green operating table, the man's pale flesh without a trace of blood was as lifeless as a corpse.

"I'm going to get that damn 'Prince' back when you give me back - no matter what the cost...this is an order!"

"boom--"

In front of Caroline, the doctor picked up an electric pacemaker and pressed it on Vincent's chest.

"boom--"

The man's body bounced up, and then fell heavily.

"boom--"

……

Tears flooded Caroline's cheeks unconsciously.

She watched the fuss and struggle on the other side, choked up and made another phone call.

A call she would never want to make but had to.

"...I need some people."

Her voice was as hollow as moth-eaten sawdust.

"I need you guys to keep Rand Sievers under control, and I need a medical team on call... yes, a medical team that can do organ transplants... and I need you as quickly as possible... His organs were sent to Washington..."

Caroline pressed her forehead against the cold glass, slowly slid down, and knelt on the ground.

She held the phone tremblingly in her arms, sobbing silently.