I have no pheromones, you smelled wrong

Lin Xu brought out two notebooks from Yan Yuan's room. The covers of these two notebooks felt like some kind of polyester fiber, which faded with time, but the whole was in good condition.In addition to the one he flipped through before, Lin Xu opened the other one, and found that the handwriting inside was preserved more vividly.

There are subtle traces of infestation around the edges of the writing, which was written with a pen, possibly carbon ink, to keep the writing from fading.

The content of this notebook is very important to Yan Yuan.

But Lin Xu carefully flipped through the yellow and brittle paper. Yan Yuan's handwriting in this notebook was still illegible, and there were many complicated hand-painted patterns with markings.

This is probably the draft book that Yan Yuan used to think about designing something. For him, as long as he can understand the content in it, it is enough.

The sketches in the notebook look like countless hexagons with tentacles, and the hexagons are connected by more tentacles. Yan Yuan left many complicated calculation formulas in the corners, which were repeatedly daubed and modified by him. , but finally came to the answer.

"These patterns look like synapses." Heinrich said next to Lin Xu, "We can hand it over to Zhou Pingbo for analysis later."

Synapse?Is Yan Yuan studying the brain?

Lin Xu only remembered that Yan Yuan, as the assistant to the chief physician, had a wealth of knowledge in mutant gene experiments.However, Lin Xu himself didn't know much about biology, so he could only follow Heinrich's suggestion and hand over the notebook to Zhou Pingbo for analysis after he went out.

He opened another notebook that he had flipped through before, and after quickly flipping through it, he confirmed that each paragraph of text was marked with a date, which should be a diary.

Lin Xu squinted his eyes to carefully distinguish the year mark at the beginning of the diary: "2087...March 3."

Turn to the end, "April 2089, 4."

"Is this the chronology of the ancient earth?" Heinrich immediately responded.

"Yes." Lin Xu said, "Around the middle of this century, a global nuclear war broke out on the earth, followed by the end times caused by biological mutations. I left the earth in June 2067. At that time, there were still human survivors in the Eastern Region. Old base under use lake."

Heinrich pursed his lips, took out the portrait he found in the safe from his backpack, and handed it to Lin Xu, "The owner of the notebook, he has seen you."

"Well, I know him too."

Lin Xu took it, and the signature in the lower right corner of the drawing paper was also Yan Yuan.

But the content of the painting really surprised Lin Xu. He remembered that Yan Yuan seemed to be able to draw, which was mainly reflected in his lifelike hand-painted records of mutant creatures.

But why did Yan Yuan paint himself?

He also painted different perspectives, and the emphasis on details even overwhelmed the principle of combining virtual and real in painting creation, and the expressions and gestures are fully displayed.

Lin Xu in the painting is wearing the uniform of the civilian staff of the base, and his figure is thinner than after he received the transformation, which is closer to Lin Xu's previous appearance.

Yan Yuan was born and raised in the base and spent his childhood and youth. He may have met Chief Lin Xulin from afar, but before the transformation began, the two had no face-to-face intersection.

But this is Lin Xu's fascinated feeling. On closer inspection, the person in the painting is only wearing a civilian uniform, and his face is much younger than Lin Xu's at that time, more like the state after genetic modification.

This is not a realistic painting.

"His name is Yan Yuan, and he is a doctor." Lin Xu frowned because of doubt and scrutiny, "I used to be in charge of my genetic modification work with another doctor. I said I was human because I was born as a human being." Humans, but later received deep-sea mutation genetic modification to grow fish tails.

"The last thing Yan Yuan wrote down was: 'Only...there are three of us left. Tomorrow morning...go to bed without breakfast, and leave on an empty stomach.'"

Yan Yuan's handwriting made it difficult for Lin Xu to decipher. He had to try his best to guess his continuous strokes and omitted strokes, and the translation was a bit stuck.

"On an empty stomach... entered the training cabin on an empty stomach?" Heinrich said, "They entered on their own initiative."

Lin Xu nodded seriously, "I need to look at those documents again."

Heinrich handed over the part of the document bag that belonged to Yan Yuan to Lin Xu. The openings of these kraft paper bags were all sealed with a sealing strip, and the box on the sealing strip said "Do not open" in black and white.

Lin Xu used a knife to cut open the crease on the top of the paper bag without breaking the sealing strip, and gently took out the paper from the bag.

There was an extremely thick stack of papers in this bag, which were carefully bound. The big words on the cover caught Lin Xu's attention in an instant: "Zombie Genetic Transformation Project".

The old base also had a similar plan. Just by looking at the name Lin Xu, one can infer that the purpose of this project is to transfer the gene that maintains the immortality of zombies into the human gene chain, or, by encoding a segment of unidentified characters in the human gene chain. The harmful zombie gene makes the zombie unable to recognize this kind of human being, thus avoiding the zombie's active attack.

But such experiments have never been successful.

The only case that can be referred to is Lin Xu who was incompletely infected by the zombie virus in a natural state and acquired some zombified characteristics.

He read the name of the cover to Heinrich, but after he started flipping through the contents, Lin Xu gradually became silent due to the complicated charts and huge amount of text inside, and devoted himself completely to reading until he turned to the last page of the document.

A faded red stamp was mercilessly slapped on this planning and experiment report that countless people painstakingly put together.

"fail."

"The plan is terminated. Signatory: Yan Yuan, the person in charge of the Xindong Region base." Lin Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint feeling, "He has been the person in charge for so many years..."

But suddenly, the pale corpse in the training cabin of the base appeared before his eyes again.

Lin Xu closed his eyes, put away his wandering thoughts, and continued to tear down a document, "The deep-sea gene transplantation plan...the experiment was leaked, the plan is suspended, and the signatory: Yan Yuan, the person in charge of the Xindong Regional Base."

Heinrich: "They're repeating the experiments they did on you?"

"I was the first experimental subject back then, and the chief physician was not sure whether the gene transplantation technology could be realized, but at that time my own mutation showed the characteristics of gene fusion, so we decided to take a risk."

"you succeeded."

"Well, I succeeded. Later, the old base wanted to replicate this kind of success, but the genes of normal adult test subjects could not be modified, and all attempts ended in failure. It is written in this document...the test subjects they selected They are also ordinary volunteers, and I don’t know if they have succeeded. And the experiment leaked... Who did it leak to?”

"The one who blew up the old base?"

"Perhaps." Lin Xu could not jump to conclusions, he continued to look through the remaining files, all of which were failed and sealed plans and experimental projects, and then he dug out the paper products he found in another room. The manuscript full of codes belonged to a person named "Ye Shanshan". Lin Xu didn't know her and couldn't read the code content. After preparation, Ika handed it over to decipher.

There was only one notebook in the room of the last "Wang Feng", which was neither a draft nor a diary. From the format point of view, it was more like a work schedule. Lin Xu turned directly to the last page.

"April 2089, 4, work schedule:

1. Protect the last left-behind Chief Yan and Chief Ye.completed

2. Confirm that all other personnel in the base enter the connection cabin.completed

3. Close all non-essential energy valves, and attach an engineering drawing.completed

On April 2089, 4, work schedule:

1. Tidy up the room, clean and clean, and tidy up the appearance.completed

2. Escort Chief Yan and Chief Ye into the connection cabin.

3. Enter the connection compartment. "

Wang Feng never returned after leaving the room, and had no chance to mark the last two work arrangements as completed, and Yan Yuan's diary did not record what happened on April 4.

Lin Xu got stuck while translating the connecting cabin for Heinrich. He was not sure how to express this Chinese vocabulary.

Connect... connect to what?Is it connecting something together for communication?Or just put a human body in that weird green liquid and plug in four catheters?

In order to ensure rigor and prevent his thinking from going astray, he could only use the word "cabin" to Heinrich alone.

When Lin Xu was deep in thought, there were regular bangs and loud noises from outside the ice layer, and the beams of light pierced through the night and penetrated into the ice layer.

It's a search light.

Heinrich glanced at the ice layer facing the outside, and used the machine to send out a positioning signal again: "Rescue has arrived."

Lin Xu began to tidy up the documents and notebooks all over the floor, and finally stared at Heinrich's tail. He bit his lower lip, and quickly reached out and pinched the base of the dragon's tail. When Heinrich looked over, he said sternly : "Take it back quickly."

"Yeah." Heinrich nodded, turned around and continued to put all kinds of instruments scattered all over the place into his bag.

But the dragon's tail behind him was wandering, and secretly hooked Lin Xu's palm. It was icy cold, and there would be an itch when the scales passed across the sensitive palm.

Lin Xu clenched his fingers tightly, but his palms were empty, and the tip of his tail had already slipped back. He looked back at Heinrich, and the silver-white tail and wings of the other party had all been put away.

Heinrich took off the tattered one-piece isolation suit that was caught, and he could see the sculptural perfect bones and muscle lines at a glance, and his every move was full of strength.

But his face was as calm as usual, his high browbones cast steely cold gray shadows in the deep eye sockets.

It's as if the dragon's tail was swaying just now, and now the person with naked/muscle/body and golden eyes sweeping across Lin Xu's body is not him.

"Heinrich... put on some clothes."

The person who came to the rescue turned out to be Zhou Pingbo again. He held down his thinning hair that was blown up by the strong wind of the aircraft again, and waved for Heinrich and Lin Xu to come up quickly. The probability of an avalanche increases hundreds of times in an instant.

Sure enough, when the military aircraft of the Abyss Fleet took off with the two escaped survivors, there was another thunderous noise from the mountain in the darkness, and the billowing snow waves buried all traces of human beings' footsteps.

Lin Xu looked back at the dark mountains in the night through the porthole.

Zhou Pingbo said to Heinrich: "The scientific research spacecraft of the expedition team was attacked by large deep-sea creatures. The Abyss Fleet and the Elan Fleet urgently dispatched personnel to fight. You disappeared before, and the defense force did not have a strategic commander. Now you are on Earth. Only Arnold has the ability to command a big battle, he was transferred to command the battle against deep-sea creatures, and he couldn't get away, so I came to pick you up again."

Large deep-sea creatures?

Lin Xu turned his attention back to reality.

In the last days, the deep sea creatures mutate a lot under radiation and pollution. Since the deep sea is still mysterious to human beings, people don't have much information. They only know that these mutated deep sea creatures that devour each other are scary in size and even more terrifying in power. .

One of the reasons why Lin Xu accepted the deep-sea genetic modification at that time was that the base needed a powerful supernatural being to kill the mutated deep-sea creatures that were active in the coastal shoals.

Zhou Pingbo didn't know about the past, and just sighed: "I didn't expect that the evil octopus gods recorded in the ancient earth are all true. The discovery of these creatures will definitely make human beings re-examine those ancient earth stories that exist as myths and fantasies."

Lin Xu declined to comment.

But Zhou Pingbo's eyes, always shining with probing and wisdom, focused on Lin Xu, "Dr. Lin, the investigation team made another discovery. We found the skeleton of a mermaid at the bottom of the sea.

"More than one."

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