Transmigrated as the Domesticated Rabbit of the Sick and Frail Villain in Doomsday

In the evening, the sky darkened on the base of City B. A single apartment was juxtaposed with several rows of forested buildings. A few black beetles drilled out of the sewers in front of the street, and walked on both sides of the road.

The man who had only earned three points after doing a day's work dragged his tired body to the place of residence, and was startled by the bug that suddenly rushed past his feet. He lifted his foot and crushed the bug severely, and a green juice touched his foot.

The man just wanted to vent his suffocation. He didn't realize that he was covered with a stench, and he sweared away from this place with a stench.

In a courtyard a few kilometers away, a woman was sitting at the door of the courtyard. With her eyes closed, she could see the eyeballs under her eyelids slowly turning.

As if perceiving the restlessness in her body, she reached out her hand and stroked her abdomen comfortably, and the sharp abdomen that protruded slightly became calm.

Suddenly, she seemed to be aware of something, opened her eyes and picked up the communicator placed aside, and instead dialed the phone. "Brother Jin, the people in the house should be coming out soon."

As she was talking, several insects at the sewer entrance raised their tentacles one after another, shaking slightly at the door, and within a moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a silver-white coat walked out of the room with his hands. There is also a box in it.

The person on the other end of the phone answered and hung up.

The middle-aged man in the silver-white coat said a few words to the hostess in the house, and then turned and walked towards the research institute.

A few seconds later, a man in a black trench coat put his hands in his pockets, and walked in the direction of that person from the other side.

Lin Jia hung up the phone and placed her palm lightly on her belly. She could feel that the little guy inside was very irritable now.

Perhaps it was because the king worm in his belly was alienated with his child before his life took shape. Lin Jianeng felt that this little guy still retains a lot of beast habits and temperaments.

He likes to eat raw meat and likes to catch and bite his prey. In the base where Lei Ruduo stayed, the tragedy in the greenhouse was caused by the king insect in his belly.

Zhao Qiyang trampled on the bug, but the shoes stained with bug blood were picked up by an ordinary person in the greenhouse, and the tragedy was caused by a mistake.

At that time, she could not accept the child, she was very resistant to the insects, plus she did not find the difference between this king insect, and regretted it afterwards.

Since then, Lin Jia paid special attention, as long as he found it

When he is bloodthirsty and irritable, he will try to comfort him.

Her eyes fell on the silver-white glowing spire in the distance, and she continued to close her eyes.

In the research institute, most of the staff have already left work, and the aisles appear empty. A man with a slightly camel figure in a trench coat and a tousled hair with a cigarette in his mouth fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled one from inside. I swiped the temporary pass on the door and walked in.

An oncoming scientific researcher frowned and looked at the sloppy man walking in, and yelled: "Uncle, we ban smoking here, where are you from?"

Since the outer courtyard of the research institute has been transformed into a temporary dormitory, evolutionary people come and go every day, and there are all kinds of people. Many local researchers look down on these evolutionary people who come and go in search of survival.

The middle-aged man flinched and said in a low voice, "I am a member of Lin Feng's team. I have a temporary pass. Look at it."

As he said, he stretched out his dirty nails and handed the crumpled card in his hand to the young man in front of him, making a gesture to show him.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the young researcher, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Whoever wants to see, you can't enter without a pass. Okay, let's ban smoking here. Don't pollute the environment in the courtyard!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly nodded his head, squeezed out the inferior cigarettes in his hand, his fingers were burned by sparks, he shook his hand, and put the remaining dirty cigarette butts into the windbreaker.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention in the future. I am Wang Cheng of Lin Feng's team. I don't know you..." Most of his face was covered by greasy long hair, and the exposed half of his face had a deep red scar. Was it injured by the mutant animal or burned? At this moment, he smiled with a dogleg, trying to get close to the person in front of him.

"It's okay, I don't bother to care about you." The young researcher murmured, moving away a little disgustingly, and suddenly he saw the middle-aged man walking in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Oh, Vice President Cheng, why are you here so late?"

Cheng Zhouping smiled and said hello to the person in front of him, "Some materials are forgotten in the laboratory, I will go back and get them." He said, his eyes looked at the man with a rickety back, and he continued walking inside.

The Youth Research Institute looked at the box in Cheng Zhouping's hand, and vaguely guessed what the deputy dean who hardly came to the courtyard was doing, he was a little envious. These powerful big men have countless ways to earn points, and the life is applauded.

He turned around and found that the scruffy man who had just cringed and wanted to get close to him was gone, and the surroundings were empty.

At this time, Cheng Zhouping carried the box and walked on the corridor of the research institute to the inner courtyard.

He is still in a good mood. Now that the evolutionary people outside are getting more and more demanding, the special medicines developed by the research institute can no longer meet their needs.

At this time, someone who was taken advantage of came to the door to give him points, how could it not make people happy.

As he walked, he suddenly felt the furry behind him, as if someone on his back was staring at him, and he looked back suddenly.

The long corridor in the gloomy sky can see the opposite at a glance. There is no one in this corridor. The afterglow of the sky outside the corridor allows Cheng Zhouping to see clearly behind him.

He relaxed, feeling that he had a turbulent hair, turned his head and went back to continue walking.

After a few seconds, a black and yellow hand was placed outside the wall of the corridor. A figure came in lightly. His steps were very light, and there was no sound when he landed. His back squatted against the wall and moved forward. Keep a distance from the figure not far away.

When Cheng Zhouping walked to the entrance of the inner courtyard, he happened to meet a colleague who was about to come out. The two of them were very skilled and stopped to say a few words.

Cheng Zhouping: "Why did Lao Li leave so late today? It's not like your style."

"Don't be poor with me. I'm not the dean. You want me to do a comprehensive checkup on the 3rd and 6th. I heard that tomorrow I will perform the operation on them myself." The man named Lao Li said like this. Then he asked: "Old Cheng, you and I have a thorough understanding of what is going on, what the dean said crazy and crazy about the injection these past few days?"

Cheng Zhouping haha ​​and waved his hand, "I really can't tell you this, you will know if the experiment is successful."

He lifted the small silver box in his hand and nodded the surface of the box twice with his finger, "By then, our courtyard will become a pit of money again."

Cheng Zhouping said, don't go to the inner courtyard with Lao Li. Lao Li watched his back and mumbled quietly as he was about to leave. Suddenly a shadow passed by before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in the back of his neck and his body fell back.

A man in a black trench coat dragged Lao Li to the back of the trash can in the corner, took off his silver-white gown and put it on his body, and tore off the work card hanging around his neck.

When he bends down, his back slightly humped, and the collar of the windbreaker on his chest suddenly squirmed, as if something was about to come out of his chest.

After a while, a bunch of white fluffy hair spilled from the collar of his windbreaker

, Just retracted back for a moment.

The man in a white coat held Lao Li's work card in his hand and shook it in front of the door of the inner courtyard. The detector at the door swiped the chip in the card and slowly opened it to let the man walk in.

He walked fast and lightly, and he caught up with Cheng Zhouping in three or two steps.

The inner courtyard twists and turns, and there is a corner every few steps. This is because every room here exists, and the tightness and security must be much stronger.

The man's ears are very good. When he passed the outermost room, he could hear the noise inside, as if something was suppressing the whimper and hitting the inside.

Every section of the journey, there is infrared light across the only way. This should be the core place. Cheng Zhouping kept inputting some passwords and used his iris to remove the infrared rays in each section.

Although only five seconds apart, the infrared light will reappear, but it is enough for people with good enough skills.

Signs were hung on the walls along the way, with patterns engraved on them, from animal patterns to insects, and then plants and grass stems.

When I walked to an extremely empty area, the signs on the surrounding walls also changed. On it, a small figure was drawn with a stick figure, and the English word "human" was written as "human".

This is not like the places I passed by before, the rooms are all lined up, but a large area, without any buildings in the center, it is an empty space. The houses on both sides are surrounded by a circle, with a layer of glass on the outside.

When Cheng Zhouping walked in, the people in the glass room were silent, except for the boy sitting in the Lego pickup truck on the bed in one of the rooms. He glanced out of the glass, and the others were silent.

The glass seems to be a special material. The inside can be seen from the outside, and it is clear as if there is no barrier, but the people inside cannot see the outside.

The man who had been following him did not rush in. He took out a black beetle kicking indiscriminately from his dirty pocket, hiding it in the corner and putting it down.

The worm trembles its tentacles slightly, walks a distance against the ground, and then slowly crawls into the corner, making two circles on the ground in front of the man's eyes.

The man knows in his mind that there are two cameras in it, and they should be set up in opposition, just to cover the entire area.

He didn't act rashly, listening quietly to the movement inside, while looking around.

Within the area, Cheng Zhouping walked to a

In front of the huge glass room, looking in from the outside of the glass.

The inside is very empty, only the central area has a bed-like platform on which lies a woman who can't see her face, she is very thin. There are various instruments around her, and there are tubes on her face connected to the huge instruments around her.

The screen of the instrument floats smoothly, as if recording the heart rate of a woman on the table.

Cheng Zhouping pressed the mechanism next to the glass room, and the cover outside the door slowly opened. The woman lying on the table inside seemed to notice the movement outside. The smooth lines on the screen of the huge machine suddenly began to pulsate crazily, and she closed tightly. His eyes also began to tremble slightly.

Cheng Zhouping walked to the empty room, put the small silver box in his hand on the ground, and glanced at the woman lying on the table.

"Why are you still excited? What are you afraid of? Just as usual, it will be well soon." Cheng Zhouping's voice was very gentle, and he even sat on the table and straightened the hair on the cheeks of the woman on the table. .

The woman is wearing a silver-white one-piece suit, and "Number Two" is printed with black ink on her chest, which is her number in this base.

She is very thin, skinny, with two thin tubes in her nose, and something like braces in her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide, and the food is fed into the stomach through a special tube.

Her hands are tied to both sides of the table with thin silver chains. There are many bruises on her arms and neck. It looks like a pinhole shape carefully. I don’t know how much it is hidden in the skin of the clothes. trace.

In this way, she did not have any human rights, like a puppet imprisoned in this room.

Can't walk, can't eat, can't shout.

But she happened to have a clear consciousness. She was unconscious and woke up, immersed in endless panic and pain forever.

The author has something to say: There will be two changes in the evening, I want to be more diligent this month, and every day on weekends (first say that, maybe I can’t write on my face by then, hahaha)