Mermaid Effect

Below the lab, the horrible monsters bound by layers are like the sound of broken glass.

It jerked up and looked at the observation room, and the **** red eyes blossomed like gems.

[Rand -]

It opened its mouth and made a sound that only the sergeants could hear.

Rand responded instinctively to it.

[Munster - I am here...]

After hearing Rand's response, Munster was excited. In a transparent hose you can clearly see that its blood becomes bluer and nearly black, and the faint scales on it begin to re-grow at this moment, the old cuticles are stripped, and the new scales are emitted. The general luster of jewelry.

It tried hard to make itself look good, but in a strict sense, it didn't work much. The effective substance stripped from its body made it look like it is close to the original species: it is covered with scales and grows. Four-eyed ugly fish.

Well, no matter what, Munster finally guaranteed his face as always, and below the neck, Rand could only see the layers of scars and skeletons.

Rand didn't care about what it looks like now.

In fact, even Rand himself felt a little surprised. Munster is not so beautiful now, but he inexplicably feels that he has a special affinity for this appearance...

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

The real worry is far more than Munster's appearance – it's the pulse gun at the top of the lab.

At the moment when the impact glass broke, the originally cold and inorganic white light turned red and began to flicker. The alarms that rang through the building were hovering in the ears of everyone.

With Rand’s hearing, he could even hear the footsteps of the Poseidon forces underneath several floors...

The pulse guns began to emit high-frequency currents, they rotated, and the muzzle was aimed at the observation room.

But then, half of the muzzle was on the other side - Munster on the ground was struggling wildly, trying to break free from the imprisonment. Those hoses and silver ball pumps made a clear hum, and the ball pump was running at maximum power, diluting and decomposing the blood of Munster.

After all, they were specially made to make Munster dysfunctional, so that Munster could not break free under such a large struggle. Rand is more heartbreaking. Even if the memory is vague, Rand's heart is instinctively aware that his Munster is not so weak that even the **** hose can't get rid of the monster.

It should be even more a headache... more powerful...

"Booming -"

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

Rand jerked his head back, and the bullets of countless black holes filled his field of vision.

"Let the weapon down, Rand Severus!"

A harsh voice is roaring.

Rand blinked.

"I, no weapons."

Rand whispered, and at the moment the voice fell, he was amazed to see that the faces of the Poseidon Special Forces, who were machine-like, began to panic.

He did not realize that he was making an infrasound. Although he has no weapons, every opening he causes the visceral resonance of the human beings present.

"Land Sifus! Calm down!"

The doctor's face sallowed and the crowd stepped out step by step. He shivered and said to Rand.

"If you continue to attack, we will have to resort to it!"

The scene that doctors didn't want to see really happened. Even with more rigorous training, doctors can't control the 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. The red light flashed in his pupil.

"I am not attacking, it is you, you have been hurting us."

Rand said.

When he did not realize it, he together referred to the Serbian experimental body, Munster, and himself, together as "we."

Perhaps because of the lack of memory, Rand has been so vague about his past as a human being, and new memories fill his soul. The memories of those who belong to the "monsters" become extraordinarily filled with blood and pain. Bright.

Rand's meekness gave the whims of deep white people, thinking that Rand Severus could handle the emotions of those things, like the shredder's unwanted documents, or the washing machine rushed to the clothes. Stains... They didn't think of Rand as their kind, but they forgot that this dark, pale youth is not a machine. The memory fragments and spiritual torrents transmitted from the experimental body invisibly affected Rand's soul.

Rand looked at Poseidon's muzzle and glanced at Munster again, and the ball pumps were still running.

It didn't work like this, and Rand thought distressedly that he had to stop it.

Then, Rand closed his eyes, and as he did many times before, he started a "god tour", but this time he needs to invade but not a single individual, but a huge number of amazing " group".

At the same time, at the bottom of the Deep White Bio-headquarters building, a staff member responsible for maneuvering the incinerator found the same thing.

The "elevator" cable that fell from the top of the building was shaking, and the silver metal boxes that were filled with test garbage were hung on the bottom of the cable and swayed slightly. From the back of the heavy metal panel, there was a "beep" sound that could never happen.

"What the **** is this fucking?!"

Jeff, our incinerator operator spit a spit. He frowned and operated the robotic arm and moved the metal box to the "waiting area." In the waiting area next door, a closed incinerator is burning the last batch of bio-waste organisms.

"砰砰砰-"

The kind of impact that came from inside the metal box became bigger and bigger.

In terms of rules, the laboratory will detoxify the bio-waste before it is thrown into the incinerator. They will use poison, electric shock or other means to let the unlucky and disgusting creatures lose their lives, and the incinerator The person responsible for handling should be "corpse" rather than "biological." However, in Jeff's view, everything is wrong today. I don't know which dog scorpion has shipped live bio-waste.

When experiencing extremely high temperatures, the sputum test body may also explode explosive forces that have not been shown before. They may hit the incineration box and cause the box to deform, and finally get stuck in the incinerator. This is a nightmare for workers in incineration areas where wages are low and the work is dirty. You know, if the incinerator is not used for one day, it means that a large number of bio-contaminants are piled up in the waiting area, and even if it is the bio-waste under the test, they will rot... it is simply unbearable.

Recalling several incidents that had been there, Jeff couldn’t help but scream.

He wore the exoskeleton that the company assigned to them - they looked so cumbersome as the machine villains that climbed out of the 1940s sci-fi movies, clumsy armor shrouded their bodies, and followed by A long power line. Also attached to the power line is the electric fork held by Jeff's robot. He had to open the opening of the incinerator, and the damn, living bio-waste experiment body was made out, and then the end of its life was stopped with an electric fork, and then the thing was thrown in.

Jeff has done this a few times, and he is a rare skilled worker in the incineration area.

"Oh...hey..."

The sound inside the metal box is getting louder and louder.

"Hey, baby, quiet, how daddy makes you quiet..."

Jeff made a disgusting laughter, then he operated the robot and opened the metal gate.

He should have seen countless creatures - birds, mice (this is the largest number), dogs, monkeys... these biologically deformed bodies, but now, he sees countless red spots.

The red dots flashed in the dark metal box. After a long time, Jeff suddenly realized that the red dots were the eyes.

"This **** is..."

Jeff squirmed his lips, and he was cold from the back to his hair—the creatures in the entire metal box, perhaps, have survived.

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

Countless corpses, with mucus, wet tentacles... Those horrible test bodies that should not appear in the human world, as if cursed by the devil, rushed out like that.

Even Jeff's mask was covered with mucus, and the tentacles of some things slid over the worms on his smooth mask.

Those creatures fleeing along the ground and walls flexibly, and wherever you are, all of them are creepy figures.

It is dense and overwhelming.

Jeff almost screamed, and he tried to return to the staff area by operating the outer metal skeleton, where he could press the emergency button and then eject a laser rain column above the waiting area, which would easily move the group. The small thing is cut into a centimeter square, and the title is burnt.

But he hadn't walked two steps yet, and the metal skeleton made a sigh of sigh, and then he kept a ridiculous position and motionless.

Jeff was horrified to see the light on the screen flashing gray after a flash of it -

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

The tiny, illegally considered bio-wastes are gathering densely on the power lines of the outer metal skeletons. Their teeth, which are much better than real rodents, are licking the outer casing of the power supply line little by little. The cable soon became a strand of wire.

"No no no no……"

Jeff is as repeating as he is unconscious.

It's all like a nightmare.

Under his horrified gaze, the tiny creatures climbed up the elevator ropes, their screams were still very slight, but now they are as ensembles that rang through the entire incineration zone.

After half a minute, Jeff’s eyes suddenly turned dark.

power cut.

The **** bio-waste broke the wires, and they were very thorough, ten seconds passed, twenty seconds passed, thirty seconds...

The spare cable is never started.

The darkness around Jeff is like the abyss of hell.

Moreover, when he realized it, he discovered that the rustling sound that the small creatures had when they crawled disappeared. His surroundings were quiet, only his own heavy breathing.

"Snapped--"

There is something slimy, dripping on Jeff's head.

He tried to touch his head.

In the darkness, in the gaps of his outer metal skeleton, countless tiny red lights lit up. 2k novel reading network