Therapy Planet No. 13

The order was issued quickly.

Yurek immediately took out the intravenous injection of death potion from the freezer, listening to the devilish voice in his head, only felt his scalp tingle:

[Look, am I right? 】

Riley had never believed her 100%, even if the heart rate map showed death, she would only believe in the death she made herself.

Yurek's hands trembled involuntarily.

[I didn't replace this in advance. 】

【Need not. 】

Dawn turned to comfort.

[Although this poison is powerful, the attack speed is not fast. Even if it flows through the blood vessels of the whole body, it will take a certain amount of time. As long as you're fast enough, it's fine. 】

Before that, she had poured a lot of white water, which could inhibit the spread of venom to a certain extent.

【But…】

Yurek's voice still sounded hesitant.

[Dear, necessary risks need to be taken, there is nothing in the world that is completely risk-free. 】

Dawn's voice is natural.

【bring it on. 】

Yurek gently wrapped his hand around the back of Dawn's neck, where he found a string of black numbered tattoos: TGR-13-DAWN.

Although this string of tattoos is a mark that every experimental subject will have, Yurek was surprised to see Dawn on his neck - he thought Dawn would be special.

Jurek often forgets one thing.

He didn't hate Dawn until Dawn would speak in his head, before he was turned into Dawn's "receiver".

Rather, he sees Dawn as a companion to other "sophisticated" researchers like Riley Jeffrey.

Fate twists and turns, weak, innocent.

Companion, researcher, colleague, smart kid, poor kid.

In his eyes, Dawn consisted of these first, and then the final label—the experimental body.

So after he realized that he had become the "receiver", the huge shock retreated, and it was not anger or deceived emotions that emerged.

but understanding.

even admiration.

Put yourself in his shoes, Jurek doesn't think he can do better than Dawn if he's in that role.

Unlike the dawn that lived in lies and deceptions since childhood, Yurek has had smooth sailings from his student days to his working years. I have everything I want, so I become not greedy, or even have no desire.

The bland life makes it difficult for him to tell whether scientific research is his "love" or a habit.

Ordinary people yearn for the extraordinary, just as inanimate things are naturally attracted to animate things.

When he was expanded by Dawn's spiritual net into "his own person" - or before - he was naturally attracted by this huge desire and spiritual power.

That is red. bare. Naked, unadulterated, eager and hopeful to live.

It was so hot that Yurek was willing to give it a go, even giving his life.

The pale yellow medicine was pushed into the blood vessel, but it only took a few seconds.

The display screen has been manipulated in advance, and even if there are life fluctuations, it will not display too much.

Inject, kill, throw corpses.

From the perspective of time, the sooner the person who is thrown away will be taken over by Locke sooner, and he is also the one with the highest chance of survival.

But Dawn was in the innermost layer, so in order not to attract too much attention, he could only throw the pipe that the person on the edge put down first.

- Don't worry too much about the "corpse" being damaged too much during transportation. First, the diameter of the "corpse throwing" pipe is large enough, and secondly, there is actually a gathering wind inside the pipe that slowly lifts the body up. , not touching a single hair of the corpse at all.

After Jurek pushed the 25th man down, his fingertips got on the cart carrying the 24th corpse.

"Huh? What is this?"

Riley's voice sounded like thunder on the ground, crackling through Yurek's scalp.

"Come and take a look."

Riley gave Jeffrey a wink, her fingers pointed to the replaced display screen, with a serious expression, as if she was looking at the extra millimeter of liquid in the precision dose cup: "I remember that I was not here before. Carefully rub a scratch with the tip of the replacement scalpel, why..."

there is none left.

Jeffrey knew what Riley was trying to say from just the beginning.

After all, the director of the military's research institute, Jeffrey naturally has a deeper understanding of equipment.

With a slight push, he separated the display from the main unit, looked at the different shades of color at the connection on the side, and said sharply, "The display has been replaced by someone."

Urek pushed on the bed number 24 and quickened his pace.

"Who is the person in charge of checking the equipment?"

Jeffrey didn't even raise his voice, as if he just asked a question like a routine check.

It was light, but it made Yurek's feet, who just wanted to leave in a hurry, weigh as heavy as lead.

He is looking at him.

Yurek only felt that his limbs were pinned to the ground by the materialized gaze needles.

Layers of cold sweat broke out on his back for no reason - he had never done this when he was "assimilated" by Dawn before, nor had he done this when he was tampering with the equipment, and even just injected poison. His palms were very dry when he was taking the medicine.

But now, he felt that his back had been covered with stagnant murderous aura.

He is watching him!

A voice almost screamed in his throat.

No, he knew it was him!

【Change emergency plan! 】

Dawn screamed in his head, almost brushing his scalp.

"quick!"

The electronic sound did not know when to materialize the sound of dawn, resounding throughout the laboratory, falling on everyone's ears, and the sound was distinct.

Just when Riley discovered the abnormality, she had quickly replaced the suspicious place with a new one.

They just fiddled with the display and replaced it with a new one, and both the picture and the speakers are back to normal.

The heart rate, which represents vitality, is rapidly fluctuating, and the concentration of venom in the blood is rising. It seems that the toxin will invade the heart in the next second!

But that's not the point at all.

exposed!

Riley's pupils shrank suddenly, and she trotted to the console. Before she could issue a voice-activated communication command to connect to the Z4 area, the follow-up was destroyed by a hand.

Yurek slapped the floating keyboard, and the half-run command crashed instantly.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and there was a trace of apology in it, but more of it was unquestionable firmness.

This was not Yurek's look.

Yurek's eyes were cowardly, awe-inspiring, with the inhumaneness of a tech man, and the innocence of coming out of an ivory tower.

Not his, but familiar.

Apologetic, dependent, adoring... respectful, disapproving, and determined.

"…dawn."

Between lightning and flint, Riley blurted out.

After all, this is the kind of experiment that is being done. Just by using your brain, you will know who will be the biggest beneficiary if the display screen is manipulated.

Not only was the experiment a success, but the effect was unexpected.

Even Riley doesn't know when Yurek was "assimilated" by Dawn—you're not even on the operating table!

If Riley was willing to spend a little time on the private time of the Institute staff, she would know a lot.

For example, Yurek and Gongqi always appear in the same place with their front and back feet. For example, Yurek once sneaked into an unremarkable dentist's black clinic. For example, the chief surgeon in the black clinic "just happened" to be kidnapped by kidnappers. Not to frighten the snake, the kidnappers even took the initiative to put on a white coat, pulled out the wisdom teeth of several patients, and even brought in more than a dozen "famous" new customers for the clinic because of their superb skills. Skilled" The kidnapper is none other than Locke.

What Riley didn't know was that it wasn't that Yurek had never lied on the operating table, but he was lying on a small broken recliner in the black clinic with a broken chair leg.

"it's me."

The brisk sound of dawn came from the loudspeaker.

Yurek walked in front of Riley, quickly took out a manual explosive remote control device from his arms, and pressed it without hesitation in the light of Dawn's answer.

bang-

The total energy supply system and backup function system in the total energy room are all installed with small bombs. The bomb blew up the line!

【Insufficient energy supply】

[Start the primary backup energy]

【First-level backup energy failed to start】

【Start secondary backup energy】

…

Uneasy mechanical sounds and human voices sounded one after another. In the announcement that the last level of backup energy had also failed to start, Sanxingdui fell into an unprecedented state of paralysis due to lack of energy.

The energy stored automatically by the laboratory equipment was also emptied early by Yurek, so when other departments had emergency lights, there were only a few broad light sources flickering in this room.

The sudden darkness caught everyone by surprise.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yurek pushed Dawn's operating table and quickly ran towards the entrance of the pipeline.

"Quick! Stop him!"

In the darkness, someone shouted.

With the dim light, the remaining assistants also reacted and blocked the way for Yurek to escape.

"Yurek! Are you crazy!"

The unknown companion shouted: "You're dying for an experimental subject?"

He rushed in front of Yurek, opened his arms, and stared at him: "Hurry up and put down such an important experimental body!"

Then he saw "Yurek" wink at him, and before he could understand what it meant, he was punched hard in the head and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Come on."

Worker Seven's serial number is 07. He hasn't had time to inject the medicine, so his mobility has not been lost. After a sudden change, he no longer "plays dead" on the hospital bed. He jumped up from the bed, relying on himself far beyond ordinary people. The mechanical limbs, three steps and two steps, rushed to Yurek and opened the way for him.

The people standing in the way are all researchers who have been imprisoned in the institute all the year round. They are extremely lack of exercise on weekdays. Where are the opponents of workers like Gongqi who work at the bottom all the year round?

What's more, he was equipped with mechanical limbs, and he held the steel pipe that he didn't know where to unload, and he brought down the person blocking the road in two or three times.

"I see who dares to stop him!"

For a while, no one dared to move.

"Thank you."

Yurek jumped over Gong Qi, and he was about to reach the opening of the pipeline, when he heard a gunshot behind him.

He stumbled a bit, slammed on the head of the bed in front of him, spit out a few vague syllables in his throat unwillingly, his eyes blushed, and he pushed forward two or three steps, just in this forward-push posture, stopped action.

Didn't even have time to say a word.

Geoffrey moved the muzzle in his hand coldly, pointed it at Gong Qi, and spit out two words: "Put her down."

The display screen connected to Dawn's cranial nerves began to vibrate violently—it could be seen that her mental network was also greatly damaged, and her mental state was very bad.

"He...hehe...hehehe..."

"Worker Seven" pushed Yurek's body away, picked up Dawn on the hospital bed by the waist, turned his back to Jeffrey, and chuckled: "Jeffrey, firearms are not allowed in the laboratory, have you forgotten? ?"

It is definitely Dawn who can say such words.

"You can't escape."

Jeffrey's eyes were cold: "Even if you get to the bottom, the instructions have been conveyed, and you will only be greeted by the dissection of the human body. And there is no violent explosion outside, which means that you have only destroyed the functional route of energy, no In half an hour, the entire research institute will be able to restore power supply, and it will take three hours at the latest to reach the station and port that communicate with the outside world, whether it is escaping by car or breaking through the starship."

That being said, there is no need to say more.

Even if you take out the laboratory, you will not be able to escape the research institute, and even if you escape the research institute, you will not be able to escape this planet.

"Why don't we make a bet."

"Gong Qi" cleared his throat and took a step forward: "Since I escaped from No. 13, this is not bad. If No. 13 is a teaching trainee, then take this as a graduation exam. How about it?"

Jeffrey loaded the bullet.

Gong Qi's mechanical legs began to charge up, jumped up in the darkness, and jumped straight to the mouth of the pipe.

Rumble rumble.

At the moment of drilling into the nozzle, the power of the mechanical arm was increased to the maximum, and the spare arm actually pulled the nozzle inward - completely locking the entrance of the pipeline!

The dense bullets turned Gong Qi's back into a hornet's nest, the health value on the screen was rapidly decreasing, and the data indicating the state of dawn also stayed at the moment when it fell to the bottom!

"Vital signs continue to decline..." Riley judged, "Has been in shock, if nothing else, the brain will shrink or even die."

"Don't be careless." Jeffrey nodded, and he said to the rest of the people, "Go to Z4 immediately, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death."

He fixedly looked at the last set of words displayed on the screen by Dawn's brainwaves, and frowned.

【goodbye】

Pfft!

There was another sound of heavy objects hitting the pool.

"It's finally time for you."

Locke's hand holding the scalpel gently stroked Dawn's face.