Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The stable value of the criminal's brain fluctuates sharply.

The piercing sirens sounded throughout the institute, making the eardrums painful and dizzy.

Wearing pajamas, the director hurried to the monitoring hall and yelled at the researcher angrily: "Turn off the alarm!"

The sirens turned off under the researcher's hastily fumbled, and the hall returned to silence again.

However, the fluctuating lines on the screen did not return to normal with the removal of the alarm sound.

The director asked with a heavy face, "What happened?"

The researcher on the side was pale: "We don’t know... we just know that all the data is skyrocketing just now, and the criminal’s brain fluctuations instantly exceed the range of normal people’s brain waves a thousand times... Now the technician is trying to retrieve it. The specific data in Pandora, but..."

"but what?"

The director cast a stern look at the researcher in front of him.

The researcher swallowed timidly, and said: "But... Pandora's index seems to be also affected by the criminal brain fluctuation value. Almost no one can obtain the internal data in this case..."

He looked down at the data report in front of him, then turned to look at the director, and asked for instructions:

"Should you forcibly disconnect the criminal's brain from Pandora?"

The director's face is not pretty.

He shook his head slowly: "No, it's too dangerous now-the criminal's brain and Pandora have achieved a certain sense of synchronization in the previous two virtual worlds, although I don't know what the principle is. But if the link is forcibly cut off in this case, we cannot bear the result if something accident happens."

"Then...?" Researcher Liushen Wuzhu.

The director said with a solemn expression: "Assemble all the manpower to monitor the criminal's brain activity. Once you leave the dangerous area, even if it does not enter the normal level, you will immediately disconnect. We can't afford the second loss."

"Yes." The researcher nodded vigorously, turned and ran away.

The director gritted his teeth in frustration, and turned his head around twice, seeming a little uneasy.

In the corner, a small metal robot is hidden in the dark. The protective color on the shell makes it perfectly hidden in the surrounding environment. Almost no one notices its existence. There are two small green lights on its head. , Flashed twice like eyes.

The director clicked on his light brain a few times, and on the metal wall on the side, a door that had never been opened slowly opened.

He walked quickly into the door.

The little metal robot followed, and disappeared behind the closed door with him.

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Ge Xiu was chaotic.

He didn't know who he was, let alone where he was.

The only sensation he can feel is heat.

It's too hot.

It seems that the whole body's skin and flesh are being roasted by thousands of degrees of fiery flames, the scorched skin evaporates all the water, and the tissue fluid and blood flow out of the dry and cracked muscles, but they are immediately dried before flowing on the skin.

This hot feeling seemed to be burning from within the body.

The internal organs were all thrown into the boiling magma and rolled, and the spinal cord and bones made a gurgling sound under the high temperature, causing unbearable itching and pain.

So hot.

Ge Xiu felt painful.

Manic and violent emotions were catalyzed by high fever, and the astonishing desire for destruction overturned the prison created by reason. Every inch of the body was clamoring for killing and aggression, destroying every existence that stood in front of him, shattering every one and causing this The culprit of unbearable pain.

His body and spirit seemed to be divided into two completely different beings.

Ge Xiu floated in the air and listened blankly to the mechanical question of his body:

"Where are you taking me?"

This sentence...so familiar.

It was like a long, long time ago, he had heard the same—heard—or said it from his throat—what's the difference?

But when I heard this sentence, the huge emotions gushing from the depths of the body couldn't be faked.

These emotions are too complicated and unfamiliar.

Ge Xiu could hardly distinguish the specific connotation.

He only knew that this feeling made him feel unbearable pain.

This kind of pain is more difficult than the torture of the skinning cramps of the previous world. It made Ge Xiu's mind a dull pain, as if something was trying to break through the barrier and return to his body.

In the pool.

The mermaid, who was still calm just now, suddenly became irritable, his brows were tightened as if furious, the blood-stained bright lips were pressed into a tight straight line, the blue and purple eyes were tightened, as if experiencing It was like a silent torture.

But he clenched his teeth and made no sound.

Sharp nails scratched deep claw marks by the pool, and the huge tail fin flapped frantically in the water.

The blood-stained pool water splashed all over, flowing freely along the ground around the pool.

Rowett stood a few steps away.

The other guards had been dispatched from each other, and now he was the only one left in the entire glass room again.

Watching Ge Xiu's demeanor, Lovett felt like a knife.

Power, wealth, status, none of them can come in handy at this moment, and there is no way to relieve the pain and torture suffered by his mermaid. He has never been so powerless.

He can't wait to be able to replace him.

But there is nothing to do.

At this moment, several mermaid experts in nightgowns stumbled in with piles of materials and equipment, all panting - they had already known the cause and effect on the communicator. By then but

Rowett's eyes lit up, and he walked towards them quickly, and asked impatiently:

"Do you have a way?"

The leading expert was quite old, his bald head was covered with sweat, and even the circle of white hair next to him was wet with sweat, and it clung to his head wet.

He tremblingly wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and then said:

"This, the medicine that induces the mermaid to estrus is actually **** hormones. It is not difficult to reverse it, but..."

Rowett narrowed his eyes and repeated: "But...?"

There is a dangerous signal hidden in his voice.

The expert trembles, and speeds up his speech: "But Mr. Ge Xiu is probably not exactly a mermaid!"

He flipped through the documents held by the person behind him to find a thick file, his old fingers trembling like rotten wood, rustling the paper, and then handed one of the pages to Rowett’s face. , Point to him:

"During this period of time, we decoded Mr. Ge Xiu's genes and found that only part of his gene sequence is identical to that of the mermaid, and the remaining 80% of the sequence is completely unknown..." Even now, his voice is still Still full of confusion and confusion: "We screened and compared the unknown genes in his body with the known animal genes in nature, but so far we have not found any matching sequences..."

The expert flipped the information back and explained while flipping:

"So we tried to trace the source of his genetic information through this part of the known genes, and conducted comparative studies based on the relevant water quality and aquatic product survey reports in the sea where he lived..."

Rowett frowned: "What do you want to say?"

The expert slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said tremblingly: "Based on the information displayed by the genome, it is inferred that Mr. Ge Xiu's father and mother are pure merfolk, even... during his life in the waters. , Is definitely a mermaid."

He finally found the page of information he wanted to show Rowett.

After a very long period with almost no undulations, the graph recording genetic changes suddenly rises towards the end, forming an almost straight broken line, and all the bright colored lines suddenly become active and rise extremely violently. Fluctuates down.

Rowett frowned slowly.

He stared at the changing node: "This..."

The expert seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and quickly replied:

"It was a month ago, yes."

"A month ago, his gene had a drastic mutation, only a small part of the mermaid gene was retained, and the rest were completely unknown."

He raised his hand and wiped his sweaty forehead, speaking at an uncontrollable rate of speed: "The line of sight for research is still too short. If we can give us some more time, we might be able to find a more accurate time point, combined with the location at the time. Depending on the environment and the amount of surrounding radiation, it may be possible to find out what caused such a large-scale genetic mutation--"

At this moment, there was a violent sound in the pool.

The mermaid swims in the pool irritably, the strong and powerful tail fin is swinging in the water, and the rocks and other facilities under the pool are directly crushed when the tail is swept by it.

He was aimlessly attacking everything that the power around him could reach-whether it was alive or dead.

The blood-stained pool water was tumbling with waves, and the mermaid's fast shuttle figure and increasingly violent aggressive behavior could be seen.

"Why does estrus react like this on his body?"

Rowett asked solemnly.

The expert wiped the sweat on his head again, and then replied with some uncertainty: "This situation is likely to be related to the mutated gene, but... according to the information you provided to us earlier and his drunk surveillance video. Look, it might be a psychological factor..."

"Psychological factor?" Rowett tightened his brow.

"Yes. After drinking, he also showed extreme aggressive behavior very obviously. In fact, for mermaids, alcohol and estrus work on the same principle. Alcohol interferes with the nervous system and causes behavior disorders. The estrus agent acts on the area of ​​the brain that controls the gonads, resulting in the loss of the control mechanism for sexual desire, making the mermaid be occupied by the strong desire for fertility and reproduction, and enter the estrus period."

The expert said so much in one breath, took a little slower, and finally came to a conclusion:

"So, maybe, he subconsciously rejects this dominated state subconsciously, so alcohol and estrus will cause him to appear the same aggressive behavior-this kind of indiscriminate attack and killing is in animal psychology, It is a state of overprotection after extreme stimulation."

Overprotection...

Rowett was in a daze for a few seconds, and a question that he had thought about before flashed through his mind subconsciously.

The mermaid curls up subconsciously when falling asleep... Does it mean that it is the same as human beings that it is extremely insecure?

He stared deeply at the figure of the mermaid below the surface of the water, his eyes as deep as night.

——What have you experienced?

The expert continued: "But in a sense, this is also good news for us."

He swallowed his saliva, and then continued:

"If this abnormal aggressive behavior is caused by psychological factors, it means that even though his genetic sequence is only 20% identical to that of the mermaid, the estrus is produced on his body and on the mermaid. The effect is the same, which means that reversal drugs are likely to be equally effective."

With some difficulty, Lovet moved his eyes away from the pool water, and his voice became dry and hoarse for some unknown time:

"how much time is required?"

"Half an hour." The expert's forehead oozes sweat again: "If you are lucky, two or twenty minutes."

"good."

Rowett glanced at the group of quiet experts behind him: "Don't waste a second, understand?"

"Yes Yes."

After the footsteps of the mermaid experts moved away, the glass room returned to silence.

Luo Wei fixedly stared at the sparkling water surface under the moonlight, and then slowly stepped forward as if bewitched.

A picture flashed subconsciously in his mind.

Or a fleeting thought.

To be precise, it is a word.

A word that Ge Xiu once whispered in a low voice—it never seemed to have appeared in the education he experienced and the culture he grew up with, but I don't know why, Lovett has a familiar feeling.

He hesitated for two seconds, and finally, the purely rational logical thinking was overcome by some strange call in his heart.

The upper and lower lips touched, the tip of the tongue touched the upper jaw lightly, a word with a peculiar pronunciation gushing from the depths of the throat, whirled and vibrated in the mouth, and then blurted out as if out of control.

After the syllable exits and is again transmitted to his mind through the cochlea, Rowett later realizes what he said.

He is saying:

"Pandora."