Indescribable cyberpunk

"Experiment 087 failed and was destroyed, and the cabin cleaning system was activated."

Translucent liquid sprayed out from the palm-sized showerhead on the top of the culture cabin. The flesh and blood around the cabin wall quickly shrank after being contaminated by the liquid, and eventually turned into a pool of dark red blood that disappeared into the hole at the bottom.

In about 10 seconds, the entire culture chamber returned to its previous clean appearance.

"Failure, failure is failure. How many times are you going to let me hear this sentence? This is the tenth time. Start with the next person and start the second plan. Strengthen first, and then try to fuse."

Dennis, who was paying attention to the experimental process, had a sharp voice. The lack of progress in the experiment during this period made his whole state a bit hysterical.

It's just that I'm suppressing it now.

Because Dennis also knows that anger solves nothing.

If punishing the people present can make the experiment successful, he guarantees that he will not hesitate to cut all these people into pieces, then put them into the culture chamber and experience the feeling of flesh and blood dissolving, if they are still conscious at that time.

"No. 088, injection of A3."

Under Dennis's instructions, another experimental subject entered the culture chamber. This time, instead of directly releasing the dark amorphous liquid, a mechanical arm stretched out from the right side, and the needle at the top pierced No. 088's neck. , the light green liquid in the cylinder gradually decreases.

As No. 089, Zhu Jue watched the physical changes of his "senior" and the subsequent process that was exactly the same as that of the previous 10 people.

He's seen enough.

"Gadamon sub-body", "fusion", "manufacturing".

All these words were remembered by Zhu Jue, and this infiltration plan had achieved considerable success in all aspects.

As for the idea of ​​standing in the culture chamber and trying out their experiments, Zhu Jue expressed no interest at all.

Although this body is not his own, Zhu Jue can't guarantee that the black thing will not affect his soul. After all, judging from the performance of those people just now, it has merged with the so-called "Gadamon sub-body" It is obviously an extremely painful process.

However, at the same time as his thoughts changed, a very difficult problem appeared in front of Zhu Jue.

How to leave?

Do you want to destroy this body directly like you thought before?

If he is unable to return to his original body and his consciousness loses its carrier, Zhu Jue doesn't think he can achieve an out-of-body experience. His soul is not strong enough to abandon his body and run around.

There is no doubt that these people in front of them have a way to return their consciousness. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the members of the Alliance to leave death messages to them at the Alliance stronghold.

The key is how to get this method out of their mouths, or to make these guys send themselves back willingly.

"Experimental Subject No. 088 failed, and the cabin cleaning system started."

Not surprisingly, No. 088 also failed, and naturally it was Zhu Jue's turn, No. 089.

"A3 won't work either. Let's try switching this person to an A5 potion. I want to see his physical reaction and record more comprehensive data."

Dennis didn't even look at the blur of flesh and blood in the training cabin. He just waved his hand to drag Zhu Jue up.

However, just as the two researchers stepped forward to lift Zhu Jue up, the latter's originally stiff body suddenly softened, his legs bent, and he fell to his knees, followed by a violent cough.

"what happened?"

Dennis was stunned for a moment, stared at Zhu Jue and then turned to the person aside.

"Mr. Dennis, I'm sorry. There must be something wrong with the built-in indicator. I'll find someone to deal with it right away, guard! Guard!"

The sudden change made the researcher next to him startled. Thinking of the possible punishment for his negligence, he quickly called the soldiers guarding the door in.

"Wait, don't move!"

Just as the soldiers rushed in with guns ready to take action, Dennis suddenly opened his arms and stopped them.

the reason is simple.

A large number of silver lines suddenly appeared on the skin of the man kneeling on the ground as he coughed violently!

"Mr. Dennis, this is a sign that the mental pollution source monster mutates. You should evacuate here as soon as possible. We will deal with this person immediately."

The research institute, which deals with monsters that cause mental pollution all day long, recognized these changes immediately. It was panic, but it was not slow to act.

"I'm not blind!"

Dennis pulled away the researcher in front of him, looked at the person kneeling on the ground with interest, and then said,

"Go and notify the Defense Department and ask them to send a team of people over. Before that, no one is allowed to shoot without my order!"

"As you command, Lord Dennis."

A guard immediately prepared to call the defense department.

But before he could speak, the left half of his body suddenly twisted, as if a giant beast had hit him on the shoulder. The whole person flew high into the air and hit the ceiling. His neck was already broken when he landed.

The man who was kneeling on the ground coughing uncontrollably a second ago has stood up again. The silver lines on his body have not faded, and his eyes have completely turned bright silver.

His eyes swept over everyone present, and an extremely terrifying aura descended.

"What kind of monster is that? I saw it. No, it shouldn't be there."

Someone fell to the ground, muttering something unknown.

Everyone who looked directly at Zhu Sue at this moment was temporarily in a daze. They vaguely caught a glimpse of the silver ferocious beast flashing beside him, and panic filled their minds in an instant.

"Human, where is this?"

Zhu Jue had a clear view of everyone's performance, maintained his will to intimidate, suddenly turned around and grabbed a research institute next to him, and asked in a deep voice.

"He can talk. The monster that causes mental pollution can actually talk. Guards, hurry up."

"shut up!"

Dennis' face turned pale and he stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of the researcher next to him.

There was no fear on his face, only excitement and surprise in his eyes!

Zhu Jue seemed to have heard what Dennis said. He shook off the researcher in his hand and walked slowly towards the latter's location.

Suddenly.

Hexagonal snow-white ice crystals fell beside Zhu Jue.

The light blue wind swirled up from the ground, pushing away all the obstacles between the two with an irresistible gesture.

"Are you the leader here?"

Zhu Jue, who raised his arms and stood in front of Dennis, tilted his face slightly back and looked at the former with half-squinted eyes.

In a naturally superior manner.

"leader?"

This rather ancient title undoubtedly sounded a bit awkward to Dennis. Recalling his previous experience, he became energetic again and said tentatively,

"Yes, I am the leader here, and you are."

"Just like beating a drum with a drum, the shape of the drum is mine; the sound of the drum is my feeling. The drum has gone, but the remaining sound is still there, but it will no longer exist. The shape of the drum is like my essence, The sound of the drum is like my spirit. The rest of the sound is like my soul. I know that my husband comes and goes quickly, so how can I have the energy of the five elements? Then all things in the world are my essence, my spirit, my soul, my soul!"

Relying on his super memory, Zhu Jue paused briefly and read out part of the text he obtained in the ruins.

Dennis' mouth was half-opened, his eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how.

What on earth is the guy in front of me talking about? Is he introducing himself?

I don’t understand it at all. How should I reply to him?

(Ha! You’re right if you don’t understand. Even I don’t know the meaning of this ancient text. I need to look up the literature. Do you, a foreign devil, also want to know?)

Zhu Jue pretended to wait for two minutes. When Dennis's face turned red, and he probably couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to say something to change the subject, he spoke again: "Why does my host's consciousness appear here, and his body also appears here?" Did you do the change?"

With a questioning tone, Zhu Jue deliberately strengthened his abilities.

Suddenly, the entire laboratory began to experience a strange cooling, and fine pieces of ice and snow were formed out of thin air.

The rapidly turning cold and dry air made many people's faces turn pale and their lips turn purple.

This is definitely not an ordinary monster that causes mental pollution, but a terrifying existence that has never been seen before!

Shrinking their bodies, similar thoughts arose in the minds of everyone in the laboratory. No one would think that humans could do such a thing, let alone if only spiritual consciousness existed.

"This, this is a presumptuous invitation. I'm really sorry. Because I desperately want to get to know you, I used this rather rude way."

At this point, Dennis knew that if he didn't say something, he might not be able to leave the laboratory. His right thumb habitually pressed the sharp point on the index finger ring. The tingling sensation brought his rationality back and he spoke.

"You are not worthy of talking to me. Send my host's consciousness back now, otherwise I will make you understand what it feels like to feel pain even when you breathe!"

Zhu Jue naturally saw that Dennis was just stalling for time, and felt that the situation was almost over, so he began to ask the other party to send him back.

"Wait, I know you look down on human beings, but I know your kind. I should say they are similar to you, intelligent races from distant worlds. I think you might be willing to communicate with those great beings."

Feeling the tingling pain on his skin, Dennis finally decided to throw out his last trump card. In his opinion, the person in front of him was his opportunity, a spiritual pollution source monster that could communicate with humans. In his experience, there was no race that was not powerful.

He must not sit back and let this opportunity to take himself further slip away from him!