Mermaid Effect

The surface of the bluish artificial seawater fell without the knowledge of Rand - the water in the aquarium was less than a quarter.

The large space that was vacant made the whole aquarium look a bit odd.

Rand was surprised to go forward and check the aquarium. In his initial thoughts, this situation naturally occurred because of the crack in the aquarium. He bent down and observed and looked for possible cracks inch by inch, but in fact, everything in the aquarium was intact.

Rand felt very confused. He even went down to the table and checked the water supply line. Then he felt that the carpet under his knee had a moist touch that he should not have. He reached out and touched the carpet, and the liquid oozing from the underside of the thick gray fibers dampened his palm. Then he found that the wallpaper at the back of the aquarium was wet, attached to the surface of a nearby leather sofa. Filled with fine water drops... It feels like it was during his coma, with an invisible flame that caused the water in the aquarium to atomize and soak the nearby furniture.

It’s all confusing, and...

There is something that makes people feel wrong.

A few seconds later, Rand discovered where the sense of violation came from - he found that Munster sank to the bottom of the water and stopped motionless on the coral stone that was already slag.

This is obviously very rare for it. Munster is always swimming, even if it is injured, and forced to sleep in a salad pot, it will keep swimming. But now it is completely out of that amazing vitality, it is unable to float there, the fins sway slightly, and the scales on the body turn into a pale green ash.

An obvious manifestation of weakness.

"Oh no."

Rand snorted, and after a careful observation of Munster’s state, he made a sad cry, and he was horrified to think that perhaps during this short period of time when he was comatose because of the **** neurological asthma, What's wrong with Munster, and maybe it's struggling to make the water in the aquarium splash out (it's hard to explain the tiny drops that appear on the surface of the house, but Rand obviously didn't think so many).

Soon after, Rand took out the oxygen pump from the broken coral stone. It was no longer working, and the plastic casing was covered with strange cracks in the turtle (the thing seemed to be greatly shocked). He was not sure if this was the reason for Munster's weakness, but he tried to replace the tank with a new oxygen pump and configured artificial seawater to fill the aquarium.

In addition, Rand found himself without any means for Munster's unexplained weakness.

He tried to call some pet hospitals in Kansas City according to the number on the yellow pages of the phone, but the doctors said that they did not have much treatment experience for unknown pet fish. Some people suggested to him that they would quickly The sick fish was picked up to avoid infecting other fish - this made Rand feel annoyed. He hangs up the phone straight and returns to the side of the aquarium.

The color of Munster's body was grayed out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Rand stared at it sadly and began to feel that he was going to lose it.

"Oh, don't do this."

He said to the weak fish. He reached in and tried to fish it. He didn't know what went wrong, maybe the "sea water" that was deployed? He wants to transfer Munster to another container and change it to water. Maybe salt and water can make it a little more comfortable... Rand feels that his head is messy, as if there is a swarm of bees inside. call.

When his fingers touched Munster, the latter moved gently, and it touched Rand's finger with his mouth, a large piece of translucent film that might be skin contact with Rand's fingers. The small piece of the part fell off, and underneath the gray skin was the ugly grayish white tender meat, which seemed to have a hint of pale blue capillaries.

Then Rand accidentally touched Munster's abdomen, and a large piece of scale fell off the skin. This time, Munster violently bounced and looked very painful.

Rand stunned his hand and pulled it back. He didn't dare to move it.

"Oh, God, what happened?"

For the first time, he felt the deep distress - the inability to communicate between the pet and the human being.

Rand really hopes that Munster can tell him what is wrong with him in a way that he can understand, but at this moment, he feels the pain of that little life but has nothing to do.

Shallow grief permeates the heart of this man.

Look, those policemen, those police officers always bring tragedy - as if a voice said to him at his ear.

After that, Rand once again slammed the scalp on the fish forum he had logged in before. He sent a post and asked for a solution without expecting it. However, when everyone quickly recognized him, he failed to get any useful reply except for a few ridicules.

When Rand returned to the aquarium for the second time, Munster’s figure had disappeared. Rand's heartbeat was a little bit stunned... After a few seconds, he found that the "茧" that kept Munster busy for a long time had a new change.

The entrance on the side was shrouded in a layer of translucent film. Through that film, Rand faintly saw a figure creeping in the inside.

It was Munster, it seemed to be busy, the head was slowly shaking... After a while, the translucent film became exactly the same white as the rest. Rand realized at this time that as the entrance was sealed, Munster's "茧" became a very regular circle.

An hour ago

Washington -

"...Yes, I must admit that the search work is progressing slowly. But the reality is that we have no better way. The experimental body 7371 itself is a level 8 mutant individual, and according to the information it left, it shows that it has a strong transformation possible. ...... Yes, the living embryo is that... I am sorry, but the red-scale embryo is almost inactive, and the experimental body 7371 is the most vital individual we have at hand... Listen, even if it is now forced to larvae This level of experimental individuals also has strong protective measures, we have no tools at hand to screen or identify its band..."

A few minutes later, Vinson hanged the researcher's phone.

He stared at his nose and felt that his endurance to this group of waste had reached its limit. The idiots are obviously already scared, like a group of hens that are illuminated, and have no use. More radical methods do not exist, but they are afraid to be in direct contact with it. The massacre left by the experimental body 7371 when it fled the floating island laboratory left a deep psychological shadow for the group of people who should theoretically be lawless.

Thinking of this, Vincent’s mood has become worse than before.

He made a simple gesture, and a security guard standing at the door left silently. It was a capable child, and Vincent knew that he would soon get a new batch of blood to handle the matter.

Although the problem is still there.

"The people in the Ministry of Defense want to talk to you..."

Caroline quietly handed over the phone from the other side of the room.

"They want to talk about this accident."

Vincent smoked his mouth and only the closest person could understand that this was the way he expressed contempt. He did not immediately give Caroline a reply, and his eyes fell on the nameplate on the other side of the table - Deep White Biotech, next to the company's badge, a two-sided mermaid with two tails and four arms.

For a moment, he suddenly felt tired, and the horrible mermaid turned his head like a living thing to crack his mouth, and then showed a sly smile.

......

"Tell them that I will answer later." After a moment of silence, Vinson rejected the call.

Caroline stared worriedly at his pale face.

"Are you not feeling well?"

She asked.

Vinson frowned and was preparing to answer her "everything is good", the transparent cold hit him.

Vinson clenched his teeth, calmed with terrible self-control and shook his head at others.

As if receiving a silent message, in addition to Caroline, the security personnel in the entire room also quit.

With the closure of the metal door, this huge office, which is syntactically sci-fi, has become even quieter.

"Vinson?!"

Caroline immediately understood what had happened. She panicked and ran to Vinson's desk, pulling the drawer and rummaging.

But all of Vincent couldn't feel it. He blinked and the symptoms that had already had signs had become more serious.

The table twisted like a dancing grass, the ceiling gradually began to distort, and the most important thing was the images, oh, those images, like locusts, whizzing toward him -

Blue sea water...

Bright red blood...

Broken corpse...

The icy water flowed through his scales...

Everything is almost cozy, including the kind of pleasure that is satisfying after the killing.

However, after a few seconds, a chaotic panic flocked to him. What is extremely terrible, extremely painful things happen.

The strong emotions that seem to be evenly smashed by the heart are more "fresh" than the previous "memory", but also because it is too "fresh", the emotion is like the current flowing in Vincent's nerves. Caused a torture-like pain in hell.

Only a little bit, Vinson has to be integrated into the consciousness of the illusion and thoroughly mixed with it.

[Get off -]

Vinson screamed at the moment when the spirit almost collapsed.

Although that was just his scream in consciousness.

[I am just me]

[You can't influence me! 】

From my brain, my son, I’m going to go!

The tsunami of consciousness was like the time it came, and was instantly rushed back by Vincent.

He climbed the shore from the sea of ​​illusions and returned to the real reality.

At the same time, Caroline finally took out the pharmacy from the drawer. She squatted at Vinson and picked up his sleeves, then fiercely tied the pharmacy to the body that had begun to twitch.

As the golden liquid is injected into the blood vessel, the hallucination disappears.

Of course, the huge side effects of the medicine, the pain has not disappeared. In the great pain, Vinson was like a dead man lying on a chair, sweating, and the body was unconsciously stunned.

His body is now a little weak, and even a finger can't move according to his consciousness.

From his current point of view, you can just see a photo on the desktop.

Tall and handsome, like the reincarnation of Apollo, the young blonde is happily licking the boy in his arms. The boy has white ivory skin and light golden curls, and his eyes seem to have a bit of distress.

Vinson stared at the two people on the photo and took a deep breath.

When the pain eased a little, Caroline rushed over. She held Vinson's face and asked to tremble.

"Are you synchronized?"

Vincent took a little time to focus his eyes on the woman in front of him.

He nodded very weakly.

After receiving a positive reply, Caroline slammed into the ground for a moment, her face paled because of panic.

"This kind of non-triggered mental synchronization... It started to ooze back, right? When did it start?" There was a glimmer of water in her eyes. "Why don't you tell me?"

......

After a long time, Vinson’s unusually weak voice blew softly.

"After escaping from it," he said, "I can't control it, Caroline, it's changing..."

At this time, the special beep that represents the emergency contact came from the communicator on the desk.

Vincent was too weak, and Caroline was in an extremely chaotic state, and neither of them ignored it.

After three beeps, the contacts are automatically projected onto the metal curtain wall of the office.

A circle of black and blue, thin and sturdy researchers looked madly in front of Vincent and Caroline.

"Call, call the headquarters... here is the base of the Arctic siren-ii... I am left behind, George Ann Lee, now report an emergency to you, request communication encryption..."

In theory, the image should be abnormally smooth and clear. At this time, I don’t know why it seems to be intermittent. The screen will be covered by the mosaic caused by the communication delay from time to time. It is for this reason that the left-behind scientist George Ann Lee’s face looks Going up there is a distortion and embarrassment that is difficult to describe in words.

Caroline looked at the picture, and the heart couldn't help but start to jump.

As the "encrypted" report of the mechanical slab fell, George Ann Lee's voice was like being cut into pieces by the wind, and was thrown intermittently into the deadly quiet office thousands of miles away.

"... five minutes ago... the residual test individual 7928 in the siren-ii spare petri dish, the test individual 9036, the test individual 9787... the deuterated behavior occurred... the base was thus subjected to ... extreme subsonic attack... request ... aid ......"

His last word didn't even finish, and the whole picture suddenly solidified.

The hoarse voice came to an abrupt end, and the office instantly fell into a dead silence, and a few seconds later, the sweet mechanical sound rang again.

"Communication was interrupted due to signal problems, we are working hard to fix it for you, please wait."

However, both Vinson and Caroline know in their hearts that this signal is likely to never appear in front of them. 2k novel reading network