Star Rank Hunter

In the room where the prisoners were kept, there were cylindrical cages that glowed with white light.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, so the slight sound of the soldiers locked in the cage hammering the walls of the cage was also very clear. Their cries like trapped animals seemed even more feeble under such a one-square-meter cage.

Xilin sat obediently inside, with his legs slightly curled up, leaning against the cage wall and closing his eyes. He was waiting, while also paying attention to the movement outside the cage. You can't see the outside scene from inside the cage, but Xilin can perceive the movement outside through subtle vibrations and changes in the mechanical language.

Although it is impossible to understand the situation outside without looking like Xiying and Gray Cat, it is absolutely possible to know a general idea. For example, when an experimenter comes to inspect the situation, Xilin can perceive it. How long the experimenter stayed, which cage he stayed in front of for a long time, what the inspection route was, etc., can all be sensed.

In addition to storing physical strength and sensing the external situation, Xilin also silently counted the time in his heart. Suddenly, Xilin's heart moved. He sensed something abnormal outside, which was not obvious. Even people who stayed outside the cage might not be able to detect the movement based on hearing alone.

Somewhere on the wall of the prisoner's room, a ripple like a wave flashed, and a man stepped out of it. It was a guy with a metallic luster and whose face could not be seen clearly, only a humanoid form could be seen. There was almost no sound during the whole process, only a slight ripple appeared where the body touched the wall.

Xilin didn't know what the visitor looked like. But the feeling the visitor gave Xilin reminded Xilin of a person he had seen in the prison in the S sector.

"fog"? Or "unforgiven"?

No matter which side it is from, Xilin is quite surprised now. As the top two killer organizations of the Star Alliance. Whether it is "Fog" or "Unforgiven", every move is thought-provoking. What's more, on the planet that belongs to the "miracle", several large test bases have been built.

Why are they here? people. Or medicine?

The "Miracle" company is now most famous for its genetic medicine, but if you want to find a genetic medicine, you won't come to this place where the prisoners are held?

Xilin kept his head down, maintaining the posture just now. From the outside, he looked like a sleeping person, and the visitor didn't pay attention to Xilin. He scanned the scene in the room. Just stepped into the wall again, the ripples closed, and everything returned to the way it used to be, as if no one had ever been here.

Although there is no experimenter in this room. But there are several monitors that can see the whole room clearly. And that person was able to walk out of the wall blatantly, because he must not be afraid of being discovered by the monitor. That is to say, if the monitor is tampered with, he must have accomplices, and there may even be several.

Things are a little more complicated.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing, at least what happened next can be directly pushed on them.

Time passed slowly, and the researchers at the base were still doing their work as usual.

In another base a little far from the research base where Xilin is located. Two researchers took advantage of their free time to chat in the break room, complaining about the experiments that have always failed recently.

"It still doesn't work, the stability can't be improved, the side effects of the feedback are too great, just this afternoon, more than 20 cases have failed, and the people above are still pressurizing, tired, really tired. ’ one researcher grumbled.

Nor are they entirely voluntary in coming to this place to conduct research. Under the "Miracle" company's coercion and inducement, they are only standing here now.

They were quite surprised at first. After all, the test subjects here are all soldiers, some of whom have high military ranks. Relatively, these people are also physically strong, so they are all good test subjects. If this was done before, their little fellow researchers would not have dared to experiment with these soldiers and officers. They could not bear the revenge of the Covenant Army, but now... the situation is different, and they are used to it.

Hearing this person's complaint, another experimenter sitting next to him also nodded in agreement, "That's right, we also failed a lot. Although the first batch of experimental products that were transformed were considered successful, if we want to strengthen them again, we will be successful." The rate is generally not high. Human genes also have their limits, even if they have been modified, this limit cannot be ignored.”

"I don't agree with this. Our transformation is to break the limit of the original gene. Otherwise, how can it be called transformation? And..."

Then there is silence.

"Huh? Go ahead, I'm listening." The researcher, who had lowered his head to drink water and listened to the other party's reasons for disapproval, found that the person next to him was silent after a while. Turning to look at the person beside him, he found that the other person was looking at him in horror.

"What's wrong?"

"You...your face!" The man jumped away abruptly, pointing at the person holding the cup tremblingly.

"Face?"

The researcher put down his glass and raised his hand to touch his face. At this moment, he himself exclaimed. He didn't see any changes on his face, but he saw brown spots gradually appearing on his raised hands. He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, only to find that his entire arm was in the same condition. Needless to say, brown spots appeared on his face as well.

"You have it too!" The man covered in brown spots shouted at the colleague who was about to rush out.

Indeed, the other person's symptoms only appeared two minutes later, but it was indeed the same as the former, with brown spots appearing on his body.

These are not the kind of spots that appear on the elderly. The large and small spots on their bodies are all oval in shape, and where there are spots, the subcutaneous nerves seem to have been necrotic, so they can't feel it. Even if one slides a knife against the spot, one feels no pain.

Is this a viral infection? Or drug effect?

they do not know.

The laboratory's virus defense system had no warning, and they themselves had not been exposed to any drugs that could trigger such symptoms.

fear.

Sudden fear, rapid and intense.

People who are engaged in biochemical experiments have a natural sense of panic about such a situation. They have seen a lot of changes in those experimental products. Therefore, in order to prevent themselves from contracting some bad things, they all He pays great attention to self-protection, and the planetary base is engaged in biochemical laboratories with complete protection and disinfection facilities. After working here for more than two years, no infection has occurred, except for those who were injured by failed experiments. With the exception of a handful of fellows, everyone else has been fine.

But what's going on now? !

Protective clothing, disinfection room, multi-level buffer room, isolation room...all of these should be no problem, could it be the effect of drugs?

Before the two had time to respond to what happened to them, a piercing scream outside the lounge officially rolled up the uneasiness in the laboratory.

The lab is in chaos.

In addition to this laboratory, the same situation happened to several laboratories in the base where it was located. Soon, the entire base was full of people screaming in panic. They were afraid, afraid of becoming the same fate as those test subjects.

If such a large-scale situation occurs, it must be caused by the spread of the virus, and the effect of the drug will not have such a fast and wide-ranging impact.

It is precisely because most people believe that this is a symptom of a viral infection that they panic. In fact, if the symptoms were the same as those of the experimental items, their fear might be less, but the problem is that what happened to them is not the same as the symptoms of the experimental items after being forcibly infected by the virus vector.

The unknown is the scariest thing, because you don't know where to start saving.

At the same time as the chaos caused by the infection occurred at this experimental base, similar situations began to occur at two other bases. News of an unknown virus infection spread, and several other experimental bases on the planet where no cases had been found were all put on tense alert.

The defense system of the base could not detect this virus, and the disinfection status of the disinfection room and buffer rooms at all levels outside the sterile room could not be determined.

The response of the virus base was very fast. They have set up a special team to start research on this virus. However, within a few hours, news came that the panic escalated again—several senior researchers in the team had been infected, and the status of other team members was yet to be determined.

This "to be determined" is actually just a superficial rhetoric. Since it is the same research team, it is only a matter of how long it takes for the remaining people to develop lesions.

The incubation period of this virus in different people is different. Some may cause lesions immediately, while others may wait for two or three hours. Most importantly, its mutation frequency is very high, which makes the research team Several senior researchers of the group were helpless.

Now everyone only knows that this virus can anesthetize people's nerves, and there have been no fatal cases so far, but the people in the base have no sense of relief, and no one is sure whether this virus will kill people. Maybe it is only the primary stage of the disease. Stage, not life-threatening, so what next? When the anesthesia trend of the superficial nerves is gradually spreading, coupled with the high mutation frequency of the virus, who can guarantee that it will not become a fierce killer?

Bases with no cases of virus infection refused access to outsiders and upgraded their original defense systems. The people at the base don't have the mind to do their own things. They prefer to keep themselves in a closed room, isolated from the outside, for fear of being infected. They promised to come here to work for profit, not for death.

When several bases were in chaos, the gray cat squatting in a small corner looked at the panicked crowd, stretched calmly, tilted its head and scratched its ears with its hind legs a few times, shaking its fur. Continue to "cast the net".