The moment Zhang Lang said the name "Sasha", the huge virus prototype suddenly began to tremble violently, countless twisted limbs began to wave wildly, the huge heart began to beat rapidly, and the stench in the laboratory
It's getting more intense.
"It seems that I guessed it right..." Zhang Lang sighed and stretched out his hand towards the crazily twitching original virus.
The proliferated tissue shrank back, avoiding Zhang Lang's hand. Then, flesh and blood surged in the pit, and finally an ugly human face was pieced together.
It can be said that the human face is a bit forced. That face is two circles larger than that of an ordinary person. The skin is incomplete, and many places are made of flesh and blood. The teeth in the mouth are uneven, and the eyes are also one big and one small, shining.
different color……
It can be said that these facial features are a bit ugly, even scary, but when put together, they are somewhat similar to the beautiful girl in Zhang Lang's memory.
"Zhang...Lang..."
The strange face's voice was hard to hear, like a cat's claws scratching the door, and the words were not clear, but Zhang Lang could tell that it was calling his name.
"I'm... very ugly now... right?"
The strange face's tone was a bit cowardly. Zhang Lang shook his head and stretched out his hand. The strange face wanted to hide at first, but seeing Zhang Lang's insistence, he stopped evading and allowed his hand to touch his cheek.
"You are still the Sasha I once knew!"
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As for the other people waiting outside the laboratory, although they couldn't quite understand what the monster was saying, they could all tell that it was calling the hunter.
"Hunter, did you know this monster before?"
"Has the hunter been to this world before? No, this laboratory has been closed for more than a year. If the hunter had been here, wouldn't he have been a reincarnation more than ten missions ago? With his strength, it has been delayed for so long
Not even promoted?"
"Maybe it started out as ordinary, but suddenly got a great reward?"
"Maybe he is not a sacrifice at all, but a hero on a hidden mission!"
"You see they are quite familiar with each other, so can we still get points for killing pathogens?"
"Still want to score points? Aren't you afraid that the hunter will tear you alive!"
The reincarnations were talking a lot, and Zhang Lang in the laboratory was focused on the strange face in front of him.
He was very sure that the person he was talking to now was Sasha...or, in other words, Sasha's soul.
When Dr. Bader said that Sasha and other immune bodies were dead, Zhang Lang had doubts. He had indeed met Sasha and many immune body survivors in the underground base. If Dr. Bader confirmed
Those immune bodies are dead, so what did he see?
Later, after they entered the laboratory, they saw "ghosts" who looked exactly like Sasha, Jace and the others. Based on what they saw on the seventh floor, they could basically confirm that those ghosts were all mice from the sub-tribe.
test product.
Then the problem is very clear. As the key figure in the main mission, Dr. Bard's words have the highest credibility. Since he confirmed that all immune bodies turned into monsters during the fusion experiment, it is obvious that the ghosts are
The sub-tribe used the original virus to isolate the genes of a single immune body and cloned the super soldiers. So where did the survivors in the underground base come from?
Compared with ghosts who have no thoughts or souls and only know how to execute orders and fight, the survivors are obviously more flesh and blood, and even have memories of the past. Even Zhang Lang, before entering the institute, thought they were the real ones.
Survivors, real people.
Obviously, the sub-clan would not create such a thing, and even if it were created accidentally, they would not let them escape and establish a base.
After such an analysis, it turns out that the only thing that can give these survivors souls and memories is this huge virus.
It certainly has wisdom!
When Zhang Lang came to the door of the laboratory, he confirmed his suspicion.
With his terrifying attributes, even through thick bulletproof glass, you can feel the wisdom flowing under the monster's terrifying appearance.
And what surprised Zhang Lang was that the wisdom of the virus prototype did not seem to be the product of the fusion of the souls of many immune bodies as he imagined. The wisdom seemed simpler, more like the soul of a certain person, or rather
Focus on someone's soul.
Thinking of a group of men, women, and children in the underground base, led by Sasha, a weak woman in her early twenties, Zhang Lang had a guess.
"During the fusion, you were the only one who survived, right?" Zhang Lang gently touched the terrifying and twisted face and asked softly.
The strange face nodded, then shook his head: "My... mental power... is relatively high... the fusion... lasted the longest... and carried... everyone's... memories..."
Zhang Lang nodded: "The survivors outside... they are all living well. Although they are a little dangerous, they are very united."
The strange face nodded: "I made... them... believe that they... are... real people... I hope they can... live well... go on..."
At this point, the strange face lowered his head: "But I... am too selfish... I don't want them to be too far away... If they are still active in the city... I can occasionally... see through them...
Outside……"
"No, it's not you who is selfish..." Zhang Lang shook his head and gently stroked his strange face: "It was you who gave them life."
The strange face was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you... you are still... so gentle..."
Zhang Lang raised his head and looked at the huge body of the original virus. The overgrown tissues had been integrated into the laboratory, and the flesh and blood soaked into the walls, making it difficult to separate.
"How can I help you?" Zhang Lang showed his magic weapon and wanted to help Sasha leave here, but he was afraid of hurting her.
The strange face shook his head: "I only have one thing...I have always wanted to do it...but I can't..."
"What's up?"
The strange face's asymmetrical eyes stared at Zhang Lang and slowly uttered three words.
"I want to die……"
As these words came out, those ugly eyes actually shed bright red tears...
"I want to die……"
"I want to die……"
"I want to die……"
"I want to die……"
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He repeated this sentence over and over again, his face filled with blood and tears.
"I see……"
Zhang Lang's voice was not loud, but for some reason, it contained an unshakable force that calmed down the originally hysterical strange face.
Then, the strange face raised, flesh and blood surged from underneath, and finally a red core the size of a basketball emerged.
"Take...them...out of here..."
"Don't worry..." Zhang Lang put his hand on the core and launched Tianchu...