Due to the information gap in the above-ground space in Area S, no one knew what happened before the emergency call came.
The guard in the duty room had just poured a cup of tea and sat down. Before he could drink it, he saw the surveillance screens on the entire wall dimming one after another.
He put down the cup, stood up, grabbed the riot baton and electric whip and walked outside.
As a result, as soon as he opened the office door, he was knocked unconscious.
Tang Rou, who was deemed to have no chance of survival, squatted down, patted the guard's arm, turned around and scolded in a low voice, "Why are you using so much force?"
No. 17 closed his tentacles with an innocent look on his face, "No, use too much force..."
The back of the head bleeds when hit with a spoon. Is this called a lack of force?
Tang Rou stretched out two fingers to explore under the guard's nose. Fortunately, he was unconscious and not dead.
There were footsteps coming from the corner, and the guards who came after hearing the news appeared at the end of the corridor.
Tang Rou hurriedly hid her figure behind the dark green tentacles. As soon as the ferocious and terrifying tentacles touched Tang Rou's body, they automatically softened, circled around and hooked up, allowing her to sit on it.
Tang Rou lay in the tentacles and couldn't see the outside scene. After the sound subsided, she poked her head out from the tentacles. The ground was filled with figures lying on the ground.
The picture looks a bit scary at first glance.
Tang Rou jumped down, walked around among them, made sure everyone was still alive, and said to No. 17,
"You deal with these people, otherwise someone will see them later and cause trouble."
Her original intention was to hide them first and drag them to an unoccupied room.
Unexpectedly, the young man showed an aggrieved look.
Tang Rou, "?"
She urged in a low voice, "Hurry up Alphinaud, I'll buy you some sweets later."
"..." The young man hesitated for two seconds and nodded slowly.
Tang Rou walked a few steps and found that the little octopus had not followed. Looking back, the security guards had been swallowed up by the tentacles that covered the sky until only one head was left.
She gasped in horror, "What are you doing?"
No. 17 frowned and said, "Handle them." He added quietly, "Rou, let me handle it."
"..." Tang Rou said, "I let you handle it, not let you eat them."
The young man tilted his head, his face full of confusion.
Doesn't handling them mean eating them? To deal with them cleanly, doesn't it mean letting him eat them all?
Tang Rou felt that her lack of vocabulary was not enough to describe the complex emotions she was experiencing, so she said clearly and concisely, "Find an empty room and hide them in it."
The young man suddenly understood and quickly spat out these unfortunate guards from his tentacles.
It didn't taste good, and he didn't want to eat it in the first place.
Unexpectedly, after I vomited it all out, I discovered that one of the guards had his eyes open.
He didn't faint, he faced all this clearly, and now he doesn't look very good.
He seemed completely stunned, with almost no blood on his face.
Tang Rou and the guard looked at each other, and after two seconds of silence, they said sincerely, "I'm sorry."
After speaking, he grabbed the police baton on the ground and knocked the person unconscious with one blow.
No. 17 looked nervous and admiring, looking at Tang Rou with awe.
Tang Rou faked a smile, "Look what I'm doing, pretending to be innocent. I'm much easier to do than you. Hide them quickly."
No. 17 branched out two tentacles and piled all the guards into the duty room like a pile of radishes. However, they saw the owner standing there, groping up and down with a confused look on his face.
"Wait a minute..." She frowned, "Can you go back? I forgot my car keys."
No. 17 looked at Tang Rou with a "why are you so careless" look, then shook his head, "There are, many people have passed by."
Many people? Where did they go?
Tang Rou was slightly surprised, "Can you feel it?"
"Yeah." The young man nodded, his dark green eyes slightly vacant, "There are hundreds of people surrounding the room just now." Holding weapons and wearing sophisticated and heavy protective clothing, they nervously guarded the empty room.
Was it discovered so quickly?
Tang Rou thought for a while and took out her phone.
In that case... I can only drag good-hearted people into the water.
…
Ten minutes later, the good Samaritan Aslan was forced to become an accomplice and drove out of the underground garage.
In the back seat sat her plastic sisters and their biological weapons—
No, it's her pet dog.
Tang Rou was rubbing the young man's head one after another, and said to Aslan, the driver in the front row, "I want to thank you on behalf of the juniors who are about to be rescued."
Atherland, the big resentment type, sneered, but met a pair of dark green eyes in the rearview mirror.
She froze, and the Three Character Classic of Chinese Essence on her lips turned into a righteous one, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."
"..."
The young man squinted his eyes, bent down and lay on Tang Rou's knees, and rubbed the owner's palm with his wet hair, as if praying for a touch.
The dark green tentacles were piled softly on the back seat, filling half of it, and the space had shrunk to a much smaller size.
Tang Rou lowered her head, looked at the young man's quiet and docile profile, and couldn't help but ask, "It's your first time coming out. Aren't you curious about the outside world?"
She remembered that when the sea rabbit first came out, she kept looking at the scene outside.
The young man opened his eyes and thought for a moment. He reluctantly pretended to be curious and looked outside twice. Then he squinted his eyes and leaned over Tang Rou's hand, rubbing it gently.
Aslan looked at it twice and couldn't bear to look directly at it.
With the humanoid biochemical weapon in the car, there was no need to turn on the air conditioner, it was quite cool.
The vehicle avoided the elevated scanning point and drove into the downtown business district.
While Tang Rou was stroking No. 17's hair, she was distracted and looking outside. She felt that the scene on the street became more and more familiar.
Suddenly he was stunned and patted the front seat, "Stop."
"What's wrong?"
After the car stopped, Tang Rou anxiously opened the car door and said, "You guys wait here for me for a while. I have something I want to confirm. I'll be back soon."
Aslan, the resentful one, had no time to reach out to stop him. He only heard a "pop" sound and the car door was closed.
She and the humanoid biological weapon were the only ones left in the cramped carriage.
The air became colder inch by inch, as if we were driving the wrong way and fell into a glacier.
As soon as Tang Rou left, the half-octopus experimental body lost its gentleness and became anxious.
The dark green tentacles are also slowly growing in size, and some even reveal the thick horny spines underneath.
If nothing else, these thorns are highly venomous.
Aslan still remembered the last time this experimental subject wanted to kill him, and for a moment he fell into the fear of being dominated by danger.
Looking at his increasingly cold expression and his leaning on the window to look out, he was afraid that those tentacles would "accidentally" sweep him.
"Bah-"
There was a slight cracking sound, and Aslan watched helplessly as his leather seat was torn apart by horny thorns.
She was so nervous that she almost suffocated.
Facing the tentacles that continued to expand, he suddenly had an idea and spoke.
"Arou just likes you so much that she will take you with her wherever she goes, so you must be obedient, otherwise she will be disappointed and won't want to take you with her in the future."
The young man frowned slightly and looked towards her.
"Happy?" He couldn't react for a moment and kept repeating.
Aslan continued to live, "Yes, because I like you so much, I took you out.
You have also seen that you have been hiding behind Rourou and asked you to destroy the surveillance because it is against the rules to bring you out. If you are discovered, you will be taken back and punished! "
Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it.
The young man was stunned, and his tentacles trembled, retracting their horny thorns and becoming soft again.
Even with an expressionless iceberg face, Aslan could still feel his complicated joy.
Those incredible little eyes...
Aslan muttered silently in his heart, "I'm sorry, sister."
Then continued, "Because she likes you so much, she is willing to take risks to take you out to see the outside world. But if you disobey and cause damage, she will regret it and will not take you out in the future."
He said, pointing to the seat with a long crack, "Ah, how did you cut it open!"
No. 17 looked over and his pupils were shaking.
Aslan said distressedly, "What should I do? Rou will be angry when she sees it."
The young man has a world-weary iceberg face that looks very smart and cold, but is actually a real idiot beauty. He keeps repeating, "What should we do..."