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Chapter 238 Ablation

The underground world located near the west coast of the Pacific Ocean is a mixture of various industries.

Casinos, auctions, red light districts, and the most prestigious living organism trading center.

Deep underground, in secret research bases, horrifying experimental projects are being conducted.

On the seventh floor, several biochemistry experts in high-level uniforms were checking the water quality.

The entire water storage system of the underground world was suddenly invaded by toxins. And monitoring data showed that this was an extremely strange and terrifying biological toxin.

"The water storage tanks in several other areas also contain a large amount of toxins. They have been diluted. Not many people have drank it for the time being, but they have all fallen into a state of shock and are not out of danger yet."

"After testing, it was found to be a mutated neurotoxin protein."

The researcher looked serious, "Professor, this is the most toxic biological toxin detected so far. The lethal dose to humans is 0.5 sodium grams of toxin per kilogram of body weight. In other words, 1 gram of this toxin can instantly kill 4 million 50

Adult males weighing more than 1 kilogram."

"The amount released is currently estimated to be around 0.7 grams. The overall water quality in the underground world has been polluted, blocking the drainage channels and not flowing into the ocean."

The researcher shows the data in his hand to the professor.

After pondering for a moment, the man in high-end uniform asked, "What is the most toxic biological toxin in the past?"

The researcher called up the data, "As of today, it is a public document submitted by the Tower of Babel. It comes from Experimental Subject No. S-103, Blue Bottle Mutated Jellyfish.

The lethal dose is 5 nanograms of toxin per kilogram of body weight, which is far less toxic than this unknown toxin. Currently, S-103 has been reported missing."

As he said that, he paused, "But..."

"But what?"

"Through the detection and comparison of proteins and isoenzymes, we found that the two toxins are homologous."

"Same origin?"

The professor was stunned, and his energetic eyes behind the thin lenses immediately showed a mixture of excitement and fear.

"Report to z and ask them to send additional armed support."

When he faced the screen again, he showed a strange smile and said, "There may be incredible creatures here."

z, zero, the beginning of everything and the end of everything, birth and destruction, the beginning and the end.

It is the most mysterious organization in the world. It is not subject to interference by the Federation. It is committed to human evolution and does everything it can to contain alien creatures and weird anomalies.

Unknown, secret, protecting the world.

"It may not be possible to contact Z now." The researcher looked embarrassed, "Professor Capet has not shown up for more than half a month. I heard that he brought back a new pet not long ago and hid it in his residence at the auction.

…”

"That pervert."

The man sneered lightly, "I just like to collect those kinds of things, so be careful if you end up risking your life in them."

Samples are packaged and ready to be sent out.

On the safety passage on the negative seventh floor, a light white color was slowly moving.

The boy had just crawled out of the water, and his whole body was wet, like melting snow.

He slowly put on his gloves while walking up the stairs.

The rubber gloves originally used in the kitchen broke without his knowledge, and he accidentally released the cnidocytes. Although he quickly restrained himself and put them back, the toxins still polluted the water.

Fortunately, those people have nothing to do with him, he doesn't care, nor does he care about their life or death.

The boy wandered aimlessly in a strange world, constantly searching. He looked dying and his eyes were empty.

There are multiple breaks on the pale to transparent skin, which are not obvious on the surface because the blood is white.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

Go find the owner.

To find her.

That day, she asked herself to get the tablecloth, but when he came back after taking the tablecloth, she disappeared.

Just like in the Tower of Babel, after a roar, he was washed into the sea along the current. Her shadow could no longer be found in the empty world. The world was very quiet, with no sound, no temperature, and no people.

It was as if he was the only one left living alone in the vast world.

And this time, he couldn't find her again. He was lonely, desperate, and at a loss.

He kept regretting whether he took too long to get the tablecloth and the owner couldn't wait any longer and left alone, or maybe...she didn't want her anymore.

Leave him behind again.

The young man lowered his eyes and dragged long water trails on the stairs.

As he walked, he noticed that there was some kind of creature blocking his way. It was the aura of the same kind.

He got out of the way, walked around to the side and continued downward.

But the creature circled around and stood in front of him again.

"Can't you see?"

it asked,

"You can see, you can look at me and see if I am the person you are looking for?"

The young man continued to avoid it, as if he were avoiding an ordinary obstacle. He showed no expression and did not even move his eyelashes.

He "saw" that the creature seemed to have the same appearance as its owner.

But so what, he never cared about the owner's appearance, her biological signs, or anything else.

He didn't even care if she abandoned him again.

He is just looking for the owner.

It doesn't look like her anymore.

Regardless of whether she still wants him or not, he will find her and stay with her.

It's okay to follow quietly without being discovered by her.

As long as I can see her.

"You're dying."

said the creature.

"Your body is melting. You need to get back to the sea."

The young man seemed as if he had never heard of it.

When it appeared in front of him again, the young man took off his gloves slowly and gracefully, releasing the cnidocytes.

It immediately dissipated like smoke and retreated far away. It no longer had the same appearance as its owner. "Are you really surprised that you are looking for her even if you die? What if she dies too?"

The young man turned his palms expressionlessly, and the silvery-white threads fluttered in the wind. His body broke apart faster, and a pool of transparent water swam out from under his feet.

The cloud of smoke on the stairs finally disappeared.

He sat down holding on to the railing and lowered his eyelashes.

He knew that the owner was not dead.

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Tang Rou fell into a dream again. This time, the scene that appeared in front of her was a corridor.

The walls on both sides of the corridor were covered with portraits, like the portraits of the powerful people of a certain family. Tang Rou had a vague impression that he had passed by here before when he and Yue were evading the pursuit of the auction.

All the way to the end, the last painting on the wall was painted over, and the face could not be seen.

There is only one room at the end of the corridor.

Tang Rou turned around, and the road behind her turned into a murky gray-black color. The scope of the dream was shrinking, leaving only the small area in front of her.

She raised her hand and pushed gently, and the seemingly heavy double carved wooden door was pushed open.

The room was very dark, like a study room, with a huge square water tank standing in the center. The tank was connected to a lighting device, which was emitting a long, cold light.

Tang Rou walked forward, her pupils slowly narrowing.

The cylinder is very large.

There are countless pipes connected inside, and a gray-white brain hangs in the middle.

At first glance, it looks like a specimen soaked in formalin, but what is different is that there are many tubes connected to the brain, and those tubes are circulating unknown liquids back and forth, like thin lines, connected to the brain.

.

In this way, Tang Rou reasonably speculated that the brain in the steel body was alive and might even retain thinking.

This realization gave her a chill.


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