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Chapter 25 Value Bias

Tang Rou felt a sharp pain in her brain, as if an unknown force was forcibly tampering with her will, causing her to feel pain.

"It shouldn't be like this, it's unreasonable..."

Even heavy weapons cannot kill the experimental subjects in Area S, so it is impossible for the security officers to shoot them one by one, and it is impossible for them to escape.

At this time, the picture changed again.

Time went back to before the woman pushed the safety guard. The two experimental subjects discovered each other and started fighting. Both were injured. The man and the woman successfully escaped.

The gears of time are frozen at this moment.

They all turned around and asked, "What about this?"

Tang Rou's vision went dark and she let go. She was hugged and pulled into her arms just before she fell into the pool.

The voice next to my ear was slightly confused, "Why doesn't this work?"

Tang Rou's thoughts were confused. She was like a dreamer. Everything was obviously unreasonable, but because she was in a dream, she couldn't notice what was wrong. She closed her eyes in confusion.

The beautiful inhuman creature showed worries that were inconsistent with its indifferent nature, "What are you suffering from?"

Tang Rou finally found her voice. She was stared at by the abyss and the answer came out of her mouth, "I don't want to interfere with her fate. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

Not interfering is her greatest kindness.

She was in pain because she saw bloody scenes with her own eyes, witnessed death with her own eyes, and saw fresh life being destroyed in a cruel way.

In human cognitive concepts, death is the end of life and the end of everything. Cognitive bias makes it impossible for a fish to understand why just seeing another person who has nothing to do with her die makes her so uncomfortable.

You can't understand it, but you can try to understand it.

Death is a very serious matter for human beings.

The mermaid nodded ignorantly, "So that's it."

Their values ​​​​are completely different. Cold-blooded creatures from the deep sea have no emotions, indifference, and no body temperature. Their senses of all universal emotions-such as joy, anger, sadness, joy; anger, ignorance, greed, and thoughts are so weak that they are lacking.

degree.

Cold fingers ran through her hair, combing through her long and messy hair, patiently smoothing them out with her fingers.

"You did a good job." She stood by and said nothing to rule breakers. This was the only thing the mermaid could agree with her about.

The platinum silver eyes were like a gleam of moonlight in the boundless darkness, forcing her to look at him.

"You have done a good job. Don't be tortured by stupid kindness. Saving someone with a butcher's knife is no different from killing."

Tang Rou looked into those eyes and suddenly lost consciousness.

Human beings are three-dimensional creatures that live under the rules of time. They live in four-dimensional space but use three-dimensional bodies.

Therefore, things beyond the rules of time become chaos and difficult to perceive.

Time is quietly being shattered and reorganized, but the humans inside are unaware of it.

When she opened her eyes again, Tang Rou's memory was missing. She just thought she had spent a blink of an eye, but she found that the sky had turned completely dark.

It's like the world was turned off by a third hand.

Tang Rou was floating in the water, looking at the mermaid's tail. She came to her senses in a daze, put down the chain in her hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't seem to take it off."

"It's okay." The mermaid replied briskly this time.

But Tang Rou noticed that he looked very tired, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's a bit overdrawn, don't worry about it."

He swam over, but Tang Rou didn't realize what he was going to do. She saw the other party stretched out his slender arms, held her waist, and lifted her onto the shore.

The other party looked up at her from bottom to top, "The water is cold, you sit on top."

This is an extremely bad posture, at least the up and down posture makes people feel bad.

"Thank you." Tang Rou moved her dry eyes, but couldn't help but look into his eyes.

Those platinum silver eyes seemed to have some kind of mysterious bewitchment. Just looking at him made people feel in a trance.

Ethereal and light, it is easy to think of the bright and clear ice crystals under the refraction of sunlight. But in such a dark environment, why can you still see his eyes clearly?

The next second, Tang Rou suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The mermaid didn't know when he held her foot, and touched the wound on the sole of her foot with his cold fingertips. Then he lowered his eyes and kissed her without any hint of intimacy in her shocked eyes.

Tang Rou was stiff for a few seconds before she reacted and tried to break away, but he grabbed her ankle. His long finger bones were like cold shackles, clinging to her tightly, and her body did not move at all.

The mermaid raised her eyelashes and looked at her expressionlessly, with a serious and cold expression. Tang Rou opened her mouth slightly and saw the other person lowered her eyes again and kissed her injured skin without saying a word.

It's hard to describe what it feels like, like ants crawling across it.

According to legend, mermaids have beautiful skins, but they are extremely dangerous creatures. Many movies and myths depict this mysterious species as glamorous and extremely dangerous. Their sharp fingertips can easily disembowel deep-sea fish, and their voices are confusing.

Sailors, causing shipwrecks, tearing prey with teeth, devouring flesh and blood.

But seeing it with your own eyes is a different feeling.

The mermaid is as indifferent and noble as ice and snow, making people unable to bear to climb over it.

But here, kissing her feet?

The moist and soft touch soothed the pain of the wound. Tang Rou felt that her cheek was slowly becoming congested and getting hotter. She knew that it must be very red without even looking.

Every second is so painful.

Finally, the mermaid let go of her.

His fingertips caressed her wrist bones unnoticeably for a moment. His expression remained indifferent and cold, and he swam aside silently, lowering his head to rest on his arms, looking lazy and tired.

Tang Rou couldn't help but take her feet out of the water and put them on the shore. She was surprised to find that the wound originally punctured by the broken glass had healed.

She belatedly asked, "Did you just treat my wound?"

The mermaid said nothing and nodded slightly as an answer.

Tang Rou was even more embarrassed.

What nonsense was she thinking about just now?

In the past period of time, all the out-of-control experimental subjects wandering in the Hexagonal Square seemed to have left. However, no rescuers had arrived in Area S, and the base did not seem to have launched a rescue operation.

She couldn't go on like this, she had to find a way to save herself.

Tang Rou remembered that Aslan mentioned that she was also in the Hexagon Square, so she decided to take a gamble.

"I'm going to find my companions."

She stood up slowly while holding on to the glass wall and said to the mermaid, "Thank you for treating my wound just now. I hope you can get well soon too."

After Tang Rou finished speaking, she turned around to look for a deserted passage. The mermaid suddenly raised her head, her pupils tightening.

"Wow--"

The metal chain was pulled and touched the glass wall, making a crisp sound.

"Don't go..."

He stretched out his hand, but caught nothing.

She seemed determined to leave and had already walked several meters away.

The mermaid looked at her empty fingers and thought of something, a subtle light flowing in her eyes.


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