When people hear help, their first reaction is to step forward to help.
But after taking two steps, the maintenance worker was frightened and stopped, his body too stiff to move.
The person running toward him at the other end of the corridor was tightly wrapped around his neck by several scarlet tentacles that appeared out of thin air, and he was dragged back in despair.
"Help……"
The researcher was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and his white coat seemed to have been splashed with bright paint, dragging long traces on the ground.
On his back lay a huge and ferocious figure.
The skin was rotten and gray, and there was no appearance of a living person at all. Countless sea anemone-like flesh tendrils extended from the deformed face, and the cleft palate opened wide, gnawing at the researcher's body dripping with blood.
The maintenance man took two steps back, turned around and ran away, but the next second, his eyes suddenly dropped.
Tang Rou felt like she was in a first-person VR game, as if she had fallen to the ground.
A dark red, unknown tissue covered with sarcoma wrapped around his ankle.
Drag the maintenance man towards the twisted humanoid.
"Help……"
The maintenance worker struggled in vain, scratching invisible finger marks on the ground with his fingers.
Being dragged all the way to the corridor, the perspective suddenly widened.
Screams, cries, and hurried footsteps, everyone was running for their lives.
The corridor was bloody.
Countless pieces of broken flesh and blood and limbs blurred with blood were scattered.
Among them were several people wearing engineer uniforms, walking slowly. The silver-white uniforms were soaked with unknown liquid, and countless sticky silver threads stuck to the ground with every step.
I'm afraid those are no longer "people".
Along with a scream, Tang Rou opened her eyes.
The maintenance man died, and she had the illusion that she had died too.
There were footsteps outside the door.
With a soft sound of "Beep...", someone quickly came in, put heavy handcuffs on Tang Rou, and carried her to what looked like an escort vehicle.
There was a violent vibration under my feet, like an earthquake.
Tang Rou shook the handcuffs and asked, "Where are we going?"
"The above-ground branch of Z." The person next to him was quite polite, "You have been in contact with special creatures and will be quarantined."
Humans who have come into contact with alien creatures need to be contained.
She will also soon become Z's research object.
Tang Rou asked again, "What is z?"
"Non-governmental confidential organization, I'm sorry that I can't explain it to you in too much detail right now." The researcher said, feeling a little restless and the tips of his ears were red, "Miss, your hands..."
"Feel sorry."
Tang Rou retracted her hand, closed her eyes, and wiped her fingertips on her clothes without leaving a trace, "I touched it by accident."
She saw it.
The underground laboratory is very large, and there are armed personnel wearing protective suits and holding laser guns everywhere.
Tang Rou looked at the world through the eyes of a researcher, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually grew.
Why did it suddenly become like this?
Countless deformed and ferocious people were swept into pulp by weapons, and the tentacles emerging from their bodies continued to squirm, like the defective products of D-level human experiments.
These people don't look like the creatures in the sea that mimic human shapes.
They are more like failed scientific experiments.
Could it be that the biochemical drugs used in experiments on living subjects were leaked?
The vehicle passed the corner, the researcher got out of the car, and Tang Rou was taken to a larger van.
Since she is just an ordinary human being, there is only one escort.
After the researcher left, Tang Rou said to the man, "I'm sorry, I think my handcuffs..."
Her voice was too soft and the man didn't hear her clearly. He bent down and asked, "What did you say?"
Tang Rou looked apologetic.
At the same time, he raised his hand and quickly clasped his head. The iron chain in the middle of the handcuffs was hung on the other person's throat, and he was pulled back violently. His body turned around lightly, and with the help of inertia, he jumped up, and his knee hit his
On the waist.
The chain was wrapped around his neck and moved to the back of his neck. Tang Rou lowered her hands to cover his mouth.
However, she made a slight mistake in judging her weight. The man was unprepared and was pushed to the ground violently by her. There was a bang on the back of his head, and he instantly lost the ability to resist.
Tang Rou's teeth sore.
When you put your fingers up, you can see that the person is still alive.
She hurriedly withdrew her hands from behind his head and kept apologizing.
Closing his eyes, the perspective switched back to the researcher just now.
He was standing at the end of a laboratory, filling out a form, looking like he was declaring to leave the country, and wrote a series of incomprehensible coordinate numbers on the destination.
Tang Rou didn't see anything special on the form, but it was the conversation of the people next to her that caught her attention.
"Professor, the loss this time is huge. All the medicines that are still under development have disappeared."
"Where's the medicine?"
"The God-Building Project, the third phase of potions, are all semi-finished products, and the serum of super creatures has not yet been added."
"The characteristics of these people who have developed infectious mutations are all consistent with the symptoms of that batch of medicines."
Create gods.
Another creation of gods.
Countless conversations related to this word flashed through Tang Rou's mind. Lin Li once told her that she was also one of the observation subjects in the god-making project and was used by them for emotional control research.
The bloody living human experiment data in Xiao Ning's hand, which had been rejected countless times, also secretly mentioned the word "creating gods".
What kind of god are they trying to create? How far have they gone?
The voices continued the conversation.
"Currently, the infection has spread to the trading center on the second underground floor, and is continuing to spread exponentially. If the escape passage on the ground floor is now opened, uninfected people can escape successfully."
Someone pondered for a moment and asked, "What is the population of the underground trading center?"
"Three thousand people are registered."
These three thousand people are customers, and they are also powerful people who come to this gold selling cave to spend money.
"What about the whole underground city?"
"Three hundred and one thousand."
Ten thousand experimental personnel and three hundred thousand living experimental subjects.
People who enter the underground world have no contact with the outside world, and no one knows what they experienced here.
Body distortions, biochemical experiments, countless people lingering next to the brightly lit city that never sleeps, luxury and dilapidation intertwined, like an abstract painting.
The researcher asked again, "Professor, is the door open?"
"Don't open the door."
Opening the door will spread the virus, and countless transformed deformed people will appear in the public eye and be exposed in the laboratory.
No one spoke in the entire office, and even the air became heavy.
Not opening the door means that these 310,000 people will mutate into monsters.
The man said in a deep voice, "Prepare to evacuate secretly, transfer the contained items, and activate the ignition device after all the task force members have withdrawn."
The owner of the sight finished signing and looked up. There was a wall full of screens at the front of the office.
The enlarged picture in the middle is facing a certain corridor. Several security officers in protective clothing are aiming in a certain direction and are waiting for them like a savage beast.
This place is very familiar. Tang Rou has seen it from the maintenance worker's perspective.
She opened her eyes, put her hands on the wall, and disappeared next to the box truck.