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Chapter 42 Public opinion flood

Prior to this, these deep-sea alien creatures were controlled by the military and major biological collectives like secrets. The information was tightly sealed and no one knew about it.

However, the sudden appearance of a huge sea monster swept through social networks like a flood, attracted everyone's attention, and was reported by various unofficial news.

In this era where everyone can become a mobile terminal, videos and photos are circulating crazily on the Internet. Even if the message is blocked and the video is deleted the next second, there will still be a steady stream of people continuing to upload it.

There were too many witnesses. That thing was walking unscrupulously among the coastal cities, and tens of millions of people witnessed the scene that shocked the world.

At first, some people in the comments who didn’t know the truth asked, “Is this a special effect?”

And with the emergence of all kinds of videos from all directions and angles, everyone realized that this was not a special effect, but a real monster.

A brand new alien monster that is not understood by others.

"It's terrible!" Someone said, "Human cities have no defenses and cannot resist the invasion of these terrible things!"

"Is the end coming?"

"How can you let this thing enter the city? What does the federation do for food?"

"Please don't spread panic! At this time, we must stay calm and not cause chaos!"

"Who said human cities have no defenses! We can't be termites that eat away at dams. Let's use our keyboards to fight against monsters!"

The base held countless emergency meetings and concluded that the unknown lower xenobiotics were derived from the ocean itself. They were underwater before. Although there were countless patrols in the offshore waters every day, they were unable to capture the embryos in the entire sea area.

eggs, so there must be unknown creatures lurking in the water.

They have never appeared in public before, and were all caught ashore by humans. But now they are openly appearing in human cities, which means that there will be a steady stream of monsters attacking human cities in the future.

After the first time, there will be a second time, a third time and countless times.

The meeting lasted for more than nine hours, with all major bases holding video conferences. Tang Rou, as the senior breeder of Area S, was also involved in the emergency project.

It was already past four in the morning when the last scene ended.

The base set aside five hours of rest time and continued the meeting at 9:30. Everyone simply did not go back after seeing this, and went back to the office to relax for a while and then come back.

Tang Rou rubbed her sore neck and returned to the temporary office. No. 17 immediately opened the lid and climbed out.

"soft……"

The young man didn't know how long he had been waiting here, like a puppy waiting for its owner to come home.

If Tang Rou had not returned to this office but gone directly to the apartment, he would probably have waited like this forever.

"Have you been waiting for me?" Tang Rou unconsciously slowed down her tone and walked towards Octopus, "Have you eaten the little wontons I brought you? Do you like them?"

"like."

I can't actually taste it, but I like it as long as it's given to me by her.

These alien creatures rarely sleep, and they spend most of their time with their eyes open and motionless. With Tang Rou, the most important thing No. 17 does every day is wait for her.

Raising them is part of Tang Rou's life, and Tang Rou is their entire life.

Tang Rou asked, "Is it cold? I was delayed when I came back. It tastes better when it's hot."

"Yeah, okay." He replied nonchalantly.

It doesn't matter if it's cold or hot, it doesn't matter.

Seeing her approaching, his tentacles carefully wrapped around the hem of her clothes. The young man rubbed his cheek affectionately into her palm, and the tip of his nose carved delicate lines on her palm.

What matters is her.

Her coming at this time was an unexpected surprise for No. 17.

Tang Rou caught a glimpse of some flakes stuck in the young man's dark green hair, pinched it off and found that it was shredded paper. Then she noticed that the wrapping paper seal on the desk that had been moved into the temporary office had just been removed.

It was probably done by the little octopus before she came back. All the garbage had been put into the trash can. There were wet water stains on the ground, and some scraps of paper were stained on his tentacles.

Diligent and considerate.

So why are experimental subjects said to be dangerous?

Tang Rou subconsciously raised her hand to help him wipe off the paper on his tentacles, and her fingertips unconsciously landed on the other person's skin. The gentle touches disrupted the rhythm of his breathing.

The octopus curled up and wrapped its tentacles obediently around her wrists and arms. It was a little cold. Tang Rou ducked back and patted him, "Don't move."

17 paused briefly for two seconds, then wrapped her around again, opening her moist and deep green eyes, and even stretched out her slender humanoid arm, trying to touch her shoulder.

"soft."

He began to call her name again, and his pale fingers touched her soft long hair hanging on her shoulders along her clothes, and quietly twirled it with his hands.

Tang Rou picked up the scraps of paper that were stuck to him like leaves when wet, and asked, "Did you help me clean the office?"

"Um."

"Thank you No. 17, you are very considerate."

She reached out and rubbed his hair.

No. 17 said nothing, turned his head sideways, and his body tensed slightly, accepting her touch. His senses were completely immersed under her warm and delicate fingertips, as if being slid by the warmest and clearest water.

Why is she so soft?

Every part of her body is so soft.

He closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at her.

There was a cold and sticky water film on the tough skin, and the owner's warm and delicate fingers were slowly and gently stroking from top to bottom, even though she knew that she just wanted to help him remove the scraps of paper stuck to the tentacles,

No. 17 still tensed up uncontrollably and trembled slightly.

When he wiped a certain tentacle, his body suddenly stiffened.

As if he had been electrocuted, he opened his eyes in confusion and shock.

That tentacle was even more ignorant than its owner, and it rubbed against her hand against his will. It was not as flexible as other tentacles and was a little tight.

Like a puppy that pleases its master.

Tang Rou raised her head and found that No. 17 had bit her lip at some point and turned her face away. Her wet hair covered her eyes, as if she was in a trance. She raised her hand and pinched his chin, forcing him to turn his face.

The young man looked at her slightly panicked, his wet eyelashes drawing a soft arc in the air.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Rou asked suspiciously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The young man's eyes opened wider.

He wrapped his eyelashes, obviously soaked in the water, but he rose and fell a few times as if breathing from his chest, and then said, "... comfortable..."

"..." Tang Rou felt that she was thinking too much.

Humans always make simple words extremely complicated.

When Tang Rou was lost in thought, he raised his hand and held her arm. The tentacles wrapped around her clothes tightened around her waist, pulling Tang Rou sharply towards him.

"What's wrong?" Tang Rou supported his shoulders and pulled some distance away, but she was wrapped tightly around him.


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