The rain was still falling, and to prevent tsunamis, the modified off-road vehicle was parked on a high suspended bridge.
The car window was lowered a crack, and two telescopes were placed in the gap.
"what is that……"
Aslan's voice was trembling.
In her sight, there were a few black slimy figures scattered along the long coastline.
They kept changing their shapes, walking towards the shore, and slowly sprouted limbs and heads, which actually looked a bit like humans.
Tang Rou put down the telescope and confirmed her thoughts.
These things have begun to appear, although there are only a few here and there, far from the astonishing number in the dream, and they look very immature, even a little shapeless.
But who knows if they have blended into the crowd?
The rain slowly stopped, and those things also stopped moving, becoming somewhat stagnant.
Some slowly retreated into the sea, while others slowly dried up on the coast.
They look as fragile as newborn babies, unable to withstand any dryness or sunlight. They cannot survive in dry places because they have not eaten humans.
That person didn't lie to her.
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The hotel has been cordoned off, with security guards everywhere and long cordons set up.
Several people died in the serviced apartment in the Tower of Babel, including a couple, two security guards, and three older boys who had just joined the job.
Security officers and the military have cordoned off the area where the accident occurred and are taking samples for investigation. However, the common paralysis caused by the tsunami has greatly hindered the investigation work.
Now a new order has been issued, requiring all residents to stay behind closed doors to avoid danger coming again.
Security guard Qin Jing was patrolling with an electric shock baton. He felt a little nervous. He just arrived at the back door of the hotel when he saw two figures.
After entering the door, one jumped directly onto the sofa in the lounge area, while the other walked directly to the decorative sculpture and stretched out his hand to push it aside with great effort.
Qin Jing suddenly became anxious, "What are you doing!"
The lamppost shone in, and it turned out to be a young and beautiful girl.
She didn't say anything. She just pushed the huge sculpture to the side about half a meter, then looked up, as if she was measuring something. After a while, she pulled out a single sofa and said,
"I think they look better this way."
"..." The girl is quite good-looking, but her brain seems to be not very good.
Qin Jing said with a straight face, "Which floor are you on? Go back quickly."
The one lying on the sofa whined, "We can't go back. There's a power outage. We live on the one or two hundredth floor. If we go up there, we'll die."
The security guard was also a little confused. After thinking about it, he half-compromisingly said, "Then you go to the lounge and don't wander around. The hotel is not safe now."
Tang Rou asked, "Is it a dead person?"
"Yes, the murderer hasn't been caught yet."
Aslan stood up and pulled Tang Rou to the lounge on the first floor. "I can't do it anymore. I haven't slept all night. I'm going to die."
The two girls pulled each other and disappeared around the corner. The security guard withdrew his flashlight and just walked a few steps when he heard a noise coming from the glass platform on the second floor.
A couple seems to be quarreling. From the content, it sounds like the man is cheating on him.
"Do you know, she is my good friend! How dare you!"
"I told you! I was drunk! I thought she was you!"
There was too much information in the quarrel. Qin Jing went up to stop the fight with a flashlight, but before he could step on the steps, he heard a woman's scream and a muffled sound.
He turned around in horror and found that the man was so angry that he accidentally pushed his wife off the railing on the second floor.
Fortunately, the woman fell on the single sofa and was not seriously injured, but she was frightened and lost half her life.
He hurriedly went over to check on the woman. The man also ran down and kept apologizing. The woman could only cry and was speechless.
The dark clouds dispersed, bright moonlight poured in through the glass, and the metal goddess sculpture holding the sword high emitted a cold glow.
Qin Jing was thankful that the strange girl just moved the sculpture to the side and pushed a single sofa over. Otherwise, if the woman fell from a height, she would be directly stabbed by the sharp sculpture.
Just as he was thinking about it, his scalp suddenly became numb.
Is this... really just a coincidence?
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Aslan turned his sore neck and pushed open the door of the lounge.
There was a faint smell of rust coming to my face.
As she was walking forward, Tang Rou grabbed her. She covered Aslan's mouth before she could question him and let out a slight shush.
In the darkness, something sounded.
Rustling, like the sound of sticky and delicate water.
Through the moonlight, they saw two figures stacked on top of each other on the sofa not far away. One person was leaning on the other person. At first glance, they looked very intimate.
Asselan blushed a little, thinking, "See no evil, see no evil." With a sallow face, he wanted to pull Tang Rou away, but she held her head and turned her away again.
Tang Rou said in a breathy voice, "Look carefully."
You need to look carefully?! Okay, Tang Rou, I didn’t realize you were this kind of person!
Atherland was angry and curious, and looked over with wide eyes. She thought that she was forced, and she was not an LSP.
But the next second, she froze.
As his eyes adjusted to the light, he could vaguely make out a puddle of dark liquid dripping from beneath the two figures.
Dark red is the color of blood.
The upper figure raised his body slightly, and she saw a long and narrow line protruding from the figure's neck, stabbing the person below.
Tang Rou let go of her, moved the nearest chair by the door, pulled the horrified Atherland back, closed the door quietly, and with the help of Atherland, stuck the chair legs into the door armrest.
"Go find the security officer." She whispered.
Asselan reacted belatedly and asked in a trembling voice, "Is that person just now? Why..." It doesn't look like it?
Tang Rou doesn't know either.
They followed where they came from to look for the security guard, but found that he was not there.
Tang Rou glanced at the single sofa. There was a dent on it. The security guard probably helped the person who fell down to the medical room.
She thought for a while and said, "There should be security guards stationed on the second floor. Let's go to the second floor."
When the elevator is out of service, you must take the stairs to go upstairs.
As soon as she heard that she had to climb the stairs, Aslan grimaced, but thinking of the terrifying thing just now, she was more active than anyone else, and took the lead in opening the iron door of the safe passage and ran in.
Tang Rou followed behind, but suddenly heard an exclamation.
"Fuck!"
It's Aslan's voice!
Her heart tightened, and she immediately rushed through the door and chased after him.
But I didn't see the dangerous scene I expected.
Aslan took a breath, held it in, and pointed forward with trembling hands.
Looking over her shoulders, what came into view were two flawless legs, slender, cold white, straight, with clear and beautiful bones, well-defined muscles and thin ankles.
The white toes were rubbed red and stained with a little dust, but they didn't look embarrassed at all, which made people think a lot.
He looked up involuntarily and found a man huddled in a corner, with half-exposed pale shoulders and delicate and clear collarbones, wrapped in a familiar color...sheet.
The soft long light golden hair slanted down her shoulders and neck, like a dark swamp breaking through the cracks, trapping a gleam of holy light.
Tang Rou saw the mermaid's beautiful face that was definitely not human.