"Why do you choose to suppress yourself?"
Wenser was in a daze when he heard someone asking him.
The man's voice sounded very familiar, and after sighing softly in his ear, he asked.
yeah, why
Wenser wanted to answer this question, but couldn't open his eyes.
In other words, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't really want to open his eyes and keep himself clear.
It is a very cruel thing to stay awake in the long river of time, so Wenser will choose to sleep most of the time.
It seemed a very good thing if his life passed away in meaningless sleep like this.
Because they are afraid of losing, they simply don't have anything.
No joy, no sorrow.
"Yeah, it's just so sad to be sober."
The voice continued to bewitch me, saying,
"In this case, you can continue to sleep, don't worry about it, everything that happens outside will have nothing to do with you."
This sounds like a good choice.
Wenser's stagnant thinking began to turn slowly, and his thoughts began to slowly drift away. When he was almost drifting away, he suddenly heard another sharp cry blasting in his mind—
"yi—"
Accompanied by this sharp cry, Wenser felt something buzzing in his head, and he suddenly withdrew the mental tentacles he had released, shaking in the empty world of consciousness in confusion and bewilderment.
"No, you should be asleep!"
The voice that had been bewitching Wenser's ear before was a little annoyed, it lowered its voice, and said as gently as possible in Wenser's ear,
"If you fall asleep, you don't have to worry about anything, isn't that good?"
"ai-ai--"
However, the sound of the call became louder this time, and at the same time, a clear human voice was intermittently mixed in the sound of the call:
"Win... Winsor..."
The entire sea of consciousness began to turn slowly, and when Wenser was about to open his eyes, the clear voice calling Wenser's name stopped abruptly.
What... Someone is calling him.
Wenser thought about this question slowly. At this moment, his brain seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white mist. He stretched his hand forward, trying to get rid of the white mist, but lost in the white mist. I lost my way and couldn't find anything.
"You heard me wrong."
The bewitching voice in his ear continued to whisper beside Wenser,
"It's all an illusion. Wenser, do you really think that there is someone in this world who really cares about you and is worthy of you?"
It chuckled a few times and said:
"We are creatures beyond their imagination. They can't even look at us, let alone touch our real body."
"yi—ka—"
But as soon as the bewitching voice fell, a sharp cry continued to be inserted persistently, and at the same time, an intermittent singing sound came from a misty distance.
"Win... Winsor..."
…
Lance jumped directly from the top of the lighthouse.
As Lance expected, the fluid still flowing below caught Lance at once.
It swallowed half of Lance in one fell swoop.
Lance: "..."
Now, the upper half of his body is outside, the waist down is inside the fluid, it looks like he has plunged into a ball of soft mud with a "poof".
The sensation beneath me is strange—
Like water, Lance can feel the fluid inside is flowing;
It was like a swamp again, Lance could feel the stickiness and stagnation that hindered his progress, and he could barely step on the fluid without sinking completely.
It may be because Lance has Wenser's cells in his body, and the fluid is unconscious, and he regards Lance as a part of himself, so he doesn't swallow Lance immediately;
Lance didn't know when the fluid would react, so he could only take advantage of this time to move towards the core with difficulty.
During the movement, Lance kept staring at the core inside the fluid. He was afraid that when he reached the core, he would not be able to distinguish the boundary between the two cores. If he missed the opportunity to separate Winsor and Will, then he , including this planet, is really ruined.
"Winser!"
Lance stepped in a mass of sticky fluid, and could only use the simplest dog planing to move towards the inner core. He yelled Wenser's name frantically outside, hoping that Wenser's consciousness would wake up.
However, it wasn't just Wenser who woke up when he was called by a sensitive name.
The fluid vibrated quickly. It didn't specifically deal with the miscellaneous fish at its feet. Instead, it stopped and stayed where it was.
It seems to be lost in thought.
This was discovered by Lance, who was taken aback, because he knew that this might mean something bad.
Sure enough, the next second, Lance felt a burning pain from his waist. He looked down and found that the clothes on his waist were being corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It seems that Weier woke up first, and then he controlled the fluid, trying to swallow Lance directly with the fluid.
Lance's feet are fine for the time being, because his pants and shoes are relatively thick, and the digestive juice secreted by the fluid has not yet touched the skin.
"Well?"
Lance glanced at his waist, gritted his teeth, and continued to swim forward.
But how could Fluid give up immediately? Seeing that Lance was still moving in its body, the fluid began to try to surge its body, and a few tentacles-like things split out from the side, trying to pull Lance down.
"yi—"
Seeing that several tentacles were about to entangle himself, Lance instantly knew what Weier was thinking. He remembered that a similar incident had happened in the Union restaurant before, and he immediately opened his mouth, facing the entanglement. The tentacles made a sharp cry.
The high-frequency scream took effect in an instant, and the tentacles that were trying to wrap around were immediately shattered into several pieces under the scream, and even part of the fluid that swallowed Lance's lower body surged uncomfortably a few times, relaxing the pressure on him. Lance's shackles.
Taking advantage of the unresponsiveness of the fluid, Lance hastily continued to swim towards the core with his clumsy dog-planing style.
The first wave of tentacles was thus wiped out.
After the fluid paused for a while, when it slowed down, it repeated its tricks, using more tentacles to drag Lance down, but Lance was not stupid, and immediately let out a continuous scream:
"ai-ai--"
"yi—ka—"
If these screams were aimed at normal creatures, that creature would have been shaken by the continuous sound waves to shatter its internal organs, and its soul would return to its homeland. But for the fluid, these sound waves only temporarily blinded its movements.
However, the sound waves were used too much, and the fluid knew that it could no longer make Lance scream, so it suddenly raised a part of the head, and then aimed at Lance and smashed it.
This time, it was no less than a person surfing the waves well, and then a huge wave fell from the sky, slapping people into the water with a slap.
That's what Lance is.
He was forced into the fluid by the fluid.
In an instant, the viscous liquid directly blocked Lance's facial features.
Lance struggled to change his body, trying to adapt to the environment inside. He opened his eyes, ignored the corrosion of the digestive juice inside, found the direction of the inner core, and continued to swim towards the inner core.
It hurts.
Eyes hurt too.
Inside the fluid, Lance was able to see the direction of the inner core through the sunlight through the fluid. While crying and thinking about the pain in his heart, Lance carefully watched the inner core over there.
"For...why...don't give up..."
Suddenly, an intermittent male voice came from inside the fluid, ethereal and confused.
none of your business
Lance was a little surprised at first, because he found that the voice was directly in his head.
But Lance didn't intend to respond to the male voice, he just wanted to save his Winsor now, and didn't want to spend energy on unimportant things.
"You... very... hurt... give up... don't save..."
The male voice continued.
But these can't stop Lance's actions.
The clothes on Lance's body have been melted by half, and Lance himself is not very well. Although the mermaid's self-healing ability is top-notch, in this case, no matter how fast the self-healing is, it cannot resist the acid corrosion of the whole body.
Lance's body was corroded by the acid until it turned red, the fish's tail had been stimulated to the point of turning out, and many scales on his body were corroded to the point of falling off, exposing the wound below.
But he still exerted all his energy towards the inner core, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.
You must know that at the beginning, Lance would cry all over the place after cutting his nails, but even now, he still hasn't cried.
Or rather, he had no time to cry.
The voice that sounded directly in Lance's mind began to chant thoughts one after another. It tried to break Lance's confidence and wanted Lance to give up this ridiculous "rescue".
Getting annoyed by going back and forth, Lance simply started singing in his head.
What he sang was the same song he sang when he was confused and courting Wenser.
What's amazing is that after Lance sang this song, the nagging voice in his mind suddenly disappeared.
After his mind quieted down, Lance breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued to swim towards the core.
After swimming for another five minutes, Lance finally came to the kernel.
At this time, Lance had been corroded by the digestive juice and had difficulty breathing, but he didn't take this to heart.
He approached the edge of the core, observing it suspiciously and innocently.
There is indeed a crack in the core, which clearly divides the core into two parts. Lance believes that what he needs to do now is to quickly separate the two cores.
But, which one is Winsor and which one is Will
Lance gasped for breath, wrapped his white tail around the entire inner core, and looked at it carefully.
Can't tell.
How to tell? It's all a mass of black matter, it's like unpacking a blind box.
Thinking of this, Lance smacked one of the kernels with his tail in aggrieved manner, then he thought for a while, and began to sing in the digestive juice—
At this time, Lance's condition was not good, and his singing voice was not as melodious and intermittent as before.
If this was a courtship, Lance thought, it really was a failed courtship.
The inner core entwined by Lance's tail, when Lance sang for the second time, one of the two petals suddenly moved inside.
Lance froze for a moment, then was overjoyed.
He immediately approached the inner core, and while singing, he touched the inner core with his hand, and the palm felt bouncy, as if he was touching the soft shell of some animal;
And following the rhythm of Lance's singing, there seemed to be something wanting to come out of that petal's inner core, jumping and jumping.
"Winser?"
Lance couldn't help but rubbed it back and forth, and then quickly wrapped the rest of his tail around this core, and then exhausted all his strength, trying to get this core from the entire core. stripped out—
"Snapped"
With a soft sound, the inner core was pulled out by Lance. At the same time, when the inner core was separated in Lance's arms, the entire fluid began to change—
It turned out to be like cell division. The non-core translucent fluid was instantly split into two halves following the separated core.
Half of it moved and shrunk with the inner core in Lance's arms, and the other was surrounded by another inner core like a pool of stagnant water.
The inner core in Lance's arms was as big as him. Lance used a lot of strength when they were separated, and this inertia caused him to lean back while holding the inner core;
And at the moment when the inner core was separated, the fluid inside the fluid surrounding Lance suddenly changed from a fierce wolf to a docile lamb. They let Lance gently, and then "vomited" Lance come out;
And when Lance landed freely in mid-air, the fluids swarmed up again, gently padded under Lance.
"plop"
Lance landed in a soft bouncy fluid.
Lance held the kernel in his arms: "..."
On the other side, the other core after being separated by Lance still maintains its previous posture.
But obviously, Lance separated the inner core so forcefully, causing a lot of damage to the other inner core.
The fluid around the core of that petal began to shrink, lifeless, and at the same time, the color began to darken.
"Lance?"
The inner core in Lance's arms began to change, frantically absorbing the fluid, and finally turned into a naked man in Lance's arms.
Wenser opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing Lance, he stretched out his hand with some distress, and stroked the wound on Lance's face burned by the acid.
"Win... Winsor..."
Lance spoke, but because his throat was damaged by the acid, his voice was not pleasant now.
Seeing Lance like this, Wenser frowned. He looked at Lance, obviously not in the right mood:
"sorry."
What is there to be sorry for
Lance thought he was happy now.
Lance wagged his tail happily, not understanding why Wenser was depressed at this time, he kissed Wenser on the face with a "slap", then hugged Wenser and rubbed against him, with a satisfied expression on his face:
"mine… "
His boyfriend was rescued by him. Looking at it this way, he is really amazing.
Winsor blinked. He didn't quite understand what Lance was thinking, but he understood that Lance was showing off at this moment.
As for what to show off, it's probably—
He, Lance, finally one day, can be a hero to save "Beauty"
After strangely catching up with Lance's brainwaves, Wenser couldn't help laughing, and the haze in his heart was instantly swept away.
Well, looking at it this way, this planet does have a purpose.
Wenser happily thought about this question, so let's not destroy it.
"For...why..."
The core of the other petal, which is Vile, made this questioning sound intermittently.
After losing the only negative emotional communication with Winsor, Vile could no longer maintain his own form.
He was very confused, why Wenser was able to eliminate his negative emotions at this moment.
At this time, when Wenser looked at the mess on the ground and Lance who was injured by him, shouldn't Wenser despair further
Despair and fear are the best catalysts.
Back then, after Weier and Wenser fell into the sea entwined, Weier successfully integrated himself into Wenser's body by spreading the dark emotions in Wenser's heart.
He wanted to assimilate Wenser in the fused body—
This should be very simple. Wenser has a tendency to self-destruct. Weir only needs to magnify Wenser's despair and coax Wenser to give up his perception. Unexpectedly, Wenser woke up.
The relationship between Will and Winsor is inherently complicated. They can coexist or hurt each other.
If the image is a bit metaphorical, after the fusion of Weir and Winsor, they are more like conjoined twins among humans. If they have to be separated, under normal circumstances, only one of the conjoined twins can truly survive.
And Weir is weaker than Winsor, so when Winsor woke up and separated by himself, most of the liquid in the fluid was transferred to Winsor, and now Weir can hardly maintain his own form.
This feeling of dying made Weier very uncomfortable. For the first time, Weier himself tried the feeling of fear.
He didn't dare to continue devouring Wenser, so he could only try to look around to see if there was anyone who could "accept" him.
Vail makes his rounds for a week and discovers by accident...
There are very few people on this island.
wrong.
Weier couldn't help but use the little energy he had left to quickly think about a question—
He obviously implanted granulation in many people, but why, he couldn't sense a body suitable to "accept" him
After frantically sensing around again, Vile looked at the lighthouse.
There is a man at the lighthouse.
After finding his target, Vile quickly pulled himself out of the shrinking fluid.
While Winsor and Lance were still recovering, Will quickly threw himself towards the lighthouse and landed with a "snap", but Will saw that the person inside was Dr. Muran.
Dr. Muran saw a mass of silver-black viscous liquid coming in from the outside. He took a few steps back and looked at the liquid vigilantly. After a few seconds, Dr. Muran asked hesitantly:
"Vill?"
The viscous fluid on the ground was only the size of a palm. He froze for a moment after Dr. Muran asked, and then suddenly rushed towards Dr. Muran.
For Weier, although Dr. Muran's body was a bit reluctant, no matter how reluctant he was, it was nothing compared to his own survival.
The author has something to say: Tomorrow will officially end.
There should be extra episodes, you can leave a message if you want to see extra episodes... If there are extra episodes, it should be the story in the sea