Ethan stared at the document on the transparent desktop, frowning tightly. Before disappearing, the people at Base 18 received a communication from Base 19, which was the closest to them, saying that they noticed an abnormality in the animal samples collected locally. Several researchers were infected, and the situation was not optimistic. I reminded No. 18 accordingly. People at the base be careful. However, the specific infection and symptoms were not explained at all.
He remembered the monster, and the picture of the monster's cock getting into Jeff's body.
As he was contemplating, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder. He jerked violently and almost jumped up, but when he turned his head, he saw that Samuel was standing behind him at some point.
"It's almost dawn, why don't you sleep for a while?" Samuel Kwang bare his upper body, showing his strong wheat-colored muscles, clutching his dazzling hair, with a bit of sleepiness in his eyes, half-squinting looking at him .
Ethan sighed, "I dare not sleep... I can't sleep either."
Samuel squeezed into the sofa he was sitting on, and he had to move to the side, pushed into the corner by the Omega, who was taller than him. Samuel leaned back comfortably, with his hand on the back of the sofa, and with the other hand he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a very primitive lighter, "If you can't sleep, I just happen to discuss something with you. Son."
Ethan was choked and coughed twice, leaned his face back and tried to avoid the smoke swirling in the other party's nose and mouth, "What's the matter?"
"You took on that status for me. I know you may not have a good time. If you regret it, it's still too late."
Ethan rolled his eyes speechlessly, "That's all? Are you still worried about this now?"
"When we return to the Forbidden City and the news spreads, it will be too late to go back and regret it."
"Then we'll have to wait until I get back alive. Besides, it's no big deal for me to be thought of as an Omega. I'm not a tough guy anyway. As long as you cover me, there won't be any problem."
"In that case." Samuel suddenly took the cigarette out of his mouth, turned his head and looked at him seriously with a pair of deep eyes, "I have to mark you."
Ethan didn't realize what the other party was saying for a while, and looked at him inexplicably, "Huh?"
"Everyone knows you're mine, and you don't have a mark on your neck, what do you think they'll think? Either I don't take you seriously, or I have a problem with myself. Either situation is bad for us. Now we The situation is dangerous, and we can't make extra branches."
Ethan was speechless for a moment when he said it, and after holding it for a while, he found a reason to refute, "But I'm a Beta, and I don't have Omega glands. You're an Omega, and you don't have Alpha's saliva. Week's bite."
"It's simple." Samuel said, pressing out the cigarette butt on the glass tabletop, and suddenly his entire body leaned in the direction of Ethan, shrouding the overwhelmed Beta in his shadow. Ethan had a ominous premonition in the eyes of the other party, and shrank his shoulders slightly.
"As long as I bite on your neck once a day. The big deal is to bite harder and spray some camouflage hormones."
At this moment, Samuel exudes the strong Alpha smell of the camouflage reagent, and the dark eyes are filled with undercurrents that are about to move. He put his hands on the back and armrests of the sofa, imprisoning Ethan in a small gap in the middle with nowhere to escape, and pressing his head slowly and irresistibly to Ethan's neck. Ethan swallowed his saliva. He always felt that the other party's theory sounded reasonable. Why did he always feel that he was taken advantage of by the other party
He hurriedly stretched out his hand and pushed Samuel's chest, "This... let's talk about this later? You... let me think about it... "
Samuel's body didn't mean to move away, the heat from the skin spread from Ethan's palm, making him panic and bewildered. For Beta, due to the lack of Omega glands, the act of marking does not bring any sexual or psychological pleasure other than pain, but for some reason, Samuel, who is exuding Alpha breath, looks at him like this, and he also There was an unbearable urge to sacrifice his neck and let the opponent's sharp teeth sink into his flesh.
He began to wonder if Samuel not only liked to pretend to be an Alpha, but that he was an Alpha at heart, but was born with the wrong gender
And he himself... Ethan has always known that he is a bit M-inclination, although on the surface he looks neat and well-dressed, but in his heart he often fantasizes about being controlled, being treated roughly, and even being half-forced to do some indescribable things. That's why he prefers Alpha to Omega. And now the masochism that has been hidden for a long time has been provoked by an Omega, thinking about it, I am really hungry. Ethan swallowed and was thinking about whether he would just follow him, wouldn't he just take a bite anyway.
As a result, Samuel suddenly turned his face away at this time, his brows furrowed, and he raised his head alertly. The keen cheetah noticed the change in the air. Ethan asked him, "What's wrong?"
"Didn't you hear?"
"Hear what?"
"A scream." Samuel stretched out his hand and pointed to the corridor leading to the rest area and sleeping area. "It seems to have come from over there."
Ethan didn't hear anything. After all, all the sleeping chambers are soundproof, so even if they kill pigs inside, they shouldn't be able to hear it.
As soon as the two of them stood up, they saw that a door was already open in the corridor, and Tanisel, whose perception ability was far superior to that of Earth people, came out in a hurry, and even the buttons of his coat had not been fastened, revealing a strong and sturdy appearance. The smooth chest and abdominal muscles, the mermaid muscles spread and disappear under the waistband of the trousers, it is not like a figure that a priest would have. He glanced at Samuel and Ethan, didn't say anything, reached out and knocked on the door of a one-person lounge.
There was no response, and no one opened the door.
Taniser activates the Sphere of Breath, and a beam casts a map with all inhuman coordinates marked on it. And at this moment, there is indeed a person in the room behind the door.
Jeff.
Sure enough, something happened.
Ethan broke out in a cold sweat and immediately woke up the main computer Gina, "Open the door! There is an emergency!"
Samuel didn't know what was going on, and inexplicably looked at Ethan and ordered with a look of panic. In the current unupdated information of Base 18, Ethan's former secretary status has the current highest authority, so Gina obediently unlocked the hatch of the lounge. At the moment when the door slid open smoothly to the right, a pungent and thick stench seemed to be able to gushing out of the black air, causing the three of them to take a half step back. Ethan covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and saw the... person lying at the door at a glance
It was indeed a human figure, but there were countless dense bumps floating on his exposed arms and the skin of the back of his neck, spreading all the way into the clothes. At first glance, I thought it was goosebumps magnified many times, but when I looked closely, I found that the bumps turned out to be moving, and a small black dot was faintly visible inside, just like a frog egg!
The urge to vomit rolled up from the stomach, and even Samuel's hair stood on end, and his body was stiff and he didn't dare to step forward. At this time, the human figure suddenly raised his head. The face that originally belonged to Jeff was now unbearably swollen. The similar frog egg-like bag squeezed his facial features into shape, and was still twitching under the flesh.
Looking at that face, Ethan somehow thought of the monster's face.
"Help me..." His voice was not the same as before, as if something was stuck in his throat, and his breath was thick.
Seeing the miserable look of the other party, Samuel seemed to want to step forward, but was pulled by Ethan, "It may be contagious."
The priest raised his head suddenly and looked at Ethan with a bit of coldness in his eyes. This Beta obviously knew something, otherwise he wouldn't have been so nervous when he heard that Jeff was behind the door.
Ethan felt uncomfortable with the inquiring gaze, and his guilt grew stronger. If he told what he saw at the time, maybe Jeff could be saved
The strange insects that can burrow into the human body, the request for help sent by the No. 19 base before disappearing, the blood infection... There seems to be some kind of far-reaching connection among them.
Could it be... already started
Thinking of this, Ethan leaned his body against the wall in panic, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "What should I do now?"
"Before the others are awake, he must be isolated and observed immediately. Samuel, go get two sets of our space suits immediately. Ethan, go and prepare the medical warehouse!" There is no room for negotiation. On the ground, Jeff seemed to still have a trace of consciousness. Hearing the priest's words, there was a deep fear in the only recognizable eyes, "Don't... help me... It's uncomfortable! I'm so uncomfortable!"
The sound of his voice being torn apart and spliced together gave me goosebumps. Tanithel looked at his hand outstretched toward him, covered in disgusting quivering bubbles, with some kind of sympathy, but showed no sign of changing his mind. Jeff wasn't Samuel's, so the latter's sympathy was limited, and he immediately turned around and rushed to the hall where they placed their salutes.
Ethan called Gina to take him to the medical cabin, which was an absolutely sealed cabin with many isolation and monitoring beds, like rows of translucent coffins lying across a long, dimly lit space. He was very unfamiliar with this place and had absolutely no idea what to do, so he had to instruct Gina to call a service robot to help open the cover of a hospital bed and set a series of parameters on the monitor at the head of the bed. When filling in the name of the infectious disease, he didn't know what to fill in, so he had to enter UNKNOWN. Unexpectedly, the isolation level was automatically adjusted to the highest level after this input. Obviously, the designer of the hospital bed also took into account the possibility of encountering unknown conditions in aliens.
It didn't take long for Samuel and Tanisel, both in space suits, to carry Jeff in together. The human figure was limp, as if it had completely lost the support of its bones, but it still seemed to feel pain, and it was extremely painful. His clothes were soaked with the sticky liquid, many of the exposed bags were torn, and the juice kept dripping on the ground. Ethan quickly ordered the service robot to clean up and disinfected it three times.
Jeff, who was put into an isolation bed, suddenly began to struggle violently. Samuel almost couldn't catch him, and one foot fell off his hand. At that moment, Ethan saw something black stick out from Jeff's trousers, and then retracted immediately.
"There's something under the skin!! Ah!!!" Jeff suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then all the pustules on his face suddenly burst open at the same time!
No... that's not bursting... it's being propped open. Countless black ones are similar to that monster, but much smaller ones break through the red and swollen skin and grow out of those "pustules" quickly. Their lower bodies were still stuck in Jeff's skin, but their upper bodies were twisting in the air like earthworms, bending and straightening for a while, as if they had a layer of gray-black flagella on their faces.
The disgusting sight made someone as strong as Samuel take a few steps back in horror, crashing into an isolation bed behind with a loud thud.
Although Tanisel was much calmer than the two of them, his face was also pale and he quickly let go of his hand. Jeff seemed to have suddenly lost all consciousness. He was half lying on the isolation bed, his feet still hanging on the ground, and his face was dancing with that kind of slender thing that didn't know whether it was a hair or a worm, and it was difficult to tell whether it was alive or dead. His body was still twitching from time to time, and some of the "pustules" on his hands began to burst, and yellow and black viscous substances seeped out of the cracks, and a similar black thing was faintly visible below.
Taniser was the first to react. He quickly pushed Jeff's body deep into the bed and pressed the red button next to the hatch. The three-tier hatches slid up quickly one after the other. Across the three layers of nano-glass, you can still see those thin black lines that keep growing, reminiscent of the coral polyps that are constantly dancing with the tide in the deep sea, tapping the sealing cover, as if asking politely. :let me out.
After completing all this, the three were relatively speechless for a while. I'm afraid they will never forget what happened in just half an hour.
They prayed that Jeff was dead. Because death was more merciful than what they saw.