"What you want, you will get in the end." Bai Yingting tapped the cup with oatmeal, "but first, you have to eat first."
He leaned very close to Zhou Qing, and Zhou Qing avoided his breath subconsciously.
Because his breath is very warm and soft, Zhou Qing is afraid that once he touches it, he will want more.
At this time, Wu Yun felt that he was going crazy. How could he carry the two back at such a long distance
Mo Ye, Mo Ye, you must have done it on purpose! Maybe it's just to test whether Wu Yun can throw his brother behind him!
Wu Yun helped Zhou Yu up, put it on his shoulders, and glanced at the other team member: "I'll carry Zhou Yu on my back first, and then come back to carry you after fifty meters away!"
As Wu Yun walked forward with Zhou Yu on his back, he kept looking back at the situation of the team member, for fear that he would be attacked by any dangerous creature. After tossing back and forth for nearly an hour, the sound of a helicopter finally came from the sky.
The air flow rolled up when the helicopter landed, raising a cloud of dust.
Wu Yun blinked, feeling that he was finally saved. All he wants now is a cold beer.
Back at the base, Zhou Yu and the comatose team member were sent to the emergency room for separate rescue.
After inspection, Zhou Yu entered a state of fainting just because he consumed too much physical strength, while another team member developed a high fever. The situation is very bad.
Song Zhi stood in front of the rescue room, watching the whole rescue situation with cold eyes.
"Don't you have anything to tell me, Wu Yun?"
Wu Yun grinned and could only tell everything that happened in that cave as it was.
He knew he couldn't hide any details, because Nibelungen was a special world, and a little bit of secrecy could have devastating consequences.
At this time, the rescued team member entered a state of high fever. His body was twitching constantly, his fingers were stiff, and he couldn't lower his body temperature no matter what, and his heart was so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest!
"What's your temperature now?"
"Forty-four degrees Celsius!"
"Cool down now!"
"The body temperature is still rising! The medicine doesn't work!"
"What the hell is going on here? What should we do?"
"Blood test immediately! He's injured, probably from a bacterial infection!"
The rescuers were in a hurry, and Wu Yun also clenched his fists.
But don't let him die!
Then, the instrument showed that the player's heart suddenly stopped beating, and the twitching body also froze, and everything seemed to stand still.
Rescuers tried all kinds of methods, from electric shocks to injections of epinephrine, and even opening his chest cavity and directly massaging his heart, but they were unable to make his heart beat again.
His pulse finally stopped, his eyes wide open with a desire to survive.
His rescue was about to turn into autopsy and sampling. They have to figure out what actually caused his death.
When the dissector lifted the scalpel, they found that countless red spots began to appear under his skin, which were raised outwards. Wu Yun immediately recognized it with wide eyes.
Wu Yun shouted: "He was also alienated by the death dahlia!"
Song Zhi frowned even more: "What kind of alienation? This is the first time I've heard such a statement!"
Wu Yun replied: "Death Dahlia will transform all the creatures it swallows into another shape, grow scales, and become agile monsters! And obey its instructions!"
Just when the first knife was about to fully open his chest, he suddenly took a deep breath, his body arched up sharply, and his chest made a hissing sound like cell division, and it miraculously healed. He sat up all over, his body was changing rapidly. He kept howling in pain as scales grew out of his flesh. He lay on the bed like an animal, his eyes white.
The staff in the emergency room were terrified and fled in all directions.
And this team member suddenly jumped up like crazy and bit the neck of a female employee who was closest to him, and the blood surged.
"My God! Help!"
Then other rescuers were also attacked.
Wu Yun responded immediately.
He grabbed Song Zhi's collar and shouted: "Let them out! It will actively attack creatures that come close to it! This rescue room is too small, and those rescuers cannot escape its attack range! "
Song Zhi coldly turned Wu Yun's hand away: "So do you think the entire base is large enough?"
Wu Yun froze.
They wailed and slapped the glass wall with all their might, begging Song Zhi to open the door to the emergency room. But Song Zhi hardly showed any expression, as if the cruel scene in front of him was just a scene from a movie.
Li Qian, who was in charge of monitoring all of this, asked with a trembling voice, "Is it true that I won't let them go and save them! Do I really not let them out?"
Song Zhi replied, "Do you still remember the aftermath of that Eidolon leaving the laboratory at the last base? Immediately release anesthetic gas!"
Li Qian could only close his eyes and bit his lips.
He knew that, rationally, many times a few had to be sacrificed to save the many.
But who can really watch those people who have worked and joked with them save such a tragic death, but turn a blind eye to it
Song Zhi is such a rational person.
The anesthetic gas takes effect too late.
A few seconds later, some of the rescuers had their arms twisted off, and some even had their internal organs pulled out. This mutant field team member had completely lost his sanity as a human being.
After all the targets had been destroyed by him, it finally quieted down and squatted there quietly, as if waiting for something.
The anesthetic gas finally took effect, it fell down, and everything was too late, the whole rescue room was like an Asura hell.
At this time, Song Zhicai let people into the emergency room.
The lizard monster was frozen and shipped out.
Wu Yun can imagine what the result will be: either it will be injected with neurotoxins to die, and it will become the material for dissection research; or it will be raised like a white mouse.
At that moment, Wu Yun suddenly thought of something and ran out: "Oops! How is Zhou Yu's situation!"
Song Zhi's expression froze, and he walked out quickly. They came to the emergency room next to him and found that Zhou Yu was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed quietly.
Song Zhi asked, "How is Zhou Yu's health? Have you checked him?"
The attending doctor in charge of treating Zhou Yu said: "Mr. Song, please rest assured, we have collected blood samples and scanned his whole body. Except for the shock caused by the consumption of a lot of physical strength, Zhou Yu's other signs are normal. There is no virus infection. There are no signs of parasites."
Song Zhi looked at Zhou Yu seriously, walked in, raised his wrist to check his skin, and found that no scales had grown on his body, Song Zhi's frown slowly loosened.
Wu Yun, who was standing next to him, also exhaled: "Fortunately, fortunately, I also remember that Zhou Yu did not touch the death dahlia!"
"Let's go, don't disturb Zhou Yu's rest." Song Zhi returned to his indifferent look.
Wu Yun paused, he knew that he couldn't be of much help anyway.
Before leaving, Song Zhi lowered his voice and said to Zhou Yu's attending doctor through the walkie-talkie, "Immediately collect 200ml of Zhou Yu's blood and send it to Mo Ye."
"Yes, Mr. Song."
Zhou Yu's blood slid into Mo Ye's room through a special channel, and just fell on Mo Ye's pillow.
Mo Ye, who was already weak, slowly opened his eyes, turned his face to the side, and looked at the bag of blood.
The corners of his lips twitched, revealing a mocking smile: "Did you make a mistake... Every drop of Zhou Yu's blood is extremely precious, yet you treat it in such an unbeautiful way..."
He stood up, shaking a little from weakness, and walked slowly to the shelf in the room, took out a glass, opened the blood bag, and poured it into the glass. His slender fingers passed through the base of the glass, gently swayed the blood to draw a few beautiful arcs in the glass, then lowered his head and smelled it gently, revealing a lonely expression.
"I really miss him... why don't you let him come to me?"
Mo Ye raised his head and took a light sip. There was an expression of enjoyment on his face. It was the temperature that belonged to Zhou Yu, and the taste that belonged to Zhou Yu. Through these blood, he seemed to be able to enter Zhou Yu's dream. Get to know his original and purest ideas.
From shallow taste to greed, desire breaks free from the shackles of reason, and he wants more and more.
Mo Ye's every sip was getting faster and faster, his Adam's apple was squirming quickly, Zhou Yu's blood slipped into his esophagus, and penetrated into every cell in his body... In two seconds, he drank the entire cup of blood. .
He was still clinging to the glass, raising his head as if looking for traces of Zhou Yu.
"You don't look satisfied."
I don't know when Song Zhi came to the glass wall and looked at Mo Ye with his arms crossed.
Mo Ye also turned his face and pointed at the glass, and slowly came to Song Zhi to look at him, his expression was lazy and enjoyable.
"You are not me, so you will never understand what Zhou Yu means to me."
"Really? If Zhou Yu is in front of you, what do you want to do to him? Are you biting his neck and sucking all his blood?" Song Zhi showed a cold smile.
"Of course I'm not going to drain all his blood. Because he's going to live a long time... Only then can I see the world he sees, experience the time he's been through, weeks before I take my last breath. Yu has to look at me, that's what I want, of course if he stood in front of me now, I would kiss him, hug him, tighten his bones, make him hurt because of me, I want him to deeply He felt my presence so well. His heart would beat because of me, his mind would be out of control because of me, he would belong to me completely, you know how it feels... Song Zhi."
Mo Ye smiled, it was a near-perfect smile that seemed to be the masterpiece of a god. Even if he was as cold as Song Zhi, there seemed to be something deep in his heart that was about to break free and go to Mo Ye's eyes.
Song Zhi knew very well that this glass wall, and even all the devices that block nerve impulses, couldn't really trap Mo Ye. He was the darling of this world, and he stood above them.
"It seems that Zhou Yu has become your prey. In order to protect Zhou Yu, I think I should not let the two of you meet again."
"Song Zhi, some reunions are a kind of desire that you are powerless to stop. If you can't meet, then there is no point in living. It's like you are walking dead now. Remember that S-class creature? It was cultivated by you, trust me You, he who regards you as the center of the world."
Song Zhi's icy eyes seemed to be on fire at that moment: "Have you seen him? Or is it because you are all of the same species, so you are related to each other? Do you know where he is? If you know your best Well tell me now, if you tell me, I will…”
"What will happen to you? Let me take Zhou Yu out of here?"
Mo Ye turned his face to the side and smiled. His smile was very special and beautiful, as if he was always poking at the most slender one in the depths of his nerves.
"You want to find him, not to kill him, but to protect him."
"Protect him? Are you kidding me, I've never heard that S-class creatures need human protection." The corner of Song Zhi's lips was a mocking smile, but the eyes in his eyes were extremely cold.
"He also once stood in a similar position to me, looking at you like I looked at Zhou Yu. You know better than anyone about the pursuit of interests by human beings, you see through it all, so you teach him this over and over again , just like Juli Group tells everyone how terrible S-class creatures are, you keep telling him how greedy humans are. Even if you show him the ugliest things, you will always be the most special to him ." Mo Yechao shook the empty cup in Song Zhi's hand, as if seeing through Song Zhi's heart that had long been emptied.
"Is he still safe?" Song Zhi asked.
But Mo Ye didn't answer his question: "Actually, you have always cherished his trust in you and missed his hug. I understand that feeling very well, once you are treated gently by the whole world, you will become addicted. You hurt him to get him to quit his addiction to you. But you never thought about getting out of this sinking, because you have the determination to break the boat."
"I do not understand what you are saying."
Song Zhi's expression became even colder.
Mo Ye smiled indifferently, and fiddled with the soft bangs on his forehead with his fingers, and those eyes actually had a bit of connotation.
"Anyway, it doesn't matter if you are so awkward, my Zhou Yu can see his own heart clearly."
Song Zhi also smiled, with a hint of mockery: "Do you think Zhou Yu will really accept your existence?"
Mo Ye turned around and went back to his bed, took back the book of "Zhu Shenghao's Works", turned a few pages: "I'm sure."
His voice was not loud, but there was an inexplicable strength.
When Song Zhi turned to leave, Mo Ye said again: "If I were you, I would send someone to bring back the samples of those dead dahlias, don't you want to know? What made those field members mutated? The mutation can actually work on humans, which means that it can be integrated with human genes. For example, that Dr. Turin, I bet he should belong to Nibelungen now, and his genes must be very different from yours. ."
"Thanks for the reminder, I'll send someone. And such a mutation is just as dangerous for your Nibelungen creatures. Those dead dahlias, even offspring, can't survive, and the same will happen to other creatures. On the body, including your S-class creatures. According to the research of Professor Zhou and Professor Bai, this is likely to be a virus, and after this virus enters different creatures, it will adapt and achieve different alienation effects. It's also an evolution in a way."
"You mean to say that organisms that can resist this virus will survive, while those who are infected by this virus and cannot reproduce will perish. Survival of the fittest, is this also the natural elimination law of Nibelungen?"
"Of course, we will now conduct further research to see how many organisms are infected with this virus in this world, and good luck!"
"You want to wish him good luck, maybe before you find him, he has disappeared from this world because of this virus, and you will regret it for the rest of your life - why not let him stay near you . . Maybe freedom is less important to him than you are."
Song Zhi turned around and shook his hand: "Leave your words to Zhou Yu."
When Zhou Yu woke up, it was already midnight in this world. He slowly sat up and pulled out the infusion tube on his arm.
He found that Zhou Qing was sitting beside his hospital bed, and he didn't know how long he had been there.
This was the first time Zhou Qing had guarded himself like this. Zhou Qing's expression was peaceful and peaceful. Zhou Yu didn't want to disturb Zhou Qing, so he slowly got up and looked around.
He had no impression of what happened after Mo Ye entered his mind and controlled his body, but as Mo Ye promised, he successfully brought him back here.
I don't know how Wu Yun is doing now.
The moment Zhou Yu turned around, he was stunned. Because Mo Ye was lying on his hospital bed!
How did Mo Ye get in? This is impossible! This room is always closed.
In the next second, Zhou Yu understood that all this was a phantom that Mo Ye left in his mind, and it was Mo Ye's control of his own brain.
Mo Ye's skin was still fair, and her hair was soft and drooping down her forehead, elegant and casual. His eyes were as beautiful as colored glass, and even the curvature of the bridge of his nose was just right, all of which inexplicably attracted Zhou Yu's attention.
Zhou Yu sat up for a long time and was speechless, and of course he had nothing to say to a phantom.
I just didn't expect that Mo Ye turned to his side, propped his chin with one hand, looked up at Zhou Yu, and said calmly, "How do you feel when you see me?"
His voice was as mellow as the night, with a sense of mystery, which attracted Zhou Yu to lift all the misty veils in front of him and see the most real world under the smile of this young man.
Zhou Yu replied blankly, "I don't feel anything."
Mo Ye smiled, he straightened his back and slowly leaned towards Zhou Yu.
The closer he got, the tighter Zhou Yu's breathing seemed.
This was the first time that Zhou Yu had such a feeling. His beautiful eyes were getting closer and closer, Zhou Yu subconsciously wanted to step back, but he found that his back was out of control, and he was leaning in the direction of Mo Ye little by little.
"You're heartbroken for me, aren't you?" Mo Ye said, "Actually, you're not afraid of anything... You're used to protecting others and taking responsibility, but you can't relax and give yourself to another person."
His breath seemed to pass between Zhou Yu's lips, and Zhou Yu had the illusion that he was being touched by the other party. This kind of touch was very light and soft, and he was careful as if he didn't want to be disgusted by Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu replied: "If you have seen through my thoughts, then don't use words to tease me."
Mo Ye's smile was even more obvious, with a trace of innocence.
"How can that be teasing? But it's interesting to hear you say the word 'provocative' in a serious tone. Just do you understand... As far as your human brains are concerned, if you think something is beautiful It doesn't have to be that something is really beautiful, it's because your heart accepts it, it fits your aesthetic, and your heart desires."
Zhou Yu looked at Mo Ye, even if Mo Ye said Zhou Yu who others didn't see, Zhou Yu didn't mean to avoid it. There is nothing to escape in his life, including the S-class creature in front of him.
Mo Ye stretched his neck, and there was a trace of inexplicable anticipation in his slightly drooping eyes. He turned his face to the side, and Mo Ye at that angle made Zhou Yu subconsciously trace the contours of his facial features.
His lips slowly leaned towards Zhou Yu, the feeling was wonderful, everything in this world became no longer important and even his own breathing and heartbeat were pulled away.
His lips were soft, which reminded Zhou Yu that Mo Ye would often touch his lips when he was still Ye Ling. At that time, Zhou Yu thought that he learned it from the movie, but at this moment he is very sure that from that time on, every touch of Mo Ye has a different meaning to him.
He held Zhou Yu's lower lip, and the tip of his tongue slowly slid in, looking for something, and wrapped around it. Suddenly Zhou Yu reacted, and the tip of his tongue pushed out fiercely.