In fact, it was Lane who first realized what was going on.
At the time they were conducting some necessary investigations in District 3 (although practically all investigations were necessary). At Ryan's request, Simon had to show him some of the finished projects he had done here before, including some modified sea creatures, dolphins, tiger sharks and tuna.
Siren's cells possess an activity that seems to be blessed by God, and they are so terribly smart that they have a kind of intelligence that can modify themselves to suit almost any environment. Everyone in the SIREN-II laboratory is craving this ability like a drug addict craving for dummies. Of course, a lot of experiments have created countless strange creatures that do not conform to the rules of this world.
For example, the dolphin with hard scales, the miniature tiger shark with a body size of only 30 centimeters... The most shocking thing is the tuna, which has a flat plate, like a rough human being squeezed out of plasticine Face.
"For God's sake," Simon dragged his petri dish out of the constant temperature chamber forcefully, with a disgusted look on his face when he saw him, "I don't think I'll ever eat tuna sushi again. "
Of course, the animals still here are just "gadgets", and the individuals with real research value have been transported to other secret laboratories along with the former retreating soldiers. This is why Simon is so straightforward. These are the products of the successful fusion of common species with siren cells, but in practical terms they make no sense at all.
Meaninglessness is directly equivalent to harmlessness, and the harmlessness of Siren plan products has always been an attempt by the Shenbai Corporation. The impression left by the government, this is a somewhat self-contradictory decision for a company that develops secret biological weapons - but Simon has never been too lazy to think about this, and now he just simply hopes that Ryan can end it soon, which is meaningless Investigate, and then go back to Washington, Ryan approached the tuna with human face, and touched the glass wall lightly with his fingers.
The fish turned its face dully, it had a terrifying hollow look, especially when it still had a weird and clumsy face, the effect of the Uncanny Valley seemed to be infinitely amplified .
Simon came over and glanced at it, frowned and muttered a little troubledly.
"Well, it..."
"What's wrong?"
Ryan looked up alertly at Simon, who shrugged his shoulders at him.
"It's nothing, I just think that these guys are a little sluggish, it's not a big problem... I don't think the people left behind are careful people, I think I'll have to check the culture medium later. Proportion, maybe something went wrong there…”
At this moment, a sudden nauseating feeling hit Ryan's stomach like a hammer. His knees lost strength in an instant, his whole body leaned to the side, and his shoulder hit the petri dish of the Mermaid Fish.
"Lane?"
Simon looked at him in surprise.
Ryan stood up straight in silence, the strong nausea still lingering in his body to this day.
"fine."
he said to Simon.
Simon pouted the corners of his mouth. He crossed Ryan and moved to the front of the petri dish. He frowned and carefully looked at these under-appreciated experimental subjects, while Ryan was watching him carefully.
Gradually, the indifferent expression on Simon's face disappeared, his brows became tighter and tighter, and a confusion mixed with suspicion flashed in his eyes. After a few seconds he jumped up like a rabbit and began to call up the composition analysis table of the culture medium, and then he rushed back to the front of the petri dish again.
He clicked a few keys on the operation panel next to the petri dish, and some special bait was put into the petri dish, but all the animals sank numbly at the bottom of the water like silent statues without any response.
Ryan saw that the blood on Simon's face was gradually disappearing, and some cold sweat was on his forehead.
"What happened-"
This time, Ryan couldn't even finish his sentence. The strong nausea, headache, and dizziness rushed towards him. It was as if someone stirred his brain with a spoon. For a moment, Ryan's consciousness completely disappeared.
When it came back to Ryan again, he found himself lying on the ground, his fingers and cheeks shaking uncontrollably like electric shocks, his head and shoulders hurt terribly, He should have fallen directly to the ground. Beside him, Simon was lying on the ground with a pale face, trying to support his upper body with his hands, he lowered his head and couldn't stop retching...
Good, Ryan thought, apparently it wasn't just his problem.
Simon ignored Ryan, and after vigorously drying his face with his sleeve, he stumbled up and lay down beside the petri dishes. Compared with the two extremely embarrassed humans in the outside world, these experimental subjects looked slightly better, but they were only better.
They writhed in the water like they were parasites, twitching, tumbling hard into the corners of the petri dishes, and some excrement and vomit spewed out of the holes in their bodies, quickly contaminating them culture medium.
"No no no... you don't have secretory glands... oh shit, shit!"
Simon's face was covered in cold sweat, and his lips trembled involuntarily, murmuring like a psychopath. Ryan kept his mouth tightly shut, trying to regain control of his body. He hasn't had any strength until now. Compared with Simon, his state is obviously much worse.
It was at this moment that Simon's eyes turned.
"It's useless," he said hoarsely. "Your body senses are much more sensitive than ours, so it will make you more uncomfortable."
"it?"
After Ryan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse as if his throat had been burned by fire.
Simon came over with the petri dish and helped Ryan with difficulty.
"The infrasonic attack, if you have to explain it to me, is from the siren's experimental subjects who are 'cocooning' and unless they happen to have an adult red scale guarding the nest, they have to send out sonic waves to expel them All creatures within the domain to ensure the safety of metamorphosis."
As he explained, he walked slowly to the wall and pushed a bright red lever away—then, an extremely harsh alarm sound instantly pierced the air.
Then Simon returned to Ryan. He supported Ryan with one of his shoulders and walked towards the door. His shoulder blades were as thin as a dagger against Ryan's chest muscles.
"You have a gun, right?"
Simon asked.
"I have," Ryan began slowly, "I don't understand..."
"The siren has evolved in a special way - imagine it as a complete metamorphosis of an insect, it will spit out a lot of digestive juices mixed with other materials at a time to build a cocoon, and then metamorphose inside, and when they again change from When it crawls out of the cocoon, it undergoes dramatic changes, the kind that allow them to easily adapt to the environment. Sirens have a unique way of communicating with each other, and once one begins to cocoon, all the other blue scales All will be synced. As for the rest, I'd love to explain to you, but I think we're running out of time right now."
At this time, Simon and Ryan had come to the corridor.
The siren was still spreading in the air, it was as sharp as a knife, and it could almost cut through a person's eardrum.
Some heavy and rapid footsteps rang in Simon and Ryan's ears through the building materials, and there was a strong sense of fear in the air.
Simon touched his headset, then put Ryan down and leaned against the wall.
"Get ready," he said to Ryan.
"what?"
Ryan finally felt that the intense discomfort disappeared a little, and he asked.
But after a few seconds he understood what Simon was saying—
Nausea and headache came again.
Ryan lost consciousness again, until the pain in his cheek brought him back.
"Hey, wake up!"
Simon squatted beside him and slapped his face vigorously with his palms.
Ryan doesn't know how much time has passed, he was a trained soldier, and the necessary physical pain training has never bothered him in any way - but they probably don't add up to the coolness he's suffering now. The torture is even more difficult.
Ryan's face was wet with tears and saliva from his previous unconscious spasms. When he was pulled up by Simon, he felt some itching in his ears. After reaching out and touching it, he found bright red blood on his fingers. "Congratulations, your organs are resonating with sound waves."
Simon congratulated him without any sincerity, and he dragged Ryan up again.
His face was as white as paper, and Ryan noticed a large patch of blood at the bottom of the white of his eye. Ryan believes that he may not look much better now.
"where are we going?"
Simon dragged Ryan forward, and the latter noticed that the direction of the two of them was completely opposite to the footsteps that were fleeing in a panic.
"To save the world, I thought. We've got to kill those cocooned bluescales—before they kill us all."
Simon spat out a mouthful of blood and said fiercely.
…
Ryan almost fainted, and every time he took a step, he could feel the throbbing of his internal organs. After hearing Simon's words, his facial muscles twitched.
"The report shows that Deep White did not keep a live merman here."
"Ah, that's just a report. Besides, they're not living mermen, they're just clones."
And who knew that clumsy clones could actually cocoon.
There is no time to mourn the folly of mankind, and Simon knows that better than anyone in this base.
If the Georgean who asked for help from the headquarters was still fantasizing about someone to save them, Simon responded with extreme despair about the probability of survival of his group.
He had carefully studied the cocooning of the siren - although at that time almost everyone thought it was only a theoretical state, it was too beyond human imagination and too unreasonable.
However, the infrasound attack associated with cocooning has always been a shadow in Simon's heart. He has seen the attack strength data calculated by the computer - it can be said that it is almost comparable to a nuclear bomb.
With this level of attack, it is impossible for any one person to provide them with outside assistance.
His assumption was right.
Outside the terrifyingly large artificial floating island, the sea is boiling.
It is boiling in another sense. A large number of water droplets are smashed into small mist by sound waves and float on the milky white sea. The reason why the sea is milky white is because of its The surface is completely covered with foam. The waves were compressed into huge water films above the sea surface, but there was no way to fall. Groups of scale shrimp were pumped out of the sea like dust, and together with the water film, this abnormality was formed. Weird picture.