The light of the mobile phone was fixed in that place, and half a minute later, the light that was like the reflection of biological pupils remained motionless.
Rand couldn't help but get closer.
He saw a fish.
"Huh..."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
It was indeed a fish—about ten centimeters long, struggling to stay in the groove of a half-dried reef.
Rand has never seen such a fish. It has a slender body, showing a dull gray color, a pointed head, and a pair of round eyes. Behind the eyes is a circular fluorescent pattern of the same size. Rand just now. The reflection you see is exactly what this pattern is about.
It looked just like a normal fish.
Probably some fish brought by the sea at high tide, and got stuck there at low tide.
"Poor little thing."
Rand pulled out a pen, trying to get the fish out of the groove and throw it back into the sea. The fish struggled weakly, and Rand saw the scar on the other side of its body.
As if bitten by something, blue blood gushed out from the bright red flesh. Well, Rand had to admit that this ordinary fish looked like it had become unusual, after all, he had never seen a fish with human-like bright red musculature and fluorescent blue blood.
But it is undeniable that things in the deep sea are always a little strange. After the initial surprise, Rand did not care about the strangeness of blood and flesh. He was just hesitant to let the fish go back to the sea. Obviously, it was seriously injured, and even if it returned to the sea, it was very likely to be killed by predators. And stay here? After high tide, it will still be flooded by sea water.
It's like being taken over by some strange thought.
He inexplicably decided to take the fish back until the fish's wounds healed before returning it to the sea.
After the initial hesitation, Rand sacrificed his sports water bottle and reluctantly put the fish in.
Of course, the process was not smooth. Pens are not a good tool for dealing with fish, and after the difficult observation that the fish had no teeth in its mouth, Rand had to grab the fish with his bare hands—and, uncomfortably, the fish was in the mouth. After touching Rand's hand, something similar to a suction cup popped out from the inside of the lips and attached to the wound on Rand's palm. What's more terrifying is that Rand almost didn't notice this, until he was about to put the fish in the bottle but found that the fish couldn't let go, and he didn't find the damn sucker.
After getting rid of the sucker, there was only a dim white line bulging at the wound on the palm of the hand, and all the bloodstains were gone.
Rand felt a little nauseous, but the darkening sky and the noise of the waves on the reef gave him no time to worry too much.
Resisting the desire to throw the fish back into the sea, Rand finally returned to land with the strange fish.
As the dazzling red sports car starts to drive to the city, let's turn the camera back to the reef where Rand stayed.
Beneath the reef, high tide water slaps the reef chaotically, causing violent currents.
A rock in the depths of the water was loose, and the black algae-like thing slowly fell off.
A pale corpse swayed under the impact of the water, its body was extremely strong and handsome, but from the abdomen down, there was no connection between the human legs... There was only a thick fish tail.
"Beep-"
Inside the car, Rand was driving the car and heard the sound of his mobile phone.
He glanced at the caller ID, Vincent's name was beating.
A faint shadow floated over Rand's cheek, but after a moment's pause, he finally answered the phone.
"Rand, where are you?"
It was cold, like a mechanical sound coming from the other end of the microphone.
"I... just left from the interview site to go home."
Rand tried not to let his voice fluctuate.
"The place you are going today is the Blue Moon Coast."
On the other end, Vincent looked at the information in his hand, his handsome face was covered with frost. The security guard in black involuntarily glanced in his direction, and his back was soon soaked with cold sweat.
"Are you following me again?"
Rand's voice was more tired than angry.
Vinson didn't even answer his question.
"Leave the Blue Moon Coast, and immediately, I will send someone to pick you up."
"Hey, I'm gone, you don't need to—"
Rand heard the busy tone on the other end of the phone, sighed deeply, and angrily smashed the phone at the co-pilot.
He was still driving the car, and he was so immersed in his emotions that he naturally didn't notice that on this highway connecting the Blue Moon Coast and the surrounding cities, there was no vehicle passing by except his own car.
Blue Moon Coast—
The merman's body was salvaged by silent soldiers.
An extremely bright portable spotlight came on, and the reef was covered with a blue tarpaulin on which the corpse lay, bathed in white light.
The livid-faced researcher stretched out his plastic-gloved hand and turned the mermaid over. He brushed the thick algae-like hair to one side, and then took a deep breath.
"This… "
Another person leaned over and looked at what appeared under the light, his body trembling.
There is a wound on the back of the merman's skull, no, that description is too inaccurate.
To be precise, the back of the merman's skull was split open.
Like a half-ripened nut shell, the merman's skull cracked smoothly through a long, narrow crack.
No blood, no splattered brains, and the cracks are exceptionally clean.
"Oh, don't tell me it's true... oh my god... it's cracked..."
The latter man stumbled back two steps, as if the corpse in front of him would come to life, and fell to the ground in fear.
"Calm down Steve," the researcher said with a frown, even if his voice wasn't too hoarse, he even looked calm. "No, not a broken shell."
He suddenly broke the mermaid's skull with his hands - the skull, which should theoretically be extraordinarily hard, was easily broken apart, almost like an egg shell.
What remained inside the skull was exposed, a pale yellow fetal sac, which should have been the size of a fist if filled, and half of the body remaining in the fetal sac.
Grey slender body with circular patterns.
If Rand is here, he should be able to see at a glance that this thing is almost identical to the one in his kettle. The only difference is that the one that appears in front of the researchers now has only the skin, and the bright red muscles and blue blood are completely gone.
The researcher's face was as gray as a dead man.
"The parasitic eggs we left in Subject 7371 did not hatch. On the contrary, it was Test Subject 7371 that devoured the parasitic eggs and escaped as larvae."
"Swallow? It's impossible, that project never worked out..."
The coward called Steve spoke in a panic, he was reluctant, or rather, dared not imagine all this.
"Go and report," the researcher looked at Steve desperately. "We brought the world's most evil and powerful creatures into the world."