The fir leaves planted in the garden of the Shaojin mansion turned red, and Domino leaned on the pillow by the bay window, sketching with a notepad.
The previous page of the notepad recorded that Bai Chunian ran away in a coma and out of control in Port M, causing M2's ability to annihilate and expand its power to the point where it could wipe out hundreds of people.
The reptile was sitting opposite him, holding a lollipop in his mouth, typing with his laptop on his lap, and staring at the screen all the time: "In other words, the current differentiation level of the envoy has probably broken through the M2 level?"
"Well, I feel a higher power fluctuation, but I can't judge what it is."
No matter whether it is a person or a test subject, the differentiation level is difficult to detect from the outside. Only when he uses the differentiation ability, the pheromone emitted can make others judge the level. That is to say, if a person's differentiation level reaches M2 level, but He has only demonstrated his J1 ability in front of others, so others can only determine that he has reached the J1 level based on pheromones, and cannot determine his true level.
The reptile complained: "You are so close to him, can't you collect more information?"
Domino curled his lips, and summoned a few red butterflies with faint blue polarizing patterns to dance on his fingertips, while saying: "At that time, if I touched Bai Chunian, Rimbaud would eat me without hesitation, you You know, in his eyes we are all ants, no different from human beings."
"Be content, when the alien radar started to scan me, luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would have been in trouble." He cupped his face to admire the more beautiful butterflies, and was still trying to get Rimbaud's blessing Butterfly was happy, "Speaking of which, you underestimate the other four members of the IOA special agent team. Although they are not experimental subjects, they have clearly shown enough potential to compete with the experimental subjects. If you continue to underestimate them, you will suffer big losses. Don't blame me for not reminding you." you."
"Have you figured it out yet, what's up with the witch hazel's gun?"
The crawler turned the laptop over to show Domino: "Here."
The reptile's M2 differentiation ability "Earth Parallel Plane" can convert the target entity into copy data, and then convert it into text to obtain a detailed analysis of the target.
A simple analogy is to copy down the data of the entire earth and make it into a 3D game. All objectively existing inanimate objects can be pulled out from the inventory to view its details.
"Himhazel's gun is equipped with special equipment called 'Silk Burst Magazine'." The reptile pointed to a few lines of text on the laptop screen for him to read.
Weapon Name: Silk Burst Magazine
Generated material: Glands that are voluntarily contributed by those who have a joint relationship with themselves and are 100% compatible.
Rarity: 4 stars
Special ability: A weapon equipped with a silk blast magazine will become a bug weapon with unlimited bullets and unlimited durability. If it hits a human, it will instantly explode the human body into spider silk. If it hits a test subject, it will prolong the self-healing time of the test subject.
"Wow, cool." Domino read the words curiously, "But I almost understood the weapon of the witch hazel when I was watching, and I want to know what happened to the sickle that Rimbaud gave Bai Chunian."
The reptile looked troubled. Although his M2 ability is powerful, it also consumes a lot of energy for him, so he won't use it easily. Moreover, depending on the rarity of the item, the effort required is also different, so it is necessary to proceed with caution.
"I'll try." The reptile also really wanted to know what happened to the terrifying weapon that the Lightning Specter was based on the envoy.
He typed a line of code on the laptop, and the screen gradually showed the shape of the long scythe made by Rimbaud with hydration steel and solidified corpse blood, and the text appeared line by line as if reading a progress bar.
Weapon Name: Dead Sea Heart Scythe
Generating material: A collection of all creatures that died in the ocean.
special power:
The data reading got stuck at this line, and then a serious unknown error occurred. The crawler wanted to read it again, but when entering the new code, a drop of nosebleed dripped on the keyboard. He wiped it, was stunned for a moment, immediately closed the laptop, unplugged the power, and stopped the release of M2's ability.
"Ah Choo."
Rimbaud was soaking in the fish tank watching TV, when he sneezed suddenly, a string of small jellyfish landed in the fish tank and slowly swam away.
"Have a cold?" Bai Chunian picked up the empty glass on the tea table, scooped up a glass of water from the fish tank and handed it to him, "Drink more cold water."
The water in the fish tank is very clean. As long as Rimbaud soaks in it, the water will be recycled and purified to the quality of drinking water, which is cleaner than the mineral water in the supermarket. There is no need to worry about the tank wall becoming sticky and dirty, and there is no need to change the water.
"No." Rimbaud lay on the edge of the fish tank, his tail raised to pat the water surface, "Come in for bubbles? We haven't had close contact for eight minutes, I'm so lonely."
"No, this season will make my legs cold." Bai Chunian lay down on the coffee table to draw a picture, and on the coffee table was a topographic map of the international prison and a patrol schedule.
"Didn't you install a warm light in the living room?" Rimbaud rested his hands on the edge of the tank and put it under his chin, "It's very warm."
Bai Chunian was wearing a woolen waistcoat over his white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was meditating on the drawing with a pencil between his hands.
Lan Bo crawled out, pushed the fish tank towards Bai Chunian, then soaked in again, and lay on the edge of the fish tank to watch him draw.
"Do you want to go to the international prison to investigate?" Rimbaud smiled disapprovingly, "You can't get in, the old guy knows you are mine, and they dare not touch you."
He didn't want Xiao Bai to leave his side at all, not even for a minute.
"Don't make trouble, it's serious business." To this stubborn and paranoid fish, Bai Chunian tried to persuade him with reason, "Now the world forces have three attitudes towards us. The first is the supply and purchase led by the 109 Research Institute. A dragon, making experimental bodies, and then selling them, you can buy them if you have money, and then use them.
The second is the IOA alliance, which advocates prohibiting the creation of experimental subjects and recognizes the human rights of existing experimental subjects.
The third is the international prison, which requires the imprisonment or eradication of experimental subjects. "
"The first and the third are going to extremes. In fact, only the second is the most beneficial for our future life." Bai Chunian said, "Don't you think we should do something."
Rimbaud sneered: "Isn't it because President Rabbit proposed it?"
"Oh." Bai Chunian stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, "It's started again, omegas all over the world are your rivals in love, how can I have such a great charm, I'm really an ordinary A, no one will snatch it from you. "
"Well, you can do whatever you want."
"The problem now is that there are a large number of experimental subjects, and they are not completely in a state of rebellion by the government. Some of them are really bad. After all, it is not normal to be mentally normal after being imprisoned since childhood." Bai Chunian pointed out Pointing to himself, "There are very few people like me."
Rimbaud listened carefully to what he said, occasionally asking him: "Why didn't you become like that."
"I don't know either." Bai Chunian lowered his head to measure the map with a pencil in his mouth, then used the computer to calculate the ratio, and said inarticulately, "It's because of you."
"Actually, I just look normal. It doesn't matter to us whether we are mentally twisted or not, as long as we can control our behavior." Bai Chunian swept the eraser on the paper, lifted it up to look, and said relaxedly, "Call work, I'll take a shower, my arms are covered with lead black."
Rimbaud lifted the tail of the fish out of the water and rolled him: "Come."
"No, I want to wash hot, hehe." Bai Chunian quickly ran to the bathroom door, lifted the hem of his clothes up and took them off.
The lines of the abdomen and side waist stretched with his undressing, and Rimbaud's name was embedded on the white skin.
Rimbaud tilted his head to appreciate the beautiful boy's flesh//body, and his wet voice was low and seductive: "obe?"
Bai Chunian paused uncomfortably in putting his clothes down, then turned around and opened the door to enter the bathroom.
A hand was caught between the glass door of the bathroom, Rimbaud quickly jumped out of the fish tank, climbed along the ceiling to the door of the bathroom, and held the bathroom door with his hand to prevent it from closing, almost covering his hand when the door closed.
"You always avoid this topic. Isn't that kind of experience good for you?" Rimbaud got into the bathroom and sat on the marble countertop of the sink, hooking his slender legs with his fish tail.
"I cherish our current relationship very much." Bai Chunian turned his head to look away, "So, it's a bit dirty to make///match."
He usually talks about hi, but in the past, being forced to reproduce was a task, and every time he got pleasure from this kind of thing, he would feel ashamed and blame himself.
Rimbaud put his arms around his neck and stared at him seriously: "Poor boy, they really hurt you. Psychologically, it is irreversible."
"I will teach you bit by bit, you have to learn this way of expressing love." Rimbaud climbed onto him, wrapped his fishtail around his legs to support his body, and hugged him from behind, "everything will be fine .”
"The easiest thing to do today." Rimbaud supported the hot back of his hand hanging by his side, and let him look at himself in the mirror, "Let's try it with our hands."
After a long time, the phone rang twice outside the bathroom, Bai Chunian put on his bathrobe and came out to answer the phone.
Han Xingqian: "We successfully uncovered the spider silk on the mummy's face, and the appearance was preserved intact. The president was a little emotional after seeing it. Come and take a look, maybe there will be clues."
"En." Bai Chunian's voice was hoarse, the bandage on his left eye could not be seen, and his right eyelid was very red.
Han Xingqian: "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone, you just woke up?"
"Do you have to ask? It's really not suitable for single people to listen to."
"… "Bye.
They assembled in the medical association's consultation room, where photographs of their anatomy were projected on a hanging curtain.
Experts successfully stripped the silk mummy's face in a sterile room, revealing a handsome face that was indistinguishable from a living person, and then sewed the silk back after a quick scan to prevent accidental internal decay.
The scanned photo was projected onto the screen. The technical department investigated all the information of this alpha and found that he was Shao Wenjing, the boss of the medical equipment company who disappeared five years ago. The news of his death did not come out until this year.
Mr. Shao is unmarried and has been living abroad with his young brother Shao Wenchi. However, Shao Wenchi was kidnapped six years ago, and soon Mr. Shao himself disappeared. After the news of Mr. Shao’s death was revealed, the property under his name was silently Transferred, Shao disappeared from this world like a human evaporated.
What's even more outrageous is that back then, many people thought that Lu Shangjin did this, because the two got married when they were young and vigorous. Due to Lu Shangjin's status and methods, no one dared to speak out.
When Bai Chunian walked into the consultation room, President Yan had just slapped a table.
He approached Han Xingqian and whispered, "What's the matter?"
Han Xingqian showed him the laboratory report: "After comparison, the DNA of the spider silk is completely consistent with Shao Wenchi, and the witch hazel is Shao Wenchi."
"This is the first time we have come into contact with an example of a human adult being directly transformed into an experimental body."
Han Xingqian opened the previous file, "Different from the No. 408 clown Samuel, Samuel was cultivated from human embryos, that is to say, the fertilized//fertilized// eggs were cultured in vitro through certain techniques, and then Guided by drugs, he eventually grew into a test subject. From some perspectives, we don’t think he is a human being. Hamamelis was always a human being, and was forcibly transformed at the age of seventeen. This transformation would have a negative impact on his body. What impact we're not sure yet, we don't have access to him right now."
Because of this incident, Chairman Yan was furious. He spent nearly 20 years of painstaking efforts to protect the IOA alliance established by Omega, and someone actually captured living people for experiments under his nose. The 109 Research Institute was completely provoking him.
"Boss, don't be angry." Under the stiff atmosphere, Bai Chunian interjected inappropriately.
Yan Yi raised his head, saw Bai Chunian, and was startled.
"?" Bai Chunian looked down at the trouser legs, he came out too quickly, there should be nothing that shouldn't be on it.
Yan Yi waved everyone out, except for Bai Chunian.
"Why didn't you leave?" Yan Yi put on his uniform jacket, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit a thin cigarette.
The president doesn't usually smoke, and he rarely sees the president like this, but although he is decadent, he has charm.
"Let's go? Why was I fired just after three days of vacation?"
Yan Yi leaned against the window sill, shaking his head slightly: "I thought you would be disappointed with us when you saw those, and you will live a more relaxed life with Rimbaud when you leave here."
"Yes, because I still have this retreat, I can do whatever I want here, even if I screw up, I can still run away."
Bai Chunian took out the miniature version of the picture he drew from his pocket and showed it to the president, and marked a red dot on one of the cells, "The witch hazel is locked up here, I'm going to see him, and I'll get the matter out." figure out."
"What do you want to know?"
"Everything." Bai Chunian snapped his fingers, "About the entire 109 Institute."
"But he doesn't necessarily know that much."
"Yes, but he is the biggest clue." Bai Chunian pushed the thumbnail to the chairman, "Ran Bo once told me that he left something in the 109 Research Institute, and I never asked him again because I I haven't been able to help him get it back yet, so I don't want to bring up his sadness, but one day I will."
"Boss, you want to save both experimental subjects and human beings. This is not feasible, but it is still great. But I am different, I am not as high as you, I just want to save myself." Bai Chunian stood Straighten up, put the palm up on the left chest: "everything will be fine."
Yan Yi opened his mouth, but finally only said "Sorry."
After a long time, Yan Yi picked up his drawings and looked at them, then crushed out the cigarette butt: "Tell me about your plan."
"The boss of the red-throated bird didn't just buy one experimental subject of the witch hazel, he bought four or five and formed a team that created panic in the city. He named the leader Eris. I haven't figured out who he is yet. What kind of experimental subject it is, but it doesn't matter."
"Only we and the PBB special forces know about the arrest of witch hazel by the international prison. The international prison will not make a public statement so as not to cause trouble for ourselves. We have always been very strict in our tone. The PBB military base is very far away from us. At that time, there was no port in M. Any members of the Redthroat remain."
"So now the red-throated bird thinks we've caught the witch hazel."
"The lunatic squad will be groping around for witch hazels soon, and I'm going to meet them."
Yan Yi frowned slightly: "What kind of team, how many people do you need?"
"I don't need it yet, let's take a look at the monitoring, it's from the technical department."
This is a section of surveillance in the suburbs of Aphid City. On the viaduct in the city, a helicopter dropped a huge funny box. A car just passed by. The colored box suddenly disintegrated, and four people jumped out of it holding guns and carrying bullets. The red-clothed experimental subject yelled "surprise!" and frantically splashed red paint on the vehicles passing by.
They splashed the capitalized English letters "DROPDEAD (Go to hell)" with red paint on the road, and then stood on the top of a huge box to shoot at the surrounding vehicles.
The four-person experimental subject team from the red-throated bird, the alpha named Eris is very delicate in appearance—
He felt stuffy, and pulled off the beak mask on his head, revealing short flowing silver hair, gray-green eyes, a figure and face like a male model, everything was so perfect, except for the chilling smile on his face.
Eris was excitedly carrying a Remington shotgun. Just as a car passed under him, he jumped down from a high place screaming happily and landed on the roof of the car.
With a bang, he smashed a big hole in the roof of the car, the front windshield shattered into a grid pattern, and the passengers in the car screamed in fright.
The violent drift when braking did not throw Eris off the roof of the car. He smashed the windshield with the butt of his gun, poked his head into the car and smiled at them: "Hello~"
Then he put the shotgun on the co-pilot's head, and said to himself in surprise: "I've never hit someone with a shotgun at such a close range."
Then he asked the driver very happily and expectantly: "What about you?"
"No, don't..." The driver was startled, shook his head stiffly, and handed him all the valuables in the car with trembling hands.
Eris shot the co-pilot without hesitation. The shotgun shattered his head and the entire co-pilot seat.
Laughing non-stop, he swerved from the roof, shattered the glass of the rear seat with the butt of his gun, and pulled a crying child out of the child seat inside.
"Baby!" Eris was so happy that he lifted the child up like a puppy, pulled out the pacifier from his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth to suck, then threw the baby off the viaduct with a wave of his hand.
The four of them created the biggest traffic jam ever on the elevated city highway, then jumped from the elevated fence and ran without a trace.
This squad of test subjects broke into Aphid City, destroying everything they could see.
In the smashed-up tattoo parlor, the proprietor was shot in the abdomen and died on the tattoo chair. The four of them played with the tools in the shop curiously.
Eris is a mature experimental subject. His comprehension ability is much higher than the other three brothers who have no IQ and can only kill indiscriminately. He quickly mastered the operating principle of the machine and rolled up his cuffs to reveal the red-throated bird tattoo on it. , stained with red material and randomly tied on the pattern.
The original "redthouatbird (red-throated bird)" was changed to "crazybird (crazy bird)" by him crookedly, and then he rarely calmed down in front of the mirror, and pierced a red line across his face across the bridge of his nose, from his forehead to his chin A black thread was tied vertically, and when the black thread was tied, he was still sticking out his tongue, so even his tongue was tied with the black thread.
Eris admired the pattern intoxicated, turned around to show off to his three buddies, and stuck out his tongue: "How is it?"
The other three experimental subjects in the incubation period only cared about eating the furniture. They didn't have much comprehension ability, and naturally they couldn't understand what Eris was showing off.
Eris sat down on the floor in frustration, threw the needle aside, sucked on the pacifier that the baby had just snatched, and muttered in frustration: "No one appreciates art here."
Suddenly, he was patted on the shoulder, and Eris raised the muzzle of the gun vigilantly, turning back against the head of the visitor.
Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, Bai Chunian leaned over to observe his face, not caring a bit about the shotgun between his eyebrows.
Looking at each other, Bai Chunian took a quick look at his face. It was a gloomy and pale boy's face, with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old appearance. The aesthetics of the 109 Research Institute was still as monotonous as ever, as if the experimental subject had been made into this kind of appearance. As if it could satisfy some disgusting taste of theirs.
"It's great." Bai Chunian praised the pattern on Eris' face from the bottom of his heart, "The lines are smooth and straight, and the red and black color scheme is absolutely fucking amazing."
Eris spat out the pacifier and raised her eyebrows: "Who are you?"
"9100, envoy of God." Bai Chunian spread his hands and confessed.
"Oh, I'm looking for you too. The boss told us to kill the envoy as soon as we see him." Eris laughed grimly and pulled the trigger suddenly.
The gun made an empty sound, and Bai Chunian looked calm, without blinking his eyes: "Your technique is very handsome."
Eris looked at him appreciatively, let go of his grip on the gun, and dropped a temporarily removed shotgun from his palm.
His hands are very special. Each knuckle has a spherical joint. If you look closely at his neck, it is also connected by a spherical joint.
The shotgun was picked up by Eris and played with it: "I believe you are an angel, want to have a good time? I just don't have a partner."
"Okay, where are you going?"
Eris gritted her teeth: "I'm going to the Ballet Theater to cut off everyone's big toe."
"It's so boring." Bai Chunian said, "I'll take you to a good place."
Eris became curious.
"By the way, I heard that the boss of the red-throated bird will put positioning chips and micro-bombs in your body, and a micro-bomb will be detonated if you leave the mission range." Bai Chunian turned to him and asked, "If you leave with me , will it be discovered?"
Eris lifted his foot out of the shop, fired the shotgun into the sky, and circled freely among the small fragments falling down: "I bet this time it wasn't the one in my brain that exploded."