Fortunately, the experimental subject S did not come out, and the rest are just bits and pieces.
The other players have never seen Experimental S, and naturally they don't have Kou Dong's awareness. Seeing this scene of collective escape, their calves are shaking.
Someone trembled in the middle: "They... they will kill at least one..."
Jiajia's fingers were suddenly clenched. She raised her head, with a tense expression, and asked, "Is that science man still underneath?"
"..."
You are right.
The man with glasses was hurriedly crawling to the side. The experimental subject beside him had the shape of a leopard, and he moved vigorously and flexibly. He is a programmer who sits in front of the computer all day long, and his physique is simply incomparable to these monsters. He is so weak that he is hunted and killed all over the place.
"Think of a way!" The man with glasses breathed heavily, his voice full of despair, "Think of a way!"
No one answered him.
In fact, how this scene happened, they have not yet fully figured out.
- It shouldn't be.
Song Hong tried his best to think that all games have established rules, and "Dead Man" is no exception. At any time, NPCs cannot slaughter players without triggering the preconditions.
unless…
Unless they have broken the rules without knowing it.
The experimental subjects began to move.
They are like heavy hills, with wet and sticky tentacles spreading unscrupulously around, and sharp snow-white fangs are exposed under the sequins. No one can see them as nothing, and all are under their shadow.
Those tentacles are more like living creatures with thoughts, extremely sensitive. The way they silently cling to the ground is like countless venomous snakes spitting out letters.
Jiajia trembled slightly. She swallowed and said, "Brother—"
Kou Dong's expression was not good, he brushed away the female player's hand, still staring at the group of experimental subjects. They stared at him all the time during the action, and only the upright body could see the anger in his heart.
Kou Dong took a few glances, then grabbed the female player by the sleeve again.
This action was like poking a hornet's nest. If they were still slightly agitated before, now this group of experimental subjects seems to have gone crazy collectively, and even their aura is unusual. They violently waved their tentacles, smashing the laboratory equipment, and the light bulb fell to the ground.
Glass shards splashed everywhere, and the little girl screamed while clutching her hair.
Kou Dong: "..."
Hey, well, it looks like it's really a play on the mistress.
What is even more desperating is that the experimental subjects seemed to believe that the mistress was deliberately seducing him, and they seemed to want to put her to death regardless...
Seriously, not really.
Kou Dong is not a kind person, and he doesn't appreciate the personality of this female player, but this does not prevent him from seeing her as a real person.
A living person should not die for such an absurd reason.
Under the explosive player instinct, everyone began to dodge. Fortunately, they were already familiar with the terrain of the research institute, so they ran towards the west stairs at the same time.
That side is at the far side of the research institute, with the fewest laboratories, and there is a door, which can temporarily stop this group of experimental subjects who suddenly escaped from the prison and started to go mad.
The girl staggered and ran all the way, breathless, and couldn't help saying: "Brother... They seem to be chasing me!"
She didn't think it was her illusion. The strength of those tentacles was extremely vicious, and when they slid past her neck a few times, she could feel that the other party wanted to strangle her to death, and the back of her neck was chilly. Her face was in great pain, and she was probably drawn out with blood marks, and she might be disfigured in the game.
But with Kou Dong right next to her, the strength of the tentacles' attack was significantly reduced, focusing more on attacking his legs and feet.
It's not like trying to kill—it's more like rolling people up and dragging them away.
But when it was her turn, she chased and killed her like crazy, as if she was going to crush her with tentacles.
Female player: "..."
Why the hell is this!
She thought bitterly, could this group of things be haters of women
Don't have a mother! !
Kou Dong was also in a very complicated mood. He originally thought that being jealous was just a little bit of eating, but he didn't expect to make such a big commotion...
Neuropathy is really unbearable.
As the object of true love of this group of psychopaths, Kou Dong suddenly felt even more troubled.
But he always felt as if something was missing.
What's missing
As Kou Dong ran, he turned his head and looked at the experimental subjects who were following them. Contrary to their quiet appearance on the first day, they look like ghosts and evil spirits, and they seem to have suffered pain, and now they are desperately fighting back because of this.
… wait.
Kou Dong suddenly realized something. He suddenly looked down at his clothes. All of them were wearing the same character clothes they wore when they entered the dungeon for the first time. There was no alternative, and naturally no one wanted to change.
But those six white coats were left in tatters in the laboratory.
Why is it so bad
The answer was so obvious that Kou Dong couldn't believe that he realized it now. On the first day, he prevented the NPCs who shocked the experimental subjects, so in the eyes of those NPCs, he was in the same camp as them.
But now, he was wearing the clothes of a researcher and standing in front of the test bench again.
How could this not be a betrayal for the experimental subjects
After realizing this, he suddenly tore off the white coat he was wearing and held it high in his hands.
The little girl was still dazed at first, but after seeing his action, she seemed to be awakened by something. He frantically tore off the buttons of his clothes. But that dress wasn't too big for her, and she couldn't take it off a few times. Instead, her movements faltered because of this, and the tentacles lifted her up high and pinched her neck.
Cold and clammy. She kicked her legs hard, and opened her mouth desperately, even so, her face was still flushed.
This is a sign of hypoxia. She struggled in the NPC's tentacles, like a thin chicken cub, going into spasms a little bit.
Do not!
Her eyes were sore, and she pinched and kicked desperately.
Do not-
Suddenly, a scarlet spark appeared in front of him.
The female player desperately opened her eyes wide, and only then did she realize where the sparks came from—Kou Dong raised a hand high, and in her hand was the white coat representing a researcher, with a nameplate.
In his other hand was a lighter he had taken from nowhere.
The white coat was burning, at first it was just a corner, and then it became a whole sleeve. The burnt cloth was curled up and wrinkled into a ball, slightly charred black.
When it finally turned into a black mass, Kou Dong threw it on the ground.
"See?"
He said to the experimental subject, his voice was calm, without any ups and downs, "Put her down."
The tentacles hesitated for a while, ignored the request, and quietly shrunk even tighter.
The female player stuck out her tongue, and abnormal bruises began to appear on her face.
"Put it down," Kou Dong said with a stern expression, "Don't try to lie to me—public and personal revenge won't work, it doesn't comply with the rules."
After saying this sentence, Kou Dong was stunned to see the grievance in that big head. Numerous NPCs turned their faces to him eagerly. Although they couldn't speak, their actions were clearly accusing him of being a heartless person.
Especially this heartless man actually intends to protect the mistress.
Kou Dong thought for a while, then barely raised his hand, and touched the slippery tentacles of the experimental subject closest to him.
This action is changed to an ordinary pet, which is roughly equivalent to patting the opponent's paw.
The experimental subject being touched: "!"
It curled up all of a sudden, its tentacles wrapped around its head, and it rolled itself into a ball, even the sequins disappeared suddenly. After a while, it slowly reappeared, flashing towards Kou Dong.
Level A is still a low-level experimental subject, unable to speak, and has limited thinking ability, all acting on instinct. Countless A-level experimental subjects eagerly watched this scene, and rushed forward full of longing, hoping that they would be touched too.
Kou Dong pointed at the little girl, and the experimental body that locked her throat was reluctant, and it took a long time to slowly release the tentacles, and spit out the food that reached its mouth.
As soon as it let go, it handed the tentacle to Kou Dong, as if it had been greatly wronged.
-hungry.
His belly was empty, and he wished he could swallow the young man standing in front of him. He has a pleasant smell and looks more delicious than any researcher.
It even wants to chew the bones apart, to taste the taste of this person's flesh and blood.
But no.
The experimental subject restrained himself from breathing, and closed his mouth tightly, not to show his sharp fangs to the people in front of him. It stretched out all its tentacles, shyly lining up in a row, waiting to be touched.
Kou Dong: "..."
It's not that he said it, that's a bit of an overreach.
You also have to look at the actual situation. With so many experimental subjects and so many tentacles, are you planning to touch it until dawn
"That's it," he retracted his hand and said calmly, "Everyone, go back to everyone."
All the monsters present became agitated, as if they were planning to play tricks. A 2-3 meter experimental subject acted coquettishly, which could barely be defined as cute; but when the crowd began to pat the floor to express their dissatisfaction, what Kou Dong felt was only the shaking of the ground.
There is no other way, after all, the figure is placed here, and a few random movements will have this effect.
I can't even stand still, and my heart is soft with a hammer.
Kou Dong was ruthless: "Come again, I will make charcoal grilled octopus for you!"
He has been craving meat for a long time, and now everyone looks like octopus balls.
The experimental subjects didn't understand what charcoal-grilled octopus meant, but it didn't prevent them from being frightened by Kou Dong's hungry eyes.
"..."
After a while, as if they heard some call, they lined up one by one and moved towards the place they came from. Kou Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fear: "I didn't expect the favorability to be useful."
Speaking of which, the love of this group of experimental subjects is actually the most normal...
It took a long time for the game system to say congratulations on getting out of trouble. It sounded unwilling and not happy about it.
Kou Dong lowered his body to check the female player's injury, and checked her breathing. Immediately, he raised his head abruptly, and scanned around vigilantly.
Just at that moment, he suddenly felt the gaze from the side.
It's snooping.
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Fish, octopus, fish, octopus... Wow, seafood feast!
NPC: ...
—
Tomorrow (part of) Gong should be officially launched.
Seeing that there are still girls struggling with the problem of standing on cp, in fact, you can stand on anyone...
Anyway, it's an attack.
Chirp!