MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 67

"Language is magical. When you say something, you will one day confirm the sentence you said, whether it is good or bad. So, be careful with my little rabbit, be careful what you say. if……"

When Rand embraced Munster and made the kind of person who had normal thinking, he would think that it was a nonsense promise, and this sentence appeared like a sprout that suddenly appeared in the wet soil of spring. In the mind of Rand.

His body twitched unconsciously.

That should be a woman's voice, low, hoarse, the end of each word will subtly pick up.

If the evil witches in the fairy tale, the witches who chewed the lizards in their mouths, really appear in reality and speak, their voices will look like this - Rand inexplicably thinks.

He frowned and moved his chest to feel a bit boring. It might be the legendary ominous premonition. Of course, it is more likely that he was pressed by Munster to lack oxygen.

Rand had to forcibly remove Munster from himself (yes, it was "tear", whenever the slimy little monster left him with a wet touch, Rand I always feel that my body is like a sticky sticker with a rubber surface.)

He slammed his foot on Munster's tail, and finally licked his feet, and finally climbed out of bed in the shackles of the monster. He didn't know what was going on, but he was standing by the window when he reacted.

In the distance from the sky, there is a faint lavender that is different from the night. In the woods, some unknown birds have begun to whisper.

It’s going to be dawn soon...

Rand took a deep breath of fresh air without any smell, and stunned his temples with some distress.

Today will be the first day of his appointment, but he did not sleep almost all night because of inexplicable reasons. Rand hopes that the dark circles of his time will not be too heavy, lest those people think that he is nervous (of course he is really nervous).

Munster also climbed down from the bed. It slowly came to Rand's back, then climbed behind him, wrapped his hands around his shoulders, and his head rested beside the neck.

"very beautiful."

It suddenly said in the ear of Rand.

Because of the fluent way of speaking, its hoarse and subtle accent sounds like another creature, such as an adult man with a magnetic voice.

Rand felt a little uncomfortable, and he reached out and touched Munster's head.

"Very, the sunrise is always beautiful."

He says.

Munster once again put his lips next to Rand's earlobe.

"No...not...not the sun... is Rand."

This time, Rand blinked, and he turned his head to look at Munster, which obviously gave the latter some strange encouragement.

"Rand is very beautiful...you...beyond the sun...beautiful..."

......

After a few moments of silence, Rand couldn’t help but smile: "Oh God...what did you learn from?"

This level of praise can even be regarded as some kind of sweet talk. And Rand’s previous experience made him really never accept such overly honest praise from others. And he never thought that one day he would be rated as "pretty" by a monster.

"I would rather you say that I am glamorous," said Rand. "But no matter what, thank you..."

Then he has some cards.

According to his habits, he should tell Munster that he praised it and that it was beautiful.

But when Rand was on the face of Munster that was far from "beautiful" from any angle, he felt a little embarrassed.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally touched the tentacles on Munster's head.

"You...you are also very cute."

He changed a more conservative word and tried to avoid the self-respect of hitting this alien creature.

The effect of this sentence was very significant. The tentacles on Munster's head quickly stood up, and its tail was swaying on the floor, and it was very happy.

Oh, right, it looks so happy to be crazy.

"Mang, Munster... will... become more lovely... oh... I... I like RAND most, Rand likes me the most!\\\"

When it was excited, it was inevitably infected with some snoring again. And Rand bent down and hugged his tail.

"Oh, stop."

He said with distress.

But now, in the early hours of the morning, Rand did not want the sound brought by Munster's tail to cause trouble to the downstairs guests.

As he hugged Munster's tail, the little monster immediately took his body back without hesitation.

"forgive me."

Rand sent out the melancholy sighs that I don’t know for the first time today.

"I really can't hold you anymore."

In this way, he still embraced it in the way that Munster loved, the way the prince and the princess in the Disney cartoon.

"After... I... I can't move... Rand... I... I can hold you all the time..."

Munster immediately said to Rand.

Of course, Rand did not listen to the promise of this little monster in his arms.

......

......

And when Rand Sifus in Kansas Pine Street and his current pet Munster enjoyed some time that was too sweet, at the 144th floor of the Deep White Biotech headquarters in Washington, Carlow Lin is bathing in the biggest nightmare of life.

blood.

A lot of blood.

For Caroline, this moment seems to be floating in the stinking, cold blood of the entire universe.

"it's wired."

Her eyes were empty and her lips spilled with fragments of words without any normal logic.

But in fact, she really feels strange. She always thinks that blood is warm. When all the stories describe the blood that has just flowed from the body, I always like to use the word "warm".

However, when she really felt the **** eruption of her own body, she found that the blood was cold.

It’s colder than anything.

She sat on the ground like a cheap toy that had lost all its power, and there was a huge gap in her right shoulder, from which the blood rushed. The cold blood seems to have frozen all her nerves, and she is not even aware of the existence of her right hand. In front of her, the original "Poseidon" player has now become a broken corpse. His head is like a pumpkin smashed by a truck. It becomes awkward and overflows in the fragments of the skull. The brain that has been crushed into a slurry. The hands that had gripped the weapon had already separated from his body at this time. Vinson used his teeth to cover the flesh at one end of his arm, holding the other end with both hands, and then happily turning the gray bones and the bright red. Under the drip, the **** piece of meat rips open. Before he was there, he had already eaten the inferior man's internal organs in the face of Caroline, as well as the fat-rich hips and thighs.

In fact, this evening, both Caroline and the team member made a very wrong decision.

For example, in order to block the news, Caroline insisted that only one member of the team would go to the ward on the closed floor and contact the already mermaid Vinson.

The fatal mistake of the "Poseidon" team is also here.

He agreed with Caroline's order, and as for why he would do so, the reason is actually sufficient.

As a variant of the mermaid, Vincent is not a big deal for an experienced "Poseidon" player.

Here, perhaps we should have a little understanding of the so-called "mermaidization."

This is not a rare phenomenon. The cells of mermaid have strong ability to regenerate and divide. Sometimes they even directly erode the normal cells of the test substance in a terrible way after the experiment - monkeys, dogs, mice - - No matter how low-grade animals, there is a chance that such mutations will occur after the test. They will have some of the characteristics of mermaid, but because evolution is incomplete, there will always be a variety of serious flaws. For the deep white experimenters, experimental animals with mermaidization did not even have the value of conducting research.

They are just the lowest level of biowaste.

So, when Vinson, or the variant that used to be named after Vincent Sifus, showed the almost demonic attack in front of the "Poseidon" players and Caroline. "Poseidon" was torn into casual in an instant.

Don't say that any attack is carried out. When the human being was swallowed up, he didn't even figure out what happened.

It is obvious that even the lower limbs are not well developed. Vinson has terrible speed and strength. When it starts to sprint, it seems that even the space can be torn by him.

Carolyn had been exposed to some of the cultivated blue scales in the experiment. They are real mermaids, but she can swear that none of those mermaids can match the variant of Vincent.

Although there was no research data and no evidence, she didn't even think about it, but when she saw Vincent, she determined one thing.

If Vinson meets the blue scales that they have cultivated, it can easily tear them into pieces.

"Oh, Vincent, Vinson..."

Caroline called his name in his head.

This is her Vincent, her beloved Vincent.

Even if it is fallen to the point where there is no sorrow, like the beast of the beast, he still retains that incomparable power.

Just as Vincent is unique to Caroline, Caroline firmly believes that she is unique to Vincent.

Vincent will not hurt her.

however……

When Caroline attempted to enter Vinson, who was enjoying the feast of human flesh, she was greeted with only the hoarse and rough screaming threats—and a wound that almost cut her in half.

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