MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 88 Actually 89

Vol1

In deep laboratory, 90% of the experimental results contaminated by mermaid cells are classified as "test waste." They have no name, they will be a batch in a dozen or so quantities - then executed, and then transported to the deep white underground biological waste treatment plant by the cold, well-functioning railcar.

Employees will never want to know where the plumbing and heating that warms the building in the winter comes from.

But Vincent Sifus now has a number.

In the experimental body contaminated by mermaid, there will be some special mutations. Only at this time, they will be numbered, and the experimenters finally feel that they will have a little research value.

Caroline didn't know how Vincent would think about it. If he was still sensible, he might feel funny.

"Giggle..."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Carolyn gave a short, hoarse laughter because of the boundless thoughts in his mind.

The laughter echoed in the hallway, as if it were in the valley, and the sound was empty. However, where she is now, it is inside the building of the deep white biotechnology. There are many researchers in the corridor who are going to sneak out to the restaurant to take a break, but the corridor should be slightly noisy, but now it is silent.

Everyone with a subtle expression, looked at the Caroline slowly moving in a wheelchair.

Some people thought they were unobtrusively moving their eyes away from Caroline's face.

"They look like they are going to vomit."

Caroline’s eyes twitched, and the disgusting expression of those people’s unconsciousness was deeply engraved in their own psychology.

Even she didn't know what was wrong with her, but what was certain was that Carolyn felt a secret happiness after seeing their disgusting appearance.

For God's sake, she has not been so happy for a long time.

These **** little sons... you have to be disgusted and disgusted.

She disappeared into a closed observation room at the end of the corridor in a laugh that made everyone creepy.

Looking at the "restricted authority" displayed on the display by the badge, a kind of wrath that almost wants to destroy everything is like a black thorn that sprang from her heart.

Caroline's nails are deeply embedded in the leather mat on the wheelchair armrest.

Andre’s **** actually cancelled her senior authority while she was sick.

Many laboratories that have been unimpeded by her are now firmly closed, except...

"Drip - welcome you, Ms. Caroline."

In the electronic female voice of the tablet, the metal gate opens smoothly.

Except for the observation chamber of the experimental body a137.

Caroline slowly slid into the wheelchair.

When the metal door was closed again, all the noise was isolated.

The air is cool and dry.

There was silence in the observation room, as if there was only her in the whole world, and Wensen.

"Hey, Vincent."

The thorny sharpness faded from Caroline's body, and she slowly came to the forelock of a huge aquarium and looked through the glass.

She could only see the cold blue of artificial seawater at first.

Tears ran down her hard, uneven bumps, and she leaned her forehead against the glass and choked.

"Vinson... answer me, Vincent, at least let me know, I still have you..."

After maliciously canceling the Caroline privilege and stripping out her rights in a little bit, Anderson was left with a certain darkness, and he eventually left Vinson to Caroline.

This is the only thing she has now.

"bump--"

A tentacle covered with granules slammed on the other side of the glass, awakening Caroline from that deep pain.

She was shocked, raised her head, and then saw Vincent, who had failed the attack.

"Oh, Vincent..."

In the moment of seeing him, Caroline cried.

He has no human appearance at all, and he apparently mutated during the time of Caroline's cultivation.

His lower body became a hind limb like a long snake. A layer of fine gray scales covered the back and sides of his body. His abdomen and chest had no scales. The bare and exposed skin was as pale as a floating body. The eyes are degenerated into two bright red glass beads. The same thing is set on the smooth, no-faceted face. The mouth-shaped mouthpiece has sharp teeth. After seeing Caroline, the mouth is like It is like a sword, and it hits the glass heavily.

It can be seen that it is full of aggressiveness to Caroline. If it is not blocked by special protective glass, Caroline has already been hollowed out by his mouthparts.

His inhumanity, the beastly greed of her beggars made Caroline feel sick.

Merciful Mary, she is so, so deeply love Vinson Sifus.

Caroline sobbed in an attempt to wake Vinson, knowing that the only thing she has now is him.

She gave him some screens and slides, about the past between them, but Vincent, the monster numbered a137, still remained stubbornly animalistic.

He slammed into the glass, sharp nails on it, and the crazy appearance even made Caroline have some secret fear of protective measures.

And just at this time, the video jumps.

Caroline was shocked to hear a familiar voice.

"...oh, please, Caroline, don't shoot me, I just pass by!"

"Rand, this is Vincent's birthday party. Let's say two sentences!"

"I... well, happy birthday, Vincent."

......

Caroline turned her head and stared at Rand's face on the screen. It was Vincent's birthday. Caroline collected other people's blessings before his birthday and wanted to give him a birthday present, and Rand was one of them. Caroline had hoped that the warmth of this video collection would remind Vincent of what he thought, but completely forgot to take out the part of Rand.

At the moment when Rand’s voice sounded, Vinson suddenly calmed down.

His face was tightly attached to the glass, staring at the screen of Rand. The gentle and eager appearance overlaps with him in his own time.

Caroline almost produced the illusion that he has returned to normal...

But after Rand's shot ended, Vinson once again became the disgusting beast.

Only now, he did not attempt to attack Caroline as before. On the contrary, his line of sight was still on the changing screen, and his tail hit the ground of the observation room heavily. He made a burst of low-pitched, very short, Like some sort of alarm, it is like some kind of urging.

Caroline looked at him coldly, shaking and almost unable to control the computer.

After a while, in order to confirm the thoughts in her heart, she silently played back the lens of Rand. Just as she thought, after Rand appeared, Vinson was quiet.

His fingers pressed gently on the other side of the glass, seemingly pressing on Rand's face.

"Lan...de..."

A very blurry sound rolled out of his deformed mouth.

Tears poured out of Carolyn's eyes uncontrollably.

"Vinson Sifus! Why don't you look at me! Why don't you look at me?"

She rushed to Vincent's line of sight and slammed the glass.

"Look at what you did to me - you **** -"

She screamed hysterically.

"Why don't you **** my name? Why! Call ‘Caroline\' and call me ‘Caroline’!”

Vincent even ignored her.

From the beginning to the end, he was just looking at the screen behind Caroline.

Rand's figure disappeared again, and it made an angry and sad voice, and the body's color turned dark gray.

Caroline bit her teeth, she pulled the control panel and replayed Rand's audio, but at the same time, she slammed a key on the panel.

That is the control button to stop the excessive behavior of the experimental body. After pressing it, the inside of the isolation chamber will release the current - not to hurt the name of the experimental body, but enough for them to suffer for a while.

Vinson rolled up on the side of the wall, and then sent out a scream of pain or anger.

The repeated application of the current in a short period of time causes the scales to be blackened and cracked, revealing fresh flesh and blood, and the original clear artificial seawater becomes cloudy.

But when Rand's bitter face was instant, it would still stupidly hit the wall, trying to see the man's appearance.

Caroline heard that she was crying, but she still did.

She repeatedly played the voice of Rand, the image of Rand, and then pressed the button at the same time.

again and again.

Vol2

"God, stop... no..."

Rand didn't know how he woke up.

Wake up in a nightmare is never a strange experience for someone like him.

But this time it seems to be extraordinarily scary this time.

His body trembled, his back was full of cold sweat, and when he tried to calm down with his hand on his face, he found himself bursting into tears, like crying in his dreams.

Even now that he has woke up, the dark fear and pain still seem to remain on him.

"Rand?"

His movements were not small, almost at the same time, the sound of Munster came from outside the door.

"I am very good..." He shouted in the direction of the door, his voice hoarse.

"You don't sound too good. Can I come in?"

After a little while, Munster whispered outside the door.

"I...no problem, just a nightmare. Don't come in, Munster, listen to me."

Rand picked up his hair and took a deep breath. He turned on the light and tried to get himself out of the nightmare of the nightmare.

But I don't know why, even if the lights are turned on, this room seems to be much darker than before, a lot...

However, Rand didn't care about this. The excitement before him gave him a very light rose. Rand didn't want to get along with Munster at this time.

He climbed up from the bed and prepared to take a shower in the bathroom. The smell... no matter what it ended up, it seemed to weaken or even disappear after bathing.

But when he did this, he realized the strangeness of his body.

The floor became much softer than he remembered, and the straight bathroom door frame seemed to have a slight deformation... He found that walking was such a difficult thing after standing up, his body swayed and his joints hurt. To be fatal.

He tried a few steps, but then he fell to the ground completely uncontrollably.

He is at a high fever.

"Rand?!"

Munster called him uneasily.

Rand clenched his teeth and resisted the painful sputum.

"I... I am fine..."

I don't know if it is because I have realized the pain of my body, and his discomfort seems to suddenly become stronger.

For a moment, Rand didn't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

The rose is becoming thicker. This is not a good phenomenon. Rand doesn't know whether it's because of his own smell, or whether he really started to smell that strange.

Munster had a fresh look because of the smell. He didn't want Munster to behave strangely because of him again.

But the world is not always satisfactory.

A few seconds later, a violent pain swept like a tsunami made Rand completely unable to control a scream.

"Rand -"

The door was knocked open and the Munster trail rushed in.

Rand was immersed in an icy, faint watery smell.

"Munster, you better stay away from me, I am not quite right..."

Rand half a slap.

Every inch of his skin seems to be burned by the fire of hell. Every skin that is bare and exposed is experiencing abnormal blush because of high heat.

If Rand has normal God intelligence to measure his body temperature, he will probably be surprised by the above values.

You know, that is far more than the temperature a human might have. Before reaching that temperature, that human has long since died of enthusiasm and a series of complications.

Rand didn't die - but he really didn't feel bad.

Every time he breathes, he feels that he has become the magic dragon in the novel. The exhalation is not the carbon dioxide but the hot flame, and the flame makes his nose hurt.

Munster's cold skin became his last redemption.

Rand grinds on its body.

The rose tastes thick and sullen... Munster's color is beginning to deepen as soon as the smell smells. Its mind is as if it is involved in something and becomes confused.

It stared deeply into the weak Rand in his arms.

The desire to kiss him burned its ignorant soul, but Rand’s painful shackles forced it to pull back its own reason.

Rand is sick, and now the most important thing is that it should take care of him.

Munster has some helplessness, but it is clearer than ever to determine this.

Its nails are forcefully embedded in the gaps in the tail of the scales, and the pain makes it barely keep the clarity of the mind.

"Rand, what the **** are you doing? What should I do?"

It gently shakes the man in his arms.

It was only for a short period of time that his situation became worse than before.

His temperature is still rising, and his body has changed into an unbelievable change.

Some wound-like traces appeared on his arms and back.

Rand shuddered and raised his hand and looked at the traces that appeared on his body. The traces looked like some strange twists and turns, but they hit the heart of Rand like lightning.

His soul seems to have been torn into two halves.

Half of it is still in the body to endure the pain of madness, and the other half, to another world.

There was a boy there, and he had a thin knife in his hand, showing a devilish smile against Rand.

Vol3

"Rand, my brother, you will like this, this is art."

He stepped closer to Rand.

Rand felt that his body was as cold as ice and could not move.

He lowered his head and saw his body.

This is the body of a young child. The whole body is bare and bare. The bright red blood oozes from every wound in his body, just like wearing a bright red dress.

Tears drip from his eyes completely uncontrollable, and the pain and deep fear tightened his throat tightly.

The boy seemed to have met a very happy holiday and smiled to reveal his teeth.

He kneels beside Rand and pulls his arm.

The tip of the knife pierced the boy's skin.

"The part on the back is over, stick to it, and the last sentence is almost finished... Oh, don't cry, wait until you really learn to appreciate this, you know how beautiful it is, blood and skin are the best poetry. Carrier, Mom is right... Not to mention Gabriela Mistral is my favorite author, and the theme is also very suitable for your personal..."

He groaned and engraved his favorite poem in a letter and a letter on Rand's arm.

- That day, evil hands caught you,

The stars take you out of the lily garden.

When the evil hands unfortunately reach into the garden,

Your life is in the year of joy...

Vol4

After two hours in hell, his fever finally faded.

However, this sudden high tropics came with a sequel that Rand had never seen before. His skin became like a dry cellophane, wrinkled and wrapped around his body.

When he saw himself in the mirror, Rand was almost scared of asthma attacks.

After trying to calm down, Rand resisted nausea and picked up a piece of skin with his nails - they were only dead skin.

Rand took a deep breath.

He tried to pull the dry skin off his body.

This is probably the most weird scene he has ever encountered. Those skins are so complete that they can be reassembled into the shape of his limbs on the ground, which gives Rand an illusion that he is a suede snake.

There are still traces of light on the skin that have been engraved in the poems, some incomplete curves and scratches.

After tearing off the large pleats of his body, Rand stood blankly at the door of the bathroom, looking at the pale yellow human skin on the tiles.

There is still some confusion in his brain.

what on earth is it?

Is the sequela of high fever? Still a new type of skin disease?

Raising his hand, Rand gently touched his skin with his hand.

They feel very smooth and soft... perhaps because there is no hair on his skin now, and Rand always feels that his skin is not quite right when he feels it.

If he is careful enough, he may be able to detect those subtle parts.

He has no pores on his skin now.

But the memory that had previously appeared in his mind in pain is still disturbing his thoughts. He is also plagued by the current fear and the fear of the past, so that it is difficult for him to focus his attention on the strange changes in his body. Come up.

Those memories...

That should be what happened when he was kidnapped. The boy who was with him would give him an anesthetic under the guidance of the "mother", so that he could not move, but he could stay awake. Then he would sing songs and engrave his favorite poems on Rand's skin.

Usually that would be a sonnet.

It is a spiritual abuse that is difficult to describe in words. Dramatic pain and blood loss, as well as the fear of torture, afflicted Rand. What is even more terrifying is that Rand's skin seems to be hard to leave scars. This makes the mother and son who want to get the "art" very disappointing, so in the later stage they will deliberately pollute Rand's wounds and make them fester and inflamed. It is expected that Rand's body will leave their "works".

......

Rand made a clever, and the impact of memory led to a strong sense of nausea.

He vomited again.

In the dinner swallowed at dinner, all the non-meat (salad, cheese and bread) was completely spit out, there was no trace of digestion... considering that no one would observe his vomit, maybe It is no fault that Rand did not find this.

Thanks to Munster's existence, and finally, it hurried the whole body to the bed.

It seems more worrying than before - but it seems to be more mature than before.

"Rand, are you alright?"

it says.

Rand held his head and showed a reluctant smile on it.

"I think I am much better now."

Rand did not lie.

The pain and high fever that almost made him in **** was like an illusion. He now feels a kind of soft comfort and laziness.

But in stark contrast to the body's coziness, his spirit is more anxious than ever before.

He involuntarily turned his gaze to the small group of dead skin piled up in the bathroom and fought a cold war.

The cold uneasiness climbed up his back.

He should go to the hospital.

Rand's common sense told him, but his instincts were desperately resisting the idea.

Rand can deeply feel the abnormality of his body, but at the same time he has a strong sense of foreboding, and the hospital is not likely to find the reason for his abnormal body.

No, that can't even be said to be a hunch, it's a kind of affirmation, just like someone once told Rand about this.

The author has something to say: the anti-theft chapter is locked... the high-level review...==

It is not allowed to modify what is too vomiting.

There is a hunch that Chapter 89 has to be sacrificed to replace it...orz2k