"I have to find the submarine's voyage log, or the diary you wrote."
Xueming rejected Canaan's request for divine friendship. He was not sure whether what these little beings said was true or false, and the two crew members of the Ishikawa were both attacked by the carnivorous Canaan. If they still had some hidden " "Devils", Xueming would never dare to have close contact with them.
Haas instinctively gets along with the "elf" in his body, but that doesn't mean that others can do the same.
Once in the Hedland Hotel, do you remember the good neighbor? The lady Jacqueline who bought the second-hand warehouse and obtained the original "Starry Night".
She was controlled by this strange life form. Except for her brain, all her essence was taken away by the carnivorous Canaan. She could not cry or laugh, she could only feel, like a ray of soul imprisoned in the body. , if she had not met Hasbon, Jacqueline could only be a bystander, watching the Canaanites manipulate her body and slowly spend a painful and humiliating life.
Except for some equipment specially used to detect spiritual disasters, as long as these carnivorous Canaans lower their heads and find the next host before Jacqueline's body dies, they will be able to live forever. It is basically difficult for anyone to notice these beings. Existence - Parasitized people can still communicate normally, recall past events, chat happily with friends, and can continue to play the social identity of the host.
But in fact, Homo sapiens in this physical body has been almost eaten by Canaan, and only one brain is left.
Today, Hasban still retains consciousness, but many decision-making behaviors are also affected by the carnivorous Canaan.
He cannot go into an environment with strong magnetism and electricity, as this will cause pain to the Canaan in his body. When faced with a life-or-death decision, Canaan would control the pineal gland, intensify his fear, and make him even more afraid of death.
He became a gourmet because Canaan gave him sharper senses, especially during the eating process. These parasites were slowly transforming Hasbon. They seemed to have signed an indefinite truce.
At this moment, Jiang Xueming must bring something back. He does not intend to face the monsters in other cabins directly.
"Is there such a thing? As I just said, if you can bring it back to the research institute, you must at least let the people in the engineering team know what happened to this boat."
Iggy immediately responded: "Yes! Yes! I keep a diary all the time!"
Jiang Xueming stretched out his hand: "Throw the thing over here, I will find a way to seal it and take it back to the institute."
"Then what?" Iggy was confused. This VIP seemed to be planning to leave here directly. Unlike the search and rescue team in the traditional impression - wouldn't the normal process be to fight all the way to the general control and then find out the truth?
and
Before Iggy finished thinking——
——Brother Hazan, the irritable engineer, shouted immediately.
"You plan to go back? Just leave?"
Jiang Xueming nodded: "Ah"
Hazan: "No. Nothing to do with us anymore?"
Iggy: "Can't we come with you?"
Jiang Xueming nodded again: "Ah"
Hazan: "Why?! I've lived here for at least five years!"
"Yes!" Iggy also started to go crazy: "I just thought that one day I could see the light of day again! Otherwise I would have committed suicide long ago!"
"Five years! Five whole years!" Hazan pointed his fingers, as if one hand was not enough, so he had to separate his hands to compare.
His left hand is more than two, and his right hand is more than three.
"Two plus three! Five years!"
Showed off a wave of mathematics, very good.
"I fetch water every half month, and then my body becomes weaker and weaker. I chat with this guy all day long. After the chat, I have no energy left, and my body becomes dry, so I start to sleep."
Iggy then said: "I don't want to stay with Hazan anymore!"
The security officer said this and immediately changed his mind.
"Oh no! I don't dislike Brother Hazan, you don't, you are a very nice person and you even saved my life."
Hazan's eyes wandered and became confused again, staring at his roommate closely.
Iggy then explained: "I just think it's strange. We have been together for so long, so we should have some feelings."
Hazan: “What the fuck do you have a crush on me?”
"No. No, no." Iggy said with a guilty conscience: "Because it's like this in movies. If you put two male dogs in a cage, if it goes on for a long time and they don't become enemies, then there is some chance. have."
"Listen to me." Jiang Xueming interrupted: "Listen to me, listen to me, okay?"
The two eldest brothers looked at Jiang Xueming, both hoping that the VIP could take them out.
Jiang Xueming pointed to the isolation warehouse and the entrance and exit.
"I only have a pressure-resistant diving helmet, which can only allow me to go back alone. As for whether you can resist the water pressure of more than 200 meters underwater and float up without wearing anything, I hope you two can do it. , he should have run out long ago, right?"
Iggy and Hazan nodded. It's not like they hadn't thought about running back directly, but there was only one life left. Compared with the vast ocean and turbulent sky outside, it seemed that the small dark dormitory was safer.
"If I can't go back, the engineering team at the dock may send someone again - as for who they will send, I don't know." Jiang Xueming said angrily: "How to search and how to rescue, I don't know. About I think there should be a professional process for dealing with the psychic contamination on the boat and the fission engine. It is hard to say whether you will survive the process or whether it will become a slice sample in the laboratory. "
At this point, both Iggy and Hazan were trembling.
They have been in this damn place for too long, too long.
They also complained to each other privately, why were they the only two who survived?
If Lord Shiva appears, then this can be regarded as a trial and a spiritual journey with religious significance.
As long as you pass the test of trials, you will definitely gain something, but several years have passed, and Canaan Life has repeatedly told them about this.
People always need something to look forward to. When the beautiful myth was shattered, Hazan and Iggy finally understood that this is pure suffering, a pain that is worse than being in prison - after all, there are group activities in prison, and there are also prisoners who speak nicely. Friends, there are also meals provided on time and in quantity every day, entertainment activities, and the labor that Homo sapiens like most. They can also go out for fun every now and then, and share their concerns with relatives and friends during prison visits.
But Iggy can only have Hazan, and Hazan can only have Iggy. During these more than a thousand days and nights, they repeated what they had said countless times.
The two of them have nothing but each other - the Canaanite life has penetrated into their bodies and knows their brains well. There is no question and no need for communication, except telling them to prepare sea water at the beginning and end of every month. I get some seafood stock in the isolation room to replenish energy. The rest of the time I just dream in a daze, going back and forth between dreams and reality.
To be honest, these two crew members are not crazy, and they also show from another perspective how luxurious the staffing of the Ishikawa research boat is. Except for the captain who had a bad heart and was frightened to death by the carnivorous Canaan, there were at least fifty monsters blocking their way, but Iggy and Hazan fought their way through the submarine.
"But...but you have to try it!" Hazan had a bad idea: "If you don't take us back, you have to go...to something."
It had been so long that the engineer couldn't even remember what the functional area in the next room was called.
Iggy reminded: "dining kitchen and TV room."
"Yes, yes! You have to take at least two steps to the TV room! Maybe there are other survivors?" Engineer Hazan jumped up and ran to the next door: "Five years? Or seven years?" ? After so long! The monster inside probably doesn’t have much strength left! Anonymous! You must bring something useful back! Otherwise, what if the search and rescue team treats us like garbage?"
Iggy quickly added: "That's right! I'm not trash! I don't want to enter the laboratory either!"
Before he finished speaking, a shrill roar came from inside the room.
Through a thick steel plate, at the small round window at the end of the porch, Hazan turned his head sharply and saw a strange shape of flesh and blood standing in the room.
The grotesque chest cavity is opened, like the latest fashion of the crazy butterfly's blood-giving shape. The fashion value is rising slowly. It is just waking up. The left eye and right eye of the split head are more than 70 centimeters apart, which is called flexible. The muscles are stretched and focused in one place.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of bone spikes the size of fingers were exposed in the monster's chest, and the fleshy membrane of the abdominal cavity suddenly became congested and swollen.
The two round lumbocostal muscle segments are collecting air, and the bone spurs are like darts, shooting towards the isolation door through compressed air!
Knocking sounds like raindrops hit the other side of the door, and many sharp thorns hit the observation window. Hazan immediately woke up, and his eyes became clear. If the strength of the glass was not high enough, his head would be damaged. There are more holes.
Iggy scratched his head and cursed: "Still alive and kicking after all this time!?"
"The same goes for us." Hazan took a few steps back. Just seeing these monsters made him crazy and his legs trembled.
The engineer sat back next to the little sailor and couldn't help but hugged the little sailor's waist.
Jiang Xueming: "Then what do you want? Give it a try?"
Iggy: "Huh?"
Hazan: "Huh?"
Originally, Jiang Xueming didn't want to try anything. He didn't have an isolation suit, and he wasn't sure if the institute could remove the parasites from his body.
But fragrant dreams can pass through walls. They are spirits that travel freely in the material world. According to the range of sixteen meters, it can do some things.
The two crew members needed some confidence, some hope of seeing the light of day again - they had been at their posts for seven years, fighting a strong urge to self-destruct, deceiving themselves with myths, and all kinds of strange desires. Pull your own body. Just to preserve his sanity, wait until the search and rescue team opens the isolation cabin.
"I'm here to talk about this thing." Jiang Xueming knew deeply how important hope was to these people.
In the past expeditions, there were many soldiers who stopped in Guangling, militiamen who were trapped in the Mad Butterfly war zone, and any ordinary people who fought against evil forces and horrific disasters. They all lost their courage and had no hope. Only if they die, they will give up their way of life and go to a dead end.
If there is no hope in life, no matter how strong a warrior is, he will become a minion of the devil. No matter how optimistic men and women are, they all make an appointment to go to hell together on a good and auspicious day. People are both very strong and very fragile. Before Anonymous arrived at the battlefield, the sun was so hot and the darkness in the early morning was so terrifying.
Iggy's eyes immediately lit up: "You can deal with this ghost thing!? Yes! I'm just saying it!"
"You must give it a few firm kicks!" Brother Hazan was no longer depressed, and his energy suddenly came up: "Just like you kicked me just now!"
Xueming waved his hand and asked the two of them to lean aside and squat in the corner of the dormitory bed. He pressed close to the door and could almost hear the monster's breathing in the room.
He looked into the observation window and saw a blood-red eye, a few centimeters away from him, glaring at him intimately and ambiguously.
"Sweet Dreams·Fragrant dream!"
The soul power came out of the body, and the big steel cat passed through the other side of the door.
Its steps are nimble and quick, and it uses its thumb to wipe its nose. It has the mischievous charm of Bruce Lee when he roars, and the light and unpredictable speed of the Yasha ghost. The dust in the air once again shines with a crystal shimmer, and the strong magnetism is strong. The electric air mass constitutes the iron helmet of the spirit body.
"I'm behind you, baby!"
The monster twisted its neck, and scarlet saliva flowed from its chest to its tattered trouser legs. It seemed that it had not yet figured out the situation and could not understand this scene. This carnivorous Canaan life had never seen a soul-power spirit body. From the sailor's No related things or experiences can be found in the brain.
In just one tenth of a second, there was a flash of lightning, flint, and thunder.
The high-bouncing steel claws kicked out both of the monster's eyes!
Iggy: "Oh!!!——"
Unlike the life-blue blood of Canaan, these parasites still retain the iron-rich human blood.
The monster's deep V-shaped upper limbs were beaten with great force. Fragrant Fantasy's kick was like a fierce axe, knocking the strange upper limbs into pieces until the bones and flesh were broken into two pieces.
Brother Hazan couldn't wait to see the results of the battle, so he stood up and stretched his neck to take a closer look.
"It hurts so much!~It hurts so much!~~Why are you doing this to me?!~"
The strange shape was kicked into the counter by Fragrant Fantasy, and was squeezed together with a pile of empty cans. The more it struggled, the iron sheet and aluminum slag also penetrated into the flesh, and more body fluids spattered out, and immediately And because of the carnivorous Canaan's scheduling, it was sucked back.
"It hurts! It hurts me so much! ~It hurts!~"
Its organ has moved to the belly, and two flexible vocal cords grow from the belly button, one on the left and one on the right, like nylon elastic ropes. They start to tremble when they make sounds.
Seeing this scene, Brother Hazan's SAN value dropped drastically, his eyes became purple-gray bloodshot, and he immediately told Jiang Xueming.
"VIP! Don't listen! Don't listen to these nonsense! It is no longer human!"
"I know." Jiang Xueming looked serious, and he naturally understood what Hazan was talking about.
The carnivorous Canaan possesses all the memories of the host body. They can imitate human voices and simulate human perceptions. Naturally, they cannot feel the pain. Everything is left to the Homo sapiens brain in the body to taste, but the "pain" or The act of "calling for help" can more or less make the enemy hesitate and pity.
Xueming made no other moves. He silently recalled the fragrant dream——
——Judging from the healing speed of the monsters after being injured, compared with the self-healing ability of Hasband, these carnivorous Canaans show no signs of starving to death at all.
Like Hazan and Iggy, they have maintained a low-power power-saving mode in the past few years, and will not actively wake up unless prey approaches.
How many monsters can the food reserves in the boat feed? Jiang Xueming didn't know, but he had to get out of here. Fenxiang Huanmeng couldn't deal with so many enemies at the same time. These alien parasites with strong self-healing abilities had a very high utilization rate of energy.
Judging from the endurance of the fragrant dream, if Jiang Xueming is tired from fighting and exhausted, it will become a luxury to hope to return to the dock safely.
"I'm going to shake people." Jiang Xueming walked out and said to engineer Hazan, "Wait for me. I'll go back and equip myself with equipment. This thing can't be killed by punching or kicking."
"Okay!" Hazan gained confidence and stopped mentioning going home: "VIP! You did a good job!"
Xueming waved his hand and returned to the isolation warehouse without saying a word. He took Iggy's diary and didn't dare to take it with his own hands - he wanted Fenfang Fantasy to cut the iron sheet of the storage box on site, make a simple waterproof box, and put the things in it. Tuck it in.
Then he put on a diving helmet, returned to the outside of the submarine through the regular entrance and exit, grabbed the lifeline, and returned to the engineering ship without any danger.
"Help me contact Hasbon and Meteor and call them over."
As soon as he got on the boat, Jiang Xueming didn't stop and handed the small iron box containing the diary to Uncle Hanzhi's clothes. He tore off a corner of the spiritual garment and wrapped it tightly.
When Tianshu's researchers saw this battle, they naturally did not dare to neglect it. They knew that something big had happened on the Ishikawa and the people on the Fujima were also in bad luck.
Xueming quickly came to the sterilization room of the engineering ship and washed it clean. He quickly jotted down everything that happened on the submarine in a logbook and handed it over to the team members.
After he finished these tasks, he asked Uncle Han to read the materials without any unnecessary explanation——
——In just five minutes, the VIP climbed back into his beloved truck and headed to the western-style building on the beach.
I saw the diesel engine pulling out a string of dark smoke, leaving a warning line in the dim sky.
Mrs. Canaan was still sitting there, dignified and kind.
About fifty meters away, Xueming got off the car early and came to Mrs. Canaan to wave.
"Come here, come here, come here, come here, come over here, I'll see you if I need anything, let's talk about old times."
Mrs. Canaan couldn't speak, and she didn't know what the VIP wanted to do. She only felt friendly when reminiscing about old times.
She sighed inwardly, another ten years had passed, and this little boy seemed to have grown up. From the words of passengers and researchers, he seemed to have become a big shot and a hero among the Homo sapiens community.
So this time, can we get his DNA?
It might be better if we can have an in-depth spiritual communication!
Thinking of this——
——The Virgin of Canaan followed Xueming to the other side of the fossil forest, away from the rugged beachhead with strange rocks, and came to a smooth road.
She was still immersed in Xueming's gentle spiritual pressure. That spiritual pressure was a little different from when they first met, but it still had a cool and peaceful flavor. He had become mature, just like the sea.
The next second, the big truck started roaring.
In the blink of an eye, Our Lady of Canaan saw the coastline.
She was still tumbling, spinning in circles in mid-air.
She cannot feel pain, unlike other parasites, she is a large clan and does not have self-protection mechanisms like Homo sapiens. It's just that the posture doesn't look good.
The fabric of her clothes tore along with part of her limbs, as if she had realized something.
When she landed, she was knocked eighteen meters away, and the blue blood in her body drew an eye-catching exclamation mark on the beach.
She finally understood——
——The little boy seems angry.
