Thick plasma filled the dry sponge, turning the original yellow color into red.
The staff member in protective clothing raised his head like a thief, looked around and found that there was no one else, so he quietly touched his companion next to him.
"Hey, brother, you must be an old employee who worked here before, right?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, another staff member who was handling the broken bones raised his head and looked at the other person warily.
"Yeah, are you new here?"
"That's right, I came here with Mr. Feng. Hey brother, let me ask you something..."
The young employee who wiped the plasma seemed to be a gossip. When he saw the other person talking to him, he quickly asked the question in a familiar manner.
"I heard about it before when I was at Research Station No. 4. Is your Research Station No. 22 also responsible for cultivating that thing..."
"That thing? What is it?"
The staff member being questioned raised his eyebrows, obviously knowing what the other person wanted to ask, but he still put on an expression of confusion on his face and asked.
"Oh, that's the thing..."
The staff member wiping the plasma leaned closer to the other person and lowered his voice a bit.
"The organization's biological weapon! The thirteenth apostle!"
"Oh...you mean Judas..."
The old employee who was picking up the broken bones had a look on his face and answered.
"Hey, keep your voice down, you don't want to live anymore!"
"What are you afraid of? Mr. Judah has already left the research station. No matter how loud you speak, he can't hear you..."
Although he knew that the other party was bragging, the staff member holding the sponge still looked surprised.
"Lord Judah has left the research station? Why can't I see anyone... Hey, I heard that he is the only humanoid apostle among the thirteen apostles. What does he look like? Can you describe him?"
Squeezing the blood from the sponge into the bucket, the new employee asked curiously.
"What do you look like... He looks like a normal person, over two meters tall, with very well-developed muscles..."
The old employee stretched out his hand to gesture and poured the broken bones into the bucket.
"Damn it, are you just more muscular? Doesn't it look any different from ordinary people?"
"No, and Mr. Judah has a very good character. But after the plan was implemented, he became a little strange. He started to like eating raw meat and drinking raw blood... Hey, you know Experimental Subject No. 22, the one with six eyes. The parrot was eaten alive by Lord Judah..."
"Eat it raw?"
The face of the young employee was full of disbelief, and even the voice of inquiry became louder unconsciously.
"Yes, you pluck out the hair, open your mouth and bite, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, that scene is so scary..."
The old employee's facial features wrinkled, as if he was thinking of the scene at that time, and his whole person showed a sense of resistance from the inside out.
"Sure enough, every one of the thirteen apostles is normal, and all of them are very strange..."
The young employee murmured, picked a spot with a lot of blood, and threw the sponge up.
"Nonsense, those are biological weapons. Do you think they are like inflatable dolls with curled eyelashes and blinking eyes?"
The old employee snorted disdainfully, seeming to be a little disdainful of the young man's unexperienced reaction.
Little did he know how ugly the look on his face was when he mentioned that Judas ate Experimental Subject No. 22 alive.
"Hey, you said before that Judas left. Do you know where he went?" the young employee asked again.
"You're asking this. We are all D-level personnel. How do we know so much? But according to my guess, we should have gone to the headquarters..."
"Headquarters?" The young employee's face became more curious, "What happened?"
Hearing the other party's question, the old employee who was cleaning the broken bones suddenly stopped talking and glanced around with great vigilance.
After realizing that there was no one else nearby, he pulled the other person's mask and said in a very low voice.
"Master Judah is injured! The condition is very bad. Our research station cannot handle it, so we have to send it to the headquarters!"
"What? Injured? He is one of the thirteen biological weapons, what can hurt him..."
The young employee obviously believed him and asked in an urgent tone.
Gossip that subverts three views is always so tempting, let alone one about mysterious biological weapons.
However, just when the young employee thought that the other party would tell the truth, the older employee looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Are you stupid? How do I know what hurt Master Judah? I just saw that he and Master Guren were in a very bad state when they came back. There were wounds all over their bodies, and..." "And what?"
"And none of the researchers who followed us came back! I estimate that 80% of them died..."
Hearing this, the young employee's face was full of shock.
He didn't ask any more questions, but tried hard to use his own thinking to digest everything he heard, and then connected it as much as possible to piece it together into logical speculations.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, the old employee who had been cleaning the floor for a while turned his head and asked as if exchanging information.
"You have asked me so many questions, and I also want to ask you something. I heard that you came from Research Station No. 4?"
"That's right, let's go with Mr. Feng." Seeing the other party's inquiry, the young employee temporarily put down what was in his mind and replied in a friendly manner.
"That apostle of yours is called Cephas, right? Master Cephas?"
The voice of the old employee was very low, just like when the young employee asked before.
"That's right...Master Cephas..." The young employee nodded and looked at the door with some fear.
Although Master Cephas had left the laboratory, he could not guarantee whether the strange biological weapon would hear them.
However, the old employee obviously did not have this concern, probably because he had stayed with Judas for a long time, so he did not have much fear of non-human apostles like Cephas.
On the contrary, there is also a kind of curiosity that is almost suicidal.
"I'm not telling you, your Research Station No. 4 is really miserable. Not only are you cultivating a terrible batch of experimental subjects, but even the apostles are all weird..."
"Shh!"
Before the old employee could finish speaking, the young employee put his finger in front of his lips with a look of horror on his face, becoming extremely nervous.
"You must not talk nonsense, Lord Cephas may hear you!"
"Huh? Really? You mean that lump of meat can hear? I don't think it even has ears..."
The older employee obviously felt that the younger employee was overreacting and did not take his reminder to heart.
"Lord Cephas doesn't rely on his ears. He... his power is very strange..."
The young employee swallowed and unconsciously clenched the sponge in his hand.
"Anyway, it's better that we don't discuss anything about it before Lord Cephas leaves the research station..."
