Han Qichuan turned around and saw a figure in a white lab coat. The whiteness was in sharp contrast to the bright red in the room.
It was obviously white, but he felt that it would be reasonable for this thing to be as bright red as blood. It was obviously brand new, but he intuitively felt that the smell of blood was stronger than anything else in this room.
The whistle was obviously silent, but to him it was all-pervasive.
With a splitting headache, Han Qichuan couldn't hold himself up and fell to his knees.
who I am? who is it?
Suddenly he raised his head and opened his eyes. They were no longer as deep as the abyss, but with blood-red vertical pupils.
He remembered who he was.
He is Han Qichuan, and he is also an experimental subject, codenamed 001.
——
In a certain room.
"Boss, I heard that Mei has successfully completed her mission."
Wang Tai was still lying on the bed. He was still recovering from the injuries he received from punishment before. At this time, he was holding the magazine he asked his brothers to bring back to him from the base.
Read a magazine to pass the time while recuperating.
"Hey, she's really done it. It's really different if she's strong. She can come and leave whenever she wants!" Wang Tai couldn't help but sigh after hearing the report given to him by his younger brother.
"But, boss, you said before that it's none of our business, why do you want me to inquire about the completion of Mei's mission?" The younger brother stood next to Wang Tai, scratching his head in confusion.
"That's because you care about the enemy, do you understand?" Wang Tai said angrily.
"But boss, Mei was our collaborator before, why is it called enemy situation?" The younger brother was confused again.
"...Have you never been dealt with by her before?"
"Well, I was beaten."
"That's fine then."
"But, the boss has beaten some of our people before, why don't we care about those people as enemies?" The younger brother continued to ask.
Wang Tai smashed the book angrily: "Fuck, what does beating us mean? We beat them, do you understand?"
The younger brother was stunned for a moment and could only nod his head blankly: "Yeah."
Half a minute passed, and Wang Tai still maintained his posture after smashing the book.
The younger brother felt strange: "Boss, what's wrong?"
Wang Tai said expressionlessly: "Practice."
Wang Tai thought in his heart: Damn, I twisted my waist. There are still injuries on my waist. It hurts like hell.
The younger brother is puzzled, maybe this is why the boss is the boss!
"Boss, you haven't told me why yet?"
"Fuck, are you the reincarnation of the problem spirit? Get out of here."
Seeing that the boss was about to get angry, the younger brother quickly ran away. At worst, he would ask again next time.
Finally, only Wang Tai was left in the room.
He breathed a sigh of relief. If he was discovered by his followers, he, the boss, would lose face.
Wang Tai moved gently to return to his original position. He supported the bed with his hands and slowly tightened his strength. His movements were steady. He thought the process was going smoothly, but the sheets he was supporting slipped.
Damn, that sucks.
Sure enough, there was only a click, followed by a powerful scream.
ah! ——
After ten minutes of relief, Wang Tai's face was no longer as distorted as before. He readjusted his posture and picked up the magazine to continue reading.
But he couldn't see it anymore, his mind was filled with memories of the news brought by his younger brother.
He felt a little bit like he was a bit masochistic. She obviously dealt with him every time.
Hey——, it’s a success!
This place is really not a place for people to stay. The further away, the better.
This is the true thought in Wang Tai's heart.
——
The scene in front of him changed. More and more blood flowed on the metal floor, and then the whole world was dyed blood red.
The figure in the white lab coat kept blowing the whistle, and Han Qichuan had completely changed.
Clear gray scales appear on the surface of the body. If you don't look at the tail and claws, the upright figure looks like a general wearing armor. After the transformation, Han Qichuan looks more wild.
The whistle made him uncomfortable, and his mind was slowly being eroded. He didn't want to be controlled.
Roar--
With an angry roar, he rushed towards the white voice and struck down with his claws, but no harm was done.
The white figure disappeared like a phantom, the figure disappeared, but the whistle was always there.
Mutants keep popping up in this space, and they keep killing.
But people have their limits after all, and his movements became slower and slower, from the initial rush to slowly retreating backwards.
Finally, he was grabbed by the mutant and flew away, falling backwards into the endless abyss.
He felt that he was sinking continuously, and the world in front of him had long turned blood red, with some dark green mixed in.
The sound of metal colliding sounded.
His limbs were bound and he struggled.
The chains shattered, but a stronger cage bound him within.
He couldn't escape after all.
Give up the struggle and be swallowed by the darkness.
Han Qichuan was completely engulfed by darkness, and the world became quiet again.
Cold, so cold.
In the darkness, Han Qichuan was lonely and helpless.
A gray light suddenly appeared in front of him.
This is?
A strong force.
He smiled bitterly, his intuition telling him that this power was dangerous, and he might lose his mind, but he needed the power now.
He also lost his mind, but he chose not to be controlled.
Just as his hand was about to touch it, the gray ball of light suddenly disappeared.
In the darkness, a bright light appeared in front of him, and then slowly turned into a ball of light.
There was something about it that made him feel comfortable and warm.
A beam of light shot down and shone on him, as if guiding him forward.
Han Qichuan used his last strength and walked towards the light step by step.
A distance that seemed like a lifetime, but also seemed like it was just a moment, and he finally arrived.
The ball of light was close at hand, and Han Qichuan gently embraced her into his arms, hugging her tightly, unwilling to let go, and finally fell into a deep sleep, with a satisfied smile unconsciously raised at the corner of his mouth.
The light finally favored him once.
Baiyun Youyou store, second floor.
On the big bed in the bedroom, the quilt that originally wrapped Han Qichuan had already been opened.
The sleeping Yun You was somehow held tightly in Han Qichuan's arms. He struggled instinctively, but to no avail. Finally he frowned and calmed down.
Han Qichuan, who was also sleeping soundly, noticed the struggling movements and frowned.
A tail appeared and wrapped around the waist of the two people. It tightened, and the distance between the two became closer again. In his sleep, Han Qichuan felt the warm temperature in his arms getting closer, and smelled the scent that relaxed him even more. clear.
The frown was finally relaxed.
It was quiet at night, everyone fell into a deep sleep, and Daju was also sleeping soundly.
That night all three of them had dreams.
Daju dreamed of having a delicious meal of dried fish, the unlimited kind.
Han Qichuan had an unconscious smile on his face when he was sleeping. It was obviously a good dream.
However, what is surprising is that Yun You, who was supposed to have the best sleep quality, frowned all night, had a grimace on his face, and had nightmares.
