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Chapter 19
Fortunately, the experimental body S did not come out, and the rest are just scraps.
The other players had never seen Experimental S, and naturally they didn't have the same awareness as Kou Dong. Seeing this scene of mass escape, their calves were trembling.
Someone in the middle trembled: "They... they will kill at least one..."
Jiajia's fingers suddenly clenched. She raised her head, looked tense, and asked, "Is that science man still underneath?"
"..."
That's right.
The man with glasses was crawling to the side in a hurry, and the experimental subject beside him had the shape of a leopard, and his movements were vigorous and flexible. He is a programmer who sits in front of the computer all day, and his physique cannot be compared with these monsters.
"Think of a way!" The glasses man was breathing heavily, his voice full of despair, "Think of a way!"
No one answered him.
In fact, how exactly this scene happened, they have not fully figured out.
- It shouldn't be.
Song Hong thought hard, all games have established rules, and "Dead Man" is no exception. At any time, NPCs cannot slaughter players without triggering the preconditions.
unless……
Unless they have broken the rules without knowing it.
The subjects began to move.
They were like heavy hills, their wet and sticky tentacles spreading without scruples around, and sharp white fangs were exposed under the sequins. No one can see them as nothing, and everyone is in the shadow they cast.
Those tentacles are more like living creatures with thoughts, extremely sensitive. They silently moved close to the ground, like countless poisonous snakes spitting out letters.
Jiajia trembled slightly. She swallowed and said, "Brother—"
Kou Dong's face was also not good-looking. He brushed away the female player's hand and still stared at the group of experimental subjects. They stared at him all the time as they moved, and only the body that stood up could see the anger in their hearts.
Kou Dong took a few glances, then grabbed the female player's sleeve again.
This action is simply poking a hornet's nest. If they were still slightly restless before, now this group of experimental subjects seems to have gone crazy collectively, and even their momentum is unusual. They waved their tentacles violently, smashing the laboratory equipment, and the light bulbs fell to the ground.
The glass balls splashed everywhere, and the little girl screamed while covering her hair.
Kou Dong: "..."
Hey, well, it seems that it is really a drama of playing a mistress.
What's even more disappointing is that the subjects seem to believe that this little three is deliberately seducing him, and they have a posture of putting her to death regardless...
Seriously, not quite.
Kou Dong is not a kind person, and he doesn't appreciate the personality of this female player, but this does not prevent him from seeing her as a real person.
A living person should not die for such absurd reasons.
Under the instinct of the player who broke out, everyone began to avoid. Fortunately, they were already familiar with the terrain of the institute, and they all ran towards the west stairs.
There is the most side of the research institute, with the fewest laboratories, and there is a door on the first floor. For the time being, it can stop this group of experimental subjects who suddenly escaped from the prison and started to go mad.
The girl staggered all the way, and couldn't breathe, she couldn't help but say, "Brother... they seem to be chasing me!"
She didn't think it was her delusion. The strength of those tentacles was extremely ruthless, and when they slipped past her neck several times, she could sense that the other party wanted to strangle her heart, and the back of her neck was chilly. Her face hurts a lot, and I'm afraid that blood marks were drawn out, so she might be disfigured in the game.
But Kou Dong was by her side, but the strength of the tentacles' attack was significantly lessened, and he focused more on attacking his legs and feet.
It's not like killing people - it's more like rolling up people and dragging them away.
But when it was her turn, she was chasing and killing like crazy, as if she was going to smash her to the ground with tentacles.
Female player: "..."
What the hell is this!
She thought bitterly, couldn't these people be haters!
No mother! !
Kou Dong's mood is also very complicated. He originally thought that being jealous means eating a little bit, but he didn't expect to be able to make such a big move...
Neuropathy really sucks.
Kou Dong, as the object of this group of neuropathy's true love, immediately got even more headaches.
But he always felt like he was missing something.
What is missing?
As Kou Dong ran, he turned his head and glanced at the experimental subjects who were following them. Instead of their quiet appearance on the first day, they looked like ghosts and evil spirits. They seemed to have suffered from pain, and now they are killing them.
……etc.
Kou Dong suddenly realized something. He suddenly looked down at his clothes. All of them were wearing the same characters they wore when they first entered the dungeon. There were no alternatives, and naturally no one wanted to change them.
But the six white coats were thrown in the laboratory, but they were tattered.
Why is it so rotten?
The answer was so obvious that Kou Dong couldn't believe he was only realizing it now. On the first day, he stopped the NPCs who shocked the experimental subjects, so in the eyes of those NPCs, he was of the same camp as them.
But now, he was wearing a researcher's clothes and stood in front of the test bench again.
How could this not be a betrayal for the experimental subjects?
After realizing this, he suddenly tore off the white coat he was wearing and held it high in his hands.
The little girl was stunned at first, but after seeing his action, she seemed to be woken up suddenly. In a hurry, he ripped off the buttons of his clothes. But that dress was not too wide for her, she couldn't take it off a few times, but because of the delay in her movements, the tentacles lifted her up and twisted her neck.
Cold and sticky. She kicked her legs vigorously, her mouth opened desperately, and even so, her face was still flushed.
This is a sign of hypoxia. She struggled in the tentacles of the NPC, like a thin chicken, and fell into convulsions little by little.
Do not!
Her eyes were sore, and she desperately pinched and kicked.
Do not
Suddenly, a scarlet spark appeared in front of him.
The female player tried her best to open her eyes, and only then did she realize where the spark came from - Kou Dong raised a hand high, and in his hand was the white lab coat representing the researcher, with the clothes still hanging on the chest with a nameplate.
In his other hand, there is a lighter that he got from somewhere.
The white coat was burning. At first it was just a corner of the shirt, and then it became a whole sleeve. The burned fabric curled up and crumpled into a ball, a little bit of charred black.
When it finally became pitch black, Kou Dong threw it on the ground.
"See?"
He said to the subject in a calm voice, without any ups and downs, "Put her down."
Tentacle hesitated for a while, ignored the request, and stroked tighter.
The female player stuck out her tongue, and an abnormal bruise began to appear on her face.
"Put it down," Kou Dong said with a stern expression, "Don't try to deceive me—public revenge for private revenge won't work, it doesn't conform to the rules."
After saying these words, Kou Dong was stunned to see the grievance in the head of Dou Da. Countless NPCs turned their faces towards him eagerly. Although they could not speak, their actions were obviously accusing him of being a heartless man.
Especially this heartless man actually intends to protect the mistress.
Kou Dong thought for a while, then barely raised his hand, and touched the slippery tentacle of the experimental subject closest to him.
Switching this action to an ordinary pet is probably equivalent to patting the opponent's paw.
Subject touched: "!"
It curled up all of a sudden, tentacles clucked around its head, clumped itself into a ball, and even the sequins suddenly disappeared. After a long while, it slowly emerged again, flashing at Kou Dong.
A-level are still low-level experimental subjects, unable to speak, and their thinking ability is limited, and they all rely on instinct to act. Countless A-level experimental subjects were eagerly watching this scene, and they all rushed forward eagerly, hoping that they would also be touched.
Kou Dong pointed at the little girl, and the experimenter who locked her throat was unwilling. It took a long time to slowly loosen the tentacles and spit out the food in her mouth.
As soon as it was released, it handed the tentacle to Kou Dong, as if it had suffered great grievances.
Hungry.
His belly was empty, and he wished he could swallow the young man standing in front of him. His breath is close and smells good, and he looks more delicious than any researcher.
It even wanted to chew the bones apart to taste the taste of the man's blood.
But no.
The experimental subject restrained his breathing and closed his mouth tightly, not showing his sharp fangs to the people in front of him. It stretched out all its tentacles, shyly lining up to be touched.
Kou Dong: "..."
It's not that he said it, it's a bit of a stretch.
You also have to look at the actual situation. With so many experimental subjects and so many tentacles, are you planning to touch the dawn?
"That's it," he said calmly, withdrew his hand, "Everyone go back to everyone."
All the monsters present became restless, as if they had the intention of being rude. A two- or three-meter-tall test subject is coquettish, and that can barely be defined as cute; but when the Wuyangyang group began to slap the floor to express their dissatisfaction, all Kou Dong felt was the shaking of the ground.
There is no way to do it, after all, the figure is placed here, and it is the effect that you can move a few times.
Standing unsteady, soft-hearted hammer.
Kou Dong was ruthless: "Come again, I'll make charcoal-grilled octopus for you!"
He has been greedy for meat for a long time, and now everyone looks like octopus balls.
The subjects didn't understand what charcoal-grilled octopus meant, but it didn't prevent them from being frightened by Kou Dong's hungry eyes.
"..."
After a while, as if hearing a call, they lined up one by one and moved away from where they had come. Kou Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fears: "I didn't expect this favorability to be useful."
Speaking of which, the love of this group of experimental subjects is actually the most normal...
It took a long time for the game system to say congratulations for getting out of trouble. It sounded unwilling and not happy because of it.
Kou Dong lowered his body to check the female player's injury and checked her breathing. Immediately, he raised his head sharply and glanced around vigilantly.
At that moment, he suddenly felt the gaze from the side.
is spying.
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Fish, octopus, fish, octopus... Wow, seafood dinner!
NPC: …
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Tomorrow's attack (part of it) should be officially launched.
I saw that there are still girls who are struggling with the problem of standing on CP. In fact, you can stand on anyone...
Attack anyway.
What a tweet!