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Chapter 23
Kou Dong looked at him like this, his father's love was like a mountain, and he couldn't stop him——
"Good," he said to Ye Yanzhi, who was holding his fingers, "you wait here until I cross the platform to buy you a bag of oranges."
A suspicious look appeared on Ye Yanzhi's face, his eyes raised, and he glanced at the young man blankly.
This doesn't sound like much of a problem.
But why does this man's expression always make him feel that something is not right?
He asked cautiously, "What oranges?"
Just these four words made the kindness in Kou Dong's eyes a little more pity. He sighed and stroked his son's head, and said, "Have you never been to school?"
Ye Yanzhi didn't say a word, with a sullen face, he silently put down the arm that was holding Kou Dong's fingers.
"Don't force it," Kou Dong said. "It's your father's fault—after you go to school, the nine-year compulsory education will always make you understand."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
He finally contained a little anger and forbeared: "I'm twenty-one."
This sentence didn't help, because Kou Dong licked his hair lovingly, and said in a voice that was fooling him: "Okay, you are twenty-one..."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
Just talk, why do you want to look at your pants?
At this moment, Ye Yanzhi had the heart to quit his job, so he simply let these experimental subjects tie Kou Dong's meowing to the sun - anyway, he was taking advantage of it.
Kou Dong still didn't know that he was already on the verge of death.
He probed left and right for a while, and then quietly lifted his dead foot back a little, "How do you sleep?"
The villain held his arms and looked at all beings with a cold face.
Kou Dong stepped back again and suggested, "Dad will make a nest for you?"
Little man: "..."
Very good, he thought with a gloomy face, adding another vote to the option of Ri's Meow Meow.
They ended up sleeping on the pillow together. Afraid of pressing him, Kou Dong put him on top of his head, and even took a cotton cover out of the quilt for him. Ye Yanzhi was lying in his soft hair, pursing his lips tightly, lightly and without the slightest sound.
Kou Dong wanted to tell him a story about the little duck, but at the beginning he was interrupted ruthlessly by the villain, "The little duck was stewed."
Kou Dong: "..."
He couldn't help but accuse, "You have no sympathy."
"No," the villain said coldly, "sleep."
Kou Dong still wanted to struggle: "But I think parent-child time before going to bed is very necessary."
The villain's voice did not fluctuate at all. "The director of the institute also feels that it is particularly necessary to communicate with the experimental subjects before going to bed."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kou Dong heard a knock on the door, coming from outside.
In the middle of the night, the uninvited person was obviously a man with glasses. He stood at the door and knocked on his door again and again with great patience, but the interval was getting shorter and shorter, and the voice was getting faster and faster. At the end, Kou Dong could clearly feel his repressed unwillingness. The thin door panel swayed, as if it could collapse at any time, "You open the door, why didn't you open the door?"
The door gap is very narrow, only a very thin one. don't know how he did it, but he even shoved his fingers through the narrow crack of the door and groped desperately inside.
"You open the door-"
... This movement, the fool opened the door for him.
Kou Dong took out the scale from his pocket, put on his shoes and got out of bed, swiping his hands hard.
Although the edges of the scales were smooth, they were exceptionally sharp, and immediately cut a bloody hole in the director's hand. The people outside cried out in pain, their fingers curled up and they were about to flee, but Kou Dong grabbed them, and came again without any reason—
"what!"
This sound was even more poignant than before, and the man with glasses couldn't care about anything else, and retracted his hand desperately. Then there were intermittent footsteps. He seemed to be frightened by the sudden attack, and there was no sound in front of the door.
Kou Dong put away the scales.
Of course he knew what the man with glasses was doing here. If he were someone else and took the director's badge, he would have been eaten by the group of experimental subjects. He came here just to retrieve the evidence.
It's a pity that now the evidence has not been recovered, and Kou Dong is still safe and sound.
Although he didn't know what effect this badge had on the man with glasses, it was probably very important to see the man with glasses rushing to get it.
It's fun to hold something like this in your own hands.
After Kou Dong cleaned up the director who came to the door, he turned around and taught his son, "See? All the other children want to hear the story."
Originally sat up from the pillow and looked at the villain here: "..."
He glanced at Kou Dong and fell back again. It was a simple action, but it was made to smell like anger.
The young man got back under the quilt and heard his son say in a gnashing tone, "When I grow up..."
Kou Dong answered smoothly, "You honor me?"
The villain sneered and tugged his hair tightly, not willing to pull too hard.
filial piety.
He thought gloomily, the sun won't kill you.
By the second day, everyone was running out of food. There are only a few biscuits. Even if they save up and eat them carefully, they will consume most of them. Everyone's expressions are not good. The feeling is actually here.
The most irritating thing is that this game is connected to human brain waves. No matter how thin you are in the game, there is no change in reality.
- What's the use of eating less?
Can't even lose weight!
When she complained, she glanced at Kou Dong again, and asked shyly, "Brother, do you think I need to lose weight?"
After the last wave, Kou Dong decisively chose to smash the girl's heart this time, "Yes, your legs are a little thick."
The little girl's face changed suddenly. She was originally showing a Huaichun expression, but now she snorted, as if a cat had stepped on its tail, and said contemptuously, "Scumbag, what's your vision? I'm just right!"
Kou Dongxin said no, girl, you think it's just right, why are you asking me...
Didn't you make it clear.
Ye Yanzhi was not honest in his pocket, and dragged his clothes to climb up. Afraid that he would be seen, Kou Dong secretly tried to poke him back, but the villain was quick-witted, grabbed his fingers and lifted him steadily.
Afraid that he would fall, Kou Dong hurriedly put his other hand on it and whispered, "Hide it up."
The villain turned a deaf ear, swayed twice as if on a swing, and threw it onto Kou Dong's clothes by the momentum.
He grabbed the button at the top of the sweater, picked out a thread grimly, and tucked himself inside.
It's like a seatbelt on the waist.
Wearing such a decoration, Kou Dong turned around and tried to push him back. But at first glance, the girl opposite was still criticizing his taste, but it seemed that he didn't see a living thing crawling around him at all.
Kou Dong paused for a while, and eased his taste.
That egg was drawn from the exchange pool. I'm afraid it is a special item that only he can see.
Thinking of this, Kou Dong also went with him.
The man with glasses was the last to come out, his face was gloomier than the other players, he stood in the corner with his head down, not looking in Kou Dong's direction at all. Kou Dong stared at him for a while, and found that his hands were not injured at all, and his skin was smooth and clean, so he couldn't help rubbing his chin.
He didn't think that the person who came yesterday was not a man with glasses, but it seemed that the other party had obviously transformed his body.
The idea doesn't feel good. Kou Dong pursed his lips, and went to feel the scales in his hand again.
The man with glasses didn't know if he noticed his gaze, and stood in the corner again.
He does more work than ever before.
Kou Dongguang was standing next to him and could read his thoughts:
- Run quickly.
Run as fast as you can.
There's nothing wrong with this idea, after all, now that the experimental subject S already knows who he is, maybe he will come to find someone tonight. The man with glasses moved in a hurry, commanding everyone's movements nimbly, and even forgot to pretend that his arm was injured, and went up to help a few.
Song Hong was careful and immediately saw the problem.
"It's too soon." He said to A Xue, "He was chased and killed that day, and his injuries were quite serious."
But looking at it now, it seems that there is nothing at all - even heavy objects can be lifted.
When A Xue heard this, she frowned for a while and replied, "It's really weird."
She paused, then added: "This weirdness is not a bad thing for us."
Who wouldn't want to get out of a place like this?
She crushed her feet on the ground, and Song Hong saw her thoughts and persuaded: "You...it's okay, just take the money and go out. If you can't come in in the future, don't come in again."
The girl laughed eccentrically and said, "I can't be the master. - I have to pay the debt first."
Her expression was unusually cold, and she didn't have the innocence that a girl of this age should have, and said to Song Hong, "Wrench."
Song Hong sighed, pushed her aside, and picked up the heavy tool, "I'll do it."
Whose days are not always sweet.
The little girl spreads out a beast father, owes a lot of gambling debts and runs away, leaving behind a sick mother and daughter, and a group of people from the society block the door and smash things all day long, just to move don't know how many times it has been moved.
If it wasn't for that, we wouldn't be able to take such a big risk.
The desperadoes, the miserable people, the desperate people.
In this "Dead Man", there are basically these three categories. The rich have nowhere to look for new thrills, the rich see it as a game field for sensory thrills, and the desperados and the miserable see it as a game of fate. It's just that the weight is heavy, and it's a matter of life and death.
After coming to the game more often, Song Hong can basically see who belongs to which category at a glance. The only person he didn't understand was Kou Dong.
How to say - he sometimes even had a delusion.
It's as if the opponent's game is not the same as theirs at all.
Who would dare to do such an operation in "Dead Man"?
Kou Dong didn't help much, and kept looking at the man with glasses with interest. The man with glasses was dazed by him, and finally stood up and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Don't do anything," Kou Dong said with a smile, "I'll just take a look. If I just look, it won't get in your way, right?"
The glasses man's chest heaved twice, looking like he wanted to make a foul sentence, but swallowed it hard. He glanced at the petri dishes around him, and finally squatted down without making a sound, burying his head in beating.
Kou Dong fed the experimental subject next to him, and the small mountain-like experimental subject splashed the blood from the chewed fish on the glass.
At that moment, the man with glasses almost had an illusion - as if the blood not only spilled on the glass, but also on his face.
He could even feel the warmth. They were still staring at him and making groaning noises as they chewed the food.
The man in glasses knew the sound all too well, it meant they were hungry. A group of monsters that suck human blood and eat human bones. So far, they have eaten too few people.
very hungry.
The monster slowly stood up from the petri dish, casting a large shadow, and a white cold light leaked from the corner of his mouth.
so hungry...
The spectacled man's throat moved, as if he was about to retching, and he buried his head abruptly.
Can't wait any longer.
He thought, it has to be right now.
By the time it got dark, they had basically completed most of the arm making that day, and it was no surprise that they would be able to escape successfully tomorrow. This gave the players a little confidence, and they encouraged each other during the break, and then they went back to rest.
The man with glasses didn't sleep. He sat on the bed for a while, making sure there was no sound outside, then stood up and slowly opened the door.
He had already thought about it. Rather than go with this group of players, he should go first. In the end, he can finish the finishing work alone.
Those players dared not take the risk of traveling at night, but he had to. Otherwise, he doesn't know if he can survive tonight.
It's a pity that such a perfect body...
From the first glance, it made him feel that the body is very suitable for breeding or something. Eggs, or whatever, transforms youth into fertile nests. Those experimental subjects also liked him, and they must be willing.
……pity.
The man with glasses said in his heart, and opened the door completely - when he opened it, he was stunned, and there was still a person standing in front of the door.
The young man he had just thought about stood at the door and smiled at him, and said calmly, "Hello, Director, send me some warmth."
Glasses man: "..."
Glasses man: "!"
He took a step back abruptly and was about to close the door - but the young man put his hand on the door frame, and with the advantage of his slim body, he forced his way through the crack of the door.
"What are you doing so vigorously?" Kou Dong complained, "Everyone is the successor of socialism..."
The director obviously didn't have the heart to talk to him about his successor, so he hissed: "What are you doing here? ... What are you holding in your hand?"
"Hi," Kou Dong said, "you misunderstood, I really came to send warmth."
"..."
God is so warm.
The man with glasses glared at him, his eyes almost sinister, but there was a burning heat from the sinister, as if he wished he could turn his gaze into a scalpel and cut open the body that perfectly fit his imagination.
Kou Dong pulled up a chair and sat down in the room.
"Haven't you heard of it," he said, "our nation has a lot of traditional virtues. What kind of integrity, humility, prudence..."
The little man raised his head from his chest and looked up at him.
Kou Dongshou said shamelessly: "I have all of these."
The glasses man let out a sneer.
Kou Dong also smiled.
"Although I have all of these, there is one most important—"
He slowly took something out of his pocket. That small piece reflected a shimmer of light, which stabbed the man with glasses and hurt his eyes.
"It's not ignorant to collect gold," Kou Dong said, "what a quality."
The man with glasses seemed to freeze, didn't move at all, just stood there blankly. His body shuddered uncontrollably, his face became more and more pale, and his pupils contracted uncertainly.
Suddenly, he turned around and rushed towards the door before he was prepared.
"Don't worry," Kou Dong took out the scales slowly, and gestured on the breastplate, "Director, the things haven't been returned to you, what are you doing so fast?"
The man's footsteps suddenly stopped, panting like a beast, pulling his hair and screaming loudly.
"What the hell do you want to do!"
Kou Dong didn't answer, but instead asked: "Is this thing hard enough for you? - Can it be cut open?"
The man with glasses didn't answer, just trembled more and more.
"Give me, give me..." he stammered. "It's too late—it's too late..."
As he spoke, he started stomping again, tears streaming down his face, and he looked embarrassed.
"He's coming! Give me, he's coming!"
The young man didn't do anything, just sat on the chair with his arms folded and looked at him quietly. The man with glasses finally became desperate. He slumped on the ground and let out a short laugh, "Do you think they will let you go?"
"I know him...I brought him up from the sea. I didn't know at the time, he would turn into such a monster! He eats people, he's been looking for a lair, controlling everyone here, just to wait A man lays his eggs for him—"
"He's remodeled the lab, and these subjects are all under his control—fuck!"
He uttered a foul language, his expression almost insane.
"The researchers here are dead! Dead! If I hadn't transformed myself, I wouldn't be alive..."
"Do you know what will happen if he catches you?" The man with glasses laughed even louder, "He will put all the eggs into your body, you will keep giving birth, keep giving birth, and before you give birth, he will You'll be infused with new ones - you'll live in his fucking petri dish and use your body as a nest for him!"
"You think he's your ally?" The glasses man slapped his chest hard, "I'm your ally!"
Kou Dong frowned, and although he was still smiling, his voice became colder.
He said, "How did the seventh player die?"
The man with glasses snapped abruptly, and was stunned by this question.
Kou Dong's smile deepened.
"If I fall into your hands," he said lightly, "can I live?"
"..."
The director didn't answer, his eyes were blank, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
There was movement outside the door again.
The double buffs worked at the same time, and all the experimental subjects rushed out, blocking the water in this room.
Kou Dong stood up from the chair and slowly put the badge on the man's chest again.
"Okay," he squinted and looked at it, and then said, "Return to the original owner."
"..."
As soon as the voice fell, the experimental body outside broke in. At this moment, blood and mud splashed.
Kou Dong closed his eyes and wanted to turn his head to avoid it. But there was a cold and wet hand that gently covered his eyes first.
"dont see."
The merman whispered, his scarlet, beastly eyes staring straight at him.
"dont see……"
The author has something to say:
Mermaid: (contentedly) Got it.
Kou Dong: …
Wait, wait, me, I'll switch sides and stand again!