Chapter 04:ㅤExtremely morbid, and astonishingly beautiful.ㅤ[edited]
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Until Su Fengzhou led the Seventh Team to visit one place after another, the crowd watched them leave almost respectfully.
Obviously, no one could understand how Su Fengzhou, the notorious devil within the Department of Elimination and Investigation, suddenly began to care about the safety of these auxiliary departments on the site.
In fact, even the Seventh Team were puzzled about this.
The group of cars sped along the road.
Because all the surrounding roads have been closed, their drive all the way could be described as unimpeded.
But no matter how free and easy the drive was, it couldn't hide the evidently low air pressure in the leading car.
Shen Wenyan shrank in the back seat, his eyes glancing over the man's cold back in the passenger seat, and silently exchanged a glance with Rong Yun next to him.
Under the other party's instigation, he finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Boss, are you sure that you smelled something like that? Or do you think it could possibly be... because you've been too tense lately? So that's why you have such a little, little, illusion?"
For sentinels and guides, both can probably be classified as a kind of hormone-like existence.
So when encountering an ideal object that meets all aesthetic standards, it is perfectly normal to occasionally have changes in the concentration of body hormones to a certain degree.
Combined with the subtle attention that Su Fengzhou had after seeing Ying Xize today, Shen Wenyan subconsciously felt that all the subsequent odd developments stemmed from the spring heart of his boss.
After all, Su Fengzhou's own condition was indeed so severe that not only was he never able to find a guide that could mentally pacify him, but even the generic guide pheromones that were commercially determined not to have any side effects were useless. After expert consultation, it had been determined to be a very rare form of appeasement immunity among sentinels.
But now he suddenly said to have met a guide pheromone with obvious attraction, and without anyone else noticing, it was really hard for anyone to believe it.
Moreover, in the state of mental disorder that appeared for the third time this month, the fact that Su Fengzhou was tortured but still able to maintain his sanity was entirely due to his own strong self-control. If it were any other sentinel, I'm afraid they would have already been overwhelmed and completely entered a state of rampage.
In this state where there is only the last vestiges of rationality that is difficult to balance, it is completely reasonable to instinctively imagine some life-saving straws that doesn't exist.
In order to solve the torment that Su Fengzhou had suffered under the long-term mental disorder, the people in the Seventh Team have thought of countless ways, but in the end, they all ended without success. Although they also wanted to save this lonely single dog who was about to be driven crazy, they really couldn't bear to see their own captain having hallucinations after being pushed to the extreme.
Miserable, really not the usual miserable.
Rong Yun felt that the surroundings fell into silence again after Shen Wenyan's words, and it was inevitable that she felt some compassion in her heart: "Boss, there's not much work to do in the past few days anyway. Why don't we find a nearby testing station and make an appointment, let's take time to go and have a look?"
Xiao Liu in the driver's seat also echoed: "I think sister Yun's proposal is quite good."
Everyone was worried that Su Fengzhou would still be unable to withstand the mental torture and go completely insane.
Now, seeing the hallucinations beginning to appear, it was inevitable to be a little more worried when the "illness" was clearly aggravated.
Sometimes, I'm really afraid of the sudden concern of my comrades.
Su Fengzhou finally had to open his half-closed eyes.
His entire demeanor was significantly much clearer than his previous disordered state, but the color of his eyes was still very deep.
When he spoke, his tone was very firm, "It's not an illusion."
At that time, the guide pheromone's scent that he smelled at that moment was too vivid.
Seductively, it even made all the instincts in him start screaming.
This has never happened before.
Although Su Fengzhou often falls silent into a half-real and half-illusory world, this time he was very sure that this was obviously not the real feeling that can be produced by mere fantasy.
As for why he failed to find the person he wanted at the scene in the end, there can only be two possibilities.
Either they had been completely alienated and then killed; or, at the scene of today's "accident", he still missed something.
For Su Fengzhou, he naturally preferred the latter.
"Oh, boss." Shen Wenyan originally wanted to say something. But when Su Fengzhou glanced at him from the rearview mirror, he shrank his neck wisely and changed the conversation, "Speaking of which, we should still have a few days of vacation, right? Would you like to have a look? What are you going to do next?"
Just as the words fell, the phones of several people in the car vibrated in unison.
Rong Yun looked down at the latest news she received, and the corners of her mouth gradually raised into a sneer: "The guard post over Chenshan Cave asked for support? The defense team really still has the face to open that mouth. They didn't look like this when they crossed the river and demolished the bridge back then."
"You have to have an attitude when asking for help. What does this cold notice mean? We've never received instructions from their side. Did they really think they can call us casually just because we showed up today?" Shen Wenyan followed with a cold snort and soon found that Su Fengzhou had not spoken. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss, you're not really going to help, are you? Those sons of bitches in the defense team stirred up a mess. How dare they have us go over to help wipe their asses?"
"It doesn't matter. I also found some problems today and wanted to visit the cave site, but..."
The tone of Su Fengzhou's words here slightly changed. After switching off the phone's screen, he turned it around between his fingers at will, and neatly put it into his pocket. "Didn't you say you want to enjoy your vacation? Let's have a good time tonight! When you wake up from the hangover tomorrow, you can recover your spirits and feel at ease before giving the defense team an accurate reply. What do you think?"
"The boss is wise!" Shen Wenyan smiled, immediately closed the message, opened WeChat and sent a message in the group.
【Society, your elder brother Shen: Everybody, get up! Book a box right away, it's the boss's treat tonight, you won't go home if you don't get drunk!】
The inner group of the Seventh Team was filled with laughter.
Su Fengzhou ignored the constantly vibrating mobile phone in his pocket and looked out the window.
Even though it was still during a pleasant vacation, I always feel a little unable to laugh as soon as I think about not being able to find the person I'm looking for in the afternoon.
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The atmosphere in the car on the way back to the Research Institute was depressing.
Compared to when they set off, their number was noticeably lowered by two.
During the sampling process, the protective measures have been done quite well, but they still couldn't stand the pervasiveness of these alien monsters.
Once the mutation occurs, the people in the Department of Elimination and Investigation will always complete the killing operation at the first time, which can't be stopped at all.
It was the first time that Wen Ren, an intern, faced the death of his colleagues directly. He tried his best to restrain himself, but when they were halfway through, he finally couldn't help sobbing.
Yu Qingyi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him in a low voice.
The business car gradually drove into the city.
The light penetrated the night and fell dapplingly on the window.
Ying Xize sat by the window seat, his cool and beautiful face fell into a cycle of light and dark.
The evening rush has long ended, and they are approaching the night market after one another.
Many places began to set up a variety of food stalls, and the crowd bustling was very lively.
In such a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, the "accident" in Qiufeng District seemed to have occured in another world.
Unfortunately, from the first step across that line, everyone who entered the Institute could never return.
By the time they returned to the Research Institute, the emotions of most researchers had been readjusted.
After settling the alien samples brought back, everyone changed out of their protective clothing in unison and went home from work in their usual civilian clothes.
Many people didn't choose to tell their families of what is quietly happening in the world, so for their spouses and children, this is just another day for researchers to work overtime.
As for the two colleagues who died on duty, personnel from relevant departments will naturally come to the door to deal with them.
Yu Qingyi changed her clothes and came out, already back to her usual coquettish rose appearance.
Just as she was about to swipe her card to get off work, she looked up and saw Xiang Jiayan walking from the end of the corridor. Only then did she notice the lights still on in Ying Xize's lab.
Her tone was a little surprised: "Assistant Xiang, are you still not going back? It's been a busy day, and you're still planning to continue your research? Your hand is still injured, so you need not work so hard!"
Xiang Jiayan's hurried footsteps paused for a moment, nodded towards Yu Qingyi, and pulled the corners of his mouth a little reluctantly: "Well, Ying Gong suddenly has an idea for a new project, and you also know that it can't be stopped."
After speaking, he went straight to Ying Xize's laboratory.
The moment he closed the door, he didn't forget to lock it.
Yu Qingyi looked at the closed door and paused for a second.
Although Ying Xize does have a title of "workaholic" in addition to "iceberg beauty" in the Research Institute, looking at Xiang Jiayan's expression, she always felt like something was wrong.
But in the end, she still didn't ask much.
After swiping the work card, she turned and left.
The people in the lab apparently had no time to pay attention to the sound of footsteps receding outside.
Xiang Jiayan clutched the cup of warm water he had just poured in his hand and looked fixedly at the man on the chair: "How do you feel?"
In fact, the leg that appeared at the site of Qiufeng District was not a reflection as Yu Qingyi thought.
It was as active as all the samples brought back.
That was true, at least before hurting Ying Xize.
Coveting Ying Xize was the biggest mistake in itself.
Because of the greed for human genes that it shouldn't have coveted, it became the last opportunity to take away all of its vitality instead.
As one of the very few insiders, Xiang Jiayan naturally knew that Ying Xize really didn't have to worry about alienation infection.
Hower, this doesn't mean that he will not be affected in any way.
The invasion of xenomorphic cells occurred with the wound, but only for a moment.
And the next step of completing the overall elimination of the xenomorphic cells in a human body is a very torturous process in itself.
Ying Xize was lying on the table in a half-prone position.
Hearing Xiang Jiayan's inquiry, he didn't speak, but shook his head slowly.
From such an angle, you can see the skin exposed on the neck, revealing a strange paleness as if the blood has faded away.
Extremely morbid, and astonishingly beautiful.
The incubation period was very short, and back in Qiufeng District, the changes in Ying Xize's body had already happened quietly.
At this time, all the patience he had previously made to maintain calm in front of his colleagues completely disintegrated when he returned to the laboratory.
All the genes have been fully activated by the invading xenomorphic cells, and the blood of the whole body seemed to boil gradually under the stimulation.
The intense discomfort and intense heat made Ying Xize sweat profusely within a short time after returning to the room.
The heavy breathing continued to rise and fall.
His clothes were clinging to his back. At a glance, the entire person looked like he was fished out of the water.
However, the "phagocytosis" in the body continued.
The frailty of those ordinary humans is different.
At this very moment, his genes are frantically devouring those foreign cells from the alien creature.
This situation is already incredibly familiar to Ying Xize. Unfortunately, it's still impossible to ignore the great torment brought by the whole process.
Xiang Jiayan finally couldn't hold back his intention to step forward, but was firmly blocked out by the spiritual barrier.
The spiritual realm created by the guide was filled with intense bursts of chaotic spiritual fluctuations triggered by the discomfort in the body.
Looking up again, Xiang Jiayan saw a small silver-white snake coiled between Ying Xize's white neck.
The narrow pupils looked at him coldly, spitting out a message full of threats.
This made Xiang Jiayan's pupils shrink slightly.
Having been with him for so many years, he knew very well how difficult the "phagocytosis" process was when Ying Xize uncontrollably released his spiritual body from the spiritual picture.
Just when Xiang Jiayan subconsciously tried to cross the spiritual barrier, Ying Xize's somewhat vacant gaze suddenly looked towards him.
Under the severe torture, the vision of those eyes was a little blurred.
And at present, as a spiritual body, the silver snake has become Ying Xize's eyes.
The dry lips touched slowly, and the man spat out two words in a low, muffled voice: "Get out."
Xiang Jiayan's footsteps fell in place, and he hesitated for a long time without stepping away.
Then, Ying Xize's voice sounded once more.
The voice was as pleasant as ever, but it was full of indifference. Like a warning, but also like a threat: "Do not forget your identity, Assistant, Xiang."
Xiang Jiayan's back stiffened slightly.
Eventually, his eyes dropped faintly, placed the glass of water on the table and slowly retreated.
With the entire laboratory regaining silence, Ying Xize only closed his eyes wearily.
Slowly, he returned to the table.
The silver snake gently lapped at the beads of sweat running down its master's forehead with the tip of its tongue.
Carefully curled up, trying to be the master's only sustenance at this time.
An icy touch passed.
Ying Xize's thick eyelashes, like the wings of a dying butterfly, trembled faintly.
Although it was difficult to carry out, this "phagocytosis" was really about to be completed soon.