53. Runaway Eidolon
With that, Dr. Ron left.
"This Dr. Ron looks ...... Pretty cute? Wu Yun, who was originally sleeping near Zhou Yu, got up and said.
"No matter who compares to Mr. Song, it should look cute, right?" Li Qian also sat up, looking depressed, "When can I go back to our base, I sleep on the floor like this every day, my waist can't stand it......"
At this time, Base 5 was still closed.
Song Zhi carried a small suitcase and walked in the empty passage.
The sound of his footsteps echoed alone, and through the layers of nodes, he came to the garage, activated a Humvee, and left the base.
The car drove into the yellow sand.
After nearly an hour's drive, Song Zhi got out of the car, took a shovel, shoveled the sand, revealing a black metal door, Song Zhi opened the door with his fingerprints, and walked down with his suitcase.
In the dust raised from time to time, another car stopped not far from Song Zhi, and after more than ten seconds, the car drove away, and the wind and sand quickly covered up the traces it had left behind.
Dr. Shen's team finally made a breakthrough and successfully developed anti-disease β‘β‘ and vaccines.
"Dr. Shen, you are so amazing! We can finally go back to our base. Wu Yun patted Dr. Shen on the shoulder, and Dr. Shen was almost knocked down by him.
"No, no, no...... This is not my own work, but also Dr. Yao...... He was too close to the truth of the virus that night, which is why he was ......" Dr. Shen covered his face, thinking of his old partner, with mixed feelings.
"But either way, your research is progressing really fast. To be able to decipher the disease-resistant β‘β‘ and genes of such a complex virus in such a short period of time, I am useless compared to you. Zhou Qing said with a smile.
"That's because when we hit a bottleneck, Dr. Jiang came. He's very open-minded, unlike us old guys who are stuck in a stereotype. It took us days and nights to figure out a problem, but it only took a few minutes for Dr. Jiang to come up with a new idea. β
"What? Dr. Jiang is here? Where is he? Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.
"He came in a shuttle pod and only stayed for a few hours before leaving." Ron replied.
"Oh my God! You should have referred me to him! I have a lot of questions about plant viruses that I would like to ask him! The expression on Zhou Qing's face was extremely regretful.
"But you were asleep at the time. And...... I think that when the problems on the other side of the world are solved, Dr. Jiang will come back, and you can continue to ask him the questions you want to ask. Ron replied.
Zhou Qing lowered his head and smiled helplessly. Who knows if he will live until Dr. Jiang's next arrival?
"Don't think about things you shouldn't be thinking about." Zhou Yu said.
Zhou Qing was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Yes, I should put my thinking ability in a meaningful place." However, Dr. Shen, do you think you are all 'old guys' compared to Dr. Jiang? So how young does Dr. Jiang have to be? β
"Ah...... What's this...... The first time I saw him, I thought he was a high school student. Dr. Shen replied.
"Oh, I hate this young doctor. The younger and more gifted you are, the more self-centered you are. Wu Yun pressed his eyes, "I'm not looking forward to meeting him." β
Everyone laughed.
"I also received a call from Song Zhi just now. Now that the research here has made a breakthrough, he wants you to escort the virologists back to Base 5 with the results. If it drags on any longer, Base 5 will really become a dead city. The people who stay there will become more and more desperate, and Song Zhi will become more and more unable to control the situation. β
"Of course." Zhou Yu nodded.
"I'm going back with you, too." Li Qian said.
"You? Life here is pretty good, you don't have to worry about getting infected by the virus with butter bread, are you sure you want to go back? Wu Yun asked curiously.
"Of course. I coded and designed the system at Base Five. Guarding a base alone refers to a master like me. If the people of Base 5 are really panicked, Mr. Song will need my help. If it were me, sitting in front of the computer would lock you in a room until you starve to death. Li Qian gestured a middle finger towards Wu Yun.
"I'll go back with you, too." Without waiting for Zhou Yu to speak, Zhou Qing continued, "I have very important research to complete. I'm going back to my lab. β
Moreover, no matter where Zhou Yu went, or whatever happened to Zhou Yu, he hoped that he would know at the first time.
"Okay then, I'll go get you the Humvee ready. Also, I have had a great time with you these days, and I hope that there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Ron shook hands with Zhou Qing and Dr. Shen and said goodbye.
A group of people, three Humvees drove back to the base.
Wu Yun and Zhou Yu protected Dr. Shen, Zhou Qing, and Li Qian. This time, the car was light and simple, and there were almost no accidents along the way.
Zhou Yu supported his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes, and looked at Mo Ye, who slept soundly on his knees and snored softly, and always felt that the peace of this road was related to it.
Is that you? Keep those dangers away from us?
Zhou Yu raised his hand and gently slid it from the top of Mo Ye's head along its neck to its back.
Mo Ye seemed to feel very comfortable, and its little wings gently rose and fell along Zhou Yu's stroke.
At sunset, they finally made their way back to Base Five.
The moment the door opened, Wu Yun exhaled.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yu asked.
"It's like a world away." Wu Yun replied.
As the Humvee drove into the base, the gates fell, and the air was cold and lonely, and the air was filled with the smell of β‘β‘ water.
At the bottom of the passage, there is Song Zhi, who is dressed in a suit and meticulous as always.
Behind him were two guards in protective suits.
Wu Yun whistled: "Good evening, Mr. Song." You didn't even wear protective clothing, maybe you were already infected, so there was no need to wear it, right? β
Song Zhi's gaze directly skipped over Wu Yun and fell on Zhou Yu's body.
"Welcome back. We've been waiting for a long time. Song Zhi said.
The disease-resistant β‘β‘ developed by Dr. Shen was quickly put into use, and two medical staff who had just shown symptoms of infection were saved, and the shadow of death shrouded in the entire base finally dissipated, and the epidemic was about to pass.
That night, Zhou Yu was not in a hurry to sleep, but accompanied Mo Ye to watch the movie "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" in the restaurant.
Unlike squatting on the table and looking up to watch movies in the past, Mo Ye now has learned to nest in Zhou Yu's arms, leaning the back of his head on Zhou Yu's shoulder, and completely treating Zhou Yu as a human-shaped sofa, but Zhou Yu has no room to refuse.
"You're really going to spoil it."
I don't know when, Song Zhi came to Zhou Yu's side and put a glass of beer in front of him.
Song Zhi's arrival made Mo Ye a little displeased, and he pretended not to see Song Zhi and continued to watch the movie with his head up.
"It has saved me many times, and it is even more trustworthy than my kind."
"Are you talking about me?" Song Zhi asked rhetorically.
Zhou Yu could see the self-deprecating smile on Song Zhi's lips.
"I've always wanted to ask you, have you been deliberately sending me on the most dangerous missions, the most likely ones to come back?"
"I am." Song Zhi replied very frankly, without even a trace of hesitation.
"Why? You want me dead? β
"Because those tasks are important to me, and ordinary people can't complete them, I can only hope for you. If you can't do anything, no one can do it. β
"What's in it for you to complete these tasks?" Zhou Yu asked again.
"In order to convince GD Group that I have the ability to sit in this position, I will still do what is most beneficial to GD Group." Song Zhi replied.
"And then? Sitting in this position all the time, will GD Group pay you a high salary? You're not short of money, Mr. Song. β
"Because it's only in this position that I can protect what I think is most important. If it were another person who got the position, I'm sure, he would do everything in his power to destroy what I cared about. Song Zhi opened the beer can for Zhou Yu.
"Are you bribing me?" Zhou Yu asked.
"Sort of." Song Zhi smiled.
"What if one day this position is not kept?"
"Then I can't keep it...... Because, too, I get tired, and even in the Nibelungen, there is no zΓ i 'immortal'. There is always a day to stop, sooner or later. β
After speaking, Song Zhi got up.
Before leaving, he asked again: "Zhou Yu, do you have any opinions?" β
"The Nibelungen also has a virus, we have to be careful. Does this count as building yΓ¬? β
"Absolutely. Good night. Song Zhi left.
Zhou Yu deliberately rubbed Mo Ye's belly, which was soft and soft like a marshmallow.
"Is it interesting to eavesdrop on adults?"
Mo Ye stuck out his tongue to lick Zhou Yu's cheek, but Zhou Yu suddenly stuffed something.
Mo Ye chewed for a while, revealing a puzzled expression, and opened his mouth, chewing gum sticking to its upper and lower teeth.
Zhou Yu laughed.
A month later, the Nibelungen jellyfish-transmitted virus was finally cleared of the base.
They even held a celebratory party at the restaurant, although Song Zhi only handed out an extra can of beer and a cigarette to everyone.
Joy and joy spread everywhere.
Wu Yun even held Li Qian's hand and danced a ballroom dance, although Li Qian was very dissatisfied that he could only dance women's steps.
"What about Professor Zhou? Why didn't he come to play with? Wu Yun asked when he took Li Qian to Zhou Yu's side.
"He's going to get back the research progress that he left behind." Zhou Yu replied.
"Well, these people are really boring."
But Mo Ye was eager to try and wanted to dance with Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu was like coaxing a child, dragging Mo Ye's front paws to accompany it around twice. Now there are fewer and fewer people who have opinions about Mo Ye, and everyone seems to be used to seeing it in restaurants.
As he rotated round and round, Zhou Yu found that everything around him didn't matter, except for Mo Ye's eyes.
Its joy is so simple and real.
After midnight, the party ended, and everyone either went back to their dormitories or to their posts.
At this moment, Carlos stayed in the research room, looking intently at the night spirit in the transparent petri dish.
During this period when the virus was raging, he was always here, never leaving a single step and not coming into contact with other people. In addition to drinking water and eating food stored here, he was chatting with this nocturnal.
He looked forward to it, and it would trust him as much as Mo Ye was attached to Zhou Yu.
It is close to maturity, and has an extremely similar appearance to the ink night. His eyes were closed, and Carlos couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if he opened them.
Is it the same amber color as Inknight?
Will he have the same super high IQ as Mo Ye and be curious and yearning for the human world?
Carlos' hand rests over the petri dish, imagining its temperature, its touch.
"What's the name for you? If it goes well with the ink night...... Called daylight? I'm sorry, I'm not good at names, maybe Zhou Yu can give you a good name. β
At a moment, the night spirit in the petri dish suddenly opened its eyes, and it was not a transparent amber color, but blood red!
Carlos took a step back in shock.
He thought he was hallucinating, so he touched his eyes. But the Eidolon did have its eyes open. Although there was no superfluous expression, Carlos saw hunger and murderous intent in those eyes.
It and the ink night are like two sides of a mirror, one crazy and the other cold.
Carlos swallowed, and he suddenly had a hunch that he was not cultivating a creature as lovable and sensible as Moye!
Wrong! Something must have gone wrong!
Carlos suddenly had a premonition of danger.
He tried to avoid the Eidolin's gaze, but as he walked to the left, the Eidolin's gaze followed him to the left.
He walked to the right, and its gaze shifted to the right.
Wherever you go.
This multiplied Carlos's sense of danger, and he seemed to be the prey he had locked on.
He remembered Zhou Yu's desire to speak and stopped, and remembered Mo Ye's dislike for this night spirit. Maybe every qiΔ has a reason, not a coincidence!
Carlos sues himself that this mistake must be fixed before it gets bigger! No matter how Song Zhi would question his decision, Carlos knew he had to!
He swallowed, clenched his fists, and made a decision: he was going to go to his computer, type in the command, and inject nerve gas into the petri dish!
He must not let it leave the petri dish alive!
Just as he made up his mind, there was a sound of glass breaking behind him. Carlos's heart tightened suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw that the petri dish had shattered, and the culture fluid inside was leaking everywhere, making a ticking sound, but the night spirit was no longer inside.
And in the top corner of this real room, the night spirit lay there, its limbs hooked to the ceiling, it turned, its wings fell off its back, and then slowly spread out, like a hellhound.
Those blood-red eyes stared at Carlos strangely, making him creepy. It seemed to know exactly what Carlos was thinking, looking at Carlos with an expression that mocked the incompetent.
Carlos took a step back, the only thing he could think of at the moment was to lock the real room completely and not give this guy any chance to leave.
He rushed to his computer in spite of it, but before his fingertips could touch the fingerprint device, he was hit by a huge force and fell.
The moment he touched the ground, a sharp pain reached his brain, and he knew that his ribs were crushed.
Carlos struggled to get up, and the Eidolon pressed down on top of him. He saw a shadow on the ground and knew that the Eidolon was spreading its wings, and in an instant, its wings pierced into Carlos' body.
"Ahh
The Eidolon bit Carlos the neck and sucked hard.
Carlos' eyes widened, his throat was jammed and he couldn't make any sound, and his blood was rapidly leaving his body.
He was accompanied by unparalleled pain and the fear of dying.
And the night spirit drank his fears with pleasure.
Is this the Eidolon?
Why is this happening?
He didn't want to die...... I really don't want to die......
The sound of a heartbeat ringed heavily in my ears, slower and slower.
The qiΔ was finally over, and Carlos died with his eyes open.
The eidolin slowly stepped aside, silently looking at Carlos' corpse with an eerie smile.
Its bones rattled and craned its neck, stretching out taut lines as if it had been broken and reborn.
When it lowered its head and turned its head, its body suddenly grew a third larger.
Ten minutes later, Carlos's research assistant came to the second door, he opened the first door, entered the second door, just opened the moment, was attacked by a lightning black shadow, a few seconds later, the black figure closed the second door, very patiently lying in the space between the two doors, it waited quietly, someone will always open this door too.
Tonight, a group of researchers and field staff will be dispatched back to the original world.
The magnetic field shuttle is being checked for readings. The staff was busy, and Song Zhi stood in front of the countless monitors on the wall with his arms crossed, and the bright spots produced by the jΓΉ changes passed over his face.
Li Qian sat in front of the computer, and there were deep dark circles under his eyes. As a system designer, he must ensure that the system can support shuttle operations without any "surprises".
Although there have been almost no accidents in the past two years, the risk is much higher than that of a manned spacecraft, and a single mistaken reading will cause unpredictable results.
At this moment, Li Qian, who had been napping for two seconds due to lack of sleep, opened his eyes and saw a picture on the screen of a researcher delivering samples opening the first door of Carlos's research room, only to be pounced on and attacked by a black night spirit.
Li Qian's shoulders were shocked, and the coffee on the table fell down, spilling his pants. Fortunately, the coffee had already cooled down.
Li Qian didn't care about wiping his body, he stared at the picture in the surveillance and blinked.
"Is that the night of ink? Impossible, right...... How could Ink Night hurt the researcher? β
"What's wrong?" Song Zhi's voice sounded in Li Qian's ears.
Li Qian gasped, pointed to the night spirit walking slowly in the passage on the monitor and asked, "Song ...... Mr. Song...... Was that an ink night? β
Song Zhi leaned down, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the screen. As if sensing that something was watching it, the Eidolon suddenly looked sideways in the direction of the monitor.
The shock of those blood-red eyes made Li Qian almost fall off his seat.
Song Zhi immediately connected to Carlos's research room: "Carlos! You're not in there! Talk back right away! β
There was no response.
"Turn on the surveillance equipment in Carlos' lab! Immediately! β
That mess suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhi's eyes, and Carlos was lying on the ground, his head almost screwed to the back.
Two researchers died in front of and behind the second gate.
Li Qian covered his mouth and almost vomited.
"It's the Eidolon...... The ...... cultivated by Carlos"
Song Zhi turned around and clapped his hands to inform everyone: "Today's shuttle mission is temporarily over!" All combatants on standby! β
The news caused an uproar.
There was a lot of talk about what was going on.
"Alert all combatants! All researchers are to lock up their rooms or research rooms and are not allowed to come out! β
"Yes, Mr. Song!" Li Qian immediately typed.
"Can Carlos' lab still release neurotoxins?" Song asked.
"I'll take a look!" Li Qian typed the number jΓΉ on the keyboard, nodded and replied, "Yes." I first typed in the command to open the two doors of Carlos's room, and then release the neurotoxin, but I don't know if the concentration of the toxin will not be effective against the night spirit because the concentration is too low to spread into the passage outside the research room. β
"Just give it a try."
As the neurotoxin spread and surged towards the Eidolin, it simply glanced back indifferently and let itself be overwhelmed by the toxin.
A few seconds later, Li Qian and Song Zhi watched as it came out of the fog with a leisurely pace.
"How so? It wasn't affected at all! Li Qian couldn't understand it at all.
"Because...... It held its breath. Song Zhi clenched his fists.
"And how long can it hold it?"
"It looks so calm, it should last a long time." Song Zhi pressed his head, it hurt.
A team of special operators was rushing to the research area where Carlos was, and before they could open the door, they received a warning from Li Qian, and the night spirit was waiting at the other end of the door.
Song Zhi took the intercom equipment and said to them: "You don't need to hesitate after opening the door, just run out of bullets!" β
The special combat team members were on standby, and at the moment when Li Qian used the system command to open the door, they ignored a burst of crazy strafing.