October 5, 379 in the Lunar Calendar, is a day worth remembering.

Today, I will flee here with my release and knock on the door of freedom with blood and violence.

Forgive me for being so excited that I couldn't sleep all night, so I had to get up early to get ready.

Two needles hidden in the hair, a miniature firebird hiding in the corner of the outside world, neatly dressed and trousers, with the trousers pulled flat and the laces of their shoes tied......

The mental state is at its best, and the mental strength is at its peak.

A qiē is prepared quite perfectly.

After all, in the past half a month, the Nords have given me a great gift by using the experiment of overdrawing my mental power and cutting off my contact with the Buddha, and as a well-educated person, I naturally repay them with a carefully prepared escape.

Well, when the time came, I heard the sound of the metal door opening, and the light opened its arms to me to welcome my arrival, and the flame of freedom was about to be ignited.

I followed the staff to the old place, which was still so disgusting, and the air was filled with a thick smell of water, even if a large dose of disinfectant was sprayed, the smell of mermaids could not be concealed.

To be honest, I have never appreciated this place properly, and now that I am ready to leave, I find that the original place is so perfectly arranged, the lights are not dazzling and do not make people feel tired, the layout of the equipment and instruments is also in line with the actual working situation, in order to relieve the fatigue of the staff, they are even equipped with massage chairs.

If it weren't for the ugly nature of their work, I would have enjoyed the working environment and would have been happy to serve the Institute.

That's all for the sensational.

I glanced at Chelson, who was standing next to him with his hands in his hands, his expression was so solemn, his brow was furrowed, I guess he must be in a bad mood, after all, he wasted half a month on meaningless experiments, and the result was back to square one. Oh yes, as I had planned, during this time, my connection rate with other merfolk never exceeded my connection rate with Shi, which made Chelson have to spend time getting me to run in with Shi.

Ben still hadn't been there today, and he hadn't been there since Cherson took over, which surprised me and at the same time felt a little lucky, after all, the cautious Ben was much more difficult to deal with than Chelson's idiot.

Out of an abundance of caution, I looked around, and the instruments, equipment, and wires were all within my plan, with no changes, and Shi was waiting for my instructions where I couldn't see them.

Ready.

I entered the coupling pod, put on my helmet under the watchful eye of the staff, the hatch closed, and the plan began.

It takes about a minute from the door closing to the moment the connection is on, and I have to hurry.

I quickly took out the needle hidden in my hair and aimed it at the lock slot of the automatic mechanical lock, and found the right point to pick the lock. It was a big project, but thankfully, I had already figured out how to pick the lock, and I had also tested the reaction status of the staff, so the picking was quite successful.

Soon, I was free from this thing that had trapped me for more than a month and took a small step towards freedom.

While keeping my hands moving, I entered a state of mental sharing, drove the miniature firebird to fly next to the electric switch, and according to my original plan, when the automatic mechanical lock was unlocked and I could easily use the ability, I used the miniature firebird to burn the cable and break the entire circuit of the institute.

In fact, I did have the miniature firebird shoot flames into the collector box, but just as the flames were about to melt the box and burn the wires, my consciousness suddenly pulled out of the mental sharing state as if it had been sucked into something, and then I saw a blank picture.

After many connection experiments, it became clear to me that I had entered a state of connection, and now I am seeing the memories of Shakti.

Damn, I calculated the time, and by the time I was done with those moves, it wasn't even a minute. I think it was the anxious Chelson who put me in a state of connection.

Thankfully, Shi kept the memory pure and quiet as I requested, the memory was blank, there was no sound and no picture, and I was like enjoying a sleep without dreams. This state allows me to be undisturbed and consumes less mental energy.

I made a bold assumption, could I slowly break away from the state of connection with my strong willpower and mental strength?

It's an adventure, and if it fails, my consciousness will go into another dimension. Thankfully, the clear memories helped me a lot, and I slowly and carefully withdrew from my consciousness, which felt amazing, and my current state was equivalent to the soul leaving its own body and entering another individual, so it was only successful when I opened my eyes and returned to reality, or when my body reacted in a way that made my spirit feel it.

I want to move my fingers.

As my brain gave this command, I mentally felt my fingers fluttering, which was very exciting, which meant that I was gradually disconnected.

I was ready and I felt more of my body's reactions, such as twisting my head and moving my toes...... It's almost there.

However, at this moment, my consciousness seemed to be sucked into it by an irresistible force, and the picture in front of me suddenly changed from pure white to a sea of blood.

Yes, it was like hell, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, human stumps were thrown at random on the golden sand like garbage, and the blood stains were like being dragged out with a blood-stained mop, one after another, almost filling the entire sand. The only living man, who was not yet dead, crawled forward on the ground in pain, holding up his organs that had fallen from the torn abdominal cavity, and bloody hands stamped one bloody palm print after another on the sand.

It is a beautiful island, with two insolent ships docked on the shore, impregnable as a wall of steel. However, it seems to be just a decoration, and there is not a trace of popularity there. To be precise, the popularity of the entire island has largely disappeared.

Lying on the beach, he is a living person with complete limbs, wearing the armor of a sharp armor, but the seemingly hard armor has been cut out of holes.

The beach was also sprinkled with blue blood, and several badly injured deep-sea merfolk were being brought back into the sea by their companions. The killing is over, and the winner is the merfolk of the deep sea.

Seeing this, I realized that the memory I read should be what Chelson said earlier, that the government sent sharp armor soldiers to attack the island where the deep sea merfolk lived.

God, this is terrible, why is it so confusing for me to see such a mess of memories at this time, I have to quickly break the connection and return to reality.

At this moment, a strange force hit my consciousness, an inexplicable emotion penetrated and penetrated into me, domineeringly replacing my personal thoughts, and squeezing out the emotions generated by my ontology.

It was as if I was being swallowed by a black hole, and my proprioceptive consciousness slowly disappeared, and then I became "me".

"I" looked at the last living person on the beach.

To be honest, "I" still don't adapt to the feeling of killing, no, to be precise, there is a voice in the psyche that stops "me", it reminds "me" with a very clear voice that "I" can't kill people, and can't let "my" hands stain with human blood.

"I" trembled with fear because of this, fearing that the owner of the voice would punish "me". However, at the same time of deep fear, there was a strange longing in my heart: fresh blood, so wonderful, the fragrance they emitted was like pure goat's milk, "I" longed, longed to taste it.

"I" smiled and licked his fangs, looking at the man who was struggling to die, his sturdy armor had been pierced by "I" with a few holes, and his helmet also rolled on the ground like garbage, falling on the identification plate next to the beach, revealing his ugly name: Wolfrupert.

"I" excitedly looked down at Wolfrupert's expression, which was wonderful, and looked at his face, which was contorted like a beautiful devil, and the liquid mixed with blood and sweat, flowing down like a beautiful waterfall...... I am very happy to see him in pain.

Not enough, want to see a little more...... If "I" ate his heart in front of him, would he be a little more miserable?

Oh, that's a good idea, so let's do it.

They took my dear Kasha, and attacked our perch islands, and they can't let them die too easily, but slowly torture and slowly avenge Kasha.

Like this...... I bowed. body, opened his mouth and bit his shoulder, inhaled deeply, it stinks, disgusting blood smells, unpalatable, let's eat his organs directly.

"I" grabbed him in pain and resisted, and tore hard at his rotten chest, oh, the organs slipped out like disgusting bugs, spread on the ground, and the thick blood stained the fine sand as beautiful as a river of blood.

He let out a cry of pain, his voice was dry and unpleasant, and "I" only heard the dry sound of "ho-ho".

"I" grabbed his large intestine and looked at it, it was too ugly, "I" threw it away in disgust, then grabbed the kidney and sniffed it, it tasted good, first put it ...... "I" grabbed one organ after another, and finally in his painful wail, he took out his heart and excitedly stroked the organ that still had residual warmth.

It's really strange that the heart of a cold-blooded and ruthless human being is so hot. However, the ugly human beings flowing with blood have captured Kasha, forced us to separate, and forced "me" to leave their relatives and wander in the ferocious sea when they are young!

Kill them, burst their hearts, and hurt none of our people will remain in the world!

"I" immediately grabbed his heart and put it roughly into his mouth......