Chapter 7 Notebook

When I got to the upper floor, I found that this place could only be described as dilapidated. The floor of the foyer, which is dozens of square meters in front of the stairs, is covered with yellow sand. As the wind whistled, sand and dust poured in from the open door at the front of the staircase. The foyer is flanked by stairways, and on either side of the stairway there are several rooms with open doors.

"It looks like this is the ground floor, and the previous floors were all underground." I muttered to the nearest room and looked through the door, the whole room was a mess, the floor and the old wooden desk were covered with a thick layer of yellow dust, and a few worn wooden chairs were staggered. I looked up and saw that there was a wooden sign with red letters on a white background above the door, which read "Logistics Section", and I looked at the sign on the door next to me that read "Personnel Section". On the side of the foyer is a room with a glass window, and the sign above the door reads "Communication Room".

What the hell is this place? Is it a unit? I have a vague impression in my mind, as if only old state-owned enterprises have some kind of name.

"It doesn't matter what unit he is! It's all about finding food! I muttered a phrase and sniffed it with my nose and found that there was nothing but the smell of sand.

I walked up the staircase to the second floor and found that there was no more staircase going up, and it seemed that there was only a second floor on the ground floor of the building. But why are there so many floors underground, and it's deep underground?

Confused, I walked to the door of a room and looked in, and found that the ground was covered with the same yellow sand as the first floor.

I sniffed at the sight of a room with a closed door, and there was no smell of food in the closed door. Still, I curiously twisted the doorknob, and with a "click" I pushed the door open.

The windows of this room are intact, and because the door is closed, there is basically no yellow sand in the room, except for a thick layer of dust on the old wooden desk in front of the window. Next to the desk is a small single bed, and there is an old wooden cabinet next to the bed. On the other side of the desk is a bookcase with neatly stacked rows of books. It seems that this is a place where people both work and sleep.

I went to my desk and saw a few books and a notebook neatly laid out on it. Picking up a book, I wiped the dust off it with my hands and saw the name of the book, "Human Genomics".

"Wow! It's so profound! What is genetics? I said to myself, "But...... This human body ...... Could it be that the food is not good? Is it a book about how to find food? After that, I flipped through it excitedly, and found that the words that appeared most often were "genes", "sorting", "passwords" and the like, and there was no mention of anything related to food at all.

"Cut! Useless broken books, throw them away! As I spoke, I was about to throw away the book in my hand when suddenly my little brain flashed.

Wait a minute! Can't throw away this book! Something seems wrong...... My little head was muttering. If it's a useless book, it can't be neatly placed on the desk. Since it is placed here, it must be a book that the owner of the desk often reads. Perhaps this book is important to this person.

Thinking of this, I picked up another book. Since it was placed underneath that book of Human Genomics, there was no dust on the cover. I saw that the name on the cover of the book was "Genetic Sequencing and Decryption".

It's genes again! What exactly are genes? Could it be that the owner of this room is a genetic researcher?

Thinking of this, I picked up the book and put it in front of my nose and smelled it, in addition to the smell of stale and dust, there was a faint hint of enticing aroma.

Wow! The owner of this book smells so good! It's a pity that there is so little left of the book......

By the way, next to it is the bed, where he sleeps, and there must be his smell. With that in mind, I threw myself on the bed next to my desk. Lying on the bed pouting his little butt and sniffing carefully.

"Ahh I choked on dust in my nose. Nasty dust! Snort! But I still smell the same thing in bed as in the book...... It's tempting to taste the food......

I lifted the sheet and found a thick quilt and a pillow inside. I simply got into the quilt and carefully smelled the stronger smell in the quilt.

The aroma of this tantalizing food seemed to make me a little distracted. I lay on the bed and wrapped my thin body in a thick quilt, fantasizing in my mind what the smell of the owner would look like...... He...... It should be a male human in his or her 35th year, in good health, without any diseases. Such human beings are the most ideal food and the most delicious to eat......

Yes...... His fiery beating heart must have tasted the most delicious! And his other internal organs...... It must be enjoyable to eat......

Fantasizing about eating the delicious offal of the owner of the room, I suddenly got out of the quilt and said to myself, "No! I've got to find him and eat him! Yes, I have to eat him because I'm already hooked on him! If I don't eat him, I'm so uncomfortable......"

After saying that, I rolled over and got off the bed, came to the desk again, took the two books in my hands, and whispered: "I'll take these two books first, and when I find you, let you tell me what it is...... It's genetic...... Right? It should be genetic...... I'll eat you again when I'm done! Ha ha! ”

As I got the book, I saw a notebook on the desk. Flipping through the notebook, there are neat lines of text inside. Presumably, this notebook is also the owner of the room. The content in it is all about genetic research, and some of his research experience, but unfortunately I can't understand it.

But having a piece of paper in my notebook with a few lines of printed text on it made me very interested:

"Subject's research progress: It is currently in a bottleneck period.

Among them, the awakened test subjects: Ayako, laurel, kapok.

Kapok's genes are closest to humans; Laurel is not yet stable; Ayako's approximation to a human is only 49%. ”

"No wonder! Why is Kapok's meat the most fragrant and Ayako's meat the most smelly, it turns out that she is only 49%! She's not human...... Alas, it's not right......" I noticed the words "close" and "approximation" written on the paper. Judging from the meaning of these words, Laurel is not a complete human being, and Ayako is also 49% similar to humans.

"What does that mean? My flesh smells much, much worse than Ayako's, so wouldn't I be less similar to a human? As I chattered, I pondered the lines in my notes......

Thinking to no avail, I can only continue reading the following text:

"Although the other subjects all showed signs of life, none of them woke up, and their proximity to humans could not be measured. For the time being, observation can only continue in the Life Box.

Original Subject: Prototype

No progress has been made so far. Considering how aggressive she is, she can only be frozen in a titanium lifebox. ”

This is the end of the text. When I saw the word "rudimentary", my body trembled suddenly. Prototype...... I should be the prototype, right? I remember that in my dream, Ayako called me that. Immediately, a series of questions welled up.

Why did he call me the original test subject? Also, are we girls all test subjects? Why are they experimenting with us?

"Damn! I even froze it! It's still in a titanium box! "I slammed my thin fist on my notebook, recalling the look of the sealed capsule with my name on it.

"I said why is it different from the others, it turns out to be titanium alloy!" As I spoke, I looked back at the single bed that I had made a mess of, and yelled, "Huh! You have to pray that I don't find you! If I find you, I'll make your life worse than death! You abominable food...... Oh no! Damn humans! Why do you lock me up in such a sturdy sealed cabin? When I catch you, I'll eat your legs first, so you can't run. And then eat the arm, so that you can never do experiments again! And then I'll ask you what genes are...... And then eat you little by little...... Nasty guys! Hum! ”

After yelling, I held the note up, intending to tear it to shreds. But a voice suddenly came from the depths of the little brain: "Prototype, calm down!" Be sure to calm down! The more times like this, the more you should calm down! Let's figure out what all this is all about. Remember, impulsiveness is the devil'......"

Right! I must be calm! This notebook is a very important clue and can't tear it up! Take the notebook and these two books first, and take a closer look when you have time, maybe there are other useful things in it.

Thinking of this, I carefully clamped the printer paper in the notebook, and held the notebook and two books in my hand. Then I opened the drawer on my desk to see what was inside. It turned out that in addition to blank paper and a few pens, there was a picture frame in the drawer, and in the frame was a picture of a male human. The male human in the photograph is exceptionally handsome, with a fresh, hard face with delicate black-rimmed eyes, and behind the eyes are a pair of large, piercing eyes.

I pulled out a mirror from another drawer and looked at my own face, and then at the human male face in the photo. My face was pale and weak, and his face was radiant. My eyes are red and white, and his eyes are bright......

After looking at the photo in the frame, I simply took the photo out of the frame and sandwiched it in the notebook with the printer paper I just had. I know that the person in the photo is the owner of this room, and the person I swore to eat him! I'm going to take this picture with me and find him!

After clipped the photo, I went to the bookcase next to my desk and opened it to search. The bookcases are full of medical books and genetics books. It seems that the owner of the room studied medicine. It's not hard to explain that he has studied us test subjects......

Among these books, I found the one that interested me the most, "Illustrated Human Anatomy". When I saw the color pictures of human organs in the book, my saliva was already flowing uncontrollably. I can't wait to eat this book in one bite!

After a shudder, I quickly stuffed the book back into the bookcase. No, no, no! I'm starving to death, and then I see these alluring pictures in the book...... Yes! I can't stand it anymore just thinking about it......

"Hurry up and find food! Hurry up and find food! What genes do you have nothing to study? I muttered as I opened the wooden cabinet next to my bed, looking for any more clues.

There were a lot of clothes neatly stacked in the wooden cabinet, and from the smell of the clothes, I could tell that they belonged to the owner of this room. In addition, I found a small satchel in the closet, and it was just right to put two books, a notebook, and a small mirror that I had just found, and straddle me diagonally.

After carrying my satchel, I went to the window and looked out through the window. But when I looked at it, I was stunned by what I saw outside. Outside the window, through the yellow sand, I saw the endless Gobi Desert.