"It's over."

Before sliding the door, the little worm sat down on the ground in despair, and there were dents eroded by acid everywhere around her, large and small like the sandy beaches hit by a rainstorm, and the little worm's own legs were even more bloody, and the string of blood blisters that had been scalded up before had been rubbed through two more dangerous evasions.

The insect originally wanted to use himself to attract the attention of the "B7" test subject, and then create an opportunity for the turtle dove to get close to and kill the other party, but he didn't expect the turtle dove to kill the "B7" test subject, but unfortunately the turtle dove himself was sprayed with blood all over his body, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.

The old wound on the turtledove's shoulder has never healed completely, especially the cross scar on the chest, which was pulled out by Rebecca with two whips when the city was abandoned, and it took a long time for the little worm to stop the deterioration of the two wounds, and as a result, the turtledove's injury is not known to be serious.

What made the little worm feel even more desperate was that after a series of tosses, she and the turtledove both lost most of their combat effectiveness, and the blood blisters on the bug's legs made her unable to move, and the turtledove couldn't even stand up.

In this case, the damn electronic sound sounded again, and listening to what it conveyed, what kind of "B9" type test subjects were dropped in the next wave, - just think about the "B7" type test subjects would be enough to make the little worms and turtledoves burn out, and then another "B9" type test subject, where would the two of them still have the slightest way to live.

The current situation really makes people feel powerless,

……

"I can't give up, it's not time to give up yet."

Looking up at the slowly falling container, and the mechanical arm that was holding on to the container steadily, the little insect secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, and then gritted her teeth and stood up, dragging the leg whose skin began to fester, and rubbed down the concrete steps to the next floor with difficulty.

Every step is a great pain for the worm, after all, it is not fun to have blood blisters on the legs, and the slightest movement will squeeze out the blood from the wound, mixed with transparent body fluids, and it seems to hurt as much as it hurts.

The "B7" type test subject, which had been cut open to the major artery in the neck, swallowed completely, and its corpse leaned limply on the edge of a container next to it, while the turtledove lay in front of it not far from its corpse, and at this time it was no longer rolling around, I don't know if the pain was slightly relieved or the turtledove was tired and wanted to rest.

Finally moved to the turtledove's side, and when the little insect looked down, he couldn't help frowning and pursing his lips.

The upper half of the turtledove's clothes were almost completely corroded by the blood of the "B7" test subject, most of which were torn off by the turtledove at the beginning, and only a small part of it was still stuck to the turtledove's body with the blood, and the flesh and blood were glued together.

To say that the corrosiveness of the blood of the "B7" type test subject is not weak, but it is not as toxic as the blood of the parasite in Goliath's stomach, so the skin on the turtledove's chest is simply corroded by acid, and if it is effectively treated, it should be fatal.

And after the initial struggle, the turtledove at this time was still conscious, he saw the worm come to his side, grinned forcefully, and even said to the worm with a smile:

"If I had known, I wouldn't have been so desperate."

Seeing that the turtledove could still joke with herself, the little worm immediately broke into a laugh, she turned her rifle as a crutch, and then bent down to help the turtledove up from the ground, and the two of them just made eye contact, and the container over there fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

At the same time, the ninety-second countdown sounded again, and both the turtledove and the little worm knew what it meant, and after ninety seconds, the "B9" type test subject in the container would appear, and at that time, in the current state of the two of them, there was no way to resist it.

Since they can't resist it, there is a dead end in front of the two of them, unless there is some miracle, such as God suddenly coming and performing a miracle to instantly obliterate the "B9" test subject, or simply make time stand still at this moment, so that the "B9" test subject will never get out of the container.

However, although God does not exist in this underground structure, it should not be forgotten that there are not only two people in this underground structure, the turtledove and the worm.

……

"Nourishing ......"

The communicator next to the iris scanner suddenly flashed a burst of electrical sound, and the "helper" who had been suddenly interrupted seemed to have broken through the limit and reconnected to the communicator.

As the new wound on his chest stimulated an old wound that had not yet healed, the turtledove could no longer walk alone, so he reluctantly returned to the sliding door with the help of the worm, and helped the turtledove to sit down against the wall to rest, while the worm walked to the communicator to see what kind of news the other party had brought to him.

"I'm back again, Zizizi...... Hold on, I'll be able to unlock the sliding door on your side soon, hold on a little longer......"

The voice coming from the other end of the communicator was still full of noise, and it was intermittent due to the influence of the electric current, which sounded particularly strenuous.

"If we don't hurry, we're going to be finished!"

Listening to the electronic sound countdown in his ears for less than a minute, the little worm slapped it on the communicator in a hurry, and it could be seen that the little worm was indeed a little anxious.

Having said that, this situation is something that everyone has to be anxious about, because as soon as the countdown is over, the electronic lock blocking the container will automatically fall off, and the "B9" type test subject inside will naturally come out and kill the insects and turtledoves, there is no doubt about it.

If there is no possibility of escape, it is just that, so the turtledove and the little insect are big enough to accept their fate, sit here and wait for the "B9" type test subject to kill themselves, or fight it to the death before dying, although it is a death or not, but it will no longer make people have any extravagant hopes.

However, someone on the other side of the communicator said that they were unlocking the sliding door of Test Site 46, which meant that if the other party could unlock it successfully, the turtledove and the bug would no longer have to face the dreaded "B9" test subject, but would flee from Test Site 46.

That's why they are clutching a life-saving straw, waiting for some good news to come from the communicator, the best news is that it has been unlocked.

……

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......"

The countdown to the electronic sound had entered the last ten seconds, and the little worm nervously dug her nails into the flesh of her palm, and she kept looking back at the container in the center of the field, praying that something was wrong with the electronic lock on the best one, and it wouldn't open.

"Three, two, one......"

When the countdown was over, the electronic lock clicked open, and the door of the container opened with a bang, and there was no more news from the communicator, and the sliding door was still locked.