"Nero?" Cheng Xiaoyuan was slightly surprised when he heard this name, "The experimental subject that was brought back by the boss?" ”

"That's right, it's him." Yan Luge nodded, "You didn't kill him, did you?" ”

"No, I'm not Yu Chen's crazy person who likes to deal with pollutants." Cheng Xiaoyuan Nunu mouthed, "Our second department attaches great importance to the human rights of experimental subjects, at most, let them memorize a two-million-word supernatural course outline, run twenty kilometers every day, and work overtime for three or four days without sleeping to cultivate immortal ......"

This day is like a 007 social animal......

But Yan Luge didn't think there was any problem, but happily recognized Cheng Xiaoyuan's statement: "You are really good to them." ”

As the first transcendent experimental subject brought back by Yanluge, the prototype transcendent of the "Hunter's Cage", Nero was robbed by various research departments when he landed on the island, and under the chairmanship of Mr. Gameron, the head of the Human Rights Protection Committee of the experimental subject, a bidding meeting was born.

In the end, Cheng Xiaoyuan shouted out the conditions of a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan to ensure personal safety, bluffed Nero into a daze, and willingly followed her to study the second part.

However, as the production of spiritual power potions increased, and the mass production of transcendents was no longer a dream, Nero gradually "fell out of favor".

"'Nero' is a test subject with poor physical fitness, lazy temperament, and weak willpower, and is not a qualified transcendent person at all." Cheng Xiaoyuan pouted disdainfully while bouncing in front of him to lead the way, "I tried to let him participate in the test of the transcendent course twice, but all he awakened was the ability related to primitive low-level desires, and he was completely a waste, not as good as the death row prisoners sent by various countries." ”

Yan Luge was not surprised by this result: "It seems that it is pure luck that he was able to awaken the 'Hunter's Cage'. ”

"Yes, this extraordinary ability still has some value."

As they spoke, the two walked to the room where the test subject was housed.

"This is it." Cheng Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain room.

Cheng Xiaoyuan, who was 1.4 meters tall, stood on tiptoe and typed a line of commands on the numeric keypad at the door to call up the surveillance video in Nero's room.

"Oh, still sleeping. Probably because I memorized too much of the outline of the transcendent course arranged yesterday. Cheng Xiaoyuan glanced at it and said, "Do you need me to wake him up?" ”

"No, you don't." Yanluge shook his head.

He wasn't interested in Nero at all, only in his extraordinary abilities.

Yan Luge pushed the door and walked in.

The temperature in the room was comfortable and was maintained at around 26°C at all times.

Nero wore the white pajamas uniformly distributed by the institute, rolled up a thin blanket, and fell asleep with his brow wrinkled, as if he had some nightmare.

"I don't want to work overtime...... Whew......"

"I don't want to memorize texts...... Whew......"

"I don't want to be punished for running around the lab with a stone on my back for not being able to memorize the text...... Whew......"

Song of Words: "......"

What did Cheng Xiaoyuan do to other people's children?

As the song approached, Nero's neckline suddenly stirred.

A fist-sized, slightly raised, fleshy lump moved out of him, circled around his neck, and finally rested on Nero's forehead.

The lumps split open from both sides, revealing a row of sharp, fine fangs from between the flesh.

That scene made people see that only the SAN value was dropped.

But this did not scare Yan Luge, because he raised his hand, and an identical thing instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

Little Fangs wanted to run out and take a look at their own kind.

It curled the corners of its mouth, revealing a humane look of confusion.

Little Fang: Master, master, what is it? Why do you look the same as me?.jpg

Yan Luge's face was expressionless: "Your stupid brother." ”

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Yanlu Song: "You go and say hello to it?" ”

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The little fangs swirled around Ryuge's wrist, smiling kindly at the mouth on Nero's forehead.

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Opposite side:......

Little Fang: I'm so happy, what about you?.jpg

Opposite side:......

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Opposite side:......

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Opposite side:......

No matter how little fangs squeezed their eyebrows and threw all kinds of emojis at each other, they didn't get any response.

The little fangs went back to the back of Yan Luge's hand, and he looked at his master with a blank look, as if he was a little aggrieved.

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Small fangs: .jpg grievances

Yan Lv Ge's face did not change: "Then you don't pay attention to it." ”

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The little fangs got into the sleeve of Yan Luge's coat, and really ignored the other party.

Yan Luge tilted his head, and a scarlet tentacle stretched out from his back.

The tentacles fell to the ground and crawled like a giant serpent, crawling onto the sleeping Nero and silently wrapping around his neck.

The sleeping Nero knew nothing, and the mouth on his forehead did not react in any way.

With a little effort, Yan Luge can strangle this stupid guy to death.

But Yanluge didn't do that.

He reached out another tentacle and reached into Nero's chest, the tip of which was raised like a serpent's head, aimed at Nero's façade.

Deep malice erupted violently, and Yan Luge waved his tentacles and stabbed down fiercely.

Nero's mouth reacted this time.

It slammed open, and a long thin tongue poked out from between its fangs, meeting the stabbing tentacles.

But the menacing tentacles, as if they were about to stab Nero to death on the spot, suddenly disappeared at the moment when they were about to touch him.

Yan Luge's vicious killing intent also disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if the malice just now was just an illusion.

Nero's mouth paused at the top of his head, as if he had lost his purpose.

It slowly withdrew its thin tongue, closed it, swirled around Nero's face, and disappeared into its collar.

But Yanluge had already gotten the results he wanted.

"A normal alienated, specialized dual-route supernatural ability 'Hunter's Cage'." "It has two forms, mouth and eyeball, and moves around the host, not controlled by the subjective will.

"It has a certain sense of the outside world, and will autonomously attack targets that are hostile to the host, but the flaws are quite clear, relying heavily on the host's instinctive perception, and are almost useless to transcendental beings who can freely restrain their killing intent.

"What's more...... Without intelligence, you can't have conversations, and you can't play memes. ”

Yan Luge paused, raised his hand, and stared at the not-so-normal one on the back of his hand.

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"What the hell are you?" He asked softly.

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"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Yanluge shook his head.

He was sure.

Someone else's "hunter's cage" is just an ordinary, supernatural ability within the normal range, and there is no intelligence.

This ability of his is somewhat special.

It should be his own problem.

So...... What is the essential difference between him and Nero?

Yan Luge thought for a while, and his expression gradually became strange.

Or, it had something to do with the system that his father passed on to him as an inheritance.

Or, and where he came from...... That is, it is related to "crossing".

(End of chapter)