Most of the guards in the sector have been cleared by the assault team and the demolition team.

The open space between the gate and the main building has become a river of blood in the truest sense of the word.

Yu Ming had long been accustomed to such a scene, and he only glanced at the smelly wreckage, and then set his eyes on the places that attracted his attention.

In his eyes, focusing on garbage would only be a waste of his time.

ITB Institute, International Institute for the Biological Study of Terror.

It's not the creatures that are imprisoned in it, it's the guys in research suits who are terrifying.

Transform the living, study the living, acquire the war machine, and make money war wealth.

This is the original intention of the ITB Institute, and the RWQ organization is a force to overthrow them.

The big man lying on the ground, his legs blown off, his face twisted into a mess of meat sauce, and his body was riddled with bullet holes, emitting the dark purple black blood characteristic of the test subject.

Yuming walked a few steps closer and took a closer look.

He didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, but when he thought about the dead warrior, no matter how miserable it was, it couldn't atone for his sins.

He caught a glimpse of a technology projector poured around him, and turned his attention to the side.

The projector looks off-white and has a very high-tech texture.

There was also a pure white music box poured next to it, and the white Parisian figure on it was stained with a few drops of blood-colored goo.

Yuming stepped forward to pick up the abrupt thing.

The shiny white dress of the dancer reflected his somewhat stunned expression.

This is obviously a bloody battlefield, where is the little girl's stuff here?

Looking upside down, there is a mechanical handle on the box holding up the dancer.

Chu Lichun turned around twice, and the melodious music came out.

This handle is estimated to be used to generate electricity by hand, and then generate an induced current to start the music.

Yu Ming boldly guessed that the grenade thrown by the assault group just now blew up the shaking man.

This cyan giant is probably controlled by this, and no one generates electricity and no longer speaks.

Lost the allure of music and went away?

Let's just sort of, people... The people who used to be are gone, and there is no point in saying more.

Yu Ming looked at the bottom of the box, and there was a line of small characters engraved on it.

The years of scraping have caused it to look a little bumpy, but it is still barely recognizable.

Yu Ming finished identifying it and read it softly: "Niuniu, Dad will always support your music dream." A few words.

The cyan giant raised its arm as if it were muscle memory.

"Huh? Not dead? Yuming leaned over and gently lowered the music box, aiming her gun at the cyan giant.

At first, it was firing at them like crazy, and it didn't matter if there was a threat or not.

With this body, this muscle, and this fang, people can't help but fortify.

After only two seconds, the arm fell again.

Yuming looked at the arm, squatted down and pushed the music box over, and walked away without looking back.

"Hah, is it a father? Father...... What does it feel like? ”

Yuming picked up the gun and headed towards the C-shaped steel room, muttering to herself.

A father-daughter warmth appeared in his eyes, but he was quickly replaced by sanity.

"Huh? Out of control of me? ”

Yuming raised a hand and slammed it her face.

The scorching pain brought him to his senses. I can't even control this emotion, and I'm a commander in vain.

Walking into the C area of the research institute, you will be greeted by instruments full of science and technology.

Yu Ming looked at these instruments and felt a chill, remembering some bad past.

It didn't last long, though, and reason reminded me of the map I had explored beforehand.

Yuming followed the memory in her mind and walked to the reform prison area.

The room was dark, almost lightless.

It's a pity and a blessing, Yuming was once transformed by ITB's eyeballs.

Yes, living transformation, he was originally a normal slum kid.

He was imprisoned for four years, and carried out countless studies and battles.

He can adapt to the darkness of the night and the arbitrary light of the day, no joke.

Total solar eclipse daylight, terrifying? It doesn't matter at all that he wears 800-degree glasses and looks directly into the sun.

Yuming habitually looked around, the muzzle of the gun casually pointed towards the ground.

I found that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at me unscrupulously, shining with an eerie light in the darkness.

However, Yu Ming was not afraid, he knew that most of the transformed bodies here had just undergone transformation.

Some of them have gauze wrapped around their bodies and are oozing blood, some have been boiled for a long time, the incisions have scabbed, and their bodies are somewhat deformed, and a few are lying on their stomachs sickly, with no energy.

He is relatively kind in front of his kind, and he is not at all as cold-blooded as when he cleared the guards.

He snorted lightly and glared back without hesitation, "Look, I'm here to save you, don't you thank you?" ”

The transformers collectively twitched the corners of their mouths and looked at the somewhat funny man in front of them wordlessly.

They were all former people, and of course they could understand people, and they knew that this intruder had no malicious intent.

There was still a bit of surprise in the cloudy eyes.

This man was not afraid of monsters like them.

The young and imperfect modified body can't speak, and Yuming is exactly what it takes.

will do something that is completely inconsistent with his ascetic appearance.

In a state where almost the audience was focused, Yuming walked towards the renovated area.

The whole block is divided according to different aspects of transformation: organ transformation into area O, limbs transformation into area I, mental transformation into area S, and drug transformation into area M.

The performance of the modified body in different aspects is different, and the transformation is more painful and uncertain.

S-021 is the only one who has been able to successfully carry out and endure the pain, at least in this field

She was an extremely strong woman, and not just mentally.

A powerful perseverance lives on in her body.

According to the experimental records, no one has been able to find out where this came from, and its mystery and horror far surpass human technology.

Very few people can withstand the great pain caused by spiritual transformation to the human body.

Even if you get through it by luck, it will leave a huge psychological trauma.

There is a high probability of causing symptoms such as amnesia, depression or splitting, and even direct stupidity and becoming a force madman.

In terms of the level of suffering, it is really more than the sum of all the modals.

However, weighing the pros and cons, this will also produce a terrifying mental ability.

Spiritual transformation, in short, is a proper double-edged sword.

Yuming first came to Area I according to the level of the prison district.

The modders here used to be living humans.

After being forcibly modified, the body grew twisted limbs like the previous cyan giant, and had great strength.

Almost everyone here, no, once a human being was forced to become a monster.

One by two, they all dwell in small tempered glass silos, sucking in the air that addicts them.

Gradually losing his mind, losing his humanity and intelligence, becoming a real monster, the walking dead.

Yu Ming slightly smoothed the green tendons rising on his forehead, and at the place of his temple, a blue-gray camellia was engraved.

Obviously, Yuming doesn't like to see the covetousness of the modified body, and always makes him feel that he is a bully, like a little cabbage.

Getting along with them always reminds me of who I used to be.

He was so greedy for the researcher who walked in and out, he longed for sound and touch, even though he was tormented by drugs every time he became delirious.

He quickened his steps as fast as he could, and entered the innermost S prison area.

In the deployment room of the unique S-class prison area, the door of S-021 is opened.

Yuming turned to the alloy aluminum door of the prison building in Area S, and a mechanical electronic sound came.

"In face recognition, please don't move."

"Huh?" Yu Ming raised the assault rifle expressionlessly and aimed it at the head of the artificial intelligence.

"Face recognition has been completed, counterpart - Modified Body S-004." A noisy electronic alarm sounded in an instant

"Alert! Alert! Dangerous Subject S-004 is infested, and the guards are asked to suppress it. ”

Yu Ming glanced lightly at this aluminum door that did not understand human feelings, and vigorously kicked it over with three feet.

"Repeat...... Multiply.... Dangerous... Zizi. ”

"Eventful."

Yuming walked to the only glass warehouse that was lit and stood silently, without talking.

The artificial intelligence just now was still sizzling, and the sound echoed throughout the prison area.

S-021 turned her head to see what it was, silence was the norm in their lives, and without the soundproof door, she finally had some movement to listen.

Yuming deflected with her sideways gaze, stepped forward and took two steps and two steps, and resolutely kicked it into the deepest part with two steps.

The aluminum door slammed into the gate of the M area, and with a final roar, it was not willing to stop.

With this loud bang came an infinite silence.

Yuming crouched at the door of the prison cell, her eyes like a torch, staring fiercely at S-021.

However, looking at S-021's appearance, it seems that there is no reaction again, and he still maintains a silent kneeling.

Some excessively long bangs blocked her eyes, and she could only vaguely see that her eyes were closed, and her expression was neither sad nor joyful, and she could not see any useful value

Her feet and hands were tied with flowers, the chains of the child's arms and arms were covered with skin, and the snow-white tender skin had been strangled for a long time with red marks and faint blood stains.

There was no wind, no sound, no movement in the cell.

In a trance, Yuming seemed to return to the nightmare of his youth, without any senses, only physical numbness and strangulation.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and he stepped forward with some irritability and tore all the chains.

The chain of aluminum alloy and steel carbon is not worth mentioning in his eyes, and his arm strength in a slightly angry state is amazing, as if he is breaking noodles.

It wasn't until the shackles that restrained his wrist were completely removed that S-021 felt a little as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

She raised her head blankly, and her eyes met Yu Ming's slightly reddish eyes.

However, it is covered by bangs, and it is not very clear.

S-021 attempts to lift a little higher, but the pain forces her to calm down.

Her neck had not moved for too long, and with a slight twist, the vasodilation aroused by the flesh drove the deflection of the bones, making a crunching sound.

The pain nerve sounded an alarm, and S-021 let out an inaudible snort, daring to move its head slightly.

Yu Ming sees all the subtleties in his eyes, and his hearing is better than that of ordinary people.

I was repeatedly entangled in my heart about whether to do something, and suddenly the sadness in my heart was infinitely magnified.

He crouched down irrepressibly, eye level with the kneeling woman.

First, he reached out and brushed her bangs, revealing a pale and somewhat stiff face, and then helped her rub her neck, and the intermittent warmth from her neck soothed her a lot.

Yuming stared into her eyes in silence, deep and lightless, like a pool of stagnant water.

Quiet and unexpected?

Suddenly, S-021 shudde, his pupils turned from confused to transparent, and he glanced sharply at the man, and his slender fingers hanging on the ground clenched into fists, slamming into Yuming's abdomen.

Yuming was caught off guard by a sudden attack, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably, hitting the tempered glass directly behind.

Yuming was in pain, but she didn't make a sound, and fell down on the wall.

His reaction was a little strange, and instead of immediately coming forward in a rage and hammering the woman, he chuckled.

It's like a drunken drunk sobering up, and Yuming's loneliness just now is swept away.

yes, that's like you

S-021 stood up against the chain hole in the wall, his face cold as ice, and the astringency spread through the prison area, and even exhaling loudly seemed to be sinful.

Yuming's gun landed at the door of S-021's cell.

For some reason, she staggered and tried to grope for the past, but she fell several times because of the weakness of her lower limbs, and her leg muscles gently rebounded in protest.

Yuming looked coldly at the other party's fall several times, climbed up several times with the help of the glass, and smiled provocatively at S-021, "Don't think about it either." ”

With that, he rushed towards the woman who had just gotten up with extreme speed, and a strange electromagnetic sensation made S-021's brain a little sluggish, and his wobbly figure was quickly knocked down by Yu Ming.

Yuming pressed her against the wall with one hand, pulled out the microsyringe in the breast pocket of the combat vest, and stabbed it into the woman's neck without the slightest hesitation.

"Uh-huh."

S-021 couldn't help but let out a sound from the already sore neck and the cold liquid quickly made her eyelids tremble.

Yu Ming was slightly hoarse, and whispered a spell close to her ear, "Xiao Yongyang, sleep, I will be able to fall asleep when you come back." ”