MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 138

The unicorn touched the sprite's forehead, and the dull memory flowed into Han Xingqian's mind along the sharp-edged thread.

What he saw was the most impressive memory fragments that the sprite had ever seen.

The first thing he saw was a bedroom with Turkish marble on the walls and cowhide floors. A couple communicated physically on the bed. The alpha was shriveled, with obvious age spots crawling on the old, sagging skin, and there was an irregular shape on the back. But with a very obvious brown birthmark, he is already eighty years old, and it is very difficult to even use his arms to prop up his upper body.

But over time, the age spots on his body subsided one by one, the slack skin regained firmness, the muscles turned from shriveled to strong, and within a few minutes, the alpha changed from an eighty-year-old to a mature man.

The alpha on the bed smoked a cigarette after finishing his work, and suddenly turned his eyes and stared at him for a long time.

Han Xingqian grasped the sprite's first perspective, and it could be concluded that the alpha was staring at the sprite. The sprites were in their bedroom, watching this lively spring with their eyes fixed.

It seems that the change in alpha is also based on the ability of the sprite.

Alpha showed a look of contempt, and called a doctor and a few bodyguards. The bodyguards came in and held down the sprite, while the doctor adjusted a bottle of reagent and dripped it into sprite's eyes.

The vision became more and more blurred, and finally not even a ray of light could be seen.

After that, there will be no images in the memories, and it is because of this that the sprite is blinded.

But the memory didn't stop because of this, Han Xingqian heard a voice.

"Thank you for helping us resurrect him, you're still a bit useful. Join our revenge plan, haha, why don't you let all the people you hate die? Why are you like a wood, anyway, you idiot can understand If I speak, I will go to our Fireworks Gala at 12 pm on April 13th at 12 pm. The ticket price is 44 human corpses, and the weak can't afford it."

The voice was frivolous and gloomy, and it sounded a little crazy.

Jingxing stood blankly, with his forehead pressed against Han Xingqian's lustrous horn. Although he was grabbed by his neck, he didn't struggle very much, and quietly raised his head slightly.

The Pegasus glands produced by fusion already belong to the category of sacred beast glands, and they have a kind of coveted warm healing.

When the five minutes were up, the sprite suddenly disappeared in Han Xingqian's hands, and then appeared under another clock not far away in the corridor. The minute hand of the clock pointed to 8 at this time.

The sprite can move freely around all the clocks within the range, but it must move in the order that the minute hand or the hour hand points to 112, and cannot move through the same clock within the 112 cycle.

That is to say, when the spear appears at the position where any pointer points to 6, his next appearance can only be under the clock with the pointer pointing at 7, and the interval for teleporting is at least five minutes, and after the The clock cannot be reused until 12 marks.

Han Xingqian figured out this rule through Xiao Xun's report outside the building, and between the first, second and third floors of the outer building when the communication failed.

This is the associated ability of the sprite hourglass, "time travel".

Ji Ji stood in the distance and asked Han Xingqian, "Have you bought your tickets? I've saved enough 44 corpses. I'll accompany you to find some more to watch the fireworks, the party."

Han Xingqian asked, "Who invited you here, is there anyone else here?"

Sprite shook his head.

"Not a companion, goodbye."

He turned and left along the circular corridor, disappearing at the top of the stairs.

After he left, Han Xingqian took out a magnetic card from his pocket and weighed it in his hand. It was just taken out from the white silk wrapped around the body. I heard Rimbaud say that he picked up a card sleeve at the f mouth, which may have been this card.

Bai Chunian and Lan Bo found a sea-view decorative wall at the entrance of the stairs on the middle floor, and chatted quietly as they moved towards the corridor behind the dim decorative wall.

The communicator was uncomfortably plugged in for a long time. Rimbaud took off the communicator, and his ears turned into fins and trembled.

Bai Chunian: "Put it on."

Rimbaud: "Why do you want that kid to command, I just want to listen to you when I wear this."

Bai Chunian: "In case we go out for our honeymoon in the future, ioa can hand over tasks to them, and we can spend our honeymoon at ease without being disturbed."

Rimbaud: "What is a honeymoon"

Bai Chunian: "It's just a happy trip for two people."

Rimbaud: "Understood."

Bai Chunian closed his eyes: "Right."

They passed a locked room and could only peek inside through the glass on the door, but the corridor was dark, the lights were not on, the middle floor seemed to have a blackout, and every room was dark.

There seemed to be some rustling in the door. Bai Chunian became vigilant, put his ear to the door, and listened to the movement inside.

boom. boom.

Human heartbeat.

Someone is inside.

"Flashlight." Bai Chunian peeked into the glass and stretched out his hand behind his back.

Rimbaud touched his body and had to put his tail on again.

Bai Chunian picked up the glowing tail and stuck it on the door glass, looking inward.

A distorted face suddenly came up, just a window away from Bai Chunian.

He smiled foolishly towards the window, his facial features twisted in different directions strangely, and he was wearing a white researcher uniform.

Bai Chunian was frightened back half a step, and the man slumped on the door, slapped the glass hard, and kept making silly laughter.

Hehe, hehe. Ha ha. Hehehe.

On his forehead, there are three-color dots of gold, green and blue arranged in an inverted triangle, which is the same as the sign on the forehead of sprites.

Rimbaud also leaned on the door and gnawed at the glass with the monster inside.

The footsteps on the third floor were a bit noisy.

Bai Chunian's hearing was very sensitive. In addition to the strange and silly laughter coming from the door, there was also the sound of wandering footsteps in the depths of the corridor on the third floor.

"It's a little weird." Bai Chunian raised his index finger to press Lan Bo's lips, and listened carefully to the movement upstairs.

This person has walked upstairs for many times. Bai Chunian listened to it for a long time and found that this person always took sixty-three steps to the left, stopped for about five minutes, and then took another sixty-three steps to the right. Stop, don't know what to do.

"I always don't think it's right." Bai Chunian pulled him over, "Let's go upstairs and have a look."

In the darkness, they saw a researcher in the uniform of a pharmaceutical factory walking in the corridor, with his back to them, holding a rag in his hand, walking slowly to the trash can, wiping the edge of the trash can bit by bit, Then walk back with the rag.

"In the middle of the night, why are you wiping the trash can in the dark?" Bai Chunian observed, and when the researcher went back with the rag to wipe the trash can again, Bai Chunian had a familiar and ominous premonition in his heart.

"Ranbo, light up." Bai Chunian patted Lanbo's butt.

The fishtail glowed blue, illuminating half the hallway.

When the researcher finished wiping the trash can and came back with a rag, he saw Rimbaud's swaying blue fish tail.

His face suddenly twisted, a strange smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth cracked to the roots of his ears.

"Circulating virus."

Bai Chunian was startled. The infected researcher opened his mouth and rushed towards them. Lan Bo was also startled by his sudden attack, and instinctively opened his larger mouth full of fangs and took a bite. Dropped the researcher's head, chewed over it, and swallowed it.

"what's wrong with nali"

"Anyway, leave first."

Bi Lanxing said in the communication: "I tested the influence time of the sprite hourglass, and the time is extremely long, and it has not failed until now."

Han Xingqian's communication was finally restored, and he successfully contacted them: "Now there is more than one experimental subject in this pharmaceutical factory. I suspect that there is an organization scheduled to act today, and the plan started as early as a month ago."

Xiao Yun: "Are you alright?"

Han Xingqian: "It's fine. The sprite has already gone to the middle floor. Xiaobai, pay attention to the clock on the wall. Except for the second hand, when the pointer points to 9, you are likely to encounter sprite."

Bai Chunian: "I found a circulating virus infection in the middle floor."

Han Xingqian: "Isn't he dead from 408 Samel's circulating virus, right? The hourglass can make the old man younger, and maybe it can bring the dead back to life."

Bai Chunian: "The situation has changed, everyone should evacuate."

The communicator vibrated, and it was Captain He's request for access. Bai Chunian didn't think that the storm force's request for communication at this time would bring any good news.

What He said: "We were attacked by unknown experimental subjects around the island. The experimental subjects with wings can fly and play music."

Bai Chunian looked down at his watch, but the reptile hadn't replied to his message. Talking about the experimental body that can fly, Bai Chunian's first reaction is the butterfly experimental body Domino.

What He said: "It's not a butterfly, he has transparent wings and makes high-pitched noises, like he knows"

There was a very harsh screeching from his communicator that almost drowned out his voice.

Rimbaud tilted his head and listened, suddenly said: "242 Magic Sound Heavenly Cicada. I saw it in the research institute. I bit off a wing because it was too noisy, so the researcher moved him out of my area. I left the research. When the time came, he also left."

Bai Chunian held his chin and thought, "Are we under siege? Which link is the problem?"

Bi Lanxing asked, "After Samuel died, who handled the body?"

Bai Chunian suddenly thought that after he killed Samael, the corpse was handled by the storm force, and the International Police Department took over the body, and then transferred it to the International Prison, where their forensic doctor kept and studied.

If medical research is to be done, it is bound to be carried out in the laboratory of the International Prison Guardianship Building, and on the day the pastry chef deteriorated, the Guardianship Building was bombed and chaotic.

The one with the best chance of taking advantage of the chaos to take away Samuel's body

Bai Chunian remembered that a week after he was released on bail, Eris, who appeared over the prison by helicopter and threatened to escape, and the blond white alpha who flew the helicopter.

Eris is not a thoughtful person, more like someone is behind the scenes to help fuel the flames, and has been planning a big drama since Eris was imprisoned.

Bai Chunian pondered and laughed: "It seems that he is about to cut his beard. Tonight, the HD medicine must be grabbed, and he can't take it away as a drink, otherwise my big brother will be embarrassed."