Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Dark, dark, dark.

The endless darkness swallowed up all the brilliance.

Ling Chan opened her eyes wide, as if the chaotic past flashed by in front of her eyes, it dazzled her.

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Ling Chan opened her eyes, and found herself lying in a pipe, her body was sliding forward quickly, the glass pipe in front of her was foggy, she tried to look out, but she could only see one piece, the huge glass pipe she was in The network, at a glance, can't see the edge.

Yanyan lowered her head, there was a lubricating water flow under her body, Ling Chan bowed her hand, the light blue liquid was slightly viscous, I don't know what it was, but Ling Chan suddenly felt a little hot after soaking in it.

She squinted her eyes and looked out again, only to find that the fog on the glass seemed to have disappeared, and her vision became much clearer. She finally saw that these pipes were connected to huge glass tanks, and the blue liquid flowed in and out quietly. The naked male, with his eyes closed, floated up and down with the current.

There are children, there are teenagers, there are youths.

Some have fish scales on their skin, some have ear fins protruding from their hair, and some have a beautiful silver-blue fish tail.

They have the same face.

Son of Templar, face of Andre San Delteano.

It made Chan feel terrified for a moment.

She remembered what Ander told her, that there was a so-called "secret of the birth of gods" here.

The temple is conducting human experiments here?Or genetic research?So many clones are based on Ander as a specimen, or... Ander was born from here?

What does the temple think of human beings?The pigs and dogs it herds?Is this the compassionate heart of the gods?
Chan only felt disgusted.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the room where there was only the sound of silent water flowing. The glass was violently smashed and scattered on the ground. In these connected pipes, the flowing liquid began to surge towards the only outlet.

Ling Chan's intuition was wrong, she propped herself up against the wall, struggled against the force of the water flow, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Ander stood in the light blue liquid surging out with a calm expression.

His expression was not at all the kindness and compassion that Chan was familiar with. He was indifferent and sharp like a knife out of its sheath, and he looked a bit like the expressionless clones in the glass tube.

Ander took off his clothes.

The muscles are firm and the lines are smooth. The fair young body is covered with eyes one after another. There are no whites, and the color of the eyes is bright golden. The sense of horror that grows in people.

Ling Chan bit her lip and asked the system: [At that time, he wanted you to tell me not to watch...]

[It's even scarier than it is now. 】The system still feels dizzy when it thinks of that scene. Its entire electronic system feels dizzy, so of course it dare not show Ling Chan! [In addition to the eyes, it also has a lot of hands. It doesn't look like a person at all, which is very strange, vomit. 】

Ling Chan: [...that's weird. 】

That's all she could say.

All of them held their breath quietly and kept their sense of existence to a minimum. Watching Andel catch the clone that fell out of the glass jar, the moment the skin touched, the skin of the clone was scorched black, and Andel's eyes would swim. It moved normally, and moved to the body of the clone.

On the path that the golden eyes walked, the skin was torn, and light blue blood oozed from the wound and dripped into the flowing blue liquid.The color and texture are exactly the same, and they quickly disappeared into the raging blue river, as if they were originally one.

Ling Chan felt the cool and sticky touch of the blue liquid across the skin, and goose bumps all over her body.

It's blood!

Ander, or the blood of the clone!How much blood is there in total in a human body?How many people's blood must be spilled to allow the blue liquid to flow in this huge pipeline?
Ander at the bottom has been used up, the first clone, that clone is scorched black all over, its eyes staring majestically at the testing ground.

Ander hooked his fingers, water gushed out, and all the clones were thrown into a dark pipe.

The system explained in a low voice: [This is where the laboratory handles experimental waste. 】

Ling Chan: […]

Her mood was complicated, watching Andel smash another jar, pull out a clone, grab the neck, and one arm after another emerged from the clone...

The system said: [He is transferring the cosmic radiation absorbed by his genes, and at the same time absorbing the intact cells in the clones to replace the mutated cells, allowing these clones to bear the consequences of genetic mutations for themselves. 】

Ling Chan counted, and Ander shared a total of seventeen clones.

seventeen.

Although the glass pipe has a frosted texture, the friction is not strong. Her arm supporting the wall pipe is already quite strenuous, and her physical strength has been exhausted, making Chan gasp with difficulty.

After putting on his clothes, Ander changed into a compassionate face, and said gently: "I've been watching it for so long, why don't you come out?"

Ling Chan couldn't hold her breath, and let go of her hand. She was about to be smashed into the pile of blue liquid, when a stream of water suddenly surrounded her and took her out of the glass pipe.

This stream of water is transparent and clear, surrounding Ling Chan, turning into a water ball tailored just for her.

Ling Chan knelt in the water polo, supported the water wall with both hands, bit her lips and said, "You found me from the beginning."

Ander is the super power of the water system, and the blue liquid is his blood. Of course, he can sense Ling Chan's peeking.

"Are you disappointed?" He smiled, that smile was as precise as if it had been honed a thousand times, and if it was more, it would be eager, but if it was less, it would be hypocritical.

"The so-called Son of God is just a pig and dog, a test product on the operating table, a product of the assembly line—not a lucky one favored by the gods, let alone a miracle of human destiny."

"It's just a scam from the temple."

Ling Chan frowned and said, "I don't believe in gods, and I won't be disappointed in anyone—I only pin my hopes on myself, and I will never let me down."

"It's you who's disappointed, you're disappointed in yourself."

Ander put away his smiling face, his silver eyelashes trembled slightly, like fluttering butterfly wings, "I never thought that I would do anything like this just to survive."

He stared deeply, deeply at the girl in front of him, hesitant to speak.

After paying half the salary, he said: "Is there anything you want to know?"

Ling Chan was not polite, "Is the previous son of God also in your situation?"

"It's easy for the temple to change a face."

Ander replied.

"Can you put me down?"

The water polo wrapped around Ling Chan, and slowly fell into the blue liquid on the ground. Ling Chan tried to stand up, but the water polo shrank and turned into a water jacket that completely fit the skin, isolating the blue liquid from the outside.

Ling Chan stretched out her hand, and gently touched the back of Ander's hand through a layer of water film, "Does it hurt?"

Those eyes, those mouths, those weird limbs were all transferred through here, and the flesh and blood torn apart by these redundant organs have now healed.

The skin on the back of the hand was pale and almost transparent, with a light blue liquid remaining on the surface, which had dried up but was not hard, and the mermaid's blood scab was also soft to the touch.

The air was silent, only the sound of liquid flowing in the pipes sounded in this huge experimental field, from Andel's infancy to the present.

The girl stood in a pool of cold blood, looking up at him.

Her fingers were on the back of his hand, as light as a feather, but Ander couldn't help trembling.

pain.

It hurts.

But he can't say.

He is a sinful person who stole other people's lives and survived.

He survived.

He should be happy.