perfect human evolution

Without Master's guidance, I found it so difficult for a person to walk in a dark environment.

The bright hallway previously illuminated by the lights was pitch black, and could only be illuminated a little by the subtle emergency lights. I stuck to the wall where the emergency lights were hung, and groped forward bit by bit.

Bare-naked soles always guess wet, greasy, soft tissue objects. I dare not lower my head to carefully examine what they are. I raise my head stiffly, look straight ahead, and let my heart beat in my chest. His fingers trembled slightly.

I'm going back, back to my room.

I'm going to get my video camera back, as well as my research report on Myster.

This is really stupid, taking a long way just to get these two things.

Rationally urged me not to go back, the anesthesia spray couldn’t stop me for a long time, but emotionally it was burning my heart, after such a long time of research, let’s keep some souvenirs.

So, I went back to the room.

The camera was placed on the head of the bed safely, maintaining the same appearance as I left yesterday.

God knows how many cameras Mengdi Braun and the others tapped in my room, and I don't know how many things they recorded that night.

I don't quite understand, if they just want to get Myster's sperm to fertilize my egg, why they have to arrange for me to have natural sex with it.

What disturbs me the most is.

That night, Master left bodily fluids in my stomach.

I turned on the camera and pressed the power button.

I opened the DV storage file, and there was only a recorded video in it. After Merster grew his genitals, I pressed the play button, and a strange face with golden pupils appeared from the camera.

"Kamilla!"

When I heard the sweet tone that was sticky like syrup pulling out a line of sugar, my heart jumped, as if an electric current passed through my body, and my hairs stood on end.

There was a slight tingling pain in my abdomen, and I snapped back to my senses, closing the flap of the camera.

It was always clear to me that Master had a fatal attraction for me that seemed to grow stronger with the passage of time.

I reached out and inserted my fingers between my legs.

"It's starting to react so quickly..."

I sighed and retracted my fingers.

The fingertips were sticky and covered with a transparent liquid, and there was a trace of red blood mixed in it, which became very obvious under the light of the nearby light.

"At this time, the menstrual period is early again, which is terrible..." I pressed my head, sat down on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I am not pregnant."

What follows is much simpler.

I put on the white coat on the hanger, and touched the pocket. Sure enough, the anesthetic given to me by Mendibraun was still in the pocket. To be precise, this tube was the one that had been replaced.

The original tube was broken when the needle tube broke and fell to the ground when Master attacked me at night.

The only self-defense weapon.

I fumbled for the needle in my pocket, opened the flap of the camera, and switched to night mode.

The video camera my dad bought me is for family photography. After I walked out of the room, I moved a little faster, and the scenes I captured were blurry, and sometimes my tail was off frequently.

But at least it's much better than bumping around like headless chickens in the dark.

The corridor turned, and the walls shown on the gray screen were sprayed with large black spots, which were all dried blood.

I can only imagine how fierce the battle was here at that time.

All the way from the man-made residence to my room, and then to the operating room later, there are all twisted or torn corpses... no... soft tissue pieces.

When you slide your fingers over the walls of the corridor, you can feel the uneven marks on the walls. Of course, this is not the stylistic art of construction, but the bullet holes left when bullets hit the walls.

Master, it is so powerful that it makes me shudder.

How long can that thin glass door block it?

I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, so I raised the camera and ran away.

The blurred corridors dangling up and down on the screen quickly passed by, and the road ahead was shrouded in darkness, like an invisible mouth swallowing up my future.

The gate is not far from my room, but it feels like a year has taken me to run.

There is only one turn left.

I took a deep breath, raised the camera in my hand, and turned around quietly against the wall.

At the corner of the wall, I put the camera on my right hand and stretched it out, and looked at the situation over there from the display screen with my body sideways.

The gray and white monitor showed that the area was empty and devoid of any signs of life. I twisted my arm and pointed the camera at the ceiling.

Not there either.

well.

I stroked my chest to calm my breathing, half-kneeled on the ground, and crawled towards the glass-paneled wall.

The power supply here has not been cut off either. I looked at the door next to the wall, and the combination lock by the door was still faintly flashing blue light.

It might just be that I was thinking too much, I took a deep breath, and after confirming that there was no such smell in the air, I slowly straightened up and stood up.

Mengdi Braun was pressing the keys with her back to me, and I couldn't see what numbers she entered, but according to her crazy appearance about this experiment, the password might be the birth date of Master.

I remember that the research file says 2010-5-18, which is one month before I left home.

But judging from my intermittent memories of childhood, its birth date may be even earlier.

I thought about it, first pressed 2, and then pressed 0100518.

Sure enough, the screen turned red and there was a sound of 'beep beep beep' password error.

20000518

error.

19990518

error.

19960518

error.

19880518

There was a 'click', the door shook, and then the screen turned green.

I was stunned.

1988 was also the year I was born.

My whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

All kinds of complicated thoughts came out of my mind and entangled into a ball. I was not in the mood to think about the content behind these numbers.

It's all over my head right now.

Get out!Get out!

I want to escape from this terrible place!

Pressing the doorknob with your fingers, a burst of light flashed past.

The surrounding environment is too dark, this light is very conspicuous.

I let go of my fingers on the doorknob and turned around.

The light flickered again, like the reflection of a light on a flat, smooth mirror, across the glass-paneled wall.

I leaned in front of the transparent glass, squinted and observed carefully for a while.

A group of black shadows with bright lights flickering on the edges are slowly approaching the gate, and as the black shadows move forward, the lights also change positions.

This gloss is like... like...

Because of the different angles, the scales with different reflective areas.

"Master!"

I yelled out, and raised the camera to my eyes.

In the gray and white screen, the thick tail dragged to the ground, and I could imagine the rustling sound of the tail dragging on the ground through the wall. It turned its back to me and walked straight to the gate.

"no no!!!"

I slapped the glass hard.

It turned its head, the corners of its mouth curled up strangely, and it spread its paws to me and dangled on the door.

"No! Please! Don't... don't you want this?"

I took off the coat on my body, untied the belt around my waist, tore off the surgical gown inside, and stuck my whole body naked to the glass.

"Don't touch it, please..."

It turned around, swept its sticky and greedy eyes over my body, licked its lips slowly, and then retracted its claws hanging on the gate.

"Yes, that's it!"

I faced it and kissed the glass lightly.

"Good boy..."

It squinted its eyes in favor, as if kissing it.

Then his eyes widened, his golden vertical pupils stared straight at me, his lips parted, heaving up and down.

Kamilla!

"Master?"

The thick and long tail flicked out and swept straight to the door.

The sharp alarm bell sounded instantly.

The heavy walls slowly fell from the door, and the surrounding windows were also sealed by metal baffles. Finally, the remaining emergency lights went out one by one.

My world fell into complete darkness.

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