Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

The consciousness of the brain and the consciousness of the body are separated by a layer of hazy black cloth. He can vaguely hear the voice of a person, but his body is as stiff as death.

"Your Excellency Restinger needs a pair of new legs, and the above only gives one month. According to Restinger's special repulsive physique, not to mention artificial legs, even fingernails can't be made."

"So, what happened to you catching that little guy?"

"His ability is very interesting, and he can become another person."

In the darkness, only the sound of two people breathing one after another was heard. Suddenly, another person spoke.

"Quint, you are a genius."

The heavy door was opened, and he felt someone touch his arm. Gradually, the black cloth became thinner and thinner, and he felt his body——his body was bound, hands, feet, joints, neck, were bound Lay it on a cold, hard surface.

The man's hand ran over his arm, causing goosebumps.

"Forcing him to become Lord Lestiner, and then taking his legs?"

He trembled uncontrollably, is this a nightmare?where is he?Who are these people?

"Huh? The little guy seems to be awake." The hand left his skin, and the owner of the hand continued: "It's worth a try, but unfortunately, this solution is only a one-off."

try what! ?

The plate under him began to move, and he was rising, like a conscious sacrifice, presented in front of everyone.

'Boom--'

The strong light hit the face, stretching meridians on the arms, but the eyelids seemed to grow together and could not tear a little gap.

"Let me see. The inspection report says that his ability needs the gene of the target object. In addition to actively absorbing it himself, he can also inject the gene extract into his body through forced injection. Nuoqi, will Lestin Give me your Excellency's extract."

"don't want……"

His feeble call elicited no sympathy.

The needle stuck into his body, and something was injected into him. He struggled and finally tore open his eyelids. In the strong searchlight, faces with white masks filled his vision.

"Oh, white eyes? Interesting."

"Please—stop—"

He had a premonition of the upcoming horror, and through a layer of tears, the world outside him was so unreal, how much he wished that all this was true and unreal.

"what!!!!!!"

The sharp stabbing pain shattered the illusion, countless needles pierced into the flesh, he fell into the snake pile, the poisonous snake bit him and injected venom into his body.The liquid rubbed against every nerve of his body, the body's self-protection mechanism was forced to mobilize, and supernatural powers poured out from the limbs to resist external erosion.

"Whoa - Nuoqi, look, he's starting to transform!"

pain--

It hurts--

The cold knife cut through flesh and blood.

"Take the slices for testing."

The blood flowed out bit by bit.

"It's amazing! This is exactly the body of His Majesty Laestine, without any rejection! Forcibly activating the ability won't last long, so hurry up and untie the two legs while he still maintains the appearance of Laestine. Get out."

He frantically struggled and twisted desperately, shouting with all his strength, and his scream pierced everyone's eardrums, trying to awaken even a little bit of conscience.

"Too loud, Quint, remove his vocal cords."

The human voice in the research room disappeared.

Only the slight struggle and the sound of alloy shackles hitting the platform, and the sticky, slippery, and soft sound of the scalpel cutting.

From drowning in pain to drowning in pain, he lay on the platform like a dead fish, allowing the living to cut away his body.

He is disappearing, disappearing alive.

"Huh—it's done, now we can turn over the errand. Do those people think that our organization is omnipotent? All messes are thrown at us."

"White Rose Institute of Life, the hope of mankind, will take you away from death and live a long life together with strong radiation. Hahaha, this is our glorious duty and mission!"

There was laughter in the laboratory.

"But how can you get what you want without paying any price in this world?" Someone looked at the bloody platform, on which lay a "Lestiner" who had lost both legs, breathing heavily, Breathing hard, dragging his stump longing to live.

"It's just passing the price on to someone else."

The effect of the stimulant disappeared, the forceful energy was exhausted, and the body followed instinct and returned to its original form.He opened his mouth and made a long-lost voice: "I beg you...let me go...it hurts...it hurts..."

"It's so loud...huh!? Wait."

There were crowds of people in sight again, and those people looked at him with a fierce glint like a glutton in their eyes.

"Quint, look! His legs are growing! Not only the legs, the vocal cords have been cut off—" A hand opened his mouth.

"The vocal cords have also grown!"

"Maybe this isn't the shapeshifting ability. We were all wrong. How could this be a low-end transformation? This is reshaping! Re-growth using genes as a template, complete rebirth!"

Someone stroked his cheek, his fingertips were cold, and the skin touched seemed to be necrotic.

"After the catastrophe, the radiation stimulated some people's abilities. Since the birth of the first ability, there have been countless magical existences among human beings. However, no one has ever shown your ability. They are just mutations. You Different, you are a miracle!"

Putting his mouth next to his ear, he smiled and said, "My child, you are our creation."

That cry for help, which contained the last hope, drove him into purgatory.

After that, it was a long life in captivity.

Injected into the genes of strangers, injected with catalyzing agents to forcibly activate abilities, turned into other people, pushed into the research room, and had a certain part of the body taken away, sometimes it was a hand, sometimes it was a foot, and later, From the body to the organs, a part of him was dug out and sent to another person's body.

In order to save time, sometimes even the anesthetic is too late to take.

One cut, two cuts, once, twice.

From panic and fear, screaming in pain, to ignorance, he even watched the internal organs and limbs that belonged to him go away in a special container with the mentality of a bystander.

As long as it is not a fatal wound that cannot be remodeled in time, such as the heart or brain, he will not die.

Later, they were not limited to cutting.Gradually, there were more genes in his body that did not belong to humans. Some synthetic genes and some artificial genes were also injected into his body.

"Animal genes can also be used. It's such a powerful ability. To be honest, I'm a little afraid of him."

"As long as genes can be synthesized, even imaginary species can become reality. It is indeed a bit scary. However, this is also amazing. He can satisfy our multiple researches at the same time. This is no longer a one-time solution. This It's a universal solution."

The genes in his body were in a mess, tugging at each other, so that he gradually forgot that the form that originally belonged to him and only belonged to him.

He can't go back.

Maintaining the appearance of a stranger, the appearance of another stranger.Sometimes I see my own appearance from the reflection of the test tube wall, but I know in my heart that this is not me, this is my enemy, someone who took away a certain part of his body.

"Since the creation of artificial organs and artificial bodies that are 100% compatible with real people, the White Rose Research Institute has created another miracle and developed a strengthening potion that can temporarily awaken ordinary people's abilities. Class conflicts between capable people and ordinary people are also promising in the military. According to the research institute, this drug has been tested on humans and confirmed to be safe and has no side effects.”

"The artificial organs and artificial bodies currently on the market can only achieve a maximum fit of 50%. According to Cocina Quint, director of the White Rose Research Institute, artificial products with a 100% fit are expensive and have a high failure rate, and cannot be used in the world. All human beings can only help a few people with special needs for the time being. In the future, we hope to overcome this problem and seek benefits for all mankind.”

"Hahahahahahahahaha...the welfare of all mankind..." A few words from the news leaked into his ears, and he couldn't help being impulsive, he burst out laughing, and the guards scolded him.

His stomach, which has been living on nutrient solution, felt nauseated. Regardless of the guard's scolding, he only felt it was funny and disgusting.

Disgusting humans.

Nausea.

Disgusting and cruel.

want to vomit.

He propped his hands on the wall of the test tube, looked at the standard human face of the guard, and retched, there was nothing in his stomach, he couldn't vomit anything, but he couldn't stop.

If only I wasn't human.

I am not human.

Limbs made him sick, human faces made him sick, and he didn't want to look at the reflection on the wall of the test tube anymore.

It would be fine if he wasn't a human being, he would rather be a grotesque monster than a human being.

He kept fantasizing about it, and suddenly one day, he discovered that this idea had come true.

The five fingers of his left hand turned into black mist, and the mist condensed into the shape of fingers, but there was no fixed edge.

"We were all wrong, his ability is not deformation."

An absurd but real idea flashed through my mind, like a piece of wood floating in the deep sea of ​​despair.

Is it possible that my abilities are not even just reshape?I can change into any form, so, can I have no form!

Yes, become a monster, become a monster, escape from here, escape from humans.

Letting go of his hand, letting the last trace of humanity disappear, he tried to grasp that trace of mysterious instinct, groping for his own strength bit by bit.Imagining being reborn as a monster, slowly, more and more parts of the body are atomized.

Carefully hiding it from everyone, secretly practicing being a monster.

Finally one day, what was reflected on the wall of the test tube was no longer a human figure, but a pitch-black human figure condensed by black mist. Blood-red eyes emerged from the black mist, and there were countless corneas in the pupils. All familiar, belonged to those he had transformed.They took a part of him, and now they're a part of him.

The mist penetrated the shackles easily, and he was overjoyed and forced to endure it.

The hope of escape made him 'live' again in the form of a monster.Those boring cutting and slicing experiments became less unbearable. He counted the days, waited for the opportunity, and told himself, calm down, don’t rush, you only have one chance, don’t ask for help from others, those calls for help will only make you feel sick. Plunge yourself into a deeper purgatory.

In another slicing experiment, he quietly melted a little black mist and swallowed a small thin blade.He was thrown into the wall of the test tube again, and the moment the door closed, a wisp of inconspicuous black mist dropped a blade between the cracks of the door, leaving a glimmer of life behind the seemingly closed door.

With this glimmer of life, he finally escaped.

It had just finished raining outside the institute, and the air smelled grassy.He loves this grassy, ​​greedy breath, and the excessive breathing even causes hypoxia.

However, footsteps soon came from behind.

"Quick search! He can't run far, he's right here!"

He didn't dare to stay for a moment, and ran forward even rolling and crawling. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that he must never stop, and he must never be caught back.It's a pity that he has never acted in the form of mist, and now he is like a mermaid with legs that have just formed, the more he drives the black mist-like legs to run, the more frequently he falls down.

The voice behind him was approaching.

Nearby was a pile of rubbish, and there was nowhere to hide.This is not the city center, not the ostensible research base of the White Rose Research Institute. It seems that the cunning research institute has hidden the secret test base in other places.

He looked around, most of the people he saw were in ragged clothes and his eyes were dead.There are no high-rise buildings here, all the buildings are like a group of dark and dilapidated shadows, the air is filled with putrid smell, and the stench that the human body can emit is mixed together.

"Hey, did you see a 14-year-old kid with white eyes, no, he might not look like this now, damn it. Tell the search team to block the exit and arrest everyone here."

It’s over.

Hope is always out of reach, try your best to touch a little fresh sunshine, but you will be dragged into eternal despair.

If caught back this time...he may never have another chance.

The sound was getting closer and closer, mixed with other people's crying and begging for mercy.

Finally, he cowardly stretched out his 'hand', his 'hand' stretched forward desperately, and whispered: "Anyone is fine, please, help me."

All the people who made eye contact with him avoided in panic, and his surroundings were instantly empty.

Then, the figure of that person stood out.

The black-haired boy sitting under the rubbish dump with his legs crossed, his pitch-black eyes met his blood-red pupils, and he didn't move away.

The black monster stretched out its 'hand' without hope, and once again asked for help from the humans he hated.

"Help me, please."

"Quick! Quick! Let's all act, we can't let him escape!"

"help me……"

He had given up hope, but he was unwilling to fall into despair.

The footsteps were approaching.

Wait, the sound of footsteps is too thin.

He raised his head, and in the blood-colored pupils, a black boy ran towards him and grabbed his 'hand'. In the boy's black eyes was a small black monster, with red eyes full of astonishment and disbelief .

The boy tightened his hands and pulled him up from the ground with all his strength.

"follow me!"

The boy pulled him into a low ruin, and the footsteps of those people appeared a short distance behind them.He buried his head in the boy's chest and heard the violent and rapid heartbeat of 'peng bang bang'.

The man was afraid, his heart constricted with fear.

But why, holding his hand was so firm, the temperature of the palm warmed the black mist, and the monster's body was stained with human body temperature.

"Is there no one in this area? Damn it, where did he go?"

Those people are gone.The boy didn't stop for a moment, pulling him left and right, and escaped into a narrow passage.

"This is the passage I found by accident when I was picking up things. After I find edible food there, I will slip away from here, and generally I will not be chased by people. But... it may not be used in the future."

While fleeing, the boy casually picked up a broken cloak from the ground and covered him.

"Your appearance is too striking."

The black mist in the cloak flinched for a moment, and the mist floating around hid back in the cloak with a 'swoosh'.

The boy smiled and said, "Well, it's much better."

From the boy's mouth, he learned that this is indeed not an urban area, or even a place where the law exists.This is called a garbage dump, a drama theater for the rich, and a home for the poor. The children here are abandoned children, and the adults here are all people who cannot survive in a society ruled by law. They have any existence that you can't imagine.

All-encompassing, extremely evil feast.

The boy's name is Ji Churong, and he has lived here for two years.

He didn't believe it, Ji Churong didn't look like a person living in a garbage dump at all, and neither did his black eyes.

There is hardly a place for minors here. They have to live like beggars, but they are more miserable than beggars.There is no sympathy here. When you beg for something through someone's teeth, there is a high chance that it will be stuffed into your mouth and chewed by that person.

Where there is no law, killing is nothing.After staying for a long time, he saw someone hang a necklace of human heads on their shoulders in order to deter others, and the bottom of the broken neck was still bleeding.

The secret passage that allowed the two of them to escape was once Ji Churong's secret magic weapon.After he picked up the things, he slipped away from there quietly, without encountering any intruders along the way, and ran back to his secret base, where he could quietly have a 'good meal'.

It's not easy to live alone, let alone bring a bottle of oil.

The first time he ate hard, stinky bread, he lay on the ground and broke out in a cold sweat.The stomach that had been absorbing the nutrient solution suddenly ate new food, which caused a strong discomfort, and the whole stomach was overwhelmed. He wanted to insert his hand into the stomach, and pull out the obstructing stomach and crush it.

He can't even eat expired bread, he must despise me for dragging me down.Even if Ji Churong sneaked away while he was dying of pain, he would not resent him, at least this human saved him.

But Ji Churong didn't go away, he held his 'hand' and spent a difficult night with the twisted black mist.

After that, Ji Churong never gave him hard bread.

He tore off the best, softest part of the food and held it in front of him.The black mist hesitated for a moment, spread to Ji Churong's palm, and when he retreated, the food in his palm was gone.

"Hey, no matter how many times you watch it, it's very interesting. Where is your mouth?"

There is only a pair of eyes in the fog, and the rest of the organs are not obvious.He chewed the soft bread without making a sound.

Although he was curious, he never asked Ji Churong why he saved him.I was afraid that Ji Churong was just out of his mind for a while, and after being awakened by his question, he turned around and left him.

But Ji Churong didn't, not even in the most difficult days.

He huddled in his cloak and followed Ji Churong around the garbage dump.Ji Churong was curious about him, his strange misty form, and he didn't make a sound after asking him once or twice, so Ji Churong simply stopped asking.

The little black monster followed behind him, forming a little black tail.

"Do you look like a human?" Ji Churong asked.

No, I'm a monster, not a human.He answered silently in his heart.

They have been together for a long time, and the garbage dump is full of despair, decay, and death, but that place has become the warmest part of his memory.

Later, one of the things he regretted the most was not showing Ji Churong his original appearance.

After Ji Churong lost those black eyes that he loved so much, cherished infinitely, and always flowed with tenderness, this kind of regret stayed with him for life like a curse.

After losing his eyes, the first thing Ji Churong did was not to cry bitterly, or to lie down on the bed in depression.It took him a very short time to adapt to the days of blindness, holding his 'hand' and coaxing him over and over again.

"do not be afraid."

What am I afraid of? It’s not that I’m blind, or that my eyes have been gouged out.He thought, yeah, why not me, why him.

He still refused to speak, but kept crying.

Seeing Ji Churong who was blindfolded, he couldn't stop crying.This pain, this human pain, burns the monster.

Later, Ji Churong gave him a gift to comfort him.

"Look, Xiao Hei, fireflies. My perception is getting more and more proficient. I can catch them even without eyes, so don't really worry about me."

In the summer of the garbage dump, even the sky is gray, and if there is anything beautiful, it is the fireflies.

Ji Churong opened the small tin can and let the contents rush into the night one by one.He smiled and said, "Does it look good?"

The sadness and joy unique to human beings overwhelmed him, and the heart of the frozen monster was soaked in warm water, and revived bit by bit.

What a pain, more inescapable than the pain of being cut.

But so happy.

Immersed in the pain and joy that flooded the mouth and nose, gasping for breath.He opened his eyes wide, trying to lock the blindfolded boy in front of him into his heart.

After a long time without a response, the young man seemed to be a little uncertain. He scratched his cheek, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face: "Isn't it good-looking?"

He wiped away his tears, looked at the ladybugs flying around in front of him, without any beauty of fireflies, and for the first time made a human voice: "It looks good!"

It's not enough, it's not enough.He ran up and ran towards the boy.The black mist gradually dissipated, and the night wind blew away the mist, revealing white hair, white eyes, and white eyelashes, a snow-white boy who was so pure that there was no trace of color, rushed into Ji Churong's arms recklessly, and said loudly: "It looks good! "

It is so painful to be a human being, and to be human is to have countless discomforts, sorrows, and despairs.

However, there will also be love.

Love, joy, and hope.

I was loved by him,

I love him.

I want to be human again,

Be with him forever.

·

We will be together forever, no one can stop this, even if it is the future of the established ending, I will reverse it.

And you, dear, I will build a paradise, no war, no pain, only love, only us, you are waiting for me there, waiting for my return from the journey.

The first stop he crossed was a boring, ordinary world. When he landed, he automatically turned into a black mist. When he was not with Ji Churong, he was more comfortable in the form of black mist.

As soon as he landed, he immediately smelled blood.

There was a man lying on the sofa, his wrist hanging in the air, blood seeping drop by drop from the opening.

Oh, a ready-made identity.The black mist touched the blood and analyzed the genetic material.After all, the people in the research institute underestimated him, and even he underestimated himself.Not only can he have a form, but as long as he wants, he can even form memories and abilities.

The life of this suicide is lacklustre. He was framed and his voice was ruined. He had no evidence and was distrusted by the people around him. With his reputation lost, he couldn't think of committing suicide.

Ridiculously human.

"Are you... a demon?"

The man was still alive, so he looked at him with his eyes open. The eyes of the 19-year-old boy were full of life, gradually filled with death.

"You hope so, so be it."

"Then, can I make a wish to you?"

"Ok?"

"I sold my soul to you, can you fulfill my wish?"

After listening to the young man talk about his boring revenge wish, he was really not interested. He has more important things to accomplish, so how can he have time to play revenge games with him: "It depends on my mood."

He originally wanted to make a quick decision, but unexpectedly, he saw Ji Churong who was supposed to be in Xanadu in this world.

Joy, doubt, pain entanglement.

Why did Ah Rong appear here?He should stay in the Taoyuan built for him, enjoy the best in the world, and wait for him to go back without any worries.

What's even more strange is that Aron can speak the language of this world.

He only mastered the language of this world after absorbing Su Ling's memory.What about Aron?

While enjoying the joy of reunion, he couldn't let go of the doubts in his heart, so he groped and tried without a trace.

There is an existence in A Rong's body that helps him master the language of another world in a short period of time, and acts as his eyes when necessary.

Then, Arong will appear in this world to trace the whereabouts of Time Base, whether it is also related to that existence.

The purpose of that existence is the time base, so... use my Arong as a pawn?

Ah, what a shame.

I built up a small world bit by bit, just because I didn't want him to get hurt and suffer again, but you, not only brought him out of the paradise, but also used him to hinder me?

It's really hateful... Just as hateful as those people, those who took away Arong's eyes, even if they kill them a hundred times or a thousand times, they can't extinguish the hatred in my heart.

In order to spend more time with Ah Rong, he slowed down the process.

It doesn't matter if you don't stay in Xanadu, it's so small, Arong will be lonely too.I was worried that he would be troubled, but now that I'm here, let's go on a journey with him.

Once this journey is done, we can be together forever and ever.

When he was in a good mood, he reluctantly helped Su Ling complete his revenge, and teased that Yan Yexi.

·

Su Ling disappeared.

Xu Haojie pushed open the door of the ward, there was no one there, the glass was broken all over the floor, she ran to the window, the downstairs was empty, there was nothing.

On that day, Su Ling's Weibo updated the last news.

Su Ling V: I will leave forever, and you don't have to pursue it.All my music is open to authorization, which is a little trace of me.

This microblog was already a sensation enough, but the news that Yan Yexi surrendered came the next day.

The controversy about Su Ling's voice finally came to an end, and the result was a slap in the face of everyone.

Some people attributed Su Ling's disappearance to Yan Yexi, but Yan Yexi couldn't explain it. Once his ugliness was exposed, people rushed forward and pinned all their crimes on his head.

You have to keep criticizing others so that you can hide your mistakes.

As for Xu Haojie, facing this kind of noise and hustle and bustle, she suddenly felt tired.

Giving up his years of hard work in the entertainment industry, Xu Junjie used his savings to open a record store, a record store that always played Su Ling's singing.

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