Mermaid Effect

Vol1

Several ribs were broken, and Rogers struggled to get up from the corner, looking in shock at a certain creature that was in a rage.

A monster through and through, Rogers was undoubtedly lucky in some respects.Because after seeing Rand lying in the middle of the room, covered in blood, Munster rushed straight towards the man-and because of this, Rogers escaped from the fate of being torn apart by him on the spot.

"I found us...ahem...it seems I made another mistake..."

He wiped the dust off his face, coughed up a mouthful of blood and murmured with that disgusting affectation.

It's not that he hasn't thought about Munster's problem.

In fact, before taking Rand to this hut, Rogers thought that he had made complete preparations. He changed cars twice in the middle of the journey, and wrapped the unconscious Rand in a sealed bag to isolate the smell. While in the car, both cars are sprinkled with a special powder to confuse the breath (this is his secret weapon from his former employer, a well-known drug dealer, and this powder has helped him countless times. avoiding the tracking of drug detection dogs and even electronic dogs), and there are two small rivers on the way to the stone house... But it is clear that Rogers miscalculated Munster's sensitivity, and everything he did did not let Munster Te lost track of Rand.

It finally arrived.

"Rand...Rand..."

Munster, who was angry, didn't realize that his scales were glowing with an ominous blood color. Its scales gradually began to turn red now, and the thin hair-like tentacles were tangled together, and then began to deform into Stronger and more powerful with barbed tentacles, they are now like poisonous snakes on Medusa's head, shaking under Munster's extreme anger.

There is a special, metallic smell in the air, which is the poisonous gas unique to angry sirens.

Munster is almost going crazy, it wants to tear Rogers apart bit by bit in the most cruel and terrible way, but when it sees the human figure covered in scarlet blood on the rusty bed , its brain fell into a blank.

It was a moment never seen before in Munster's brief yusheng.

While it was bursting with huge and explosive anger because of Rogers' atrocities, it also felt a kind of extreme fear and despair emanating from the bone marrow.

Its most precious treasure, its most valued companion, its peaches and rabbits, everything about it... its Rand, was tortured into such a terrifying appearance that made people weep!

At this moment, Munster had no time to worry about that disgusting little bug, or that human named Rogers, whose body and mind were completely occupied by the bloody Rand. (And it's also certain that you'll let that person know how badly he's made a mistake).

Munster jumped at Rand's window, wanting to touch him, but the front paws covered with fine scales stopped a few centimeters away from Rand... Oh my god, it didn't even dare to go Touch the current Rand.

The black-haired man's skin that was as white as milk and as soft as silk was now regularly and evenly covered with wounds that opened like small mouths of babies. A large amount of blood flowed out from those wounds, dripped on the ground, and overflowed a large area. bloody.

It was afraid that its rough fingers would accidentally hurt Rand.

Big tears fell from Munster's eyes, and he raised his head and howled.

"Oh, Rand... Rand... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I don't want you to bleed..."

Munster's cry was accompanied by its incoherent words about Rand's safety. While crying, it began to eject its mouthparts, rubbing the anemone-shaped fork at the top of the mouthparts above Rand's wound.

Some transparent liquid was secreted, and Munster hurriedly covered the liquid on Rand's wound carefully.

In Rand's sense, the suffocating pain was slightly relieved by the mucus.

He tried to tilt his head, his eyelids swollen with blood, a dark purple color that blurred his vision.But Rand still wanted Munster to see him.

"Don't cry, Munster... Be good..."

Excessive blood loss, pain, and the abuse he suffered before made Rand's thinking inevitably start to slacken, but he still relied on instinct and said hoarsely to the crying Munster.

Of course, what he didn't know was that his voice sounded like a meaningless whimper in reality.

"I'm very good……"

He said.

His face gradually turned gray, and his body temperature had dropped to a dangerous level.

But fortunately, the mucus that Munster smeared on his body surface, that is, the mermaid liquid that everyone flocked to in the laboratory, began to work.

His wounds began to stop bleeding, and his breathing slowly evened out.

Munster lowered his head and sprayed on Rand's cheek, then he turned his head slowly and stared at Rogers.

Vol2

"Hi, Munster."

Rogers raised his hand and shook it, and he said to Munster affectionately like the countless breakfasts before.The pain caused by the rib fracture made his smile look distorted and scary. Of course, it may be that his real smile is like this-the pain is unbearable for some people, but for Rogers Speaking has a special "motivation" effect.

His adrenaline was pumping wildly, and his body began to feel pleasure.

And Munster's menacing murderous intent was conveyed to him without reservation.

"I am going to kill you."

Munster curled up his tail, like a drop of red ink on absorbent paper, the bloody red color began to spread from the outer edge of the scales to the inside.When Munster came to two meters in front of Rogers bit by bit, its tail had completely turned blood red.

Its eyes flashed the same red light like a devil in the faint optical fiber.

Its nails became very long, as sharp as a dagger, and the muscles of its upper limbs swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. In addition, its face also began to deform, its lower jaw began to protrude, and a row of nail-like fangs grew out of its gums.

Now Munster was more of a monstrosity than ever.

Oh, who told me that it was originally... a monster.

If there are deep white scientists on the scene, they are probably shocked by the current appearance of Munster. It does not look like a native species, nor does it look like a modified species. It looks like a mixture of the two.

Munster rushed towards Rogers, and almost at the same time, Rogers, who was still smiling just now, grabbed two submachine guns from the hiding place, pointed them directly at Munster and squeezed the trigger.

He stole these two guns from the place where he hid the guns when Munster rescued Rand.

Huge roar and flashes of light filled the entire stone house.

In that moment, time was short...but it was also long.

The long time means that Rogers has fired countless bullets in such a few seconds.

And the time is short, referring to Munster...it has come to Rogers.

Then he stretched out his hand to block the muzzle of the gun.

"Crack-"

Rogers heard two gun jams.

"This is impossible--"

He who had always been extraordinarily calm, finally showed an expression of shock that could not be concealed on his face at this moment.

Munster's fingers gripped the muzzle of the gun, and it pulled the two guns out of Rogers' hands.

Rogers subconsciously turned his body to one side. As long as he fell sideways on the ground and rolled on the ground, he might be able to take advantage of the very short time to distance himself from Munster—or he might be able to recover a little bit of his own. life.

However, his waist was directly bound by barbed tentacles...

"You hurt Rand."

Munster said to Rogers with a calmness that was very scary in the body of a monster.

His long hair turned into tentacles, dragging Rogers back, and then it grabbed the hot black muzzle of the submachine gun...

"puff……"

Two sour and wet voices sounded.

Munster pushed the muzzle into Rogers' eye socket.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

Rogers' scream woke up Rand, who was in a semi-comatose state.

When Rand looked over at him, Munster was grabbing one of his hands, looking almost as if he was trying to rip Rogers' arm right off his body.

"stop!"

Rand shouted.

……

"Rand!"

Munster turned his head, and he looked at Rand in surprise.

The wound on the latter's body, which was still extremely terrible before, began to show signs of healing under the action of Munster's mucus.

Of course, Rand's current appearance is still enough for him to go directly to the intensive care unit for a whole week, but the death breath spreading from his previous injuries has become very faint.

"Munster, don't do that..."

Rand held out a hand in the direction of Munster.

Munster immediately let go of Rogers, and it rushed over and grabbed Rand's hand.Then it heard Rand's words: "Hold me... over..."

……

Vol3

"Tick...tick..."

In front of the immobile Rogers, in the arms of Munster, Rand's body was still dripping with blood, which was the blood that remained on Rand's clothes before, but it was enough to prove that Rogers had treated him before that. How cruel the atrocities he committed.

At this moment, Rand leaned his limp body in Munster's arms, and then he said to Munster.

"Don't... kill people..."

Munster let out an angry hiss.

"Rand, he hurt you!"

"I... know..." Rand needed to take a break every few words, but he persisted, "No... you can't... torture a person... and you can't... kill... that's very bad thing..."

He stared at Munster's still teary face.

It's so strange, Munster is extremely ugly now, but Rand feels calm just by seeing it, even though the pain from the wounds all over his body makes him feel like hell.

"Rand, no, I don't want to listen to you." Munster screamed. "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him... He hurt you, so I'll kill him! This is not a bad thing!"

In front of them, Rogers was gasping for breath. He fumbled to fill his deflated eyeballs that had fallen out of their sockets back into his sockets. His whole body was convulsed with pain, and the blood gave him a complete blood mask.

"Oh, Rand, you're such a nice guy, really..."

Rogers coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said.

Rand lowered his eyes.

If Rogers' eyes hadn't been pierced by Munster, he would probably be shocked by the coldness and indifference on Rand's face at this moment.

"I should...kill him...with my own hands...so, Munster...let me do it myself..."

Rand whispered to Munster.

He moved his arm a little, and found that he had some strength, and then he gently touched Munster's face covered with fine scales.

Vol4

On that night in 16, after Rand was killed by Rogers, the "monster" took his body into the sea.

It stretched out some weird tentacles, those hollow tubes that plunged right into his wounded body... it wanted to absorb him.

Rand didn't know why he knew this at the time, perhaps, it was an instinctive cognition.

The only thing he could be sure of was that his body was activated after it did that kind of behavior... He greedily absorbed the mucus in the monster's body, until the monster screamed sadly and ran away in embarrassment.

After that, he floated with the waves for a long time, and finally was stranded on the seashore.

Maybe it was the reboot of his body, or maybe the things he suffered before his death were so dark and hopeless that he forgot everything.

An illegal child trafficking group operating in the United States found him, and he was sold to an anonymous person for two thousand dollars. However, during the transfer, he encountered a car accident...

Rand looked back at this period of life he had experienced.

To be honest, there are only a handful of happy moments here, and perhaps forgetting them is the most correct decision he has ever made in his life.

But thank good God, he has Munster now.

The monster that has some similarities with Munster saved him in the dark night in the sea 16 years ago and gave him a second life. 16 years later, Rand picked up Munster by the sea.

This, perhaps, is fate.

And Rand was unwilling to let his fate...or, the only creature in his life that had never hurt him and had always brought him hope and love, committed a crime because of the hatred between him and Rogers. Under the crime of homicide.

Munster should be an innocent and happy creature, it should not be stained with blood and sin...

Rand twitched the corner of his mouth at Munster, thinking it was a smile.

Munster was very confused about Rand's thoughts, and he shook his head at Rand ignorantly.

"Rand, you are injured, I can kill him for you. I want to kill him!"

It muttered under its breath.

And Rogers was at Rand's feet, weakly smirking (or just pulling the corners of his mouth with difficulty).

"I think you should listen to your little pet, Rand, you've always...always tried to show you're strong...but give it up, you're not, I know what you are, a coward, a good guy, you Not the type to stand with blood on your hands, you will be crushed. Let your monster lover come on, after all kill a human, take a human life without any legal process, you The psychological pressure that needs to be endured is not small..."

Rogers said.

He deliberately emphasized the concept of "killing a person" in his words. In his judgment, Rand has a strong sense of morality and a weak personality. Compared with the tyrannical Munster, only Rand can be His chance of surviving.

And Rogers is confident that Rand does not have the guts to confront his own pathetic conscience.

He will live and then...

"It seems to me, Rogers, that you were never human."

Rand's unwavering voice reached Rogers' ears.

"what--"

Rogers opened his mouth in surprise. He wanted to ask questions, but he never had a chance to finish a complete sentence.

Because at the moment Rand's voice fell, severe pain came from Rogers' neck.

The German kitchen scissors were inserted straight into Rogers' neck by Rand, from the skin, to the muscles, to the blood vessels... Then he pulled the scissors out again.

The strange thing is that Rand's body is still so weak that he can't even walk. His vision is also blurred and his body is covered with bruises, but the hand holding the scissors has always been steady, without even the slightest tremor or hesitation.

……

"Puff puff puff" blood spurted out from the arteries, and those warm liquids could even splash over a distance of one meter.Rand could have avoided Rogers' blood with Munster, but in the end Rand didn't walk away from Rogers at all.

He stayed in Munster's arms, staring unblinkingly at Rogers who was making "ho ho" sound in his throat, letting the red blood representing life drench him and Munster drenched.

It's like a bath made of blood, or some kind of special... baptism that cannot be described in words.

At the last moment of his life, Rogers, the murderous killer who has always been proud of his "perversion" also had fear, bewilderment, and thick disbelief on his face.He made a series of strange noises in a vain attempt to block the wound in his throat with his hands.

Rogers seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't leave any complete and understandable words.

In the end, he maintained that pathetic posture and slammed down into the sticky pool of blood on the ground.

Rand kept looking at him, his eyes never opened for a second.

It wasn't until Rogers' body lay there motionless for a long time that he took a deep breath.

"We have to dispose of his body..."

We've got to clean up his body, and then I've got to turn myself in -- that's what Rand was about to say.

However, he did not finish his words.

After Rogers died, there was a small red dot jumping on his prosthetic limb, from the relief at the beginning to the rush at the end.

It is a pity that neither Rand nor Munster could notice this in the end.

So, after a few seconds.

"boom--"

The stone house in the wilderness was instantly engulfed by black smoke and tongues of flame amidst the huge roar.

Vol5

美国

Washington

Shenbai Biotechnology Headquarters

"We found his trail..."

A drowsy inspector, after hitting his dozing forehead against the screen countless times, finally pulled himself together and looked at the computer in front of him.

However, a blinking red dot representing a warning snapped him out of drowsiness.

"what?"

"where is it?"

"Coordinates, express coordinates—"

……

His colleagues jumped up like rabbits fed food, and stood in front of their computers for further confirmation, but the red dot flickered for a few seconds and then beat at a specific frequency After a few clicks, it finally disappeared into the map on the screen.

"Is there any mistake?" The inspector looked at the screen in disbelief, he quickly flipped out the rules, and deciphered the true meaning of those few flashes from the explanation above—

"Oh my god, the person who implanted this chip detonated the bomb in his arm!"

he exclaimed.

"'Spider' detonated the bomb in his hand? Does he not want to live?"

A hoarse female voice ghostly caught his words.

The researcher's body froze for a moment, he turned his head slowly, and met a ghostly and terrifying face.

"Answer me! Rogers detonated the bomb in his body?!"

Caroline growled impatiently, and unconsciously leaned forward. A few seconds later, the observer who was looking directly at her turned his face away with his mouth covered and retched.

After Caroline was stunned for a moment, veins popped out of her hands clutching the armrests of the wheelchair.She looked at the man with a look of resentment that could scare a crying child, looking as if she wanted to smash an ashtray on the back of his head.

Fortunately, at this time, his colleague, another girl stepped forward.

She opened her mouth tremblingly and reported directly to Caroline: "Before this, we had no way of determining the location of the chip in that person's hand. He must have used his own method to invalidate it, but just now we captured that signal, using the It's a backup battery, and it's flashing at a rate that only happens when it's detonated."

"Damn it! Give me the coordinates! Then send someone there!"

Realizing that the owner of the chip, that is, Rogers, might bypass Vincent and detonate the bomb in his arm, Caroline panicked for a moment.

She still remembered that when the chip was implanted, Vincent had installed explosives in the killer's arm prosthesis, which was a measure taken to contain the murderous killer.

In theory, no one but Vincent could detonate that bomb, but now it...

Caroline didn't want to think about how the damn "spider" detonated the bomb, or how the damn "spider" managed to escape after the bomb exploded...

She only cares about one thing, if the bomb does go off... what will happen to Rand?

A dead Rand has no way to provide Vincent with bone marrow, which makes Caroline very anxious.