The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mobei's work schedule came down soon. He was in charge of patrolling and monitoring inspections on the 88th floor of Area D, which was the floor where the strange noise was heard yesterday.

Ruan Xianghui was going to the laboratory in the afternoon, and Ruan Mobei went back to his dormitory to pack his things. He neatly folded the military uniforms he had worn and put them in the corner of the closet.

After that, he probably won't have the chance to wear it again.

The prison guard's black uniform also looked pretty good. Ruan Mobei sat by the bed, looking at the scenery of Area 51 outside the window, a little hope rose again in his tired heart.

Hope you can have a good time here.

The new job couldn't be easier for Ruan Mobei. The prisoners on the 88th floor underground were not allowed to be released easily, and there were no windows in the cell. Just look at the monitoring in the monitoring room and pay attention to the conditions of the prisoners.

There are a total of 24 cells on this floor, holding [-] prisoners, and each cell is monitored by at least five cameras for [-] hours.

Ruan Mobei sat on the chair, watching the pink-skinned dwarf jumping up and down on the floor. If he hadn't known that it had persuaded tens of thousands of people to commit suicide with words alone, anyone would think it was a little cute.

On the adjacent screen, a huge humanoid creature like a maggot crouched on the ceiling. Before he was arrested, he was a nursing home nurse, until one day he ate everyone in the hospital.

The young woman is staring at the wall in a daze, her thick black hair is growing wantonly, clinging to the wall, weaving into a huge net, ready to capture any creature that enters her room.

All the prisoners held in this layer are not human beings.

Ruan Mobei quickly accepted the particularity of his new job. If it was just some heinous human beings, it would not be necessary to set up a research institute and a prison together.

It took him three days to get familiar with the prisoners on this floor, but he knew nothing about Room 6.

Because the monitoring screen in room 6 is always black.

Ruan Mobei didn't know what was going on, but he was sure that someone was locked inside, because every time he passed Room 6, he could hear the inexplicable syllables that echoed in his mind on the first day.

[███, ███...]

He also asked the colleagues in charge of other floors, and without exception, they all advised him not to find a way to turn on the monitoring out of curiosity.

Ruan Mobei asked why, and they couldn't give a specific reason, only that the prison guards who were in charge of the 88th floor all left Area 51 due to sudden onset of insanity.

Ruan Mobei couldn't help but think of the accident that happened during the interrogation, and the two staff members who were carried out by the medical staff.

What exactly is in room 6?

Even though he was full of curiosity, Ruan Mobei never had the idea of ​​turning on the monitoring. Eight years of military career had already allowed him to perfectly follow the orders and prohibitions.

Although every day, he could hear voices from inside the door, and shadows generally entangled him.

It's been No. 51 days since I came to Area 13.

Facing the elevator, Ruan Mobei straightened his police uniform, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his shoulders, and flicked the button on the baton with his thumb.

The number on the screen is constantly changing, and finally stops when it jumps to -88.

Ruan Mobei stepped out of the elevator, and as soon as he entered the corridor, he felt that something was different today.

[██, ██, ███...]

It was a voice, the voice he usually only heard when he passed door No. 6 suddenly became so intense that he could hear it clearly even when he was still in the elevator.

And...he seemed to perceive some kind of indescribable emotion in these intermittent syllables.

It's like a child crying with grievance, sobbing that he can't speak a complete sentence at all.

Ruan Mobei felt something touched in his heart.

He walked to the door of No. 6, and the voice became clearer, although he still couldn't make out what he was saying.

strangeness.Absolute ruthlessness is a must-have quality for a top sniper. Many mission targets may seem innocent or even pathetic to others, but Ruan Mobei will end their lives with a single bullet without hesitation.

He's the best gun to use and doesn't need sympathy and empathy.

But today... what happened?

The voice was calling him constantly, asking him to come closer, to get closer.

Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand uncontrollably and pressed it on the cold door, just like the day he first came here.

Behind this door, something is waiting for him.

he needs……

No, not right!

Ruan Mobei pinched his palm hard, managed to break free from this weird state, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

He didn't know anything about the prisoner behind the door, what if the other party had some kind of mind control method?Even a man of his stature couldn't resist that thing must be pretty dangerous.

Thinking of other colleagues' advice to him, Ruan Mobei retreated step by step and returned to the monitoring room.

He sat on the chair, staring at the monitor, and for the first time in these days, he experienced a whole morning of being out of his mind.

Those voices... have been haunting him.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, he opened the bracelet, and sent a message to Ruan Xianghui: "Dad, do you know the information about prisoner No. 88 on the 6th floor of Area D? I've been hearing strange noises outside its door for the past few days. "

Ruan Xianghui was probably doing an experiment and didn't reply immediately. Ruan Mobei knew his father was busy and waited patiently.

He found two large boxes of earplugs from the drawer, which should have been left by the prison guards who were in charge of this floor in the past. It seems that they were also troubled by the sound.

Ruan Mobei removed a pair of ear plugs, but the sound didn't disappear at all.

He tried to clap his hands, but couldn't hear the applause, the earplugs were clearly working.

That voice... rang directly in his head!

Is it an auditory hallucination?Unlike, as soon as he leaves the D area, the sound will disappear quickly.

The smart bracelet finally vibrated, and Ruan Mobei couldn't wait to open the message box.

Dad: "Maybe it is asking for your help, you can go and see it."

to see it?

As the supervisor with the highest authority, his father must know more than him. Since he agreed to take a look, there shouldn't be too much danger?

Ruan Mobei finally decided to follow the voice in his heart. He stood up, took off his earplugs, and walked out of the monitoring room.

Arriving at the door of Room 6 again, the voice was clearer than ever. Ruan Mobei took out the access control card and tried to swipe it by the cell door.

He is just a prison guard who just arrived, and his authority is quite limited. At the beginning, the colleague who was in charge of training him said that now his access card can't open the cell door on this floor at all.

However, a green light comes on from the machine.

allowed to enter.

The moment the heavy metal door opened in front of him, Ruan Mobei was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect the door to be opened.

There is another door at the back.

Ruan Mobei stepped forward, and when he passed by, the first door closed immediately, trapping him in the narrow space between the two doors.

The second door was locked with a fingerprint, and Ruan Mobei pressed his index finger on the machine to open it.

A third door appeared.

He aimed his eyes at the iris detector.

Then the fourth door needs to verify the voiceprint.

Ruan Mobei went deeper and deeper like this. Every time he opened a door, the previous door would close behind him, preventing the things inside from escaping.

Are creatures in captivity that dangerous?

The thought only appeared in Ruan Mobei's mind for a moment, because with the opening of the last door, his attention was quickly attracted by the stench and what he saw——

what is this?

Light yellow pus was all over the floor, black and red tissue fragments were scattered on the floor, and a pool of rotten flesh nearly three meters high was piled up in the corner of the wall, still wriggling like convulsions.

The moment he entered, the sound stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, more piercing screams followed, as if to smash Ruan Mobei's entire brain into a puddle.

[██! ██! ███! 】

Under the powerful mental attack, even though Ruan Mobei's consciousness was far superior to ordinary people, he still couldn't bear it. He clearly felt the panic coming from the voice, as if a huge wave was pouring down his head, it would completely drown him!

"Wait a minute, don't be afraid! I mean no harm! I just heard your voice and came over to see!"

But the screaming didn't stop because of this, on the contrary, it became even more frenzied. Roshan wriggled crazily, and more pus flowed out of it.

Ruan Mobei was finally able to see the specific situation of that thing clearly - it seemed that some creature was once corroded by strong acid, lost its original shape, and became a sticky puddle of meat.

When Roshan desperately shrank towards the corner, Ruan Mobei clearly sensed the attacking intention conveyed in its voice, and opened the door and left the cell without hesitation.

Going back to the corridor through the four metal doors, the voice has not been reduced in the slightest, and it is still shaking violently in Ruan Mobei's mind.

Ruan Mobei staggered a few steps and was panting wildly against the wall. The pervasive voice conveyed panic to him. Even if he had gone deep into the Zerg's nest, he had never experienced such a strong mental influence.

The ability of that thing may be stronger than the insect mother who can control trillions of insects.

But judging from the current situation, the so-called spiritual influence may only have an effect on him alone.

Otherwise, with such a loud voice, there's no reason other people wouldn't be able to hear it.

How can I calm it down?

Ruan Mobei looked at the smart bracelet again, his father didn't send him any more messages, and he once again saw the meaning of acquiescence from that short sentence.

What he's doing now should be in line with the rules.

Otherwise, even if his access control card can open the first door, the fingerprint, iris and voiceprint locks on the back should not be opened.

And until now, the alarm has not sounded. You must know that the work of all their prison guards is monitored by the main control room.

I just don't know why he was given these permissions.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, and he probably had an idea in his mind. He walked quickly to the elevator room, and took the elevator to the second floor above ground.

The moment he entered the infirmary, the doctor on duty immediately wrinkled his nose unbearably. The doctor resisted the urge to drive Ruan Mobei out, picked up the disinfectant at hand, and sprayed Ruan Mobei from head to toe:

"Gosh, you smell like you just crawled out of a pile of dead bodies!"

"Sorry." Ruan Mobei also knew that the smell on his body was definitely not good. He only stayed in the cell for a few seconds, but he was already stained with the stench of pus and rot.

While receiving the baptism of disinfectant, the young prison guard asked, "Is there any painkiller ointment or something like that? Or something that can promote wound healing, and medicine that clears up the wound after injury. I also need it."

"Yes." The doctor skillfully took out a bottle of medical alcohol from the medicine shelf and gave him a box of ointment.

"These may not be enough." Ruan Mobei took the medicine and smiled apologetically.

The doctor brought him another copy.

"Sorry, maybe it's still not enough."

Doctor: "Ah? Is anyone injured? If it's serious, let him come to me and have a look."

Ruan Mobei: "It's not very convenient to come here, I'll just deal with it myself."

Doctor: "You can take as much as you need."

Ruan Mobei returned to the 88th floor with a whole box of alcohol and ointment in his arms. The doctor's expression of "Are you kidding me?" has been forgotten by him. Now his eyes are filled with the meat of being locked up in a cell. .

After he left, the voice gradually decreased, and regained the frequency of sobbing.

Ruan Mobei took the medicine, went through four thick doors again, and entered cell No. 6.

Facing the sudden screams and the unbearable stench, Ruan Mobei stepped forward without hesitation, and applied the ointment to the scarred body.

What happened next is quite simple to say: Ruan Mobei used the dagger he carried with him to cut off the rotten and maggoted part of the pile of meat, disinfected it with alcohol, and then applied an analgesic ointment.

But when you actually do it, you know how difficult it is. The smell in the room is so unbearable. Ruan Mobei even wonders if the air circulation and purification device here is broken, if he is not used to all kinds of bad things. The environment is tolerable, and another person can spit it out directly.

The pile of meat is huge, and there are countless places where rot and maggots grow. Ruan Mobei has used up half a box of alcohol but has not been able to clean up one-third of its body. ointment.

Realizing that Ruan Mobei wasn't hurting it, Roudui's struggles eased a lot, and the frantic screams gradually subsided, becoming the bubbling sound in his head.

After using up all the medicines he brought, Ruan Mobei took two steps back and left the cell with an empty box.

Coming out of the last door, before he had time to take a deep breath of fresh air and free his tortured nose, he saw the two people at the door.

One of them was wearing the senior uniform of a sheriff, and the other had not taken off his white coat, and his badge was of the first rank than his father's. Both of them looked serious.

Are you here to hold him responsible for entering the cell rashly?

Ruan Mobei's heart sank, he stood up straight and respectfully said, "Sir."

"Hmm." The researcher nodded, and looked at the empty box in Ruan Mobei's hand, seeming quite apprehensive.

The sheriff turned around first: "Put your things down and walk with us first."

Ruan Mobei put the cardboard box against the wall and followed the two to the 91st floor underground.

He once again sat on the chair in the interrogation room, facing two serious officers through the special glass.

"What did you see in Cell 6?"

"There is a thing like a mountain of meat, it can move, it is seriously injured, many places on its body are rotten and maggots, and pus is coming out." Ruan Mobei roughly described what he saw just now.

Two pairs of sharp eyes stared at him with scrutiny, not letting go of any slight expression: "What have you done?"

"I went to the infirmary to get medicine and treat the wound."

"How are you feeling now?"

feeling?Why did the two reviews focus on asking about his feelings?

Ruan Mobei replied truthfully: "Everything is normal, sir."

"Did you feel uncontrollable panic and fear?"

"there has never been."

The two people on the opposite side looked at each other, and the researcher lowered his head to record something. The sheriff continued to ask, "What else? Did you find anything else? About...that thing?"

Ruan Mobei only took milliseconds to think about whether to say: "At first it sounded like it was crying. When I first entered the cell, it showed a certain attacking intention, but after I treated its wound , the voice is much calmer."

The researcher who made the recording suddenly raised his head: "Sound? Can you hear the sound?"

Ruan Mobei nodded: "Yes, I can always hear the voice."

The microphone was closed, and the two people on the opposite side began to whisper to each other with solemn expressions.

Ruan Mobei waited patiently for a while until the two stopped talking and turned on the microphone again.

"Ruan Mobei." The police chief stared into his eyes and said in a deep voice, "From today onwards, you will be in charge of the prisoner in Room 6, and you will have legal access to his cell once a day. It is necessary to observe the other party as much as possible, and write an observation report and submit it.”

Observation report?Ruan Mobei frowned, but he didn't raise any objections due to the military's order and prohibition. He just said, "What do I need to record?"

"Anything, anything you observe from that thing, it's best to write it on it, it will be precious information for our next research."

The researcher clicked on the virtual screen, and continued: "I will send the report template to your email, you just need to record as much information as possible."

Ruan Mobei agreed, and after the researcher sent it, he looked at him again: "If I remember correctly, you are Dr. Ruan's son."

"Yes."

The researcher nodded: "The observation report needs to be delivered to me via the intranet mailbox before one o'clock in the morning every day. If there is something to do, please ask for leave in advance."

"Yes."

"If there are no other objections, it is time to leave."

"No, thank you two officers." Ruan Mobei stood up and saluted habitually.

The sergeant with a serious face finally smiled: "Okay, don't be so cautious, your rank is higher than mine."

Returning to the monitoring room on the 88th floor, Ruan Mobei sat on a chair and stared at the monitoring platform in front of him.

The dwarf is sleeping, the huge maggot man is rubbing against the wall, the young woman's hair is woven into a cocoon to wrap herself... The picture in room 6 is still pitch black.

But Ruan Mobei could hear the voice of that thing.

It calmed down a lot, and the frequency of the bubble sound was reduced to once every 10 minutes, which was quite gentle.

After the wound was cleaned and ointment was applied, it felt much better and was no longer so anxious.

Now that I have legal authority, I can continue to treat its wounds tomorrow.

Ruan Mobei raised his hand and sniffed his sleeve, his tortured nose could hardly distinguish the smell now, but he must have smelled bad after being in the cell for so long.

...Do you want to take a shower first?

In the next few days, Ruan Mobei entered Cell No. 6 with piles of medicine every time to treat the monster's wounds.

At first the monster would panic, trembling and wriggling and dodging, but later realized that Ruan Mobei would not hurt it, and slowly accepted the kindness shown by humans, and even took the initiative to show the side of its body against the wall, asking him to help deal with.

This thing is not at all as scary as it looks.

Ruan Mobei would write and submit an observation report every day as required. Now he has become the "breeder" of the monster in Cell 6 in a sense. It feels quite strange to suddenly have such a thing that needs to be taken care of.

The new life in Area 51 was on the right track. Sometimes Ruan Mobei would go to the bar for a drink with Lily and other colleagues at night.

After No.20 came here for three days, Ruan Mobei waited downstairs in Ruan Xianghui's dormitory.

The figure of the red-haired girl appeared at the end of the line of sight on time, and she trotted all the way over. When she approached Ruan Mobei, she couldn't help pinching her nose, and took two steps back with disgust on her face.

"You smell awful."

"I just came out of Zone D, and I haven't had time to take a shower yet."

"Is the smell of that little thing still so ecstasy? Hurry up and wash it, and it will probably be marinated in a while." Lily handed him the folder in her arms, "Then please hand it over to me. professor."

"It's okay." Ruan Mobei said, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

Lily: "No, I have an appointment and I'm going to be late."

It was only then that Ruan Mobei noticed that Lily had put on light makeup.

He understood, and said with a smile: "Then hurry up."

Watching Lili get on the scooter, Ruan Mobei turned around and went upstairs.

When Ruan Mobei opened the door, Ruan Xianghui was cooking, and when he heard Ruan Mobei approaching, he came out of the kitchen to greet him, but was immediately persuaded by the smell of Ruan Mobei.

Ruan Xianghui immediately closed the kitchen door: "Don't run around at home, go take a shower quickly."

Well, now even my own father hates it.Ruan Mobei felt desolate in his heart. He went straight to the bathroom, took off all his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, and turned on the shower to take a shower.

It has been an hour since I cleaned myself from head to toe, Ruan Mobei sniffed carefully, and made sure that only the smell of shower gel was left before he changed his clothes and came out.

Ruan Xianghui has already prepared dinner and is waiting for him at the dining table.Ruan Mobei pulled out a chair and sat opposite him, his hair was still dripping: "Lily asked me to give you this."

"Understood, you wipe your hair first before eating, and get water everywhere."

Ruan Mobei grabbed the towel and wiped his head vigorously a few times. After the water stopped dripping down, he returned to the table and began to eat.

"By the way, Dad, do you know the No. 6 prisoner I'm in charge of now?"

Ruan Xianghui hummed: "I know."

"Can you tell me about it? I'm a little curious about the contents that don't need to be kept secret."

Ruan Xianghui pondered for a while: "SIU-DW-001 came here two years ago."

"Two years ago, the human army repelled the invading Zerg at the edge of the HF galaxy. The defeated Zerg gave up many planets that were once occupied by them, and one of them was named SI06."

"When humans first landed on this planet that had been occupied by Zerg for several years, it was already covered with thick creepers. Except for some Zerg cubs that hadn't been taken away in time, there were no living things."

"Humans planned to blow up this planet that had been completely polluted by Zerg, but found a withered tree on the other side of the planet."