I'm a god in the infinite game

"Muke, you and Liu Jiayi go to the infirmary on the second floor to find out if there are relevant medical records, and find out why this group of people took such a large amount of drugs."

Bai Liu's eyes were deep: "When these people arrived in Antarctica, they should be mentally sound. We need to find out what made them mentally disturbed."

Mu Ke nodded and led Liu Jiayi down. Before leaving, Bai Liu threw them two guns with three or four cartridges: "Be careful."

Mu Ke took the gun and bullets steadily, loaded them skillfully and stuck them to his side.

Liu Jiayi is a bit reluctant to use it, because although the rifle has been improved, it is still too long, and you have to raise your arm to hold it, but you still have a good posture.

After going through so many dungeons, they almost know how to use guns now. Although the accuracy is not as good as Tang Er's sharpshooter, at least they can reach the level of a gun shooting game master.

Even Liu Jiayi can use automatic or semi-automatic rifles proficiently, but due to the height restriction and strong recoil of this rifle, she uses it less, but it is not impossible to use it.

But there is no choice now. In this kind of icy and snowy environment, it is definitely better to use the dungeon materials first than to use skills that consume one's physical strength.

Bai Liu led Mu Sicheng and Tang Er to fight, grabbed their guns, and followed Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi downstairs. They were going to check the basement under the helicopter hangar outside the observation station.

The two teams separated on the second floor.

When Bai Liu walked to the main entrance, he saw that the surroundings of the door were covered with snow and frost again in just one hour, and there was a fluffy white condensation like foam hanging on the lock handle, but it was cold and hard after shaking hands.

It's too cold here, the extremely low temperature and the hurricane make the formed snow blocks solidify quickly, and it's not too much different from holding ice.

Bai Liu shifted his gaze to the anemometer hanging next to the door, which fed back the air temperature and wind speed outside the window:

[-55.8°C, wind speed 119 km/h, wind force 12, level [-] hurricane, no going out]

Mu Sicheng grew up in the south and had never experienced such a severe cold. Realizing that he was in a low-temperature environment of minus [-] degrees made him feel even colder, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if the cold wind had been drilled into the bones. , whizzing cold.

However, although he has no concept of low temperature, he is still familiar with typhoons. Mu Sicheng looked at the first-level hurricane and said, "Damn?! Is it such a strong wind?! This is on the coast, and trees weighing dozens of kilograms can be blown up." Woke up……"

Tang Erda also raised his eyebrows: "Under such extreme weather, you can't fly a helicopter. You will be blown by the wind and make an emergency landing. If you want to go out to find other observation stations, you have to drive a snowmobile."

Bai Liu didn't comment on the weather, he opened the door calmly.

The strong wind howled and swept in, and there was no light outside the door, only the thick snow covered the glimmer of light far away in the sky, making the place as far as the field of vision dark.

The door was shaken by the wind, a thick layer of snow had already piled up at the door, reaching the height of a person's knees, and the wind blowing in was so strong that Tang Erda couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes , being blown back by the wind for a certain distance.

"Put on goggles and sled shoes!" In the strong wind, Tang Erda had to raise his voice to let others hear his voice, "Take the safety rope around your waist, don't be blown away! Watch out for the cracks in the ice under your feet! Don't fall into them!"

The wind speed in Antarctica can reach 35 meters per second at the fastest, which is enough to blow away ten objects as heavy as Tang Er, but this is not the scariest thing here.

Here, the most terrifying thing is the ice crevasse. No one who has survived in Antarctica will not be afraid of this.

The ice surface of Antarctica is not completely flat. As the weather temperature changes, during the process of melting and reshaping the ice surface, there will be many cracks as deep as more than 100 meters between the ice surface and the ice surface, and snow will cover these On the cracks, make these cracks visually invisible and difficult to be found.

This naturally means that it is easy for people to walk on ice or snow, and if they are not careful, they will step on the air and fall.

Tang Erda remembers that he heard a story before he came here, saying that a member of the Japanese observation station went out to overhaul the equipment, and when he came back, there was a strong gust of wind and he disappeared.

Four days later, the observation station staff found the team member in a shallow ice crevasse less than three meters away from the door.

The missing team member had already been frozen to death. His face was covered with frost, and he looked up at the exit of the ice crevasse with his eyes full of resentment. His ten fingers were fractured and turned outwards. His nails were all frozen and scratched. Blood and wounds, half of the front teeth were broken due to biting, the mouth was full of blood, and there were some sticky human skin blood foam on the ice.

But the snow covering the cracks in the ice is not thick, logically speaking, this team member can break it open and climb out, and this team member also realized this, he desperately grasped it with his hands, and gnawed open the deep layer with his teeth. snow cover.

He could have escaped successfully.

But in those two days, in order to find the missing team member, the team members of the observation station went out a lot, and used snowmobiles to run over the crack several times. The snow was compacted.

And this team member watched these people, under the banner of saving him, turn his only door of survival into a cold door of death, and then trapped to death, frozen to death here.

Since then, the equipment at the Japanese observation station often broke down on nights when the snowstorm came, and several team members who went out for maintenance said that on the way back, when they passed the ice crevasse, they could hear someone below viciously , begging for help and laughing resentfully.

The team members who had lingering fears said that they could hear the frenzied scratching of nails and the gnawing sound of teeth under the snow layer, and felt that the things inside would scratch through the ice in the next second, and they came to grab him in with a vicious smile. .

After missing a few more inspection team members, Japan chose to change to another observation station as its base camp.

Tang Erda has doubts about the authenticity of this story, because the observation station will check whether there are ice crevasses around on a daily basis, but it is also through this story that the ice crevasses are remembered.

So when Bai Liu said that he was going out, in order to remind this group of people to pay attention, Tang Erda also told this story to Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu.

After listening to it, Mu Sicheng said: Damn, why don't I go, you two go.

It was calmly dismissed by Bai Liu.

The three of them pulled the safety ropes around their waists back and forth, and staggered towards the helicopter hangar in the hurricane. Fortunately, the helicopter hangar was not far away, and they arrived soon. Tang Erda pulled out the loose-leaf door, and the three of them entered one by one. down the basement.

Mu Sicheng frantically shook the snow on his body, and his teeth chattered: "Damn, the weather has changed too fast. It wasn't so windy when I came here before!"

"If you stay a little longer, when the wind blows, you won't have anything on you, not even a safety rope for the satellite phone." Bai Liu gave Mu Sicheng a fluttering look, "...Maybe you'll be blown away by the wind, Trapped in an ice crevasse somewhere..."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Grass.

"But this is the game pool, I can still quit the game!" Mu Sicheng retorted sternly.

"That's not necessarily the case. It's absolutely unacceptable in this dungeon for you to go out hastily like before." Tang Erda followed Bai Liu's eyes and followed up with a strong (frightening) tone (scare), "The deepest ice cracks here are 100 meters, the lowest temperature can reach -89 degrees, 15 seconds can make you unconscious, and you may be frozen to death before you think of quitting the game.”

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Grass! ! ! !

What the hell game is this! !

The basement that Bai Liu and the others entered had two floors.

The upper layer is for some light experiments. There are not too many things placed, and it does not need to be too clean. Some sensors, hydraulic hammers and other meanings are piled up on this layer. Cabbage and radishes.

Tang Erda lifted the cover and took a look, and a sour stench rose into the sky.

Mu Sicheng's nose moved uncomfortably - the extremely low smell is very pure, and everything is frozen, so this is the first time he smelled this stimulating smell after coming to this dungeon.

"It smells like my grandma's rotten smell after failing to make sauerkraut." Mu Sicheng retched and slapped his nose fiercely with his hands.

Tang Er put down the cover, and he looked at Bai Liu with a complicated expression: "This sauerkraut is made in Chinese style, and the people at Edmond Observatory probably don't know how to do it, so it failed to make it, and it stinks."

"But they must have listened to someone's guidance before they thought of storing food like this." Bai Liu was thoughtful, "—it seems that the relationship between Taishan Station and Edmund Observation Station is not as rigid as we imagined."

Otherwise, the people at Taishan Station would not be so friendly instructing each other how to make sauerkraut. Such short communication between parents is obviously the sustenance of intimacy.

Bai Liu walked around the tank a few times, his expression pensive, as if he was looking for something.

Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back and asked, "It's just two jars of sauerkraut. What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for the production date." Bai Liu replied lightly.

"?" Mu Sicheng was a little confused, "Who makes sauerkraut and writes the production date? Isn't this stuff made casually..."

His words stopped abruptly after Bai Liu crouched by the tank and wiped a black mud spot in the lower left corner with his hand.

In the lower left corner of the kimchi tank, there is a laboratory label, which neatly says: [10/8, 12.14kgradish (radish)]

It's like marking some upcoming experiment.

Mu Sicheng was shocked: "How do you know they posted the production date?!"

Bai Liu stood up slowly: "This is a laboratory. Edmund is a scientist and he doesn't know how to make sauerkraut, so he put these two vats of sauerkraut here for only one purpose - to conduct experiments and record the fermentation process of this sauerkraut. the process of."

"And according to this Dr. Edmund's rigorous attitude towards experiments, he will definitely make some basic records on this kind of thing."

He raised his eyes and smiled: "For example, the date."

Tang Erda had already squatted under another sauerkraut jar. He wiped the old sauerkraut jar carefully with his fingertips, and found another label at the same position.

"The date of placement here is also August [-]th." Tang Erda looked up at Bai Liu, but he quickly felt something was wrong and frowned, "The date the plane crashed here was August [-]th. The fax implying that Edmund Station had stolen the body parts came on August [-]th, but this Edmund—”

"—Don't you think it's strange to toss two tanks of sauerkraut on August [-]th?" Bai Liu asked softly.

Tang Er frowned, he couldn't figure out why.

But Bai Liu didn't answer his doubts, but continued to walk forward, towards the pull button door leading to the second basement floor.

There is also a pull button door between the first basement and the second basement. This door has obviously been frozen, but Mu Sicheng had already dug it open when he came down before. Drive down.

The moment he opened it, Bai Liu understood why Mu Sicheng took the documents and ran away.

A strong, strange stench that almost overturned the human spirit cap rushed out, accompanied by substantial dust and light smoke, which scattered in the air.

After the heating was restored, the ice edge on the top of the second basement floor melted, and the turbid liquid dripped down like a stalactite. The liquid flooded the ground and submerged the ground in a layer of dark gray muddy water. There were still many floating on the surface of the muddy water. I don't know what kind of biological slides and some plastic packaging materials.

All in all, it doesn't look like a pleasant scene.

Mu Sicheng saw that Bai Liu was about to go down without saying a word, and hurriedly reminded: "There is water below! There are rubber boots and rubber gloves next to the stairs! You change them before going down!"

Bai Liu changed into the rubber boots, pulled down to fix the rubber gloves, took a plastic file bag to cover his head, and walked deep into the second basement.

After coming down, the weird stench became stronger, like the fishy smell from some deep ocean fish that was just salvaged, creamy, sticky, like a sea snake, entangled the white willow in the dark and dusty air roam.

The water on the ground covered the soles of his shoes shallowly, and Bai Liu moved with swaying water waves. He bent down to pick up the glass slides and some materials floating on the water.

The slides recorded the names of the biological slices, and Bai Liu vaguely recognized some of them were killer whales, small warm whales, and several different species of penguins.

The glass slides floating on the water surface are basically the fat and epidermis of these polar animals, and most of the floating materials also record the research results of these animals.

In the center of the basement is a large and heavy writing desk, on which are placed four microscopes, an overturned glass slide box in the middle, and two small test tube racks.

There are several rows of small test tubes neatly stacked in the test tube rack. The surface of the cell fixative inside is slightly frozen, and now it is slowly melting as the temperature recovers. The biological tissues floating inside show a peculiar pink color after being dyed.

During the heating process, the edges of the meat tissue began to turn black and grow weirdly, and even the tissue in some small test tubes began to squirm slightly, as if they were about to come alive.

Bai Liu glanced at the labels attached to the lids of these test tubes, all of which read: [Penguins (killer whales, etc.) + unknown organisms X free cell mixed culture].

And in a pile of blackened and writhing pieces of meat, there is a piece of quietly suspended tissue that does not move. Before and after thawing, it is the bright red color of the freshly cut surface of that creature.

Bai Liu felt that he could even see blood oozing from the capillaries on the slice and dissipating in the fixative.

He walked over and used two fingers to clamp the small test tube out of the test tube rack. There was a label on the top cover of the test tube rack that was completely different from the other test tubes, which read—[Unknown Creature: X].

The moment this small test tube was taken out, the tissues in the other small test tubes seemed to be violated, sharp steam erupted from the mouth of the test tube, and the formaldehyde liquid inside was evaporated completely in an instant.

These small pieces of meat began to differentiate and grow rapidly in some unknown direction, crawling out of the test tube and sticking to each other, but in the blink of an eye, they grew into a sticky black meat ball the size of a basketball, covered in tentacles.

This meat ball has the smooth skin of a penguin or a killer whale, a mouthful of sharp teeth of a carnivore, and newborn tentacles that are tumbling on both sides of the meat wings, growing vigorously like a pulse.

These tentacles seemed to unite with each other, intertwined with each other, and fell into the body of the meat ball, and soon differentiated into a new tissue - a pair of webbed feet like fish tails.

The meat ball screamed ferociously, and rushed towards Bai Liu with its tentacles waving. Tang Er, who was standing at the top of the stairs, quickly leaned back, leaned on the steps to borrow strength, and lifted the rifle at his waist to his shoulders with a wave of his hands. , face, aim, shoot.

"Boom!"

With two sharp shots, the meat ball lay motionless in the muddy water.

Tang Erda put down his rifle, breathed slightly, and solemnly reminded: "I triggered the monster book. This should be one of the monsters in this dungeon. It is called an unknown creature x polluting body. This is very likely a biochemical pollution dungeon. Be careful. Do not touch the source of pollution."

"Okay." Bai Liu replied docilely, and hid the small test tube in his hand behind his back into his pocket.

He straddled the corpse of the pollutant, squatted down and continued to search for information in the laboratory. Finally, Bai Liu found what he wanted in a locked safe—he asked Tang Erda to use it directly. The gun broke the lock of the box.

Inside is an experiment diary sorted by time.

After getting it, Bai Liu came out from the underground laboratory door, closed the door, and went up with Mu Sicheng who was unwilling to go down even if he died.

Behind them, the pile of creatures that were beaten to death by Tang Er began to deform and merge like asphalt. From a pile of non-human-looking things, they were quickly divided and reorganized, and slowly became more like a person, with faces and facial features. , all limbs appear on its body.

It seems to be adjusting its appearance and body, and it keeps repeating three appearances, a slightly stronger human body for a while, an elegant and clean appearance for a while, monkey earphones appear on its head for a while, and occasionally The eyes emerging from "Pitch" are pure curiosity.

In the end, it seemed to have decided what it wanted to be, and gradually shed its snake-like black shell in the muddy water, and its thin white hands and feet came out roughly from the shell.

A naked white willow stumbled and knelt in the muddy water, "he" opened a pair of pure eyes, and made a high-frequency cry like a whale calling for his companions from his throat.

Scattered on the surface of the water, the photocopied materials that were not taken away by Bai Liu read messily:

[——Whale tissue after suspension culture of unknown biological X cells shows plant-like recombination and regeneration, and the degree of differentiation regresses to the lowest level, which can be induced to redifferentiate...]

[Cells have the high intelligence of individual species, and the differentiated "basketball tentacle-like lower organisms" (hereinafter referred to as basketballs) show the differentiation of all biological categories, including humans, birds, fish, and even ferns and ancient microorganisms... ...]

[Whale cells begin to play a leading role, producing cetacean habits, growing a layer of smooth epidermal tissue that wraps "basketballs", cell differentiation gradually tends to normal, and cells gradually die after a week of differentiation...]

[Whale habits appeared before death, began to molt, after molt... my God!It is reborn!It shows learning!It's starting to control its own differentiation direction... God!After molting many times, it began to diverge in the direction of humans! ! 】

【——No, I have to terminate the experiment. This is a filthy creation that cannot be ethically tolerated. It will pollute the human genome! 】

The author has something to say:

The design of this monster refers to the Shoggoth in the Cthulhu mythology, a slime with a strong learning ability and can imitate its master~

In order to please the master (can be understood as the evil god of the ancients), Shoggoth also changed into a human form (Shoggoth thinks this may be the shape that the ancients like, a bit similar to pets), for the ancients to play with, although in Kesu In the story of Lu Shenhua, it seems quite san, and it doesn’t mean that, but my mind is full of...cough cough

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