I became the guardian of the monster

"Is there any reaction?"

"Reporting sir, there is still no change in the physical value of the S089 variant. The current electric shock degree has reached +855, please indicate whether to continue to increase the intensity."

The researcher in a white robe reported the latest data of intelligence and brain statistics to Lieutenant General Qin Hai of the Federal Army of the military headquarters in a calm tone.

In the fully enclosed laboratory, countless data flashing blue lights are flying on the light screen. Dozens of researchers are staring at the changing data with high concentration, and their fingers are constantly moving on the console.

A space about the size of two classrooms is surrounded by no less than fifty federal soldiers in protective suits and holding blasting ray guns. All the guns are aimed at the silver-white closed room behind the highest-strength protective glass. '.

There was only a small animal hanging in mid-air by a newly drilled iron chain through its blade, its flesh was scorched black and bloody from the high-intensity electric shock, its ears were hanging limply, and its indigo green pupils looked like It penetrated the protective glass that was supposed to see nothing, and fixed on the man with a straight back.

Qin Hai had a sullen face, his arms were tied behind his back, and he was slowly rubbing his thumb and forefinger. The knuckles that held the gun all year round were frizzy and rough, outlining a slight rubbing sound.

"Start plan F," he said.

The researcher standing beside him frowned slightly.

In her opinion, this kind of baseless experiment has no effect at all, and can even be called a 'funny'.

Thousands of electric shocks can't pry out the instinct of this little monster, a picture is enough?

But it's obvious that the man won't give up until he gets the result, or if this thing doesn't die.

The researcher closed his brain, and issued an instruction to the colleague on the side: "Start the F plan."

"Yes, start the fusion---"

"Fusion degree---89%...95%...100%!"

The researcher reported the gradual progress in a steady tone, and the last few seconds fell, the silver-white space fell into darkness for a second, and 89 moved his ears.

It's over for now.

For two consecutive days, it endured 58 methods of interrogating first-class interstellar fugitives from being brought into this closed room by this group of people.

It knew what the man wanted, and it knew it was a monster.

These methods are indeed very powerful, they can penetrate its flesh and blood and pull out its blood, but they can't kill it.

89 licked the dry tip of his nose in the dark, and the animal pupils slowly spread towards the disk.

When this body was suffering from the skin and bones, it did have two times that it almost couldn't hold back and lost its sanity and turned into another appearance. It was so angry that it could destroy this place completely, as long as it wanted to.

But every time it came to the most critical moment, the figure with a hippie smile would flash in its mind, and all those crazy impulses disappeared in fear.

89 gasped heavily.

Its ribs may be broken, and if it goes on like this, I don't know how many days it can last.

It can't do what these people want, that person—

Fear it, loathe it's other appearance, it must never be revealed.

Absolutely not.

He's still waiting to eat the meatloaf himself.

Delicious, he said it himself.

"Hey, boy, when you come back, what should we eat to celebrate? My son is an A-level monster. He will definitely be a general on the battlefield in the future. Maybe your father and I will still count on you."

"Tsk tsk, people say to raise children to guard against old age, I have to please you little monster from now on. How about I buy you two catties of meatloaf then, don't underestimate these things, your father's half a month's salary is worth half a month's salary. Gone."

The juvenile's white teeth shook 89's eyes sorely. 89 squinted his eyes, and a turbid breath was expelled from the squeezed breastbone. out.

hurts a little.

The little monster licked the blood from the corner of its mouth.

It was suddenly a little hesitant and thankful that it was a good thing that the person was not here, otherwise, seeing it like this, it would probably grab its ear and make a noise for a long time, saying that it is a little waste that can only be bullied.

By then, if I hadn't been tortured by these things, it was more likely that I would be nagged to death by this person.

89 let out a few low growls that resembled laughter from his throat, and pulled the deformed bones in his body, so he turned his ears back and bared his teeth again.

As long as it can take it--

Or just die here.

89 thought about it once and for all, and then let out a shallow moan from his throat.

It thinks bluntly,

Anyway, it is a little monster, maybe it can come back to life after death, so it doesn't want to show its appearance in front of the pissed boy.

At that time, that person will definitely faint again from fright,

The little monster imagined that scene, and laughed out loud, but his voice gradually dropped, and his pupils were covered with gloom.

He will faint from fright, but if he fails to faint successfully, he will probably raise his weapon and stab it in the heart with a knife. After all, he has seen it with his own eyes. 'Desperately.

And it is also a member of that group of garbage.

It can never see the young man facing each other with his gun raised, the eyes that once looked at him with a smile, once they stare at its body with murderous aura, 89 even feels that he can be reduced to ashes on the spot without his hands.

Maybe its miserable appearance can make the young man feel sorry for it, so that it can live a few years in peace.

this man...

It's really unreliable, especially not to let the beast worry.

89 muttered bluntly, his mind blurred for a moment.

It followed the juvenile's regular sleep for three months, and the originally inhuman monster also gained some popularity.

I haven't slept for two days, and I'm really sleepy.

Just a little less familiar body temperature...

89 opened his mouth and yawned, his pupils with sharp lines were moistened.

Foreign objects have no effect on it, and 89, which is determined not to show itself, doesn't care about the torture it will encounter next. According to its own judgment, it is not a problem at all to survive for ten days and a half months.

Every extra day, it earns an extra day.

The little monster thought a little worriedly,

What is he doing now?Could it be that he was so heartless and sleeps sprawled on the bed, that he didn't even know how to put the quilt on properly?

"connection succeeded---"

Suddenly there was a rattling sound in the closed room, 89 narrowed his eyes, and looked around.

Those people spontaneously thought that it could not see or hear it, but in fact they could clearly hear 89% of what they said.

As for whether there is light or not, it doesn't make any difference whether the material of this glass is powerful or not. These monster eyes can penetrate all tangible and intangible substances, and see the pure nature after layers of exploitation. .

What other tricks do they have, just use it.

Obviously they made the movement themselves, but the group of people seemed to be even more nervous. The 58 special forces all pushed the butts of their guns up again, squinting their eagle-like eyes, not daring to get out of the way. The little monster moved a little bit.

In this solemn and quiet time, the door opened with a 'creak', which was very obvious.

The people in the research room stopped their movements and looked towards the half-open door.

This is another big shot to see it.

Across a solid glass wall, 89 lazily stops his gaze at the door that slowly opens at a corner.

There was only one picture, and the pupils trembled instantly.

---

Five days ago, the research center lounge.

Gu Chen took a sip of tea, he held the cup quietly, and said calmly:

"This kind of creature only existed in the words of the villagers at that time. I can't guarantee a [-]% possibility, but---"

"There can be a 60% probability."

Qin Hai nodded, "You just need to tell me the way to stimulate its nature."

Gu Chen turned his head and put down the cup.

"What does Lieutenant General mean, regardless of life or death?"

The gap between this alien species and that monster is really too great. If all the evidence Qin Hai can grasp points to the connection between the two creatures, he may not believe it himself.

Even if there are creatures in this world that can activate the life-saving means left in the genetic gene at a time of crisis, it is also recorded in the data that it expands two or three times in an instant, but this kind of volume that has directly changed from less than half a person's height to half a building, Even the color of the pupils and the external appearance can't find any similarities at all. Let alone confirming this kind of thing, it sounds like a fantasy.

The kind that coaxes children to believe it.

But the current military department must not let go of any possible speculation.

The iron cage that has been guarded for hundreds of years has gradually rotted and collapsed from the inside. A little wind and rain can break up this seemingly stable alliance that is actually full of dangers, not to mention such a potentially huge threat.

If it is not the best, it is no pity to die.

if it is--

The man lowered his eyes, looked at the young boy in front of him, and moved his thin lips:

"Military secret, sorry I can't tell."

"Please also tell me everything possible."

Gu Chen stared at the veteran who was over half a century old, and rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers: "The lieutenant general just think I'm talkative, but the owner of this alien species doesn't seem to be a simple guy who can be deceived by you at will." .”

The boy pursed his lips, and his fingers slid across the air, and the blue electric light pierced and projected a photo of the boy holding the chicken coop and smiling.

The corner of the young boy's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Gu Chen was rescued by Xu Nanqi himself. With his power of perception and authority in the research institute, it is not an accident to find out that Xu Nanqi has a little bit of identity.

Qin Hai looked at the young man on the blue screen, slowly inserting his big palms on the table, and they came together.

Obviously, the life and death of a foreign species will not cause anyone to care, but whether it is him or the other dog-headed military advisers, no one can deny that the existence of Xu Nanqi is the most difficult wall in this matter.

This man is a ferocious dog.

"Mr. Xiao doesn't need to think too much about this matter. The internal affairs of the military department will naturally be resolved internally."

Gu Chen's gaze paused for a second, he withdrew the light screen, and his lips moved: "Since that's the case... If the limit method doesn't work, the lieutenant general might as well try the 'Phantom Stimulation'."

The young man raised his head slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of confusion in those eyes that were always emotionless.

"It's amazing, in the folk songs left by that village, this kind of creature doesn't seem to be able to control its own power when it is young, and even after decades, it is just a domesticated animal that is not much different from a cat or dog. pet."

The boy's eyes flickered slightly: "So I speculate that, apart from the physical body, their growth and time are not necessarily related, but depend on the 'desire' in the brain."

With 'desire', another kind of tyrannical and powerful force will be aroused.

Qin Hai met the boy's half-spoken gaze, and tapped the corner of the table with his thumb.

He got up, nodded to the young man and strode away.

Gu Chen's meaning is already very clear. If all the assumptions are true, then this "desire" code-named S089 alien has nothing to think about except the new guardian who is always by its side.

As for how to pull out this desire, it is naturally bloody and fleshy, which is the best way to work.

The author has something to say: Xiao Chenzi is an autistic genius, he has no unreasonable thoughts, no unreasonable thoughts! ! !

Nine babies are too miserable, the hot breed (loud) bulldog Daidi who needs to be hugged to vent his anger is coming! !

As for why 89 doesn’t want to change form even when it’s dead—firstly, it can’t control itself well, and secondly, it knows that it can’t control itself well when it becomes bigger, and things will definitely become a big mess, and it hasn’t changed back by then Maybe Nan Ge saw that, so the deep little monster would definitely not do this kind of thing...