After I became human, I became a nightmare of aliens

Lin Mour stared at the young man in front of him for a few seconds without moving his eyes, and suddenly ordered in a deep voice to the people guarding outside: "Cheng Cheng, come in, take him out."

Cheng Cheng was also very surprised when he heard Bretta's words just now, and then belatedly remembered that the colonel had named a boy rescued from Easton's laboratory before.Because the boy had never spoken since he was rescued, the colonel gave him a name when he needed to be registered and made a temporary ID card.

He heard the order, walked in immediately, and hurriedly brought the boy out. Fortunately, it seemed that Bretta only saw the colonel wearing a protective helmet at the beginning, so he probably didn't recognize him.

After Bretta came out, Cheng Cheng handed him back the drink box hanging around his neck, and walked out of the room to the boxing ring downstairs.

After Cheng Cheng came back, when he walked into the room, Lin Mour was still checking Bretta's information.It's just that with the authority of the security department, you can only see some fur.

After Bretta went downstairs, he looked back upstairs with lingering fear. He was frequently tested and interrogated today, which made him feel very uneasy, so just at the end, he consciously mentioned the name of Colonel Klindauer, hoping to give His human identity adds some reliability.

Since he was mistaken for a human being and rescued from the laboratory half a year ago, he was sent to this base called Meeks.At the beginning, he just became a human, and he didn't understand human language at all. After some tests and judgments, he was determined to be an experimental subject from birth, and he had never been in contact with or learned the laws of human society or any basic common sense.

"This boy has been tested and has no problems. He is of Germanic origin, has a very high IQ, and the genetic test is SSS excellent. Unfortunately, he has no education at all. I think it is possible to apply for at least half a year of basic common sense education and a safe life guarantee adaptation period for him. Help him integrate into the life of the base as soon as possible, and be self-reliant through work." The staff in charge of testing at Meeks Base said to the famous young officer.

The handsome man with the appearance of a military officer standing by the window said calmly, "Do as you say."

"By the way, this little guy doesn't even have a name, should I choose one for him?"

"Bretta Easton." The man interrupted him, flashing a string of English in his memory.

"Huh? What?"

"He's called this." After the man in the military uniform finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the military cap on the table, put it on with his head slightly lowered, and left with his military boots, leaving a sentence, "If you can't apply, all fees will be deducted from me." .”

Lin Mour vaguely remembered this memory that was almost forgotten for him. After he led the team to destroy the Easton laboratory, he arranged for the eleven personnel who were forced to participate in the experiment to be sent to The Meeks Base, which was willing to accept these people, was delayed on the road for some time. After arriving at the Meeks Base, it only hurriedly learned about the situation of these rescued people, and soon left here to carry out the next more severe mission. Task.

It was also within a few months that he accidentally fell into danger and was wiped out in the tide of alien species in the Yashan base.

The blond curly-haired boy who glanced briefly from the laboratory at the beginning now vaguely remembers a little impression of the first meeting.

But even if the other party was rescued from Easton's laboratory by himself, Lin Mour did not have 100% trust in him and ruled out the suspicion.

An hour ago, he used the ID of the person in charge of the transfer to Youte to retrieve all the existing information of Bretta, a resident in the fourth east district of Mix Base.Including his first full-body examination and risk isolation observation data from entering Meeks base, as well as a series of genetic testing and determination data after that.

Lin Mour opened the data for a long time.

"What? Are you still holding on to that child?" Xiang You walked behind Lin Mour, who was checking the data in front of the virtual screen, and teased, "I heard from Cheng Cheng that this child is from the Easton Laboratory. The rescued one was named after you. I said it was called 'Bretta'."

Lin Mour didn't have any explanation for this misunderstanding, and just stared at Bretta's information on the Meeks base for more than half a year.

A boy who was judged to be an experimental product in the laboratory from birth, could not speak human language, did not understand any social common sense and rules, and was even indifferent to human emotion cognition.

The only things that can touch his emotions are the fear of death and the desire for food.

In the final analysis, he has only the only instinctive appeal of life to being alive.

Xiang You glanced at it by the way, and with his professional sensitivity of years of biological and heterogeneous research career, he aroused a lot of curiosity.

"I sighed before, this child is too clean, in this era of cataclysm, such a clean child is simply a treasure." Xiang You raised his eyebrows.

Lin Mour heard something unusual, and without moving his eyes, he turned his head slightly and asked, "How do you say it?"

Xiang You reached out his hand and called up Bretta's body test report, pointing to the data in some places and said to him: "Except for his emotional perception like a blank sheet of paper, as far as this body is concerned, it is still too clean."

"People born in this era, apart from the upper echelons of the major bases and those who live in the Meeks base, who can guarantee that there is no impurity in the food and water they eat? Animals and plants are infected and deformed, Even if humans hide in bases or underground shelters, they will more or less be contaminated with some pollution sources, or be affected by some radiation."

Xiang You said, stretched out his hand to push his wire-rimmed glasses, and continued: "But, this Bretta, he is as clean as if he has never been exposed to any impurities."

How could Lin Mourn have not thought of these things.

If it is a person who has been used as an experimental subject since childhood, he must have been injected with various drugs in the laboratory, and contains various physiological crises. It is absolutely impossible for Bretta to be in the current physical state.

Unless, he is not an experiment in Easton's laboratory at all.

So who is he?

What is the purpose of lurking into the laboratory disguised as a person who was arrested for experimentation?

Almost at the same time, he and Xiang You thought of something.

The one that has been offered a high price on the dark web all over the world - [Easton Experimental Body].

Lin Mourn thought again of the unknown corrosive liquid, and the mysterious man in the gray tweed coat who suddenly disappeared in the boxing ring today.After the mysterious man disappeared, Bretta happened to appear there.

Lin Mourning left Xiangyou's place in deep thought. He retrieved and copied the materials of Bretta and the eleven other rescued people and took them away.

Seeing this, Xiang You couldn't help sighing: "Your dark circles are so heavy, and you still stay up late."

Lin Mour turned a deaf ear to his teasing.

Bretta's "Alien Coke" sold well today, and was praised by Boss Xiong. He got ten dedication points and a free baked potato in the afternoon.

The carnival in the underground city does not distinguish between day and night. After ten o'clock in the evening, Bretta took a break with the others, took the elevator to the first floor, and walked to the place where he lived in the fourth district of the East.

There are almost no people in the residences in the [-]th district of the base at night. Everyone used to go back to the house early to rest early. After all, many mutant mutants are more active at night. No one can be sure that the defense of the base is foolproof and no aliens will invade.

In contrast, the slums are a little more lively, and some hidden small businesses always open at night.

The baked potatoes in the afternoon had already been digested. Bretta quickened her pace as she passed the slums, and found a window in a low shed area that was smelling of food. She probed inside and said, "Please give me a piece of roasted corn, thank you."

There are also some processed biscuits and tortillas in the oven.But those finely processed foods are more expensive.

During times of food scarcity, the most primitive forms of cooking became commonplace.

Gathering a piece of hot grilled corn that was only half in length, Bretta held it in both hands to keep warm, and eagerly lowered her head and opened her mouth to take a bite. Maybe it was roasted for too long, or the corn was picked a long time ago. It's hard, and it's a bit chipped.

But it was still very fragrant. Bretta was not picky about food, and walked towards home contentedly, eating while walking.

Fortunately, he was fast enough when he left the slum, and he didn't encounter robbers.

In the elevator in the East Fourth District, he gnawed corn all the way up the stairs, got out of the elevator, and then gnawed from the elevator entrance, passing the door of 2701, to his own door.

Lin Mour, who was flipping through the materials in the house, felt the tingling vibration of teeth rubbing against corn cobs getting closer and closer as soon as Bretta entered his perception range.

In the end, outside the door less than a few meters away from him, the continuous perception was as unbearable as if someone was using an electric drill to drill into his heart.

"Crack—" 2701's door was opened.

Hearing the sound, Bretta turned his head while nibbling on the corn cob, and said vaguely: "Sir, good evening..." His vague milk voice stopped immediately after seeing the expression on the man's face .

Because at this moment the man in the black sweater was looking down at him from above, his eyelids were always drooping sleepily, and his face was full of displeasure.

Bretta took a short break and stood upright, took out the corn cob in her mouth, handed it over a little bit carefully, and asked, "Sir, are you hungry too? I can share a bite for you."

Lin Mour didn't know why he suddenly opened the door and stood here. Now, seeing the baked black thing with some unclear transparent liquid in front of him, his face turned even darker.

He replied uncomfortably, "I'm not hungry."

"Oh!" Bretta quickly took back the food and put it in front of her for protection.

He thought to himself, although this gentleman smells delicious, it is better to eat corn on the cob, he is not picky eater.

"Is there anything else, sir? I need to enter the door code." Bretta reminded the other party tactfully.

"..."

Lin Mourn suddenly thought of something, glanced lazily at Bretta, and said casually: "Tell that little guy who said during the day that he would never dare to be quiet again at night."

Then he closed the door after seeing the child's face pale with fright with satisfaction.

Bretta was terrified. He didn't dare to get dizzy from hunger and climb the mezzanine of the roof to rush over to sniff Mr.'s smell to satisfy his hunger...

The author has something to say: No, you still dare. (demon whisper

感谢在2022-01-1016:11:59~2022-01-1116:38:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Qingbulang; 2 bottles of QwQ; 1 bottle of Jiamoer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!