[Doomsday] The protagonist does not want to save the world

There was a beeping sound from the phone.Duanze's strong breath also dissipated, he lay on the restraint chair, his eyes were loose, and he was breathing rapidly.Just now, the fear of being drowned and the feeling of suffocation surged, and the too tight restraint belt made him unable to even curl up his body.

"The 37th round of adaptive simulation is over, and the radiation fluctuation that the subject can withstand is level 7." The experiment interrupted by this call continued.

"Did you only raise one level in 37 rounds? The highest level is level 1." A researcher with a still young face whispered, while re-attaching the test patch to Duanze, the black eye mask was fixed on Duanze. Ze's eyes, blocking all his vision.Immediately followed by shielding are the senses of hearing, smell, taste, and perception.

It was as if he had been suddenly thrown into a void where he could curl up and fear with abandon.But Duanze didn't, he stood up again without strength, facing the darkness, he knew that the invisible opponent was approaching.

Another older researcher shook his head, looking at Duanze as if looking at an object, "Do you know what level 3 means, it means a level that ordinary people can bear."

"Level 4 is the highest level of tolerance for humans who have been trained before. It will be difficult to increase after that."

"But the initial tolerance level of S179 is level 6." It can be said that S179 is currently the most likely to grow to withstand level 10 radiation fluctuations.

The unclaimed sea areas stipulated in the Convention were delineated by international joint organizations decades ago.And this sea area, which is located between the two largest land plates on land and covers an area of ​​23.8 square kilometers, has gradually expanded to 345.6 million square kilometers in the past few decades.

The alias of this sea area is an absolute forbidden area, which cannot be approached or touched.Some fishermen who accidentally broke into the cordon either never returned, or died "accidentally" after returning safely.

After research by scientific research institutes in various countries around the world, it was found that the cause of the anomaly in this sea area is a special radiation fluctuation covering this sea area.

The closer to the center of the restricted area, the greater the frequency of fluctuations, and the very center of the frequency is the highest level 10 radiation fluctuation.It is this radiation fluctuation that is simulated by the equipment in this laboratory.

"According to the observation results of Level 3 experimental subjects, the hallucinations they have after connecting to the simulator are mostly things they yearn for in life."

"As for level 4 test subjects, the hallucinations after accessing the simulator are the most frightening things in life."

"Level 5 description, blank."

"Level 6 description, blank."

"Level 7, indistinguishable reality." This conclusion was not recounted to them by the test subjects. To be precise, all the experimental records were not directly recounted by the test subjects, but were summed up by observing the test subjects' reactions.

Because once the radiation fluctuations they are exposed to exceed the human body's load, they will die suddenly on the spot, so all the experimental subjects are executed prisoners and their clones.

The words of a very wicked person, a person who is about to die, cannot be heard, and their words cannot be trusted.

This nothingness began to have a sound, and Duanze was in the deep seabed in the blink of an eye, and that thing was calling him.Schools of silvery fishes swam past him, their long thin beaks and snakelike bodies like silver ribbons floating in the sea.

Duanze's consciousness began to blur. He followed the school of fish and took two steps forward, and the calling sound became clearer.Duanze didn't realize that his body also began to change, his arms were covered with silver scales, and even his lower body began to slowly turn into a fish tail.

The call was audible, in a language that would be unintelligible without differentiation, saying, "Come to me quickly, child."

Duanze's eyes were suddenly clear, and at the moment when he was sober, the illusion began to become blurred. He still had the strength to smile, and he didn't care if it could hear it, "The subspecies of fish are all wrong. , and want to deceive people."

This kind of whitebait does exist in this sea area, but it is another subspecies. Duanze must be vigilant all the time, using the subtle differences in these illusions as the anchor to maintain his sobriety—in order to approach it.

The subject of the experiment is Duan Ze, but he is also the experimenter.After confrontation time and time again, he and it's understanding of each other is increasing, just waiting for whoever grasps the other's weakness first will hit it with one blow.

As the illusion faded, Duanze felt that his blindfold was lifted, and he regained his vision in the next second, and his pupils shrank uncontrollably under the pale spotlight.

The younger researcher opened Duanze's eyelids and confirmed, "S179 behaves normally and can increase the frequency of radiation fluctuations to level 8."

Finally reached level 8, even Duanze breathed a sigh of relief.He gets a moment's respite as the researchers enter data on the computer, integrate it, analyze it, and draw graphs.Duanze turned his head sideways, watching every number and every curve on the screen.

The young researcher seemed to be stuck in some kind of problem, subconsciously biting his nails thinking, and even biting a little blood.Duanze's eyes moved from the screen to him, and suddenly froze.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Duan Ze said.

The young researcher grumbled, but didn't move.The elderly researcher was flipping through an experiment manual, and the only sound left in the laboratory was the sound of flipping through the book.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Duanze reiterated again.

The young researcher finally responded, he muttered, "It's really troublesome." Then he came over and opened the restraint belt for Duanze.The other experimental subjects did not have the treatment of going to the toilet. They could only lie on the experimental table for 24 hours, and the excretion port was connected by a catheter.

It's just that Duanze, the experimental subject, is too precious, and even has a cleanliness habit.In prison, in order not to sit on the ground, he maintained a standing posture for several days. If he was treated like other experimental subjects, everyone believed that he would not eat a sip of water or food until he was treated in the bathroom, or starve.

The moment the restraint was released, Duan Ze slammed the young researcher away with his shoulder, and then bit the scalpel on the experimental table with his teeth.

The moment the researcher struggled to sit up, the knife cut deeply across his throat.Blood spurted out from the wound like a fountain, and Duan Ze's body was splashed with blood.

"Ho ho." The researcher screamed on the ground holding his wound. His trachea was damaged and he could no longer make a sound. He finally kicked his legs and died.

The movement here finally attracted the attention of another elderly researcher, and the continuous sound of flipping books stopped.He walked towards the bloody area, one after another, like a machine that was stuck, but soon, he walked faster and faster, and finally arrived in front of Duanze in an instant.

The knife in Duanze's mouth was still dripping blood. He squatted halfway on the corpse and stared at the other's red and dull eyes. The knife in his mouth changed direction, facing the rushing zombie.

Then there was a huge impact, and Duanze was knocked nearly ten meters away, and his back hit the wall hard.With a toothache cracking sound, Duanze knew that his ribs were broken.

But from the beginning to the end, Ze was biting the knife tightly, even if the blood spilled from his lips, he did not let go.

The knife passed through the front of the zombie with momentum, and the zombie's face was only one centimeter away from Duanze.

The second zombie also died.

Duanze's back was covered in cold sweat, but he couldn't fall down yet.His hands were handcuffed behind his back, but the key to the handcuffs was on the lieutenant general.This means that in the next time, he must escape with this pair of handcuffs.

The knife was pulled out again and bit into his mouth.Outside the door, there were louder and louder knocking sounds—the worst situation has already happened, the interior of the base headquarters was infected by the T virus.

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"Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di." The detection instrument issued a rapid alarm sound, and the curve on the screen had risen to the critical point of the dangerous red line.

The young researcher recorded the subject's reaction, dilated pupils and rapid heartbeat, as if he had been hit in the ribs during the experimental scene.

"He may not be able to survive." The young researcher said, the other party did not wake up within an hour after the experiment started, and he could only see his increasingly pale face and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

One hour is the critical point. Once it is exceeded, it means that it is very likely to be defeated like this, and it will never wake up again.

"I don't understand why we can't use those experimental subjects who have been injected with the T virus." Those experimental subjects are obviously more physically fit and less likely to be tortured by pain.

"Because the endurance of the experimental subjects is level 0." The older researcher said, "Without one exception, they completely lost consciousness without even struggling."

He came over and rolled Duanze's eyelids. "It seems that I can't hold on."

"Back up his memory and tell the cloning team to start cloning a new experimental subject." After the experimental subject is cloned, plus the memory of S179, there will be a new S179.This is why Duanze, who is full of crimes, must not be sentenced to death.

The opponent's ability to survive until now has far exceeded their expectations.As for why they didn't stop the experiment, if the other party could survive at the last moment, it would greatly reduce their experiment cost.

In the laboratory, the phone that had been hung up rang again. This phone has only one purpose.Before the two experimenters had time to react, a group of people rushed into the laboratory.

The instrument was suspended urgently, and the test patch on Duanze's body was also roughly removed.In the chaos, someone yelled, "Wake him up! Let him answer the phone! Quick! Or we won't be able to catch up!"

The wind on the roof is very strong.This student in Class 1 of the basic class at the base headquarters realized this fact very clearly.

He stood on the edge of the railing, separated by a height of hundreds of meters, the crowded crowd below became a densely packed dot.His heart is very cold.

i71 was leaning against the railing beside him, and the long beeping sound from inside made the student feel even more chilled.

Fortunately, the call finally got through.Seeing the kidnapper who caused a sensation in the base headquarters, he slowed down, "Hi, it's me."

i71 smiled again, his eyes were still so red that it made people tremble, but his voice could not be heard at all, as if this was just a long time no see greeting - in fact, it was only one week since their last call Hour.

"Are you still waiting for me?"

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The plot of this chapter is a bit long, let’s stop here _(:3」∠)_

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