Vol 8 Chapter 1755: out of control?

The structure is similar to the interrogation room, with silver tables and silver chairs, and a mysterious individual leaning against the inside covered with insulating tape.
The scene in front of me is easy to produce a kind of'thinking misleading'.
Let the vast majority of individuals who accept the "out of control test" think that the process of "seating" will become the initial behavior of the "test", and they will naturally sit on the vacant silver seats.
But since Han Dong stepped into the hut, he didn't make any movement and stood quietly at the door.
Although his eyes were fixed on the individual covered with insulating tape and the silver seat left for him, he still did not take a seat.
Stay still, even breathing gradually slows down.
【Off-site-Surveillance Area】
Mr. M, who had just completed negotiations with Charles, also rushed here to personally monitor the testing status of Han Dong and others.
"How is Han Dong's contact with the original derivative?"
"The tester remained still since entering the door, and the time has elapsed for 3 minutes and 21 seconds.
However, standing still cannot solve the problem.
"Origonal-03-I" also has the tendency to actively erode the intention. If the target does not take the initiative to capture the net, it will definitely take action. Once there is a problem, is it us or you..."
"If there is any problem, I will suppress it myself.
It's just that Han Dong stood still, not thinking about or avoiding problems, but "observing."
Maybe he will act in advance. "
…
"I see…"
A smile appeared on Han Dong's face and finally moved.
The left arm slowly raised at a rather slow speed.
Han Dong's whole body became thinner during the period of raising his arms, feeling that the body's water, fat and basic protein were rapidly passing away.
but.
This does not come from the influence of those who are out of control, but the subjective change of Han Dong.
When the left arm was raised to the height of the shoulder, Han Dong had turned into a mummy, and his breathing and heartbeat had stopped.
A burst of thick death air surrounded the whole body.
It was the "state of death" that Han Dong deliberately entered to deal with the current runaway test.
Withered fingers tapped lightly on the wall.
The joints collide with the wall, making a rhythmic percussion:
"Tik-tak~Tik-tak~
Time is passing by second by second, let us stop wasting time, okay? Mr. Silver, or Mr. Silver.
This botched inducement trap did not do much to me. "
The voice just fell.
The insulating bandages were scattered all over the place, and there was no living body wrapped in it at all.
At this time,
The silver handcuffs, silver table, and silver bench began to turn into a kind of fluid liquid, and a humanoid figure gathered in the center of the cabin.
Tilting his head, he stared at Han Dong at the door with a weird expression.
It seems that it doesn't quite understand why the ‘prey’ is in a state of complete death, so many of its effects cannot take effect normally.
The hoarse is similar to the sound of insect crawling, crawling out of Han Dong's throat:
"You seem to be able to perform super-speed assimilation on the soul level of any living body,
Once infected with your silver quality, even a momentary contact will quickly penetrate into the soul... But ~ now I, even the soul is dead.
What would you do?
In other words, you should be able to understand and understand what I am saying, right? "
This kind of discourse, which is similar to the radical method, seems to have achieved the desired effect.
Buzzing~
At the center of the silver individual's face, there were regular ripples, and at the same time bursts of incomprehensible sound waves were emitted.
Taking some uncoordinated steps, he took the initiative to lean towards Han Dong.
Each step will leave a pool of silver liquid on the ground, and these liquids will respond to the rhythm of the sound waves.
It seems to want to forcibly inject silver into Han Dong's body, and directly shred the flesh through sound wave resonance, even if the opponent is a dead body, it can achieve the same effect.
despair! Came within the attack range.
Huh~
A hand knife was directly pierced into Han Dong's abdominal cavity, and a stream of cold silver fluid quickly flowed into the body.
Dididi!
An alarm sounded from the monitoring room.
Data feedback from the tights worn by Han Dong showed that the "out-of-control value" is growing rapidly.
"The individual is being assimilated by Origonal-03-I, and the out-of-control value has reached the containment standard! The target and the third test room are requested to be completely cleared."
The staff who saw this scene concluded that Han Dong was out of help, and even if he survived, he would surely turn into an out-of-control derivative.
"and many more."
Mr. M motioned to the staff not to worry, and at the same time asked:
What is the "out-of-control value" of "Origonal-03-I?" "
"As the first-generation direct derivative of the original version, its out-of-control value is between "800-1200". "
"Look at Han Dong's current out-of-control value."
With the reminder of Mr. M.
The staff stared at the values ​​on the display one by one, all dumbfounded.
Han Dong’s current out-of-control value has reached a terrible 1360, and it continues to increase...Speaking of theory, Han Dong, as the assimilated person, cannot surpass the assimilation subject in his out-of-control value.
"What the is this?"
Mr. M gave a rare smile: "There is a good show to watch..."
…
Inside the test cabin.
The silver has spread to many parts of Han Dong's body.
The arms and torso are covered by large silver spots.
But when the silver fluid wanted to invade the most critical brain, it was stuck in the neck and couldn't continue upward... it was like the neck was filled with dense, incapable of assimilation of soft material.
A substance that Origonal-03-I has never seen before.
At this time, Han Dong spoke again.
Because the throat is full of things,
While speaking, soft, tiny tentacles also overflowed from the throat and floated in the air. The sound was filtered by the tentacles to form a high and low, sly and paradoxical voice:
"Sure enough, this is not pure silver... but a silver-like substance, or a special substance with both physical and spiritual properties.
You should be the product of someone who is out of control, right?
Once touched, it will instantly erode to the soul level, even if only a little bit remains in the soul, it can spread and assimilate the whole body silently.
Unfortunately, it didn't work for me. "
The voice fell.
Han Dong has turned into a faceless person, with tentacles squirming crazily in the back of his head.
I wanted to add some laughter as a ‘seasoning’, but after thinking about it, it’s fine.
If the monitors are allowed to hear the laughter, UU reading www.uukanshu.com may have serious consequences, and Han Dong does not want to waste time dealing with other problems.
呯呯呯~
The sound of broken monitors came one after another.
The tiny tentacles have all cut off the monitoring screen to prevent the transmission of "visual pollution" that is occurring.
With the screen all interrupted,
The only thing I can get is the "runaway value" passed back from the costume, which has reached the terrible [5000].
After a while.
The out-of-control value no longer increases but it reverts to [0] within a few seconds.
When Mr. M led a group of heavily armed staff to open the lockout door of the test room.
I saw Han Dongzheng leaning against the door and greeted Mr. M with a smile.
All the silver-like substances have evaporated and disappeared, leaving nothing behind.