Chapter 2206: Decadent dream

Constantine was falling in the blank sky.
This place is similar to and different from the country of dreams. The dreams of dying people are often filled with the most precious memories of their lives.
In the process of falling, his vision was almost blocked by the densely packed branches and leaves, like a blank paper with several pots of green paint.
At first he felt like he was descending with a vine, but at some point he was empty-handed. Gravity turned him into a meteorite, hitting the leaves and branches along the way, making a crackling sound.
Constantine knew why the army did not recommend skydiving above the rainforest, because it was really not a good experience, even though he didn't even carry an umbrella, it was more like a free fall.
"Stab!"
Suddenly he was like hitting a layer of wallpaper full of greenery, breaking it and entering a new level, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
Although he had blessed the protective spell, this one was still too cruel. For a long time, he was like a frog on the dissecting platform, lying on the ground without any relief.
"Pooh!"
Zha Kang vomited a small mouthful of blood and tried his best to turn himself over. He looked to the sky. The paper was healing where he fell.
At this time, a little grasshopper jumped onto a blade of grass, looked at him contemptuously, then swished into the grass nest not far away.
The place where the crash occurred was surrounded by dense green plants, most of which were wetland species such as calamus. This is a solid land rarely found in a swamp.
The touch, smell, temperature, everything seemed extremely real, but Constantine knew that this was always a dream in a dream.
He got up and took out the wine bottle from the windbreaker to drink, but the impact of the fall broke it. He had no choice but to lick his coat with his tongue, and licked the damp smell in his pocket. .
Like the upper head, he twisted his neck and recovered, and the blood of the devil burned in his chest, making him like a demon engine that would explode at any time.
He crawled for a few steps in a half-squatting posture. He heard the sound of water not far away, and at the same time smelled the familiar odor of the swamp. He pulled away the tall grass blocking his vision and spied like a Viet Cong.
It was a piece of stagnant water. Not far away, a white-haired woman in jeans was wading into the lake. The sound of the water was also made during her steps.
This woman is Abby Akain, or rather, her young self in her dreams, who has not been transformed into a corrupted black spokesperson.
She didn't seem to hear the sound of Zha Kang falling, at least in her dream, Constantine did not exist in her memory at this point in time, so she was subjectively ignored.
Zha Kang is there. This is an objective fact, but this is the conflict between'objective existence' and'subjective nonexistence' in the dream.
Constantine made no sound. He reached out to his pocket and touched the cigarette. As a result, the cigarettes were all broken into three-section sticks. He could barely grab a small piece and put it in his mouth to light it with a curse.
Because at this moment, waves appeared on the lake not far in front of Abby, and a huge green monster gradually rose from the lake surface, and the algae and duckweed on the green water surface became entangled with him.
This is the swamp monster in her memory, that is, Alec Holland, her future husband.
"Ah, I remember. The old man told me how they met. This is how they met when they first met." Constantine spit out the tobacco scum in his mouth and muttered to himself: "Sure enough, for her, even seeing a monster, is the first sight one of the most beautiful memories?"
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Alec was actually an otaku scientist back then, working in a mysterious chemical factory, working to develop a new generation of herbicides.
There was a little accident in the experiment, and the finished product he developed had great results.
How good is it? About as many compounds as a wine bottle can wipe out all the plants in a park.
During the Vietnam War, the US military had eaten up enough of the forest guerrillas and decided to destroy all the forests in northern Vietnam. Therefore, American scientists invented the infamous defoliant ‘agent orange’.
That kind of thing can effectively kill all plants after being sprayed by an airplane, and when the guerrillas hiding in the forest come into contact with this poisonous agent, which is tetrachlorodibenzodioxin, people will also live in the future. It's better to die.
And the new herbicide invented by Alec, the effect is probably tens of thousands of times higher than that of Agent Orange, and it has no obvious side effects on humans.
It’s just that the herbicide was supposed to be weeding. You killed all other trees and flowers indiscriminately, which obviously failed...
And since the day that the compound was invented, Alec began to have various hallucinations. He found that the flowers and trees on the roadside were talking to him, persuading him not to kill them, even when he was cooking, the chopping board The tomatoes on the table will also scream when they are dying.
He was a staunch materialist at that time and didn't know what the green of all things was. He felt that he was suffering from mental illness due to excessive fatigue.
So he went to the big city to find an expert to help him see a doctor, prescribed various pills, and poured a lot of them into his mouth when he went home.
It's a pity that those medicines are useless, and even after taking the medicine, he felt that his condition became more serious, because the wooden furniture at home had survived, so he had to negotiate a condition with him to destroy the herbicide samples and materials, the green of everything Willing to provide him with a more stable and generous job.
After being kidnapped by the sofa at home, he could only agree to these "phantom" conditions, not to mention that he himself felt that this product was a failure, so he went to a showdown with the company boss the next day and planned to destroy all current scientific research products. Then start again.
By the way, his boss is a talent of Gotham ancestry, and people have long been attracted to his invention.
"How much money can you make from selling herbicides in a year? The research and development costs you put into it will cost you nothing? Therefore, the company is not in the herbicide business. Change these chemicals into packaging, and we will make biochemical weapons!"
Yes, the boss intends to mass-produce these products and then sell them to the international market~EbookFREE.me~ to the enthusiastic bearded men in the Middle East or the black uncles in Africa, for diamonds or gold that everyone loves.
Alec didn't want to cooperate with international terrorists, so he pretended to be submissive and secretly ran away with samples and information.
As a result, he was a scientist, not working in all fours, no grains, and ignorant of escape and concealment. As soon as he left the house, his rear foot was discovered by the boss, and he sent his bodyguards to recover those things.
Alec drove the car on the road and called the FBI. When he reported his boss, he also attached part of the scientific research results via email to confirm him. As a result, the bodyguards chased him, and the two sides started racing in the forest and swamp.
How could he be the opponent of professional thugs, who never exceeded the speed when driving? After the two cars were pinned by the other side's head, he slammed the steering wheel in a panic, stepped on the accelerator pedal, and even the people and the car sank into a swamp.
Even with the herbicide samples and formula he invented, it turned into a splash.
As we all know, there is no way to save a person who is completely trapped in a swamp.
However, Alec, who drowned after sinking to the bottom, accidentally reached the terms of the deal for the Green of Everything.
The psychotropic drugs he ate during his lifetime had a special reaction with the herbicides broken in the car accident. With the help of the green of all things, he was reborn as a swamp monster.
This is probably what happened to the swamp monster, and the stories of each parallel universe are similar.
After the death of "Alec" on the surface, the FBI who received the report before naturally sent someone to investigate the matter. The informant who said that the good informant is gone, and the other party still has biochemical weapons in his hands. How can we not investigate this? ?
So they sent a team, and Abby Akain was one of the newcomers.