Chapter 62: alienation

Even in the darkness, the eyes of the ink night are like glass, and his sight is like a flowing stream, passing through the nerves of Wu Yun.
Wu Yun’s heart was inexplicably missed.
It is clearly the eyes of Zhou Yu, but it has a completely different feeling, as if there is something that extends from the eyes and entangles the breath of Wu Yun.
"It's like this." Mo night smiled and straightened up.
Wu Yun took a breath and returned to God.
"Please don't make such a joke to me again in the future." Wu Yun cold channel.
"Of course. If I play with you, Zhou Yu will be unhappy." The tone of the ink night sounds like he really cares about Zhou Yu.
Because the hole is too dark. Wu Yun’s luminous stick fell off when he wrestled with the dead dahlia. He just followed the sound of the ink night, and his feet were cold and stumbled by a stone. He almost fell a big slap, but was walked in front of the ink night. Hold it.

Hey,
Mok smiled lightly.
You can’t die.

"Why can't I die?" Wu Yun, who stood firm, asked with a funny smile.
In Nibelungen, no one can guarantee that he will live to the end, whether he is Wu Yun or Zhou Yu.
"If you are dead, Zhou Yu will be sad."
Ink night turned and went, but did not continue to move forward.
"what happened?"
"Take you some light, afraid that you will break your head."
When I finished, I saw a faint blue light shining in front.
Then, a blue firefly flew to Wu Yun.
Wu Yun was so scared that the fireflies were attached to the top of the cave, and the road under his feet was illuminated.
"Don't be afraid, they won't hollow you out." Zhou Yu smiled at his face.
Wu Yunton lived, and Zhou Yu seems to come from another world.
They walked all the way, and the rock walls on both sides were getting narrower and narrower, as if they were going to swallow them all.
"What do you want from Zhou Yu?" Wu Yun asked.
"What would you do if I used him as my prey?"
"Kill you." Wu Yun's face sank.
"Ha ha ha..." Zhou Yu’s body of ink smiled and his shoulders trembled. It seems that I heard something extremely absurd joke.
"You think I am very self-reliant, right?" Wu Yun asked.
"Yes, it's very self-reliant. But this is also where I appreciate humans the most."
"what?"
"For the things that I think are important, even if we end up with all the consequences, it’s really amazing, even if we don’t do it ourselves."
Wu Yun looked at the back of Zhou Yu's tall and straight, and seemed to be able to see the lonely night.
"Tell me, what do you want from Zhou Yu?"
"He...is my nutrition..." Ink night answered.
Wu Yun can't tell if this is a joke or a truth.
"He is my only nutrition, I am like his parasite. If one day, the host is dead, then I can't live." Mo night smiled.
"This metaphor is really chic. I never thought that one day I would say it from the mouth of a s-class creature."
They went deeper and deeper, and the things on the stone wall made Wu Yun stunned.
There are many flower buds of dead dahlia growing on them, their petals are closed, and their size is much smaller than the one they saw before.
Even so, there are some small creatures in the cave. These creatures, like the former alienated field players, have scales on their backs, white eyes, no vision, and they should look like masterpieces of these flowers. They seem to be able to sense the existence of Wu Yun and the ink night, but they dare not approach.
"This is why you will be attracted. These dead dahlias need someone to be their subject, or nutrition." Mo night said.
"These...Is the flower buds the descendants of the giant dead dahlia?" Wu Yun was surprised.
"Yes." Ink night answered.
Wu Yun pulled out his gun to guard, and these flowers were likely to attack them at any time.
"Not so troublesome." Ink night extended his hand, stopped, closed his eyes, and an invisible force extended in all directions.
Wu Yun suddenly felt very stressed, and the heart seemed to be crushed.
The surrounding death dahlia seems to have been taken away from life, falling down and decaying on the ground.
"You... you killed them?" Wu Yun licked his nose. There is a strong rancid smell in the cave.
Ink night raised his brow slightly: "Not too... these dead dahlias are sick."
"What? I am sick? I heard this for the first time."
"We will leave as soon as possible." Ink night speeded up the pace, Wu Yun quickly caught up, ink night wearing Zhou Yu's respirator, reminded Wu Yun, "put on your respirator."
Wu Yun quickly put on, it seems that the ink night is not a joke.
"Does Nibelung's creatures get sick?" Wu Yun always thought that the creatures here would be able to live with the sky as long as there were no accidents.
"Of course. The night spirit on the night island is extinct because of the virus infection." Ink night replied, "And the death of the dahlia will seduce you, because its children are going to die. It must be Adequate nutrition continues to breed."
"It turned out to be."
"Maybe, it will be my turn soon." The sound of the ink night echoed in the hole, with a hint of magic, as if walking between the gaps of hell.
"what?"
At this time, there was a slight light in front, and they were going to the exit.
When they stepped out, Wu Yun lived.
In front of it is a wide field of wilderness, and the green grass is dotted with red flowers. When the wind blows, these small flowers fly away from the blades of grass and then fall into the air.
Look carefully to see that the little flowers are actually some kind of insects.
Although the scenery is beautiful, Wu Yun realized a serious problem. How do they go back?
And... Wu Yun glanced at the locator on his wrist.

Why does Dr. Turin’s biological information still have feedback?
Wu Yun raised his eyes and looked at the ink night.
"What? Have you seen the so-called Dr. Turin in that cave?"
"I am not sure, those people are mutated, and no one can recognize who is who."
Ink night dropped the players on the shoulders, closed his eyes and raised his face, as if he was feeling something.
Daddy, he quickly rushed back to the hole.
"Hey! Ink night! What are you doing! You know that it is Zhou Yu's body! Don't mess!"
Wu Yun quickly replaced the magazine and chased it up.
The running speed of the ink night is different from ordinary people. Wu Yun even thinks that he is going to fly.
The blue fireflies in the caves follow the ink night, like a layer of blue transparent smoke.
Wu Yun stepped on the residual leaves of the dead Dahlia flower bud, but fortunately he did not pick up the hood, otherwise it would be stinky.
They returned to the huge cave again.
Wu Yun was out of breath and finally caught up with the ink night.
The blue firefly illuminates this space.
Ink night looked up at his face, his brows were very tight.
The scene in front of me made Wu Yun stunned.
I saw that the heart of the dead dahlia that they thought had been killed by the ink night seemed to be struggling.
"What is that..." Wu Yunyu raised his eyes.
The first thing I saw was someone’s head, but it was full of mucus and could not be seen clearly.
The eyes of the ink night are wide, and a force spreads in the air, like a shock wave, generally flocking in all directions.
The air is still, Wu Yun feels strong pressure, his breathing is cursed in the throat, the heart is more powerful than usual to be able to beat, the brain can not think and can not analyze the current situation, even the finger has to touch the trigger Can't do it.
I only heard the sound of "哗啦", a person actually fell from the heart and fell to the ground.
He twitched, his fingers stiff, as if unable to breathe because of the ability of the night.
The ink night went over and lifted his foot on his head, his face was cold and ruthless. This is the first time Wu Yun saw the expression of ink night.
The guy who was stepping on him suddenly raised his hand and buckled the ankle of the ink night, preventing the ink from working hard at night.
Wu Yun discovered the tracker on the guy's arm and said: "He is Dr. Turin!"
"He is not here now." In the night, Mok lifted his foot and broke away from Turin's and stepped on it.
auzw.com But he was hiding, and the feet of the ink night were in his ear.
Turin jumped up, sensitive and quickly, unlike humans, he went out.
Instead of running along the ground, he crawled quickly along the wall and into a stone cave in a blink of an eye.
"What the is going on! Is it alienated like the field players?" Wu Yun has never seen such a scene.
"He was really chosen by the dead dahlia."
The night of the ink closed his eyes, and the blue-light fireflies, like the ties, slammed in the holes and suddenly accelerated, rushing into the cave where Turin escaped.
After a dozen seconds, the blue-light fireflies flew back from another cave, and they were kneeling beside the night.
"What happened? Are you sending them to kill Dr. Turin?" Wu Yun asked.
"Yes, but unfortunately failed. The distance between me and Zhou Yu is too far, and since I was infected by Zhou Yu's spinal fluid, the power could not be fully applied." The night turned and went toward the exit. "Let's go, let's go. go back."
"Go back? How come back? Can you call the helicopter back?"
Wu Yun left with the ink night, and the player who was thrown by them was still in a coma.
Wu Yun touched his neck and pulse.
"Sorry, I don't have a radio function. But it's okay to take you on a flight."
After that, the giant birds that had attacked Wu Yun had glided from the sky and fell in front of them.
Wu Yun was nervously aiming at the muzzle, and the ink night came to it in an unhurried manner.
It obediently lowered his head to the night of the ink, and the night of the ink covered the palms, gently touched, as if he was affirming each other.
"Go up." Ink night turned to Wu Yunyang to raise his chin.
Wu Yun thinks that the ink night is a s-class creature, and he has the ability to manipulate lower organisms.
"So Dr. Turin... What will he do?" Wu Yun asked with some concern.
Ink night turned and looked at the hole that came out of them: "I don't know... The world here is changing. And Dr. Turin, I am even here, you are part of this change."

Ink night came down, and a fainted player was smashed up and tied with a rope on the giant bird. Wu Yun also crossed the giant bird's back, and then they really flew up.
The wind speed is very high, Wu Yun must force the wing bone of the giant bird to barely fall.
When they flew over the woods, they could see the periphery of the base, and the giant birds suddenly began to fall.
"What's wrong? We haven't arrived yet..."
On the side of Wu Yun’s face, he found that the night of the ink was half-squinting and looked very sleepy.
"Hey! Ink night!"
Seeing that the ink night is about to fall, Wu Yun will hold him.
"I... my energy has reached the limit... help me... help me bring Zhou Yu back..."
"what?"
The giant bird plunged rapidly, and Wu Yun’s face was almost blown away by the wind, just like a roller coaster.
When the giant bird slammed down, Wu Yun's internal organs were about to turn down.
He untied the ropes that bound them in the night, and the three men fell down. Feeling lighter, the giant bird flew away in two steps.
Wu Yun exhaled a breath, turned his face and watched the giant bird fly farther and farther.
And the base... is still far away.
"Mom..." Wu Yun swayed and got up, worried to come to Zhou Yu's side, determined his breathing pulse, and found that he was temporarily okay, finally relieved.
But how can he carry two unconscious guys back to the base?
At this time, Song Zhi in the office received urgent news from the department that studied the ink night.
"Mr. Song! That s-class creature... ink night... his signs are not normal!"
Song’s finger, which is holding a teacup, is stiff:
Is not normal? How is it not normal?

"Before his body temperature has been kept at human temperature, but after scanning, his temperature has dropped below 30 degrees Celsius... his breathing is slow, his heart rate is also decreasing... it’s like all the functions of the body In recession..."
"Listen, it is absolutely not allowed to open that room! You can't approach him!" Song sent the teacup down and quickly walked out the door.
"Yes, sir!"
"How long has he been in this state?"
"After Zhou Yu came to see him before he performed his mission, he was lying on his bed and didn't move."
A few minutes later, Song Zhi rushed to the room in the ink night, looking at him through the glass.
According to the scan results, his body temperature has dropped to 18 degrees Celsius, and even the heart rate has slowed down to 12 seconds each time.
Song did not speak. He knew very well that this distance was enough to read his thoughts in the night and it was enough to convey his thoughts.
After ten seconds passed, the ink night was like testing the patience of Song, and Song did not receive any information.
Song Zhiyu raised his eyes. From this angle, he could only see the soft black hair of the ink night and the side back.
In the night, what do you want to do?
At this time, the monitor told Song Zhi that the body temperature of the ink night had dropped below ten degrees Celsius, and the heartbeat almost stopped.
This made Song Zhi really worried.
Is it because Zhou Yu's spinal fluid has not been able to be metabolized from the body of the ink night, causing his body to decline?
Song Zhi put his palm on the glass: What do you want to do?
The night of the sleepy night suddenly said: "Zhou Yu is two kilometers away from the northwest of the base... Send someone to save him..."
His voice was conveyed to Song Zhi through monitoring.
Song Zhi stunned and said to the glass: "How do you know? How is this possible? Zhou Yu was sent to find Dr. Turin!"
And the sound of the ink night is coming again: go take him back, I need him...
The sound of the ink night is weak, and it is the first time that Song Zhi clearly felt his exhaustion and powerlessness.
At that moment, Song suddenly realized that from Zhou Yu back to the original world to this moment, the ink night did not absorb any nutrients. Even a higher creature can't survive without any ingestion. And for a few months, it may be the limit for the ink night.
Song Zhi immediately sent a helicopter to search for Zhou Yu in the direction of the night.
At this moment, Zhou Qing, who was observing the veins of the plants in front of the microscope, raised his eyes.
Some red blood is already in his eyes, and he observes various plant samples overnight.
Someone came to his side and put a cup on his hand: "You should have something to eat."
The sound of the warm sound began, and Zhou Qing focused on the tight heart and slowly evacuated. He left the microscope, straightened his back, and turned his face to the side, facing the face of Bai Yingting Qing Jun.
"White Professor..."
"Can tell me, what makes you sleepless? You have been observing these plants for a long time." Bai Yingting sat on the corner of Zhou Qing's desk. His legs were long, and the posture was elegant and leisurely.
Zhou Qing looked up at his chin, and he knew very well that he had not had much time left. If the glioma relapses, Dr. Daniel may not be able to perform surgery on him accurately. And the more the number of operations, the more damage his brain suffers. So he always thought of doing as much research as possible in a limited time.
Among the many researchers, perhaps only Bai Yingting is the only person who can understand him and communicate with him in this field.
Zhou Qing pushed all the three plant samples in front of Bai Yingting.

These are samples of the sage, e-class, belonging to plants that are completely incapable of autonomy and animal nerves.

"I know." Bai Yingting nodded. "These three samples, the first one taken from the lived sage, were brought back after freezing.
The second is taken from the sage that is losing vitality. The last one is the completely dead Swallowtail. What did you find from these three samples?

"We all thought that the plants of Nibelungen will continue to grow as long as there is no excessive sunshine, rain and other biological damage. Their lives can last for thousands of years."
"Yes. This is why we came here to study and want to crack their longevity passwords and apply them to humans."
"But these sages... The second sample, its sunshine, rain, soil environment, and humidity, temperature and the location of the first sample are not much different, so what is the reason it is withering? As for the third The same is true for the dead sage sample. I have been looking for the cause of death of the sage, and then I found... there is some black spot in the veins of the withered sage. As for the dead sage, it is almost The black spots completely eroded!
Zhou Qing’s eyes looked at Bai Yingting very brightly, and he waited for Bai Yingting to respond to himself.
"Are you testing these black spots?"

In the beginning, I thought this spot is like the traces of plants in our world that are yellowing or being wormed by lack of certain nutrients, but after the test... I think this is a kind of virus! Not only that, after me The observation of the different decay stages of the same species of plants, I think that a virus is likely to be spreading in Nibelungen. Once infected with this virus, the creatures here... at least these plants will lose their healing power. Constantly weakened and finally died."

Lost self-healing ability?
Bai Yingting’s elegant brow squinted slightly.
This made Zhou Qing nervous, is not his own guess is not accepted by the other party.
Although this is the conclusion that was made after observing and testing numerous plants, it was based on quantification but was not fully justified.
"In our world, humans, ordinary creatures, all have certain immunity, which allows us to fight disease. But once infected with diseases that attack the immune system, the situation is very difficult, such as HIV virus We assume that... there is a similar virus in this world... So how many creatures will be infected?
Bai Yingting looked at Zhou Qing,
You only observe e-class or d-class plants, then higher plants. What about other creatures? Can they resist the virus? If it can't resist, is it possible for the creature to evolve another form of resistance against this virus?"
Zhou Qing lived, and he did not think that Bai Yingting’s thinking went farther than himself.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Bai Yingting held the table with one hand and leaned toward Zhou Qing.
"Because..." Zhou Qing did not know how to describe his feelings.
"Because I am more likely to keep up with your thoughts than other unimaginative ordinary people?" Bai Yingting smiled.
"Yes." Zhou Qing nodded. "And in order to verify my guess... I need more plant samples, not just e-level... there is a higher level!"
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