"What, you have nothing to do?" Mo Jue hands half at a loss "I … what should I do? Will I die? "
"Are you afraid of death?" Kelan stared at her eyes and asked slowly.
"At present, this’ erosion’ … method is being treated, right?" Mo Jue took a few deep breaths and asked as gently as possible.
Kelan nodded noncommittally.
Although Herouni may be able to prevent the erosion from deepening by deleting memory, to do that kind of exercise, the eroded person must be put into a deep sleep state … and once he enters the deep sleep, Kelan thinks that Mo Jue will probably dream of the "frightening star" like Heroni.
At that time, I’m afraid it’s impossible to save people even if the memory of the eroded person is deleted completely.
Although Kelan has not "seen" the star described in the recording of Heroni, it is like putting the mass of the whole vast star on Kelan’s consciousness when Kelan makes the sacred word come from "He" … This feeling is difficult to describe accurately in words, but Kelan’s subconscious keeps telling him that the two are the same.
When Heroni saw that "star of terror", it could be understood that it was "his" sight-what’s the classic saying? When you look at the abyss, the abyss looks at you.
When Heroni saw the star, it was equivalent to his sight sweeping through Heroni … In common parlance, the hunter "He" had stared at the prey "Heroni" who accidentally entered the hunter’s field of vision. At this time, it was impossible for the prey to retreat from the hunter’s field of vision without knowing anything.
"I’m not afraid of death," Mo Jue said to Kelan. "In fact, as soon as I followed you into the depths of the forest, I thought I would die in this place."
"But" Mo Jue changed the subject. "Even if I die, I hope to die with dignity, instead of being taken as an experimental object and the operating table being dismantled by a group of white coats … I can’t live without dying."
"… do you think I will take you as experimental material?" Kelan tugged at the corners of her mouth and had to say that Mo Jue’s divergent thinking is also wide enough-but from her perspective, it is quite reasonable to think so.
If Heroni can repair the "Shaojiang Reform" frigate and return to the Ark, the first choice of the undead crew will definitely not be to kill him but to control him … The crew members themselves are also suffering from erosion. With such a high degree of erosion and being watched by "He", the undead crew will definitely spare no effort to study it.
What’s more, Khruni still carries the "secret" from the foggy forest.
It is easy for people to create an eroded person who is on the verge of a critical point, but it is difficult to create an eroded person who is "so excellent" … Most people will undergo a high degree of physical variation as his crew for a short time after accepting the "taboo knowledge", and finally turn into an "eroded skeleton".
Even the symbionts inserted with alpha gene fragments through gene editing engineering have two people, Ke Lan and the Prophet, who can live for a long time, while the "mortal body" like Khruni has been severely eroded for a whole year, which can be said to be one in a million.
For Mo Jue, the representative of Ke Lan and his group is the official Ark floor of the Ark, and it is really possible that Mo Jue will be taken as the experimental material for studying human erosion.
Although her value is almost thousands of miles worse than that of Heroni … The key is Mo Jue, and she doesn’t know that the undead crew will be able to mass-produce this "experimental material".
"Won’t it?" Mo Jue slowly stepped back as he spoke, and then quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist and held it to his temple.
She draws a gun quickly, but she has the ability to stop and stop, but the word "fast" is irrelevant to Kelan’s eyes. Her whole set of movements is disassembled into dozens of frames by Kelan, and every frame Kelan has a chance to take the gun from her hand.
But Koran didn’t do it … Strength to suppress the other party will make the other party even more distrustful of themselves.
The next exploration process is still a long time. If Ke Lan still hopes to do well with this "lumberjack", no matter the strength of the other side, it is better to have one more credible teammate than one less, even if the other side can talk with himself, it is better than wandering in the lonely forest alone.
"I’d rather die here if you bring me back to the ark alive." Mo Jue was a little taller and pulled the trigger and index finger slightly.
Kelan can see that she will not hesitate to pull the trigger if she wants to show a little attempt to bring Mo Jue back to "research"
"Then you can rest assured that I don’t like the guys in the research institute … they used to try to take me as the research object. I can understand your feelings. Can you put the gun down first?" Kelan persuaded
"No, I … I can’t believe you … I …" Mo Jue wanted to talk to Kelan about the terms, but when she was ready to talk, she found that she didn’t know what to talk about.
Mo Jue’s only bargaining chip has his own life … but the problem is that Kelan can’t come up with chips over there
Oral assurances can reassure her, and even if she goes back to her temple with a gun at all times, there are several ways to disarm her safely in the ark.
"All right, if you really want to die, then I have no problem with it." Kelan suddenly gave up persuasion and shrugged his shoulders and made a "go ahead" move to Mo Jue.
Mo Jue was stupefied for a moment, and then her face showed a little puzzled expression, but she didn’t ask Kelan why his attitude changed so quickly, so she said easily, "Then you should stay away a little and be careful to be splashed with blood and brains."
The pistol in her hand is a large-caliber hunting pistol. If you shoot it in the head, don’t say a hole. It’s estimated that half a brain will be blown off.
Of course, it is more likely to burst like a watermelon that has been dropped.
The heart hesitated for only half a second and Mo Jue pulled the trigger.
The gun didn’t go off and her head didn’t explode like a watermelon.
She was a little startled to lift the pistol to the front, pull out the magazine and pull the sleeve inside and out to check it again.
There was nothing wrong with the gun body, and she even tried to shoot a gun at the wall. The gun shook like thunder, and a hole was made in the metal lining of the large-caliber armor-piercing bullet.
What just happened?
Mo Jue didn’t think about it. She pointed the gun at her head again, gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger.
The gun still didn’t go off
When the first suicide failed, the impulse had already faded by half. When she pulled the trigger on herself for the second time, her hand was shaking slightly. Now she suddenly found that she didn’t even have the courage to check the pistol again.
"You tampered with it, didn’t you?" Mo Jue looked up at Koran and asked
She’s right. It’s very easy to let a purely mechanical pistol fire with the help of Zeluo’s ability. Koran can even directly hold Mo Jue in place and then slowly walk up to her and take the gun from her hand.
"Do you think you have the ability to resist? I think you can’t even commit suicide. You might as well try to trust me once. I will never hand you over to the research institute or any other scientific research institution, and I won’t use you as experimental material."
There’s still a word that actually Kelan didn’t say that Mo Jue’s ability to resist erosion is just that after listening to these deleted recordings, her body has already changed. Then there’s a big chance that she won’t be able to hold on to Kelan and them out of the foggy forest …
Just like that Jack Garcia … her time is running out.
"…" Mo Jue stared at Kelan with wide eyes for several seconds before he dropped his pistol and sat down in some frustration.
"Even if you don’t treat me as experimental material … then why don’t you let me die? Dr. Liu in the recording has made it very clear that this kind of’ disease’ is not ruled by law, and human medical technology can’t even extend my life … I know I can live in a few days. "
Kelan sighed. Although he didn’t say that hurtful truth just now, Mo Jue clearly knew it in his heart.
"Are you not even afraid of death and afraid of the process of dying?" Ke Lan stepped forward and pulled Mo Jue up from the ground. "Humans have no treatment, but that doesn’t mean that there is no Alpha. Maybe there is a way to delay the erosion process in the core of the fog forest."
"Are you comforting me?" Mo Jue revealed a miserable smile.
"What do you think?" Kelan said, "But I don’t think people can ever give up hope until the last moment … Rest assured that if you really want to become that monster in the end, I will help you out."
"I hope you won’t break your word …"
"Ivan, the doctor Mao who just got separated from us, you should have noticed his mechanical arm, right?" Ke Lan said
Mo Jue nodded and said, "Did he replace his arm with a Seberg prosthetic for the convenience of performing surgical exercises in the wild?"
"No, his original arm was infected by erosive cells."
When she heard the word "erosion", Mo Jue’s expression changed dramatically-a paratrooper from hell. She knew that there was not a lot of information. During her service, she fought in the war, and more than the targets were members of heretical sects or settlements.
Anyone who knows something about the erosion species of heretical sects knows that infection and parasitism by the erosion species belong to the real "incurable disease". Even though Ark has mastered the method of restraining erosion species, there is still no way to save those "devices".
