Chapter 504 [Chapter Hidden in the Abyss] Forty-eight: Laboratory Horror (4)

From the moment he met Chen Yan, everything the little boy said had no logic or coherent purpose, until now it became like this - Chen Yan understood that it was really out of control.

Or perhaps before his arrival, the little boy was still on the verge of losing control, but his arrival and his "refuse to rescue" attitude became the straw that broke the camel's back.

The little boy in the small cubicle laboratory disappeared, and was replaced by a mass of indescribable "corruption", which was as sticky as paint and "pooled" on the floor, as if the entire ground had turned into a

A swollen "swamp" exuding a disgusting smell.

What's even more terrifying is that the "swamp" is rapidly expanding, and it's in front of Chen Yan in the blink of an eye!

When things got to this point, Chen Yan didn't care whether his "uncle" would hear the sound of the gunshot. He picked up the Egret-1 and fired two shots at the crack of the door——

"Boom! Boom!"

The 1-pound bullet empowered by the "Law of Conviction" exploded inside the rotten object, the rotten flesh melted in the dazzling light, and the high-pitched hissing sound as sharp as tinnitus almost tore Chen Yan's eardrums!

effective!

'hastily!'

Chen Yan had no time to cover his ears and used all his strength to load the Egret Type 1 again!

When he raised the gun and looked inside the door again, the rotten matter that emerged from the little boy's corruption was multiplying like a chemical reaction. In the blink of an eye, it had filled the cubicle of more than ten square meters!

'The regeneration rate is too fast!'

The swollen rotten matter touched the edge of the grid, and the resulting restriction continued to burn the swollen body.

But the rate of multiplication of rotten matter is obviously faster. Chen Yan didn't know how fast the cells of this thing had reached. He only saw that the speed of burning rotten matter in the room could not keep up with the speed of regeneration of rotten matter!

But the 1-pound "Law of Conviction" empowering bullets on his body were almost exhausted. When the North Bureau distributed them, there were only a few of them. Coupled with the previous consumption, Chen Yan still has 2 bullets left in his pocket.

Egret-type bullets!

'It doesn't matter if you finish the remaining two rounds, the key is that it doesn't work! Two more rounds won't change the situation!'

Chen Yan suddenly remembered the leader of the Moon Familiar clan who he burned to death in his apartment last Sunday night.

'That's right! I...I still have that kind of fire!'

'But I can't use it!'

Chen Yan remembered that when he was about to die, he bit the head of the leader of the Moon Familiar Tribe, and the "fire" appeared from his body.

‘Is [biting] a trigger?!’

Chen Yan looked at the huge thing in front of him that was like a mountain of meat and oozing pus, and it was really hard for him to eat.

While he was thinking, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the small cubicle laboratory under the searchlight.

'what?!'

The moment the black shadow appeared, a "wave" of synesthesia appeared in Chen Yan's heart——

["That person...what is he here for?"

"He's one of those students. He talks very little and looks like a ruthless character."

"Why did he take away the director's experimental report? How dare the director give it to him? The dean can't explain it!"

"Didn't I tell you last time, there was someone on top of those students!"

"This man looks strange. He smells like... he was fished out from the bottom of the Smoky Lake before..."

"Shut up! Why are you talking so much? Do your business!"

"oh oh……"】

The moment after the synaesthesia ended, a dull and violent "bubble bursting sound" sounded in the small cubicle laboratory.

Chen Yan looked inside the crack in the door again, and saw that the rotten object that had swelled like a mountain of flesh was gone, replaced by a little boy with only half his body left on the ground.

The little boy fell to the ground, raised his head and stared at the "black shadow" that suddenly appeared in front of him with resentful eyes.

In the light, Chen Yan finally saw the true face of the "black shadow" - it was a humanoid creature with no clothes on its body, its skin was tattered like a dry corpse, and its left hand was burning with a black-red flame. It must have been this flame.

It’s the thing that “blows up” rotten things!

There are still pupils in its eye sockets that are so dry and cracked that they look like "withered grapes", and those pupils are currently staring at the half-section of the little boy on the ground.

The little boy looked at the corpse and cried "Wow".

"Uncle! Don't kill me!"

This humanoid creature is the "uncle" the little boy mentioned just now!

According to the synaesthesia that just appeared, could this humanoid creature also be one of Chen Changsheng's students?

Which one of those people was he?

Chen Yan looked at the tragic situation in front of him and immediately realized:

'The little boy has exited the form of rotten matter! Just like those people I saw who were rotten in the past, they will break out of the rotten state once they are severely injured or are close to death!'

The searchlight caught Chen Yan's attention, and the humanoid creature suddenly turned its head, its mummified face instantly facing Chen Yan.

"Grass!"

When facing this thing, even if I am prepared, fear can't help but surge into my heart.

Chen Yan was so frightened that he cursed, and because of fear, he reacted very quickly. He had already raised his egret and shot the humanoid creature in the head!

I don’t know if it was because adrenaline and fear activated some of Chen Yan’s potential, but his shot was surprisingly accurate, hitting the humanoid’s temple firmly, and then quickly passed through the temple.

The creature's brain exploded.

"boom!!!"

A bright fire broke out in the small cubicle laboratory. Chen Yan hurriedly hid behind the door to avoid being hurt by the bright fire.

When the firelight disappeared, he immediately looked towards the crack in the door, but could not see the shadow of a humanoid creature in the crack!

'Fuck! He ran away?! He's not even dead!'

Chen Yan thought to himself, if this bullet goes down, even if he doesn't die, he will still be severely disabled! At least it won't happen again in a short time!

After getting rid of this thing, it's time to find Jack Baldo and the others!

But now, between the crack in the door and above the ground, the little boy was lying quietly in the flames caused by the bullet explosion and the triggering of the ban.

His body seemed to be some kind of incombustible material. Even if it was burned by flames, it did not catch fire immediately.

In the light of the fire, Chen Yan lowered the brightness of the overhead searchlight out of economy, and then pulled the door of the laboratory hard.

"Clatter..."

All kinds of waste and garbage were pushed aside by the door. Chen Yan tentatively moved forward, but did not trigger the restriction triggered by the little boy before.

'This ban is only for experimental products.'

He walked into the door, looked at the little boy whose eyes were beginning to lose focus, shifted the Egret-1, which had only one bullet left, to his left hand, took out the Skylark-300 from his pocket, and was about to give him a break.

The little boy lay motionless on the ground, looking at him with dull eyes, and just mechanically repeated over and over again:

"Relief...relief..."

Chen Yan looked at him.

'He is hopeless...'

Chen Yan felt the pain in his tone, raised the Skylark-300, pointed it at his head, and pulled the trigger.

His body straightened up and he became completely silent.

Immediately, a vague "synesthesia" appeared in Chen Yan's heart again, and a picture unfolded before his eyes:

[It was a snowstorm, and there were many people in need of relief in Xiacheng District, Yanan City. There was a long queue in front of the soup kitchen of the Choir Church School.

It is not difficult to get a bowl of hot porridge. What is difficult is how to avoid being snatched away before the porridge is finished. Therefore, people who have received relief usually eat this "rich" meal in front of the soup kitchen shack.

The slovenly-dressed Rook man stared at the other people leaving the soup kitchen, followed one of them into the street corner, and then kicked the person to the ground at the next corner.

"Okay! My son is sick! He needs some hot porridge!"

The man grabbed the porridge from the man's hand and drank it.

The man rushed forward with red eyes out of despair. The two of them struggled with each other, and most of the bowl of porridge spilled on the floor.

Even though the man was in a state of extreme hunger, he was still strong for some reason. The man was no match for him, and he quickly gained the upper hand. He rode on top of him and beat him, and in the blink of an eye he was silent.

When the man stood up, there was someone else in front of him.

"Want to find a job? Working as a drug tester in the Department of Pharmacy at Miskatonic University, the salary is 20 pence a day~"]
Chapter completed!