Specimen 77

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    Shortly after the meeting, another incident occurred in the lab. The caretaker of number 155, Erro, died.

    The researcher who was on shift with Erro didn't see him at all, so he took a relatively idle researcher to the third area to feed. After that, he asked around the traces of Erro, and finally saw him in a laboratory I saw his back lying on the table.

    He patted Erro on the shoulder: "It's time, why did you fall asleep here.

    The person he patted on the shoulder didn't respond. As a result, the person lying on the table slid directly along the table to the side.

    Mike subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, his fingers unconsciously brushed Erro's nose, but found that he could not feel breathing.

    He did not give up his hand again Close to Erro's nose, but still can't feel the airflow.

    ——Erro

    died, and when changing his clothes, the researchers didn't find any wounds on him.

    "He did an experiment some time ago , Did you accidentally touch something? Mike speculated.

    This kind of situation is actually not uncommon. After all, most of their experimental subjects are carrying deadly poison. If they are accidentally injured in the experiment but they are not taken seriously, it is very likely to cause death or serious injury. Aftereffects.

    However, no one has thought about the experimental subjects. After all, they have not been awake during the experiment. How could they intentionally hurt people?

    ——Erro

    ’s autopsy results came out soon, from 155 After replaying the monitoring of the last experiment, they noticed that there was a hole in Erro's protective clothing from the back of the neck, and when he was moving the experimental subject, he accidentally touched his tentacles

    . After another meeting was held on the safety of the experiment, Erro's matter was revealed. As for his body, it was stored in the freezer and brought back when the starship that transported the supplies returned.

    After Erro's death, 155 suddenly began to quiet down, with a sense of depression visible to the naked eye.

    "Do you also know that Erro is not here?" Mike stopped in front of the glass room of No. 155, and when he mentioned the name "Erro", 155 raised his head and glanced at him.

    "Are you alright?" 77 asked him, and number 155 looked strange.

    No. 35 came out from the corner, leaned against the glass and looked at 155's back: "Wait a little longer, maybe we can leave from here." "

    I know." 155 replied sullenly, "I just suddenly A little sad."

    ——At

    the same time, the chip after a simple test was ready to be installed on 157's body.

    The installation site chosen by the laboratory is one of 157's tentacles.

    Just like before, 157 was injected with the same dose of sleeping potion.

    Unlike other experimental subjects, 157's powerful self-healing ability is also reflected in its resistance to drugs.

    After being pushed onto the test bench, 157 began to regain consciousness in a daze.

    In the ears of "Mom" and the voices of other researchers, she felt a tentacle being cut open, and then something was inserted, and then they began to stitch the wound.

    "Mom?" 157 called Alisa subconsciously. She could feel the breath of "Mom" very close to her. The tentacles being stitched subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but just moved a little but was held down by a hand.

    The tentacles hung down softly again, 157 still didn't open her eyes, but she knew that it was "Mom"... ——Compared

    with

    the sequelae of other experiments, installing chips on the tentacles had almost no sequelae to 157's body .

    But 157 began to visibly try to alienate Alyssa.

    "Did you do anything to her recently?" Claire looked at 157 who was squatting in the corner and shut himself up, with some doubts.

    "I don't know either." Alisa spread her hands helplessly, then walked to the side of the experimental subject, and said in a gentle tone, "Why are you getting angry with me again?" She stretched out her hand and touched 157's body

    , The soft limbs under his hand trembled slightly, but 157 still didn't look back.

    "157?"

    "157?"

    Alisa called her name persistently. No. 157 is indeed a very coaxable experimental subject. No matter how it gets angry with you, as long as Alisa is patient and coaxes you a few more times , it will run towards you without any malice like in the past.

    So in comparison, 157's reasons for losing his temper don't seem to be very important.

    Alisa was still squatting there, using the tone of coaxing an angry little pet at home: "Don't be angry, look, I brought you something you like to eat..." Hearing

    this, 157's body moved She moved and turned around to look at her. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Alisa always felt that she could see the scrutiny in those eyes.

    "157?" Alyssa subconsciously touched her face, a little puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

    157 stretched out a tentacle, and rolled the food in her hand, and it fell from her face without any surprise. I saw a relaxed smile.

    "Why are you still throwing a temper tantrum like a child at such a big age?" Alyssa touched her tentacles and subconsciously sighed.

    157 lowered his eyes, stuffed the small snack that Alisa gave into his mouth, then closed his eyes and curled up all the tentacles.