"Officer Jones, what are you doing?" The young man's tone carried a hint of emotion, "You don't suspect me, an ordinary citizen, of harboring a criminal, do you?" He walked up to Jones, his brows furrowed, "I swear by old Brown in heaven, you are the only guest tonight."
"This, um, sorry, I was just joking. I definitely know there's nothing here." Jones looked up, laughing it off, stomped his feet on the ground, and breathed on his hands, rubbing them together, "You know, I'm so cold, and I didn't find anyone in this area. I'm a bit anxious, a bit excited, and I'm acting on impulse... like that... that thing, right?"
He struck a desperate pose: "Like in the movie acted by Mr. Chris MacToff, um..."
"_Neuralgia_? I've heard of that, it's a very famous comedy. Old Brown took me to see it."
"Yes! That's the one! He gets startled by everything, making quite a few jokes. It's quite funny. I just replicated it." Jones clapped his hands, pointing at the young man, "Now you get my humor, right? I think you do."
"You could have said so earlier. Such a big leap is really startling." The young man helplessly spread his hands, "It's already very late..."
He yawned.
"I know, I know."
"How about I lend you an umbrella and a raincoat to go back? I want to go to sleep." The young man's eyelids drooped, "I'm sorry I don't have a spare room here. Old Brown's room has been turned into a storage room."
"Well, that works too, I'll return it to you later." Jones put on the freshly dried clothes, patting the charcoal ash on them, "Thanks for the hospitality."
...
With the door closed, the shop became quiet. The young man busied himself, cleaning up the stains at the door.
Lin Ke opened the door, looked around, the rainy night remained, locked the door, turned off the lights, and went upstairs to the second floor.
Why did he know where the person was? Lin Ke felt a bit anxious, could Officer Jones be related to the extraordinary? He seemed to be able to see the traces left by the girl, could it be a tracking type of ability? He had heard rumors of these extraordinary people.
Fortunately, he didn't discover his biggest secret. Lin Ke stood in front of a door, exhaled, and pushed it open.
This was his bedroom, clean and tidy. After all, it's a place for sleeping. The more comfortable, the better. Apart from some good-looking local specialties given by guests hanging on the wall, there were no decorations.
Moreover, he himself is a zombie and has no body odor. The bedding is naturally spotless and is aired every few days.
Lin Ke put her on the bed, cleaned her up, and covered her with a blanket, then slapped his head.
The girl's head was a bit hot, she needed treatment.
"She can't swallow now." Lin Ke walked out of the bedroom, "If you want a cold to get better quickly, intravenous injection is better."
The tools were in the clinic, and he had to go down to get them. Lin Ke, relying on the zombie's night vision, quickly walked down the stairs.
In the warm light of the bedroom, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with a crimson color. She looked around, watching the back of Lin Ke as he walked out the door, and narrowed her eyes.
Thanks to the incomplete main personality being unconscious, she was able to come out.
She is Cthugha, the embodiment of fire among the old gods, one of the high-ranking beings in the mystery, and has descended due to the existence of a natural enemy.
Even in her incomplete state, she is invincible among humans. If she wants, she can instantly incinerate the man in front of her.
Just a lowly human, humans are all playthings.
Hmm?
Suddenly, her sight was attracted by the decorations on the wall. It was an ordinary anchor with strange dark gold patterns that looked incredibly peculiar. The girl suddenly stiffened.
Wait, this is not right! In her memory, this belongs to the same category of mystery, but for now, she can't do anything about it.
The patterns on it are still flowing! It seems like it's about to crawl over.
The energy fluctuations inside made the girl feel a sense of crisis, and the cold breath made her heart shiver.
In just a few seconds, Lin Ke left the bedroom, and the sound of his steps on the wooden board gradually faded away.
As if losing the owner's suppression, there were some rustling sounds around, but there were none when listened carefully.
The chaotic atmosphere constantly stimulated Cthugha's spirit.
Her gaze swept around, a piece of what seemed to be peacock feathers, quietly hanging on the wall, as if some strange eyes, constantly absorbing her spirit, a deterrent and a warning.
This level of aether is not something she can deal with in her incomplete state.
D*mn it, what is this room? Can someone really sleep here every night?
He is not an ordinary person... Maybe he is an extraordinary person...
No, maybe it's a higher level...
This is a warning! He went downstairs, if she acts rashly, she will be killed!
Thinking of this, Cthugha lay down obediently on the bed, tucked herself in the quilt, and the red in her eyes completely faded away.
Obedient...
...
This is an underground laboratory, with rows of cans filling the space, dim yellow medicinal water filling the cans, each containing a human being, male and female, with various body shapes. Perhaps because they have been stored for a long time, some have mutated, grown huge tumors, or grown extra arms, and some have even mutated into monsters, but they will soon be discovered and eliminated by the patrol personnel.
In a more secluded position, there is a girl with white hair, which is different from others. She has not mutated, but her drooping eyes have a light that other experimental bodies do not have.
Subject 423, this is her code name.
The small hole behind her neck has a tube for the insertion of nutrient solution. At the same time, as long as a certain probe is inserted, you can know all the experimental data. The level of technology here has surpassed the contemporary era by decades.
She was one of the first experimental bodies, a total of three batches, all soaked in a culture tank, as if they were sealed cans, to be unsealed when needed.
They are all artificial humans, used as experimental materials under the Nausea Church.
Some are used for plague experiments, and this way of death is also the most miserable; some are used as materials for summoning the old gods: stripping the flesh and soul, directly euthanized and then stripped by secret arts; the last kind is as a vessel for the old gods to descend.
Although they are artificial humans, they can also have souls after cultivation, which is flawed but better than not finding a suitable soul.
Just like the necessary summoning materials would rather have a lower substitute than be left empty.
Subject 423 has already had self-awareness in the can, which is probably what the researchers outside said was the soul.
She spends her days listening to them talk for entertainment. An unknown learning ability has allowed her to learn various knowledge in a short period of time.
This learning ability is getting stronger and stronger with time, she knows more and more, and she thinks more and more.