"Not dead?"
The siren scrambled to her feet, and she looked at her hands, the backs of which were covered with scales, but the palms of them were still human flesh.
Unlike the scales of the 002 Deep Diver, the siren's scales are shiny, reflecting a blue-purple glow.
She wanted to stand up, but the fishtail behind her couldn't support her to stand up, so she could only prostrate and talk.
Fishtail?
The siren looked at Chen Ye as if he had thought of something, and saw that Chen Ye had dragged a chair from nowhere and was looking at her on stilts.
"Although it is a failure, you can't just leave it alone, let's study your ability and see if you can stand up."
The siren tried to get up, but she couldn't stand up anyway.
Chen Ye shook his head when he saw this, he was about to make a move, but at this moment, a cloud of heat suddenly evaporated from the siren's body.
Billowing white smoke rises, and when the white smoke clears, the sirens return to their human form.
This is?
The siren seemed to be as puzzled as Chen Ye, she looked at her hands and then at her legs.
"Changed back?"
"I am... I imagined my legs for a moment, and they changed back. "
Well...
This one is easier to control than the 002 Deep Diver.
I feel like I can draw some blood from 007's siren and give it to 002, and maybe I can develop a completely controllable fish-man potion.
Well, this time it's not a complete failure.
"Stand up."
Chen Ye's words fell, and the siren stood up undoubtedly.
Her body, moving on its own...
"You... Who the hell are you? "
The siren suddenly felt that the man in front of her had become extraordinarily tall, like the shadow of a mountain enveloping her.
It's scary...
Chen Ye's eyes flashed when he heard this, and his pupils instantly split into eighteen.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"I ..."
The girl looked at Chen Ye's split pupils, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Because of a mask, she couldn't see Chen Ye's face clearly.
And it is precisely because of this that she feels fear.
She didn't know if the face behind the mask was a human face, and looking at the split pupils, the siren could only think of the face of a monster.
Unknown, terrifying.
"... I, I believe. "
Chen Ye waved his hand and pulled out a silk thread, "But sometimes, there is no so-called fate in this world, assuming that one person can decide the life and death of another person, whose fate is this?" "
"Is it the fate of the dead, or the fate of the dead, if this is the fate of the dead, then whose hands are the fate of the dead?"
"It can be seen that the so-called fate of most people is nothing more than a man-made result."
"But sometimes, I feel that there is indeed a destiny in this world."
"Is the encounter between you and me an accident, I don't think so, just like this silk thread, although you can't see it, it invisibly links you and me."
After saying that, Chen Ye raised his fingers, and the siren's arm suddenly rose up.
But the siren didn't act, and she lost control of her body at this moment.
And this move undoubtedly deepened the fear in the siren's heart again.
"Although I don't know who controls my destiny, I know that your destiny is now in my hands."
"Of course, it's not just you, I'm in control of the fate of many people, and they may have cut a fork in the road of life because of my appearance, leading to a completely different path."
"Or follow the rules and want to go back to the original path, but find yourself on the path of a monster, and there is no turning back."
"So to them, I'm a lifeweaver."
Chen Ye withdrew the silk thread, and the siren took back control of his body.
She tried to understand Chen Ye's words, but under the effect of fear, she only understood one sentence.
I am destiny.
Siren calmed down, and she thought a lot down the sentence.
Strictly speaking, if falling and dying today was her original fate, then Chen Ye's appearance changed her fate.
Originally, she was dead, and it was Chen Ye who forcibly tore a fork in the road at the end of her fate and introduced her.
Since then, Chen Ye has become her destiny.
Or, maybe her fate was controlled by Chen Ye from the beginning.
From her loss of voice to suicide, from a high place to the bottom, from death to a new life, none of this is accidental.
It was planned by the adult.
Weaving fate, changing fate, deciding fate, is this the weaver of life?
Thinking of this, the siren suddenly felt like a marionette.
As early as before she knew it, she had been dragged onto the stage with a silk thread.
Of course, she is certainly far more than the only one on this stage.
They are all puppets on the stage, and the person who carries the string can understand without thinking much that he can only be Chen Ye.
Looking at the girl's awe-inspiring look, Chen Ye raised her eyebrows.
She can't be mistaken about something, right?
Forget it, whatever.
The siren suddenly bent down, "Excuse me, where does fate point me next?" "
"Whatever you want."
Random?
Chen Ye's reply was indeed very casual, but the siren thought that this so-called casualness must not be literal.
Isn't that right?
The siren's eyes suddenly lit up, and she reacted!
My voice has recovered!
Doesn't that mean that she can continue to go back to being her singer?
It must be, a gift of fate!
"But remember, don't let anyone know your secrets."
"Also, write me a report every day after adjusting to your new body, and send me the changes and abilities in your body."
Because it was not the main target, Chen Ye was too lazy to observe it himself.
Let 007 observe himself.
"Yes."
After getting the siren's reply, Chen Ye stepped out and disappeared in front of her in an instant.
If you want to talk about how he disappeared, has Spider-Man seen it?
Next, Chen Ye will continue to walk around, and maybe he can pick up a few experimental materials.
If Reagent No. 1 fails, Reagent No. 2 has to be tried, and if it fails, then you have to go back and redo it.
...
After Chen Ye left, the siren returned upstairs alone.
During this time, she found an orange cat in the hallway, which she knew was her neighbor's house.
The siren usually feeds it ham sausages, and today she is in a good mood and is ready to pet the orange cat as usual.
But the orange cat blew up when she saw her!
It began to scream fiercely as it bared its claws, and it was no longer as docile as it once was.
The siren was scratched by its claws, and for a moment he was a little stunned.
What she didn't know was that in the orange cat's field of vision, she had long since lost her human appearance.
It was a monster covered in tentacles and viscous liquid.
After that, the neighbor next door heard the movement and hurriedly walked out.
The neighbor looked at the scratched siren and quickly apologized, and then took the orange cat away, but the orange cat still stared at the siren with bared teeth when he was taken away.
"It seems that there is still something different."
...