Qin Gong suddenly smashed the wrench into the operating table. Sparks flew out and reflected DNA-like cracks on the control screen. "Old Mou, come and see!" His fingers covered with spider venom slid across the spectrometer. "The resonant frequencies of all the dead individuals have disappeared. It's like... it's like a sound-absorbing sponge has swallowed up their life characteristics."
Chen Yao folded the chocolate wrapper into an hourglass at her fingertips, and the frost on the surface of the liquid nitrogen tank suddenly took the shape of a command knife: "It's not disappearance, it's synchronization." She pressed the hot earrings on the monitoring screen, and the retreat trajectories of the three hundred red dots instantly overlapped into a ring-shaped tooth mark, "Something is coordinating the residual signals."
The laboratory suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Mou Xuan heard the sound of the gears of his watch turned, amplified seventeen times. The glass of the dial reflected the scalpel that Engineer Jiang had lost three days ago. It was now stuck in the concrete crack outside the defense wall, and the handle was wrapped with fresh silver-blue mycelium.
"They are learning to disguise their emotions." Jiang Gong suddenly ripped open his shirt, revealing minty mucus from the scratches on his chest. "I left these behind on purpose when I retreated..." His mucus-stained fingers drew the outline of his mother's tombstone on the observation window. "Sad memory fragments are the best bait."
Without warning, the alarm sounded a cheerful tune, and all the petri dish fragments began to do a robotic dance.
Mou Xuan used his backhand to stab the steel nail into the metal wire in the shape of a command knife. Suddenly, the scene seventy-two hours later emerged in the time vortex - the mutant creatures were using his blood beads to build a scaled-down model of the base, and every gap in the building was embedded with scales with ring-shaped tooth marks.
Chen Yao suddenly stuffed the chocolate into Mou Xuan's mouth. The sweet bitterness suppressed the bloody taste in his throat: "Your iris lines are fading." She tore open the bandage and wrapped it around his bleeding wrist. The gauze fibers immediately began to weave the numbers on Jiang Gong's mother's tombstone. "The symbiotic bacteria are copying our physiological characteristics."
There was a steady sound of metallic stomping coming from outside the defensive wall, like three hundred soldiers tap dancing.
The microwave oven modified by Engineer Qin suddenly started to operate automatically, emitting a beam of light wrapped with silver-blue mycelium, which burned ring-shaped tooth marks on the bulletproof glass.
Blue smoke came out of Master Duan's welding gun, and blood beads with a minty smell oozed out of the welding points.
"We're not looking for it." Mou Xuan chewed the last bit of chocolate, and the scalpel reflected in the glass of the dial suddenly began to direct the mutant creatures to dance the waltz, "We're waiting for it to claim these..." He kicked over the petri dish that was emitting blue light, and the memory fragments floating in the mucus suddenly formed a complete ring of tooth marks.
All the lights in the laboratory flashed three times at the same time, and the scratches on Engineer Jiang's white coat glowed with the fluorescence of starry sky coordinates.
When the last sound of metal stomping disappeared into the clouds, everyone's watch received the same signal - all the mutant creatures' remains outside the defense wall were using shell casings to spell out the Morse code of "T-09-336", and the lightning rod on top of the command tower had bent into a question mark shape at some point.
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