MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 158

Rand’s eyes were blurred.

His eyes were stinging after being soaked for a long time in the sea, and the faint light made him feel very uncomfortable. The clothes before Rand had long been fragmented in the explosion and long snorkeling, so this time he was all over the body, and it was because of this that he could clearly feel the soft blanket under the body, the touch Very strange.

Fortunately, in a short period of chaos, the unique smell of water on Munster became very vivid, and the invisible hug surrounded the Rand, which made him calm down. In the middle of the sea, Munster became stronger than the land. The evidence is that its breath has become more mellow, just like the essence of honey juice washed the nerves of Rand.

Rand's vision gradually became clear, and Munster's face appeared in front of Rand's eyes. Its lips almost touched the tip of Rand's nose, and the reddish pupil reflected the pale face of Rand.

"Rand - Are you okay?"

"..."

Rand instinctively wants to stay away from it, but the body is so tired that even the little finger can't do it. The breath of Munster caused a burst of heat and a slight heat flow inside his body. Rand had to turn his head and shift his attention by looking at the surrounding environment.

"here is……"

This room was gorgeous in the early years, but now the decor is a bit old and outdated. It is not small in terms of the cruise ship room. The double bed, wardrobe, dressing table and small sofa are placed in the room, perhaps to increase the sense of space, and the black walnut wood inlay on the wall. A lot of mirror materials, the carpet is also the same dark brown, at the edge of the room, the light is projected from the translucent plastic board.

On the side of the bed is a floor-to-ceiling window, outside is a balcony - the balcony door has been skewed, the lock has completely turned into a group of scrap iron was randomly thrown on the floor.

Through the window, Rand can see the deep blue sea... The sun has fallen below sea level, leaving only a golden glow at the edge of the sky and the sea.

A pleasant and comfortable cruise ship room, it made Rand so stunned for a moment, as if those terrible dark events were just a dream, and he finally woke up from a nightmare.

But Rand soon returned to reality. The terrible experiments, the backs of the experimental bodies and the final explosions were clearly imprinted in his memory. Rand had no luck and could unknowingly sink into it. In the false illusion of self-weaving.

"God..." He slowly fixed his head. "How long have I slept... Damn, we have to go to Vinson..."

"Rand! You are weak now, you need to rest!"

Munster pressed Rand back to the bed.

"You have no way to adapt to long hours of swimming."

It clearly points to this. Rand’s lips are tight, yes, although he is more adapted to the bottom of the water than normal humans, he is still a fragile human compared to the real Sergeant. He only swam when he fled Washington. After two or three hours, he was already out of force, and in the latter part of the journey he was carried by Munster in his arms. The beggars behind his ear can help him extract oxygen from the water, but there is no way to filter well. The tiny floats in the water are now as painful as being burnt by the soldering iron.

Rand vowed that he had never been so weak.

At this time, Munster opened the TV in the room. It randomly adjusted several channels, and the current route of the cruise ship appeared on the screen... They were driving on the route to Florida.

Rand and Munster’s biggest reliance now is the vast sea. After thoroughly blasting the deep white and all the scorpion experiments, even Munster can imagine how much the US government will hunt them. Strictly... that is far from being a kind of privately-armed private armor.

However, from the message that Rand had received from Anderson before, Vinson’s current location is likely to be a secret laboratory at the US military’s Arctic military base in Alaska.

This means they will have an extremely difficult journey -

"...we can first arrive in Cuba from Florida, from there through the Panama Canal and all the way north to Alaska..."

Munster said to Rand that it seemed to have some rap because of the tension.

But Rand's silence made it slowly stop, and it nervously put the tail together and looked up at Rand.

"Yes, is there any problem?"

Rand's eyes on Munster were full of complex emotions. He seemed to have never seen Munster, and there was a slight strangeness in his eyes, then sadness... and gratification.

"No," he shook his head. "I just suddenly realized that you have become different. When you were in Kansas, you couldn't even say anything."

Recalling the days of the Pine Street apartment, Rand's look was stained with some nostalgia, which made his expression softer. He raised his hand and gently stroked Munster's long silver hair.

The face under his palm is so beautiful.

Not long ago, Rand had seen the appearance of Munster, but at that time it still had a mismatch with this face, too pure eyes. Now, Munster has completely turned into a kind of evil charm, like a creature of dark demons.

After Rand’s voice fell, Munster’s muscles tightened.

It stared at Rand with some mourning, and the voice was depressed.

"I... I learned a lot." It held Rand's hand and "I want to protect you, Rand."

Munster’s heart swelled in pain, and too much emotion overwhelmed the beating piece of meat.

Sometimes, this monster would rather live the same ignorant life as before.

It wants to not know it – Rand is full of love and love for it, just because it was in the eyes of Rand, like the furry, fleshy animal cub. They are naive, sweet, cute, and weak, and will not hurt anyone, nor will they be any offensive.

Rand likes such creatures.

For a time, Munster did maintain that illusion in front of him. But the illusion can only be an illusion forever.

The deep white people let Munster know his true identity. It is a weapon that is made. It feeds on flesh and blood. Killing is already an instinct...

"I, I know you won't like me like this," Munster's eyes began to show water, his voice choked. "I know why you will, let the experimental bodies go back inside the building, because you know They will one day hurt humans, and you won't allow that to happen... and I'm actually the same as them, I'm good at killing humans, I'm not the same as before... but I I don’t regret it at all, because I can protect Rand only if I become stronger."

"Munster..."

Rand's hoarse voice rang at Munster's head, but Munster immediately interrupted him.

It smashed, wept, and smashed in Rand's bare shoulders and chest.

"Don't hate me, Rand... I beg you... Sorry... I became a monster to kill... but please don't hate me..."

"Wait, don't do this..."

"Right, Rand, you humans sometimes raise a working dog. Right, the working dog will attack the enemy. It will also be very useful... Think of me as your working dog. Good... just when I am your dog... ...Rand, I want to be your dog, or, tool... don't hate me, don't abandon me... don't kill me..."

When he said the last sentence, Munster’s emotions finally collapsed.

A large part of the deep-skinned sputum infections use the cells of Munster as the source of infection, and for this reason, they can be regarded as the population of Munster to some extent. Ster can also feel their emotions and memories - they are like a certain part of it...

When Rand let the group of infected bodies self-destruct, Münster personally experienced their death. At the same time, from the **** video, Munster knew what he had done to Rand - after Rand was not angry, the physical resistance was very obvious.

His attitude toward Munster was so different from before, and Munster was suffering.

Not cute.

Not pure.

bloody.

ugly.

dark.

......

Munster knows what kind of monster he is - in Rand's mind, the monster that should not appear in the world.

Munster’s tears were erased.

Rand hooked the chin of the crying little monster with his fingers, forcing it to look up at himself.

"I never thought about hating you," Rand said dryly. "You are my big rabbit, remember?"

Munster's pupils have expanded.

"I am sorry to make you so upset, I... I just need some time. Too many things have happened, I think I have some confusion."

Rand gently put his forehead on Munster's head and pointed it to the tip of his nose.

His palm is as cold as ice.

"Actually, if it weren't for you, I don't think I can support it until now. The deep-selling 'Serb scheme' - the plan that Vinson manipulated..." Lan German said in an incoherent way, trying to piece together his own language. "This plan is really cruel, too bad. I have sorted out the memories of the poor children and felt their pain. I just thought that all of them are dominated by Vincent. I am simply... there is no way. Bear it. But Munster, this plan, this plan has created you, you make me feel that at least this plan can still create a beautiful life."

"I, I am... is it good for you? But I have hurt you..."

"That's why I said, I still need some time, I know you are not interested..."

Rand said apologetically to Munster, and at this time, he was eagerly interrupted by Munster.

"Please come to me."

There seemed to be a small flame in its eyes, and Rand didn't understand what it was saying at that moment.

Munster quickly pleaded eagerly: "You can enter my brain, Rand, enter me, I want you to enter me... I want you to know my soul..."

"Munster, calm down. It's not necessary, I know you never thought about hurting me."

"I don't want you to just "know" - Rand, I want to cut my chest, dig my heart out and give it to you."

Munster said seriously.

Rand had a little headache. He didn't know what the **** deep-skinned staff had taught him during the time he left the little monster.

In short, what it says now is not quite right in every respect.

When he talked about Munster, Rand felt that it became strange and mature, far from the clumsy clown he knew he was familiar with - but at this moment, he felt very clearly, and he worked hard. The puppy fish that nest in the sink is always here.

Rand reached out. He wanted to calm Munster, but the latter seemed to have received the wrong signal. It rushed forward and pressed the whole person under his body, stout, The tail of the cable can be easily swayed and swayed on the carpet, pleading for Rand's "entry."

Its handsome, adult youth's face is full of a thirst that cannot be ignored. Beds that have been around for a certain number of years are squeaking under the weight of two people.

Rand felt that there was a hidden and faint string in his heart that was gently twitched by its eagerness from the soul.

There is a natural intimacy in the companion's companion, they will "integrate" each other's thoughts when they are emotional, and in this case - no matter which one, you will feel yourself and your partner at the same time. The quick feeling is equivalent to double stimulation - in the natural case, this is a special way for the Samuels to learn happiness.

Rand did not know the physical habits of the marine monsters living in the sea, but this did not prevent him from instinctively opening up the physiological mechanisms of the scorpions in the mood of a small monster.

Before Rand realized that his spirit had fallen into the consciousness of Munster.

If the spiritual realm of other creatures is a calm water surface, it can ripple with the idea of ​​Rand. Then Munster’s spiritual realm is a rough sea of ​​anger.

At the moment when Rand entered it, the "wave" directly rolled the mind of Rand into a deep interior.

Strong love is almost coming into every body of Rand from his pores -

In reality, Rand slammed his waist and made a sigh of relief. He felt like he couldn't breathe.

Love……

I love Rand.

I want to be with Rand.

together forever.

......

Munster’s conscious fragment is strong and thick, and at that moment RAND even had the illusion that even his own internal organs would be eroded by this overly strong love.

His hands couldn't help but grab the blanket underneath, and the eyeball turned quickly under the eyelids.

"Munster - stop - stop -"

He said intermittently.

But the sound is so weak that it is almost inaudible.

Munster’s memory almost swallowed him up.

He never thought that Munster would remember all the details so clearly, every piece, every syllable, every touch... In the memory, Munster is full of excitement for every encounter of Rand. Love, sweet as the brain will melt.

Rand felt that his heart was about to explode.

The brain is not supplying enough blood.

All the thoughts and souls have turned into pieces that have fallen into the emotions of Munster.

When Rand slowly pulled back his soul from the blank honey-like mood, he realized that he was wrapped in Munster's body in the absence of consciousness.

They fell from the bed on the floor, and blankets were placed on them, bringing a small piece of dark enclosed space.

In this space, the air is a thick rose smell - unlike before, this rose is diffused from Rand himself.

His legs were wrapped around Munster's tight waist, and Munster's long tail completely rolled the two of them together.

And their lips are close to the lips, and they are exchanging wet kisses.

That kind of tongue-and-mouth, filled with a wet kiss of liquid exchange...

Rand’s body jerked and he returned to reality and ended the kiss.

Munster was still immersed in the sweetness of the kiss, and it looked silly at Rand, unable to control the smirk and snorted on Rand's face.

Rand's body trembled because of the wet touch - he soon realized that his consciousness was still affected by that kind of spiritual fusion, and his soul still had that sweet aftertaste. This little act of Sterling can make his body unable to control the reaction, and the sweet cockroaches spread inside his body.

Rand wants to resist, but the kind of frivolous happiness that permeates the body is whispering to him.

Admit it.

He was attracted to Munster.

The author has something to say: ... It is said that after the finale is marked, the piracy will stop...

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But when it comes to it, it’s really time for the big ending to count down... 2k