MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 80
"Munster? Oh... God, are you okay?"
Rand had a weak sense of peace somewhere in the heart of the moment he heard the sound, but the fear of the little monster made him completely innocent to pay attention to it.
He reached out with difficulty and touched Munster in the dark.
He touched a thick and soft thing, they touched like a cold natural thread. After a while, Rand realized that it was not a thread, but a hair.
Rand's body was stiff for a while, and he tried to open his eyes, but the room that was too dim made him unable to see anything.
His cell phone fell to the ground and was wrapped in a mass of mucus without any reaction.
"Rand..."
The rigidity of Rand's body was immediately noticed by the little monster in front of him, and it slammed the name of Rand. Rand could feel that it was close to himself, and the tidal exhalation was falling on his cheek as it spoke. Then Rand felt his hand caught and lifted by a cold, damp hand, pressed against a soft skin.
It was Munster who put Rand's hand on his face.
Rand felt that his heartbeat was speeding up. He didn't know what happened to him. His hand moved subconsciously. His fingers gently passed over Munster's now soft and smooth skin, groping on its newly evolving face, from the outline of the chin to the bridge of the nose, and the moist lips, when his hand Inadvertently rubbing Munster's eyes, the other's long eyelashes tinged in his palm.
Rand swallowed dryly.
In the memory of the fine scales on Munster's face, the extra pair of eyes and split lips have all disappeared. He put down his hand, and the brain was blank for a while, but what he can be sure of is that Munster’s face is so similar to human beings.
"God, you should not be..."
Rand muttered to himself.
At this time, the sound of a current being turned on sounded.
It was the kind of "嗡-" sound. In a flash, Rand heard the sounds of the electric appliances restarting. The subtle sounds of various "squeaky" and "drip" echoed loudly in the apartment. He was in the living room. The night light line shook a few times and then lightly and continuously lit.
The soft yellow light spread out in the room, and Rand saw the creature in front of him.
His little monster, Munster, what it looks like...
His second half of the sound stuck in his throat.
It was the face of an unusually strange man - this is Rand's first thought.
He looks a little similar to Vincent, just a little, his skin is white, there is no **** white, the eyebrows and eyelashes are the same white, but under the wing-like eyelashes A pair of pure red eyes, like a solid blood-like color filled with its entire eyelids, like two blood-colored gemstones inlaid on white marble sculptures.
However, at this time, the gemstones were full of human warmth, and Munster blinked slowly, gazing steadily and gazing at Rand. The long hair that had been touched by Rand before was dyed with light gray silver. It was just like a seaweed swaying under the deep water, and it was scattered in his generous, muscular mass. *rear.
Oh, yes, it’s bigger than the previous one, a big circle.
If Munster is just a character in a work of art, whether it is sculpture or painting, or a popular movie and television scene, its pale skin and deep outlines match the **** eyes, you can say It’s beautiful (of course, it’s the beauty of evil and distortion).
However, when such a thing actually appears in reality, the first thing people can feel is definitely not beauty but horror.
The pupils without any white eyes... are so obvious that they are inhuman.
That's right, Munster now looks more beautiful than the slimy monster before, but Rand finds himself starting to miss it.
After all, when Munster, who is now looking like this, Rand is almost instinctive and wants to retreat.
He thinks this may be some kind of horror valley effect... or it is a fusion of Vincent’s acquaintance with monster elements on this face... In short, when Munster is as pleased as ever to rely on it. At the time, Rand had a layer of goose bumps.
"Oh...hey... Munster..." He reached out and pressed on Munster's face and stammered. "I am not ready yet, I mean, I think I need to adapt." What are you doing now..."
"I don't like it now, do you like it?"
Munster’s red eyes flickered, his voice filled with grief, and Rand noticed that there were two bright red “痣” in the corner of his eye, which was actually two tiny eyes that protruded from the skin. However, the thing is turning flexibly and flexibly.
Oh, God...
Rand resisted psychological nausea and forced himself to adapt to it.
"You look good now, really, much better than before but..."
But Rand hadn’t finished, Munster had once again leaned over. His face was full of joy and full of enthusiasm. When it made an action, its long tail swayed on the ground, and Trying to wrap the body of Rand. It feels like a python that is thicker than your waist is expressing a good impression on you, it is moving but it does oppress the human spirit - Rand can no longer control a step back.
"Hey, man, wait... wait, I, I think I need to calm down."
He said hard.
"Rand, you... don't like...I am right now?"
Munster fell to the ground, looked up and stared at Rand's bloodless face. Its hair was pulled like a lost vitality. The overly obvious uneasiness hit the heart of Rand. Conscience.
He felt that he really shouldn't treat Munster like this.
It is not its fault to become like this!
Perhaps the aliens, or the Atlanteans, must always be like this, just as humans will face annoying beards or enlarged chests when they grow up.
Munster is just smashing.
Rand said to himself, then forced himself to lean toward Munster.
"I just think that you have become a little different from before." Rand said, he hesitated for a while, then gently raised his hand and patted Munster's head.
A few strands of hair immediately slammed and tangled his fingers.
"I... I thought you liked me like this."
Munster carefully peered into Rand's expression.
"Oh, I think you look good now... Look, at least you speak much better than before."
Randh suddenly realized this afterwards: "Oh, wait, how do you do it..."
Munster opened his mouth to Rand, and a blue tongue stretched out. It looked very smart and had a small hole at the top.
It looks more like a human tongue than Munster's tongue, just to be longer...or "longer."
Rand saw with his own eyes that the tongue spitting from Munster's mouth danced like an octopus's tentacle. The small hole at the top shot a transparent and viscous liquid, which is the pride of Munster. Show RAND his new evolutionary organs.
The feeling of scalp tingling came again, and Rand took a deep breath and forced Munster to retract his tongue into the mouth.
"For God's sake……"
He whispered and shouted.
He decided to accept this reality, but now things he needs to consider become more serious.
Rand's gaze swept through the room.
Now he needs to hide the presence of Munster in the presence of fbi surveillance, and Munster is now much larger than the previous volume and destructive power.
Rand doesn't know how he can do this...
Maybe he should give up hiding?
This thought was only annihilated in the blink of an eye for a moment.
Rand sighed and was still honed and spoiled by Munster's huge body. No one can deny Munster's dependence on him.
Anyway, Rand thought, he wants to protect Munster.
It is so simple and slender, and Rand does not want it to be harmed by humans.
In the small apartment in Pine Street, Rand was deeply pondered for himself and Munster's future, and what he didn't know was that under his apartment, the rain had been flooded a few inches on the road, one Someone in the black Lincoln car is also planning for the future of Munster.
La Isa leaned against the back seat of the car with a soft cashmere blanket. Her legs were itchy. When she opened her skirt, she found traces of scales under her skin. Something is difficult but not enough for her to break the silence in the compartment.
In front of her, "Prince" opened the window, his elbow was on the window, and the rain from the sky roared and his half of his body was wet, and he was wet on the skin. Scales have also emerged, and the ears that have been hidden under the hair have been significantly deformed. About 16 to 18 cm in length, the bone spines are stretched out, and each thin bone has a thin film stretching between them. .
"Prince" has been listening carefully to the movements in the apartment above the high-rise building - even if it is replaced by any normal person, even with equipment, only the sound of wind and rain can be heard on such a stormy night, but in In the ear of the "Prince", even the slight gasp of Rand was as clear as echoing in his ear.
He heard that Rand took Munster to the bathroom, took a shower, and finally took it back to the warm bed that belongs to humans, breathing gradually and symmetrical.
What he is even less likely to ignore is a series of sounds from Munster's throat after the human being called Rand is sleeping.
Of course, this is the only sound that "they" can hear.
"Oh my god……"
La Isa sent a vague, low-lying squat behind him, which was different from the previous state of trying to keep quiet. When the sound that humans could not hear was not long, she showed a clear reaction: facial blush, Breathing speeds up and some markings appear on the surface of her skin. Her gaze became very confused, and she began to unconsciously hit the car with her body, trying to leave like a sleepwalking patient.
"Prince" licked his mouth.
He closed the window and then turned back and pulled Raisa back. He made a squeaky squeak in the confused girl's ear.
The girl's body trembled a little, and after half a sigh, her ears and nose and mouth overflowed with blood, but her gaze became much clearer.
"I, what happened to me?"
She was shocked to see the prince, she could clearly feel the hard-to-change changes in her body.
"Prince" calmly turned his eyes to the dark rain curtain.
"You are affected by the hormon of the idiot... The idiot is begging for help. Damn, its hormones stink until I vomit."
The prince said.
Unlike a calm appearance, his heart is full of anger.
He never thought about the idiot... The monster could sing the song of courtship as a complete wild serge.
The leader of a complete and healthy wild Serbian singer will sing this kind of singer-songing voice after encountering a partner (of course, the song is just a proxy), which means courtship, while at the same time "singing", they will secrete A large number of sexual and stimulating factors are used to promote the homology of the partners.
Only young people who have entered maturity and are physically strong have the opportunity to sing such "singing voices". What is even more strange is that any artificially cultivated scorpion can not have this ability. This mechanism is very complicated, and the deep researchers can't solve the mystery from beginning to end.
As a mermaid with human wisdom (at least the "prince" himself thinks so), a small part of the body that belongs to the scorpion has understood the so-called "Song of the Selva" on this night.
That is an "understanding" that cannot be described in terms of language.
It is a courtship, it is a deep confession, it is an unreserved dedication. When a singer sings such a voice, it means that all its body and mind are willing to be mastered by its partner.
In the world of Samuel, there have also been unfortunate sins that have been smothered by the singer’s songs, and they are not liked by their own companions, and they will never have any problems even in the face of atrocities. Rebel or struggle, because once the lingering sounds roll out of their throats, the objects of the songs become their full owners.
This is far from the analogy of the shallow courtship in the human world.
The world of Serbia is so cruel, the chances of getting and owning a partner you love are very embarrassing. Only by giving all of it to it can you be faintly favored by the other party.
... and the mermaid cultivated in the laboratory cannot meet the opportunity to stimulate this kind of courtship mechanism that violates the biological instinct.
However, at this moment, the idiot named Munster was singing a love song that was solely owned by Seymour, against a human being who could not hear the sound at all.
"Prince" suppressed the response to this voice, revealing a cold and disgusted expression.
"Do we need to kill it? ‘Prince’ adults, you don’t need to eat it to get enough energy to degenerate...”
Raisa said to the "prince" with his **** ear.
But the latter shook her head at her.
"Do not."
He says.
"We need to cultivate some stupid stuff..." "Prince" whispered, "The last time before breeding, it was what I needed. It was so stupid to choose my partner, one did not send love." Humans. Raisa, we have to find a way to let that human being with it."
