Ga!~

The meat ball expanded to the size of a basketball, with cracks on the surface. At the moment it completely exploded, an indescribable wave suddenly burst out without any warning.

Caught off guard, everyone in Laboratory No. 12 had a split headache, like a needle, as if something cold and harsh into their heads.

"Ah! It hurts so much!"

"What?"

"My head! Hiss, hell!"

They all hugged their heads and burst into tears.

The sudden headache came quickly and went quickly. Everyone quickly returned to normal, as if it was just an illusion, and nothing actually happened.

But everyone's face was either in a state of fear or in lingering fear, and seemed to be greatly frightened.

Chairman Demville, who was also caught off guard, bent over like a prawn and grinned, "Hell! What happened?"

In an instant, a strange word appeared in his head.

A laboratory staff member pointed to the cultivation warehouse and exclaimed: "Something has hatched."

Before this, they could only see some vague images through X-rays. The meatball itself seemed not very friendly to X-rays, so it was impossible to get a glimpse of the panoramic view.

The image detected by the b-superior device close to the surface of the meat ball is no better than the incomplete and fuzzy x-ray effect.

Therefore, we can only infer from the limited clues currently in hand that some unknown organism is developing inside, rather than meaningless tumors without much research value.

The blood-colored turbid media liquid in the glass tube of the culture chamber is being quickly replaced and becomes transparent and clear again.

The meat ball had completely cracked, and a monster with fangs was wandering in the cultivation warehouse, agilely swallowing the minced meat and meat scraps that were supposed to be the meat ball.

Its surface is covered with fine black scales, its limbs are slender, with sharp claws, and sharp bone spurs at its joints and spine.

Greedly swallowing the pieces of the meat ball, the remaining blood continued to spread, but it was quickly replaced and filtered.

What is even more confusing is that it does not seem to require breathing, and it is in the medium fluid, but it does not seem to suffocate at all.

"What is this?"

"monster!"

"God! Is it an alien?"

After watching too many biochemical horror movies, the people in the laboratory were so panicked.

It seems that these experimental personnel did not expect this situation either.

Dr. Moller raised his hands and said loudly: "Don't worry, the container strength of the cultivation chamber can withstand the shooting of light weapons, and even grenades are not afraid."

He had already made perfect preparations.

resident Evil?

That is impossible!

What if you escape from the training warehouse? The entire experimental area is completely closed and there is a thicker internal isolation wall. Even heavy machine guns cannot be broken in a short time.

There are also various disinfection equipment in the experimental area, which can be vacuumed 95% in two minutes, release infrared or ultraviolet rays to prevent viruses, and release deadly poison gas and disinfectants at the same time.

Not to mention alien creatures, even the most tenacious bacteria and viruses cannot survive.

With the identity of the highest authority owner of the institute, Dr. Moller quickly controlled the situation.

"Moller, you have to give me an explanation. What kind of thing is this? Is it really an alien? Is God's authority such a monster? Or do you want to say that God is simply a monster?"

Chairman Demville shook his head, unable to accept such a result.

The Lieher consortium is not an arms dealer and does not provide biological weapons to the government. Once the outside world knows that the consortium has invested in and developed such a monster, it will definitely turn into a rat on the street and everyone will shout and beat it.

The board of directors will never let him and Dr. Moller go.

Faced with a series of angry questions from Chairman Demville, Dr. Moller's face was a little unfavorable, but he still said calmly: "No, it's not like this, Mr. Demville, please listen to my explanation first. This is just an accident. Scientific research must be full of surprises. There will be many various accidents. Although most of them are bad, just like this time, some accidents are good, and they will bring endless wealth."

He couldn't understand why the previous experiments were half-mature embryos or just stillbirths. The DNA sequence was completely garbled, but this time it was a complete creature, life and vitality, and those sharp claws and bone spurs... also seemed to be called deformities.

You should know that the embryo prototype of the experiment was just an egg, and it was the most common and common white-feathered chicken fertilized egg. According to the factory-style breeding method, it can be slaughtered in one and a half months. Who would have thought that it would develop into such a monster?

But what Dr. Moller said was the truth. Without these accidents, human civilization would not be able to make progress.

Or human civilization and earthly creatures are an accident in themselves.

Chairman Demville quickly calmed down. He pointed to the hideous monster in the cultivation warehouse and said with some angrily: "We don't need those dangerous creatures. Things like this are like Pandora's magic box. Once opened, God knows what will happen."

At this moment, the monster who had swallowed the pieces of the meatball focused on the outside of the cultivation warehouse, looking at the humans outside with confusion and curiosity, with the greed in his eyes getting heavier and heavier.

Its sharp claws unconsciously scratched the transparent glass tube.

This monster is not full...

There were clearly visible thin marks on the inside of the transparent material that could withstand the shooting of light weapons in the doctor's mouth.

The experimenters kept screaming, and their faces were pale.

It is possible to leave such clear marks on the surface of bulletproof glass that can withstand light weapons' shooting, and I'm afraid that no creature on Earth can do the claws.

If it is scratched on a person, the skin and flesh should be light, and it is reasonable to split it.

"Okay, Mr. Chairman, we will handle it well, I promise!"

Dr. Moller is preparing to take action.

There was a change in the cultivation warehouse.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, the monster was hitting the cultivation warehouse, obviously no longer intending to stay in it.

"Dr. Moller, it's going to run out."

"The cultivation can't hold it in, God! Is this a monster in hell?"

Even though there was a stronger transparent bulletproof glass wall, the atmosphere in the laboratory became more and more panicked.

It seems that the horror scenes in the movie will happen in reality at any time, and none of them will be spared.

"Give me peace of mind!"

Dr. Moller shouted loudly, and he rushed to the console, operated it quickly for a few quick times. After verifying his fingerprint, he pressed it hard on a conspicuous red button.

A blue liquid was suddenly injected into the culture compartment, which was suffering from increasing impacts over and over again, which was particularly eye-catching in the medium liquid filled with the bin.

This liquid itself has no color. The color comes from the dye Prussian blue, which is used for color identification.

"Blue-ring octopus toxins, vx nerve toxins, potassium cyanide..."

Dr. Moller reported several highly poisonous names in a row.

"Doctor, it doesn't seem to work."

President Demville carefully pointed to the culture chamber in the laboratory that kept making dull noises.

The blue liquid had spread, but the monster continued to hit with full energy.

"Uh! It's so damn!"

Dr. Moller was a little angry and embarrassed, so he started to operate again.

Electric light flashes in the medium liquid, and a large number of bubbles continue to emerge.

Then a layer of metal sheath fell down and covered the glass tube.

The trump card of the training warehouse begins to work, and the internal impact sounds are getting slower and weaker, and eventually disappearing.

Dr. Moller launched more deadly mechanisms.

"High-energy ultraviolet rays and microwave heating, even aliens are dead, hahaha..."

The Chairman couldn't help but shivered.

Those who can destroy human civilization on Earth may not be war-crazy like Hitler, but they will definitely be scientists.

The deadly atmosphere that was almost breathless lasted for ten minutes, and under the operation of Dr. Moller, the metal cover that wrapped the bulletproof glass tube of the culture chamber slowly rose.

The hideous monster inside was floating in the medium liquid, no longer moving, and seemed to be dead-
Chapter completed!