Chart Topper Queen

With every breath, the sound of slow and gentle breathing is infinitely amplified in the ears, clearly audible.

Little Aibe's eyelashes trembled, and she woke up in the process of fighting against the heavy body. The scene she was looking at was unfamiliar. The seaweed-like dark green water was desperately moving forward, squeezing the glass in front of her.

She was locked in a glass, to be precise, a glass bottle. In a closed space, the lid closed the opening on the top of her head. She was like a butterfly to be made into a specimen, ushering in death in the laboratory vessel.

The space of this glass bottle seems to be tailor-made for her, just enough to put down her alone, even turning her head is not so easy. But her gray-blue eyes still took the surrounding scenes into her eyes, like a small beast who had drilled out of a cave, exploring this world she had never seen before.

There are other "experiments" floating in the water. Glass bottles of various sizes are crowded in this water. There is a person in each glass bottle. Only she has woken up. The others were still floating with their eyes closed, some men and women alike.

Their unhealthy faces became more and more sickly white against the algae green, and they were distorted and projected on the glass, like swollen corpses soaked in water.

The water flowed in one direction, and they floated for a while, as if from one area to another, the color of the water was gradually infected by jet black, from dark green to black green, and then even that greenness disappeared completely, become deep and dense.

Little Aibe's skin gradually felt tingling, she blinked blankly, and suddenly hit an underwater building in her sight.

This is the real mansion.

It is not a mocked "building" made of garbage, but a real skyscraper. It is neat and clean, towering into the sky, and the rooms are like small square lattices, and the order is just like.

She had only seen 2D photos in the picture decoder Feynman found for her.

Slightly different, the tall buildings in the 2D photos are all reflecting icy light, blocking all sight. What appeared in front of Xiao Ai Bei was a transparent glass building.

She could clearly see the shadows of people on every floor of the building and in every compartment. Some looked down at them alone, while others talked together, pointing to the utensils they were living in and talking about something.

There is light in the glass building, sowing a visible area for the thick sewage.

Under the irradiation of strong light, these people drew long shadows and cast them on the glass building. Their speech and behavior were magnified, and the group of demons swayed like a dance.

The pain in the peripheral nerves stimulated little Aibe, and suddenly pulled her back from her focused observation.

She lowered her head and found that there seemed to be a layer of floating ash on her body, and her skin was pale gray, like a layer of gray paint, and even the veins and veins were dimmed.

She didn't know what was going on, she rubbed her skin in a daze, but nothing came out, as if the gray was something she was born with.

People in the building gradually reduced their conversations, and red numbers were suddenly lit up in each grid, ranging from 1-50 numbers, but not every number was chosen.

Ai Bei lowered his gaze, saw the position of his knee, and marked a number 13 from the outside. That's the number affixed to the glass bottle.

Someone in the building chose that number.

After the people in the mansion made a choice, the people in the vessel finally gradually woke up.

At this time, little Aibe thought of Feynman.

Feynman had speculated that what they saw on the planet was just the tip of the iceberg.

"This planet, it seems that people are dying every day, as if these people are exhausted from the guarantee of survival, but in fact, the huge number of people who die at the grassroots level reveals a message - in the dead and garbage piles. From the bottom up, there is a ladder, and someone has already climbed to the top, enjoying the completely different scenery."

Seeing that she was ignorant, he borrowed the background of his own planet, and together with the inferior picture decoder, he constructed the concept of society for her little by little.

He also talked about the power struggle between the Stargates, including a "gambling game".

There is a popular gambling game among star clan families. They select and cultivate their own mecha warriors from the lower classes, and when the time is right, they will be put on the battlefield to compare their achievements. The winner receives an agreed stake, which includes resources at all levels of society.

Simple games have complex meanings behind them.

In this not exactly the same scene, little Aibe was triggered memory. Corresponding numbers, selected test items, strange changes on the skin...

Is she the chosen one in the gamble? From the day they found out that someone had invaded, they had been prepared for the look down of those who had already climbed to the top, and the malice that followed. It's just the most perfect preparation they can do, and in the eyes of these people, it may be full of loopholes.

Little Abe thought in a daze. Before she could think clearly, she was interrupted by a low growl next to her.

Most of the people in the other vessels are rioting, they wake up from pain, the high-radiation sewage causes them to undergo physical changes, and those with poor tolerance are frantically tearing their skin, trying to tear the pain.

But this didn't help, only to see these glass bottles spinning weakly in the water, just like their fate.

It was only then that Xiao Ai Bei realized that his body had also changed again. Small bulges appeared on his body from time to time, such as tens of thousands of small bugs that devoured flesh and blood under his skin, and were eager to get out.

She wrinkled her nose, trying to resist the sudden itching.

"What the **** is this place?!" Someone yelled.

"It's waste water." A relatively calm man replied. He put glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the frame was twisted, just like his painful expression, "The water closest to the No. 7 garbage collection point can be known by looking at the water quality. This is a high radiation area."

The sound from the glass bottle was dull, but unexpectedly everyone could hear it.

The men with glasses found sound-transmitting equipment at the bottom, but it didn't help their situation.

A woman with a scar on her face murmured, "So the rumors are true..."

"What rumor?"

The woman is silent.

The others urged her to speak quickly.

The woman laughed hoarsely, "Have you seen those alien species?"

Speaking of "Xenogeneic", the expressions of everyone present changed.

"Xenomorphs" are lifeforms with morphological changes, with powerful attack capabilities, and some even devour humans, but at the same time, they can also speak human language, so they are called "Xenogenes". But the woman's expression at the moment made everyone think of another possibility.

Is it...

"Xenogeneic, it is the mutation of ordinary humans who were caught in the high radiation area. Just like us now."

Even if the radiation pollution of junk stars is already very serious, in most cases, it will damage human organs and will not cause human mutation. In addition to radiation, this water area also has a special substance-induced mutation.

As if in response to the woman's words, the pain felt unbearable over time, and at this moment one of the vessels "bang" exploded, bursting the flesh and pieces of glass that had burst open. Outflow, the bright red blood in the human body flows into the sewage, and quickly loses its traces.

This was a strong man, and his body finally couldn't bear the radiation pressure of the mutation and collapsed.

When others saw this scene, they slapped the vessel like crazy!

Even the woman with the scar on her face, who seemed to accept her fate, couldn't help but firmly embedded her nails in the palm of her hand.

The people in the glass building were indifferent to their collapse, and some even showed strange and excited expressions. They laughed at the people who chose the wrong number, and excitedly waited for their chosen test items to witness the moment of their success.

- To mutate and survive in high radiation is success. The mutation that the scarred woman said started from the moment the human body exploded.

Before people have had time to digest this information, they have already seen the "mutation" process in themselves.

A woman's flesh and blood suddenly dissolved and flowed down. She watched in horror as her hair fell off, her fat melted, and turned into a dark brown liquid that accumulated in the vessel.

And she is still alive.

The shrill screams were still all around her, no vocal cords, no idea how she was vocalizing, but the others could still hear the dull thud of her hitting the bottle, thump and thump.

Little Aibe had never heard the word "xenogeneic" until the person in front of him changed.

She remembered the "scorched earth" she had encountered before. Before the "scorched earth", she also encountered powerful aliens that looked like inhuman beings. In Xiao Aibe's memory, it was the same as the "monster" in the memory of ordinary children. are similar. She can always find a way to take them down.

It turned out that these aliens came from here. She seemed to understand something, but she didn't fully understand it.

All she knew was that she didn't want to be like this.

There was less and less air in the mouth of the bottle, and her body changed more and more clearly, her skin turned dark gray, and her invisible eyes changed just like her skin. The worm in her body has turned into a roaring beast, desperately trying to break through the confinement brought by her weak body.

For the first time, a painful look appeared on Ai Bei's face.

She had Feynman's unfinished tools on her body and was not searched. These gamblers have never been cautious, they arrogantly despised these ants, and naturally they don't think they can change their fate with these little props.

It was a cutting tool that grew into the shape of a pocket knife. Feynman was going to hand it over to Abe for self-defense, but they had yet to find an energy source suitable for its installation.

The blade of the knife alone cannot cause damage to the glass bottle.

So she disassembled the acoustic device in the glass bottle and took its energy board.

Those panic, screaming, crashing noises disappeared in an instant. She loaded the energy board into the cutting tool. She had seen Feynman assemble repair products and learned quickly.

The laser cutting tool is activated, and the blue light passes a gentle light on the sharp edge.

But after she slashed a knife on the glass bottle, water seeped in from the outside world.

The liquid stuck to the skin, and the skin turned from gray to black corrosively. Little Aibe bit her cheek in pain, but she didn't scream, let alone stop, and just focused on cutting the bottle.

The numbers on the glass edifice have been constantly changing since someone died, the losers left the stage, and the cells were quickly occupied by new people.

But the expressions on their faces are exactly the same, the frenzy, excitement, and strangeness are intertwined, and they are extremely terrifying.

More and more test items have mutated, some hair grows crazy, their noses and mouths are submerged by hair, some insects grow antennae from their abdomens, and more disappear into the waters with the explosion.

Most of the mutations have failed, and some people were scared to death after the mutation, and the person who placed the bet on him angrily raised his fist and smashed the glass of the building, opening his mouth and closing his mouth as if saying: "It's useless. coward!"

Other people in the glass bottle spotted her movement.

"What does that little girl want to do?"

"Don't go out, you will die!"

The man wearing glasses anxiously discouraged her from being stupid. He reported a set of scientific formulas and data in an attempt to tell her that her chances of survival would be lower. Countless bubbles appeared on his face as if they were scalded, pushing out from the flesh.

The woman with the scar on her face watched it all sadly. Dandelion-like white hair began to grow on her arms and face, and it looked like moldy, dead flesh.

They all found that she had no obvious mutation reaction, it is likely that the body has a very high resistance to such substances.

Born on a junk star, they may have brutally killed their own kind, but at the last moment of their lives, they are willing to give such a little useless and kind attention.

Hope the little girl lives longer.

Little Aibe can't hear these.

She was still breaking through the glassware that trapped her. As she cut the glass into pieces, more and more water rushed in, and when it reached the peak, it broke through the small mouth of the shards and completely drowned her!

The majestic energy rushed in, and the beast in the body seemed to smell blood and slammed into her skeleton excitedly!

Little Aibe's life has never been so painful, but she thought that if she was locked in a bottle, she might become the same strange thing as those people.

She didn't want to be weird.

Feynman said that gambling begins with the bettor, and when a person's heart moves, the game appears.

Well, as long as these people disappear.

She glanced over there from a distance.

The frenzied expressions of the people in the glass building froze, unable to believe that someone was asking for a dead end.

The specially made experimental vessel itself isolates a part of the negative energy brought by radiation and plays a certain degree of protection. Now that she has broken the protective layer, she will only die faster.

The person who selected Xiao Ai Bei's number 13 watched with interest at first, but when she really broke through the glass bottle, his face became dejected and angry, resenting her "failure"!

He roared at her through the glass!

Just as they thought, little Ai Bei was bleeding all over under the impact of the current. The blood flowed out from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose at first, and then densely oozing blood from the skin, the blood covered her epidermis, as if it had formed her own protective film. She swam in the direction of the glass building, very slowly, like a pulling puppet.

But the little "blood puppet" swam to the glass building.

There was a cobweb of shattered windowpanes smashed by the gamblers in anger. She stretched out her hand as if to completely destroy the pane of glass before entering the building and killing the people inside.

Those who had fallen into a frenzy now looked at her close face in shock. Never thought the "prey" would break into their game. The little girl's eyes were like dusty gems, empty and silent, and looked at them silently, very strange.

But she ultimately failed.

She only caught the current.

And the glass building twists with the gesture of the water.

This underwater glass building is just a hologram.

After a short silence, someone laughed wildly.