Little Mushroom

"The Colonel Dignified Judge can only be placed under house arrest in my laboratory." Dr. Ji put a stack of information on the table and sneered: "Need me to bring you a meal?"

Sitting on the soft chair that originally belonged to Dr. Ji was not the doctor himself, but a judge in a black uniform. He held his arms in an inattentive posture, his long legs crossed, and a silver badge was missing from his chest. However, the silver drooping spikes of the uniform filled the color gap, making his clothes and appearance impeccable.

Frost's pupils scanned the silver laboratory: "Do you think I would stay here?"

"I suggest you be nice to me, I am not demanding, and it is enough to return to one hundredth of our friendship when we were young." Dr. Ji said, "You have to recognize the situation, the Trial Chamber itself is difficult to protect, if even me-you The only friends on this base will no longer keep you, and you will be immediately torn apart by outsiders. I heard that the United Front has held three consecutive meetings with the theme of whether the judges should abolish all powers in the "Judges Act" Qualification for killing. "

Having said that, he blinked playfully: "Did you choose to come back from the wild and regret it?"

He intends to provoke this person's emotional fluctuations, but has not succeeded, and Lu Yan's expression has not changed from before he heard this sentence.

——Since the exchange of components between non-contact genetic pollution and inanimate matter has been discovered, the base has fallen into a stale atmosphere. Maybe the next moment the magnetic poles will be defeated by distortion. They become monsters and artifacts. Or merge with this steel base. These 8,000 people are the elites and leaders of the army and the lighthouse. The most superior population among the existing human beings is precisely because of their superior intelligence. They can better predict the terror of the doomsday that must come. The dying base maintains a kind of Tight peace, like a lake with a thin layer of ice, looks solid, but as long as a stone is thrown, it can cause the whole to collapse.

The cause of the incident was a shooting ten days ago.

"If it's someone else, you're fine, you ..." The doctor looked at the judge who was indifferent to himself, and gritted his teeth.

The man killed was a respected scientist at the lighthouse, who had made outstanding contributions in calculating trajectories and improving artillery shells—hence the Taishan Beidou in the military industry. Naturally, researchers in the entire field love his juniors, and the military also respects him.

Ten days ago, Lu Yan and Seran met the scholar in the corridor of the United Front Center, and they even nodded to each other and said hello.

However, at the moment when he passed the wrong body, Lu Yan pulled out Selan's gun around his waist. His marksmanship was always accurate. The trigger action was fast and decisive. The bullet was in the back of the cannonball expert. Plasma Exploding like fireworks, a dead body fell to the ground.

This incident almost alarmed the entire base.

The students and friends of the deceased were all over the base. They claimed that the deceased was agile, courteous, gentle, and showed no signs of infection at all. He asked the trial court to give a statement.

But the living person is dead, and the genetic testing equipment was completely shut down because of the destruction of core components in the wave of material fusion two months ago, and there is no basis to support the judge's judgment. In this regard, the judge's only statement was that he acted in full accordance with the trial rules.

Many old issues have been found out, and the call for the trial court to publish trial rules reached the highest in this period. However, limited to the powers given to the Trial Chamber by the Trial Act, they were unable to send Lu Ying to a military court-and controversy over the Act reached its peak. A young man named Collin—he claimed to be the pioneer of the anti-judgment movement in the outer city. In the disaster that left the main city with only 8,000 people, he fled because he was a teacher working in the Garden of Eden. After a disaster. At this moment, the enthusiastic young man once again screamed those slogans that used to ring through the outer city, while slamming the relentless trampling of human nature by the rest of the base's military system, he quickly gained a large number of loyal fans .

After a long silence, the United Front Center chose to suppress it. However, the existing humans at the base are mainly members of the lighthouse and the Garden of Eden. They have limited strength and can't fight hard. At this moment, as long as one person dies, humans are reduced by one-eighth. A riot in a chaotic 8,000-person society seems to be an unsolvable problem.

At the cusp of such a blast, a little-known data from the past was circulated from the inside of the lighthouse and distributed everywhere.

It was a top-secret archive of the "Fusion Faction" many years ago. People are so secretive about the existence of this faction, but they do have unquestionable scientific research capabilities. In a decade-long experiment and observation, they estimated a probability that a living person infected with a gene is one in 10,000 likely to obtain monster characteristics while retaining a certain level of human consciousness. One percent is likely to regain a certain level of human consciousness within three years after becoming a monster.

To make matters worse, this data is accompanied by an objective note in tone. One in 10,000 and 65.5% are theoretical estimates. The real probability in reality may be slightly higher.

On the day the data was leaked, the entire base broke out.

In response, Colin wrote a long article entitled "One Hundred Years of the Trial Chamber-Unprovable Sins".

At the same time, a crazy soldier lurked outside the trial court and fired at the judge. It is said that his beloved officer and comrades-in-arms died under the judge's gun, but unfortunately, the judge is a soldier who is a hundred times better than him in any respect. But this move inspired others. For a time, the trial court became a target of all kinds.

— Until Dr. Jibran submitted an application to the lighthouse.

Dr. Ji proposed that spore samples from the abyss are unprecedentedly infectious and infected, infected, distorted and distorted. If the mechanism can be studied and applied to the human body, humans may also obtain this valuable Characteristics. However, this strange, active spore showed an unusual closeness to the Colonel of the Trial Chamber, and when it came in contact with the Colonel, the growth rate and cell viability would increase.

Therefore, the colonel must cooperate with this research project, and the base must ensure the personal safety of the colonel, which may be the last hope of human beings.

So a certain colonel Lu appeared in Dr. Ji's laboratory.

"The expected three months are coming. Although there is no precise evidence, the fate of mankind is counting down." Dr. Ji sat next to Lu Yan and said, "The original city never cared about the judge system, but now they also As soon as the outer city is about to face the trial. You have to understand that once the magnetic pole is defeated by distortion, all people are at risk of infection, everyone will face trial, and they may all die under your gun. The trial court though They have n’t done anything now, but they have become their spiritual enemies. Comprehensive aberrations will eventually come. They hope that they can do one ten thousandth or sixty-five percent. Overturning you can make them live long. For one thing, it has nothing to do with what you do. Fear of death is a biological instinct. "

Having said that, he frowned slightly and whispered: "No matter how tight the trial court has been for so many years, there has not been a word about the details of the trial. I believe you must have reasons to do so. But in fact, I have always wanted to ask you another question, the data of the Fusion School, did you know ... before?

Lu Yan's eyes crossed him, looking at the spores floating in the green culture medium.

Because he was in the room, the mycelium of the spores stretched relaxedly, it grew a bit, and the palm of a person was so big in the core.

"Are there any results?" He asked lightly.

"Sorry, no. It's a liar like An Dam's **** little thing. Now its only role is to serve as your shield and don't know when it can be blocked." Dr. Ji looked into Lu Yan's eyes.

Those eyes-green eyes, the northern base is mainly Asians, where other races live, black pupils are common, and other colors-such as blue and brown are not uncommon, but the frost is cold. Green is too special, and sometimes he has an illusion, which is some kind of inorganic nature without emotion, just like this person's usual eyes.

It seemed that no matter how many people were killed and how they were treated by others, he was unmoved. No need to understand, no need to forgive, he has always been so high.

A feeble annoyance spread to Dr. Mind's mind.

"I shouldn't care about you, let alone try to comfort you, you don't care." He took a deep breath and spread his hand, saying, "Every time I try to convince myself that you are a good person, you tell me by action. In the case of indifference, you are really ... really **** gifted. "

He examined the face of the landing maggot—the man's facial features were exquisitely strong like a carved doll, but unfortunately the material was frozen ice that would not change for thousands of years. The situation outside was so tense that the Doctor was afraid that someone would smash the laboratory door and throw a stone at the judge the next moment, but his own expression could not see any internal pain and torture, and even, on the contrary, the man's drooping eyelashes There was a solemn calmness, a black butterfly like a ghost stopped in the solemn window of the temple.

The "Judiciary Act" has not yet been abolished, and Lu Ye's authority in the electronic system is still very high. At this moment, the computer screen next to him is still playing real-time surveillance video of the crowded base of the base to confirm that no one is infected.

The doctor gave himself up, and at the same time made a sarcastic remark: "I'm curious, what expression will you have on the day when the gallows are sent to the base by the owners."

Having said that, he stared at Lu Yuan's eyes and tried to capture the fluctuations in his mood. Unfortunately, Lu Yan was not attracted by this fierce gaze. He had been looking at the spores or the whole culture instrument. Or something in the void.

"Thank you," said the cold voice, "I deserve it."

Dr. Ji's fist on the table was loosened and clenched. Eventually he leaned back against the chair and said, "I should push you out, you've been crazy."

"I'm sober." Lu Yan finally turned his eyes back to him. "Is there anything I can do to help in the laboratory?"

"Look at your little fungus and make it grow faster," said the doctor. "If you can, help me pay attention to the communication channel of the institute."