After Being Parasitized by a Monster 60

Chapter 60: Even in death, you can’t get rid of me.

In the summer of 2161, Qu Ying had already settled down in the Security Department.

Professor Cheng Ran had said that she wanted to introduce her to her daughter and had invited her to her home.

The sky in August was very blue. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw them standing in front of the gate of the duplex house’s courtyard. Cheng Ran was holding a little girl’s hand with her right hand and introduced her:

“This is Cheng Ming.”

The sun above was bright and scorching. The two of them, one big and one small, looked as if they had been carved from the same mold, and they were both shining in the golden light.

“Baby, say hello to your sister,” Cheng Ran said with a smile, giving her a light push and letting her walk towards Qu Ying.

The little girl was about nine years old. She was wearing a white and blue dress, and her hair was neatly braided behind her ears. She pursed her lips and looked up at her, barely showing a smile that was almost invisible, and her eyes were still cold.

It really suited her name, making one think of a deep sea at a glance. She didn’t know how a little girl could have such an unapproachable temperament at such a young age.

Of course, Qu Ying later found out that the other was just not good at socializing and was a little reserved.

To be more direct, she was shy of strangers.

She bent down and stretched out her hand, and with a bit of a bad intention, she ruffled Cheng Ming’s hair and said her first words to her:

“Hello, little one.”

…

Thirteen years later.

On October 11th, the unique rain belt of the 30,000-kilometer-long Binhai Defense Center, the air was still humid, and the secret experimental bases scattered in the remote rear were no exception.

Qu Ying stood in the hall of a building with a style that was different from the other experimental areas, and naturally thought of that summer many years ago.

A brilliant light shone down from the high dome, and the scene in front of her somewhat overlapped with that of that year.

It was just that that day was warm and hot, and the colors of midsummer were dazzling. Covering her eyes, she seemed to still be able to smell the sweet fragrance that was unique to that memory, and the slight bitterness that had been precipitated by the twists and turns of time.

But now, there was only desolation and coldness.

If it were a dream, it would also be a grotesque nightmare of a gloomy blue cold flame burning on the boundless sea.

Qu Ying had been escorted over and had cooperatively been injected with a strong inhibitor. A silver metal ring was buckled on her neck, and the shackles were worn by her like some kind of trendy accessory.

She looked straight ahead, and there was originally a nonchalant smile on her lips, as if she wanted to see how much more surprise this crazy world could give her.

But soon, her gaze slowly became empty, and her expression became indifferent, a little lost.

A woman in a white lab coat walked out, wearing a snow-white mask. Her slightly curly long hair was casually tied up with a laboratory’s recording pen, but it did not affect her temperament.

A different temperament from the past.

Cold, suspended, and a faint smell of a living person.

She couldn’t see the lower half of her face, but it was not as hard to recognize as she had imagined.

After six years, she had walked up to her step by step like this, and there was also a young girl behind her.

Not a stranger, her “colleague.” The temperature was a bit high today, but the other was still wearing long clothes and long pants, and not a single bit of skin was exposed. Qu Ying remembered that this girl had dimples when she smiled, and she had a very sweet and approachable appearance, completely different from Cheng Ming.

But at this moment, she was looking at Qu Ying from a distance, with a reluctant expression, as if Qu Ying were here to snatch her mother.

Yes, she also called this woman “Mom.”

Number MM221.

The 221st mermaid project after Professor Cheng Ran had started the first fusion experiment in 2152.

And also the only surviving, successful mermaid chimera to date.

“Let’s go.”

Hearing this calm and emotionless female voice, Qu Ying’s gaze turned from the 221 who called herself “Little Seashell” to the researcher in front of her—this lady who was great and outstanding both in the past and in the present. She suddenly had a feeling that was hard to describe, which could be called a bad emotion. She couldn’t help but raise the corners of her lips and asked with a brilliant smile:

“Your precious daughter is dead, you know that?”

…

Security Department apartment building.

In the bathroom on the 17th floor, the water trickled over the red seashell. Cheng Ming gently wiped it with her fingers, wiping off the fine sand at the corners.

She re-strung it with a thin thread and hung it on her chest.

Since she couldn’t throw it away, and she didn’t dare to throw it away again, she could only keep it carefully.

The water heater was humming slightly. She stepped into the shower, and the hot water fell from the sky like rain and hit the ground. She lathered up and carefully washed her “hair.”

Although the mycelia seemed to have a certain self-cleaning ability, she still felt very dirty.

So disgusting.

She pursed her lips and looked at the dark mycelia that were clinging to her skin, feeling an indescribable discomfort in her heart. As expected, when you hate someone, you will also find their things unpleasant.

When they were trapped in that dark cave, they had been in a stalemate for a long time, and Xiao Ming had finally reluctantly revealed the truth—that human-snake monster was inviting her to go with it.

Go with it for what?

I don’t know.

It didn’t want to find out at all. It was the breeding season for sea snakes now. Who knew what the other had in mind, using a red seashell to please Cheng Ming?

Xiao Ming didn’t want her to establish a connection with any other creature.

Whether it was a human, or a monster.

“You have me, that’s enough,” it said with conviction.

So unreasonable.

After that, this Fish-Fungus had very consciously fallen silent. They had just had a fight, and it knew that what had made Cheng Ming the most angry was its deception of acting first and reporting later. So out of guilt, it had disappeared, and had not appeared again until now.

The steam was hot and stuffy. Cheng Ming put her ten fingers into her “hair” and rubbed it almost masochistically, so hard that it was as if she wanted to tear them apart.

It wanted her to live. This was not accurate enough.

It wanted her to live only with it.

She had still underestimated its possessiveness.

If it weren’t for the fact that mutated creatures had not yet mutated to the point of being able to withstand cannonballs with their flesh and blood, and that messing around would put them on the wanted list of the Security Department and they would be pursued and intercepted, she believed that it probably wouldn’t even mind going on a killing spree and directly forcing her to roam the world with it.

“Don’t touch me with your feeding mycelia again, it’s so dirty.”

Cheng Ming wrung out the water, wrapped her head in a shower cap, and turned to face the shower, letting the water wash over her from head to toe.

This time, Xiao Ming couldn’t play dead.

It instantly popped out and asked cautiously, “Are you just saying that in anger?”

Cheng Ming ignored it.

Her thoughts turned from the human-snake monster itself to the abnormal behavior that Lu Qian had shown when she had seen the human-snake monster, and then to the interesting attitude of the other side when she had reported it to the biology department.

She frowned slightly, and as she washed, she thought. She stood still and suddenly turned off the faucet. Her heart jumped twice, and she was scared by the thought that had flashed through her mind.

There was another thing that was bothering her.

There were currently two known groups of monsters.

One group was from the ocean, highly intelligent mutated creatures, most of which had the ability to disguise themselves as humans, through their own methods such as parasitism. The other group was deliberately created by the Security Department, and most of them were directly combined with humans, through experimental technical means.

But now, it seemed that the ocean also had monsters that had fused with humans… in this way, the boundary between the two was not clear enough.

The order was unknown.

If the former came first, then it was just an extreme measure that the Security Department had taken to deal with the monsters. Although it was hard to judge whether it was good or bad, and she, this experimental subject, was also a victim, the main goal was, after all, bright and positive. It could be said that it was a path that had been explored out of necessity for the safety of the human race.

But what if the latter came first…

Then, was it a farce of one’s own making, or a complete conspiracy?

Just thinking about it was chilling.

…

In the bedroom on the other side.

The desk lamp was like a bright little sun, quietly shining in the corner. Yan Rong sat at the desk, half of her face was clearly outlined by the bright light, and the other half was hidden in the shadow, her expression blurry.

In her hand, she was holding a small glass bottle the size of an eye drop.

She gently turned it with three fingers and watched as the liquid inside was clear and colorless, and it rippled with shining waves on the wooden desk.

In addition, she also had two small brown bottles on her left hand, which also contained medicinal liquid.

They had all been delivered with the ordered fruits and vegetables this morning.

The company on the other side was also quite resourceful, but this time, they were a little slow.

If there were a parasitic monster in the house that was full of malice towards people, she didn’t know how many times she would have died in such a long time.

“It’s a special period. You know how rare the things from the Security Department are,” the other explained.

Including the instructions, a long text was left in the dialog box. Yan Rong put down the bottle, and with a calm expression, she took a final, careful look, tapped her index finger, and pressed the delete key, clearing the record backup as well.

The one in her hand was a nerve inhibitor.

As its name implied, it acted on the human nervous system.

Since the other could achieve such a seamless disguise, accurately simulating Yan Li’s every word and action, and even matching many of the memory details of normal times, the method of parasitism was definitely neural.

This medicine was developed to detect abnormalities in the nervous system. After taking it, if symptoms such as slow movements, confused speech, and loss of emotional control appeared, the essence of the parasitism could be exposed.

It sounded very practical, but like those special medicines, this thing had low production and was expensive. At the same time, the trouble was that it also had an effect on the human body itself, and the side effects would vary depending on the individual. It was not impossible for it to cause nerve paralysis and hemiplegia. Therefore, if it was not more than 80% certain, even the Security Department would not use it easily.

In addition, this was actually very risky for her herself.

If the monster were to go berserk because of the side effects or because of anger, she would be the first to be affected. In addition, her mobility was limited, and it would be difficult for her to even escape.

But… if it really came to that, she probably wouldn’t want to run either.

Yan Rong put the nerve inhibitor into the storage bag on the side of the wheelchair’s backrest frame and picked up the other two bottles to look at.

She took out a syringe, drew the liquid from one of the bottles, clamped the piston with a clip, and also put it into the storage bag.

The color of these two bottles was a bit too flamboyant, and they were not suitable for being mixed into food, because there was no need to cover them up in the first place.

This was a neurotoxin.

The kind that was instantly fatal.

She looked at the remaining bottle of poison. The warm orange light from top to bottom passed through the dark glass, and it shone with a psychedelic light in all directions, which was reflected in her shining eyes. The next second, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but rise, and her expression could even be described as happy.

A little sad, and a little quiet smile.

Sister, if you are no longer you, I will avenge you… I will take the murderer who killed you, hold your warm body, and go to hell with you.

Even in death, you can’t get rid of me.

…

Knock, knock—

Cheng Ming was tidying up her bed, which was as hard as a prison bunk, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Sister, am I coming in?”

The door was not locked this time. In order to conform to Yan Li’s habit, she had just left it ajar. And so the person outside used a questioning tone, but the next second, click, she directly pushed the door open.

The sound of a wheelchair was approaching. Cheng Ming, who had been concentrating on her thoughts, suddenly straightened up and turned around, like a startled cat, and her whole body was filled with vigilance and tension.

Her first feeling was the dissatisfaction of having her private space invaded by a stranger, so much so that her reaction was a bit exaggerated.

But two seconds later, she remembered that this was Yan Li’s room, and the other was Yan Li’s intimate sister, and she was now “Yan Li.”

Moreover, she had also promised Yan Li that she would take good care of her sister for her.

It’s not easy to be an older sister, and there’s no personal space… how did Yan Li live before?

After sighing silently in her heart, Cheng Ming put down the mattress and braced herself to go up to her. “What’s wrong, Rongrong? You’re not resting yet?”

“Sister, I made you some soup. I learned how to make it today, but you came back late…” Yan Rong was holding a small ceramic soup tureen and looked at her with a wronged and expectant look. “It won’t taste good if you leave it until tomorrow.”

She finally knew why a gentle knife was the most fatal. Although she was just short of saying directly, you can’t refuse me, but with such a soft and sweet, coquettish voice, it was hard for anyone to resist.

I’ve brushed my teeth… a sentence was stuck in her throat. Cheng Ming looked at the soup tureen in her hand and then at her expectant expression, and sighed.

Alright.

She took it. The ceramic wall was still warm, and she was about to drink it all in one go.