Chapter 2 Shameless Project

Facing the architect's question, Shu Mo, who was working hard to deal with the remaining dirt on the floor with a cleaning tool, paused for a moment, and then slowly frowned.

The information on extremely dangerous pollutants held in the supervision room is collected and sealed by managers or higher-level people. Except for specific staff, the rest of the people do not have the authority or qualification to know that information, Shu Mo He knew that the other party was not asking him, a low-level cleaner, for specific information about the contaminants, but rather that he was curious about the contaminants, had some concern, and even had a desire to explore that he shouldn't have.

This is not good.

Shu Mo carefully observed the architect in front of him, but because of the color of his eyes, he couldn't even tell whether the man's eyes were naturally such a deep blue, or whether they had changed within a short period of contact with him. For some reason, it settled into the almost pure blue color it has now.

Shu Mo silently took a step back. Facing the architect's question, Shu Mo, as a low-level cleaner, could only respond with a formulaic smile: "I'm just an ordinary cleaner, how can I know so many things."

He tactfully said He said: "You have now installed the gate, it's time to go back to your department." By the way, do a brain check and body cleanup before leaving here.

The architect didn't look like he wanted to leave. His eyes turned a few times on the tools Shu Mo was holding and the stains on the ground. He suddenly came closer and said to Shu Mo: "Don't be afraid. , I'm just a little curious."

The architect stood in front of Shu Mo and said, "You have been working here for so long, and you are basically responsible for the cleaning of the supervision room. You really don't know... you are detained in it. What does it look like?"

The architect stood in front of Shu Mo and blocked Shu Mo's way with his body. He didn't know how unusual his expression looked. Shu Mo glanced at the place not far away. The camera suddenly realized that this was a surveillance blind spot. The man's eyes twitched, and before the other party seemed to continue to press, he said:

"The pollutant contained in the supervision room is a rose bush."

​​"...Rose?"

The architect murmured to himself, as if he heard some hallucinatory cry coming from his mind. Something settled deeper and deeper in his eyes, making them bluer and bluer. In his dazed moment, Shu Mo took two steps outside to get himself within the surveillance range, and then continued:

"I went to that supervision room to do some 'cleaning' several times, and every time I went in there... Every time, you can see a budding rose that seems to be growing.

"You probably haven't seen the large-scale accidents it caused after it escaped." Shu Mo said in a tone that seemed to be filled with lingering fear. I ran away sixteen times in the past month. For a while, I dreamed about crawling into the ventilation ducts and using a shovel to shovel out the roses growing in the ducts. "

"Tell me... more. A little bit..."

Shu Mo looked at the architect who looked a little distracted. With a kind smile on his face, he quietly pressed the alarm button configured by the janitor on the terminal with his finger - and then nothing happened.

Woc!

Shu Mo couldn't control the expression on his face for a moment, which seemed to wake up the architect a little. He looked at Shu Mo, suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "What were you doing just now...?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just I feel like this broken research institute should be blasted, haha."

The architect looked at him suspiciously. He stretched out his hand and couldn't help but pat his head, feeling that his brain was dizzy and a little swollen. The man didn't even notice anything unusual about his body, but suddenly felt hungry. An indescribable hunger made his stomach churn. The architect couldn't help but recall what he had eaten before coming: a meal that couldn't be said to be good. The work meal consists of steak and fried eggs with only light salt as seasoning. The architect swore that he was completely tired of eating these things. However, when he thought of that lunch now, the man's first reaction was to swallow it. saliva.

"What's going on..."

After Shu Mo pressed the button several times on the terminal, he still didn't receive any message. Not only that, there seemed to be something not right in the laboratory today, but Shu Mo still didn't know where the problem was specifically. Can't tell. He looked at the architect in front of him. His performance didn't look too abnormal, but when he thought about the characteristics of the pollutant, Shu Mo still felt a little scared.

In fact, Shu Mo didn't tell everything he knew just now.

Secondary Pollutant - I-58-DD - a dream come true.

This is the number that just regulated indoor pollutants.

It was also the culprit that caused the collective deaths of new employees around Shu Mo.

When he received the order to clean up the messy experiment, Shu Mo could even see the remnants of the beautiful sea of ​​flowers up close. Corpses fell to the ground one after another, their faces blurred, and from their eye sockets Clusters of fully bloomed roses grew out of the ears, and they were dark blue roses.

It was like a dream-like scenery: if there were no bones piled under the sea of ​​flowers.

The entire laboratory was full of spores remaining on the floor and walls. It took Shu Mo and the new employees a while to shovel down the buds that had taken root in the corners. However, they would still grow again after the next escape. And out.

Shu Mo thought very far, thinking about the sea of ​​flowers that occupied the entire corridor, thinking about the spores remaining in the ventilation ducts, and thinking about the desperate hell where he worked overtime for more than ten consecutive days. As he thought about it, he heard the man in front of him. Said to him:

"Hey, Y-210."

The architect swallowed his saliva and said to Shu Mo: "Do you know where the canteen in Area C is?"

"Ah?"

Under Shu Mo's guidance, he was already hungry. The architect with glowing eyes quickly rushed into the canteen and began to feast, scaring the canteen employees on duty today and making them confused.

There was no reply from the terminal. Shu Mo had no choice but to report the matter. But the architect seemed to have returned to normal while eating, and there was nothing strange about him other than that.

Shu Mo didn't know if this was his own fuss, but he could only pray that the hunters would return to Area C as soon as possible. Shu Mo only received the news after reporting it. Because of the riots in Area A, hunters in several other areas had already They were all transferred to Area A, which means it is self-evident: if there is chaos in Area C at this time, the only thing Shu Mo can do is to pray.

Under such a situation, the sense of danger made Shu Mo work faster.

He wished he could use his hands and feet to wipe out the reflection on the floor of the laboratory, leaving the newcomers around him dumbfounded: Is this the strength of the seniors?

Finally, after completing the cleaning of the last area, Shu Mo could go home and rest. While they were working, I-58-DD, who had been dragged for experiments, was also returned to the room.

S-31, who was responsible for cleaning up with him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the senior senior (half a year) in front of him, and said: "Y-210, you have been working here for so long, why don't you think of a way? Leave the laboratory?"

Shu Mo said without raising his head, "Because they gave me too much."

S-31 was an honest young man, and he was stunned after hearing this simple reason: "Yes. ”

After thinking for a while, he sighed: "But to be honest, the work in the laboratory is too dangerous. No one would be willing to come here if they were not desperate."

Shu Mo did not answer.

"My house has been prepared for me. I plan to leave my job in two days and find another place to work."

S-31 smiled with white teeth and looked very simple. Shu Mo cleaned up the last piece of land. Then he sprayed on a special disinfectant. He couldn't help but smile with relief when he could finally get off work. He had been carrying the S-31 next to him for the past two days. He might be resigning this time. His words were a bit confidential: "By the way, Come back, I still don't know your name. "

Y-210 is Shu Mo's number. All employees here have their own numbers. Their names are not very important. Shu Mo." He didn't expect that someone would suddenly ask this. He looked at the S-31 in front of him and shook his head: "You will be leaving your job in two days, why are you asking?"

Shu Mo did not deliberately remember other colleagues. I won’t even remember their names, or even their faces. Rather than receiving an order one day to clean up the traces left by colleagues who have been together day and night, it’s better to only know each other’s numbers. S-31 seemed to want to say something, but at this moment, a looming figure suddenly appeared in the distant corridor. Shu Mo did not look back, so naturally he could not see the architect he had just met before walking towards here in a daze. As he came over, S-31 seemed to be very curious about the sudden appearance of the man. He tilted his head and was about to go over to say hello when he suddenly froze and then froze.

"Y-210, do you know what is the most important thing if a cleaner is in danger?"

"...press the alarm?"

"No." S-31 turned to look at him, suddenly decisive "He ran faster than the other cleaner."

"...?"

"Brother, don't be ridiculous, I'm scared."

Shu Mo listened to his words, frowned, and then relaxed, because he suddenly felt The other party is right. When danger comes, you don't need to do anything. You just need to run faster than your teammates - wonderful.

He nodded, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong. He saw S-31's face turned pale, and then he glanced at him quickly - especially after glancing at his legs, the man suddenly grinned. , the smile still looks so honest and honest.

"I'm pretty sure I can run faster than you."

After he said this, he suddenly rushed toward the elevator door like a bear equipped with a motor. The man pressed the button frantically. Then he squeezed in under the horrified eyes of the employees in the elevator, and pressed the door close button: "I'm sorry, Y-210, don't blame me, after all, I don't know your name."

Shu Mo fell silent because he had noticed Why on earth did the other party behave like that?

"Ta, tap..."

crisp footsteps came, accompanied by painful breathing.

Shu Mo's body froze in place. As mentioned before, Shu Mo, as a cleaner, worked very hard and diligently.

Therefore, without looking back, he looked at the wall in front of him that had been polished like a mirror, and could see the man walking slowly from behind, his face covered with thorns and branches.

Like swords, the leaves have sharp edges, and several rose-patterned leaves extend out from the leaves like moth-eaten ones, tightly wrapping the man's head. His eyes tried their best to open wide, but he couldn't see anything clearly. It was a blur - because those things were growing out of his eye sockets.

"Ta, tap..."

The voice finally stopped behind Shu Mo.

"Y-210——"

The architect opened his hand and grabbed Shu Mo's arm fiercely. At the same time, Shu Mo heard a miserable scream, which came from the simultaneous wailing beside him. Seconds later, the architect's face turned to the other person, and the cleaner turned around and wanted to escape, but soon fell to the ground twitching, and then stopped moving.

From the beginning to the end, Shu Mo didn't make any unnecessary moves. He didn't even mean to run away. When the architect behind him caught him, Shu Mo even said like a casual chat: "You haven't... ...Go back to your department?"

"Y-210." The man's voice became low, as if he was trying hard to think, but his brain could no longer think at this time, so he needed a guide: "Take me there. ...Take me to the supervision room of I-58-DD. "

Calm down, Shu Mo thought, calm down. Although the hunter is not in Area C now, he is just a secondary pollutant. He must stabilize himself before the armed forces arrive. live each other. With

cold sweat streaming down his forehead, Shu Mo said to the man, "I'll take you there."

Like a hostage being held hostage, Shu Mo could hear the occasional confusing murmurs and heavy breathing coming from the architect's mouth along the way. , as he walked, he left a trail of faint blue powder along the way. Screams kept coming, and the whole area fell into chaos. Shu Mo originally wanted to lead the other party to the other side, but the man Suddenly said: "I can feel...the call of the tribe..."

"They are getting farther and farther away from me, they are calling me..."

Shu Mo's steps stopped, and he could only carry with him as if he had completely lost The conscious man walked towards the right path. He didn't know what the architect did to make him look like this in just a few hours, but the pain of being forced to work overtime after the work was completed was even more painful. He couldn't accept it.

Shu Mo finally brought the architect to the custody room of I-58-DD. He looked at the cell door where I-58-DD was still in normal operation and felt relieved sincerely, at least just now. When the cell door is repaired, the pollutants inside will not be able to escape for a while.

Seemingly realizing this, the architect let out an angry roar and punched the cell door. However, this only caused the color of the cell door he had built in front of him to change slightly, from pure black to transparent. When the contents were exposed to the outside world, even Shu Mo couldn't help but be shocked by the sight for a second.

It is like being imprisoned in a cage, but trying its best to grow. Every leaf and bud is spreading with all its strength, tremblingly revealing the sea of ​​flowers with cruel beauty.

In just a few hours, the roses have grown into every corner of the prison cell and are trying to spread the colony outward - but the cell door blocks their progress.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shu Mo's phobia of ventilation ducts was aroused again, and he felt a little bit PTSD. After a trace of fanaticism flashed in the architect's eyes, the flowers wrapped around his brain seemed to communicate with his brain. Something was read.

The cell door... defects...

the leaves stretched out, but they all rushed to the same place at that moment. Looking at this scene, Shu Mo silently took a few steps back, and the ominous feeling in his heart became stronger.

This, but, is the newly installed secondary protection.

It shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

Secondary protection: Haha.

Today seems to be Shu Mo's unlucky day.

Under his gaze, the man watched helplessly as the sea of ​​​​flowers in the supervision room poured in, and they all hit one point: it was the screw that the architect had not tightened when he was working before.

The screw is still lying quietly in the man's pocket.

Under Shu Mo's disbelieving gaze, the sound of broken glass fragments appeared on the entire protective barrier, and spider web-like gaps extended all the way. When the seemingly unbreakable door shattered, At that moment, Shu Mo's only thought was:

The shoddy project is harmful to people! ! !