Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 400: Mutation - Loneliness 9

Time seemed to have stopped, and every second passed extremely slowly.

The three of them couldn't help but take a deep breath. The moldy smell was like an invisible film that tightly wrapped around the lungs. The smell was so strong that it made them feel nauseous.

They covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make any sound, for fear of waking up the one sitting in the pool not far away...

woman!

She has the most beautiful and delicate face in the world, her hair is as thick and curly as seaweed, her eyes are closed, her faint smile is warm and gentle, and her arms are naturally floating on the water due to weightlessness.

Gumbling—

The three of them swallowed in fear, their eyes continuing to move downward uncontrollably.

"God..."

Under the clear water, the area below the woman's chest was replaced by a huge olive-shaped worm abdomen, which seemed to be filled with something. It was bulging high and the surface was very smooth, revealing a certain color.

And on the edge of the pool around her, three small eggs were floating quietly.

Two of them were covered with mildew, like a layer of rotten moss, with dark green and black-gray lines mixed together.

The musty smell they smelled came from here.

Liu Shen murmured absentmindedly: "What...what on earth is this?"

Can she still be called a human being?

Are all women in this world like this?

“I don’t know about other things,” the captain retreated fearfully, “I’m sure this is a restricted area… Let’s get out before he finds us.”

Liu Shen hurriedly followed, "Yes, yes, we have to get out quickly, otherwise we will be killed if we are blocked."

“Wait, wait!” Dong Liniu pointed over with a pale face, “She-she-she moved!”

Liu Shen and Chang Tianhua suddenly froze in place.

what?

Moved?

Is it alive?!

Thousands of horrifying images immediately emerged in the minds of the two men, and their hearts were pounding so hard that they were about to stop beating in the next second.

Their expressions were distorted, and they turned their heads with difficulty, finding the woman in the water through their rapidly dilated pupils.

She closed her eyes and lay quietly in the water.

It turns out there is no life!

The two men's tense bodies suddenly relaxed, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads frantically: "You scared me to death, it didn't move, right? Dong Liniu, what are you talking about!"

Dong Liniu's expression became more and more horrified, and he took a big step and hid behind the two men.

"But, wasn't she sitting just now?"

Liu Shen and Chang Tianhua froze again.

Underwater, the woman's expression was strangely serene, her long hair spread out like a burst of seaweed, her hands were still floating on the water, but as her body descended, her sleeves slipped off, revealing a pale, wrinkled arm, like a piece of white paper that had been soaked for a long time.

At this time, a ripple appeared on the water surface.

A slight bulge appeared on the woman's round belly, which gradually became rhythmic, as if breathing, gently contracting and expanding.

The affected ripples on the water continued to spread and overlap, and the originally clearly visible underwater scene became blurred, as if covered by a layer of gauze.

One could only vaguely see a bulge under the skin, which gradually moved downward under this regular squeezing.

The three of them were terrified, yet attracted by this bizarre sight. They uncontrollably took a few steps forward, staring at the thing that was about to break away from the tail.

With a soft "puff" sound, an egg gently floated up from the water.

They were dumbfounded.

"She... laid, laid, laid an egg?!"

……

"So you think the patriarch just came out of an egg?"

In the bedroom, An Jiu stood by the sink, looking at the fresh eggshells floating in it, and felt that what Pu Huai said made sense.

"Yes." Pu Huai nodded.

Except for some commonly used objects that are clean, all other surfaces are covered with a layer of dust.

And judging from the traces of walking on the ground, it can also be proved that the patriarch was just born.

If I were to make a bold guess, "it's very likely that he was born only one or two days earlier than you."

An Jiu continued as he spoke: "Well, he said before that because I was stunted, I was unable to inherit the memory."

It also shows that the clan leader himself acquired complete memory in this way.

Otherwise, after a long time, some details will be forgotten.

Pu Huai already knew that the clan leader treated her as one of his own.

Although he didn't understand what happened in between, he felt that it should be related to some special ability of Anjiu.

Now he is used to it.

"I have to find a way to get into the high-level mining area to absorb some crystals. You stay here and be careful. I won't come over to avoid trouble with the clan leader."

An Jiu nodded, "I know, you should also be careful about your own safety."

It was a while after Pu Huai returned to the space that An Jiu finally realized that he seemed to be able to choose to come to his side or the puppet's side.

He is so convenient...

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a noise from the door lock. It was the patriarch who came back.

Seeing that Anjiu was still here, his dull eyes became bright and hot, as if the whole world became colorful.

An Jiu: "Have you dealt with all those people?"

The clan leader frowned, "I'm not sure if there are any that slipped through the net, but now there are more important things to do. Follow me."

Anjiu followed him out the door.

This time he did not move quickly with Anjiu. Instead, he walked side by side with her, slowing down at her pace and silently watching the two shadows that fell on the ground.

When the shadows overlap, he will quickly step aside, or take a quick step forward, in short, he doesn't want to see the lonely shadow again.

The walls on both sides stood cold and silent, exuding a depressing atmosphere.

His breathing and footsteps echoed in the air, revealing a sense of emptiness and loneliness that he was familiar with and yet afraid of.

The patriarch felt loneliness growing again from deep within his heart.

He opened his mouth and spoke two seconds later, "Every time I wake up, I sit quietly by the pool for a while..."

Then he took a candle from the drawer, lit it, held it in his hand and pushed the door open to go out.

The darkness is like the tide, the orange light is his boat, and he is the only survivor on this land.

He slowly moved forward, expertly found the first slot, cleaned out the wax that had been deposited inside for a long time, and then put a new one in...

The entire corridor was lit up one by one.

Every time at this time, he would stand at the end and look back. In front of him would always appear the vivid faces of his tribesmen walking around here, and in his ears he would hear the silver bell-like laughter of the children, calling him "Master Tribe Leader" in a crisp voice.

But as soon as he blinked, all that was left was the faded, old corridor.

He couldn't explain what emotions he was feeling, or maybe he didn't even have any emotions. His sadness, pain, nostalgia, and longing... were all consumed by his repeated rebirths and lonely waits.

All he saw every time he opened his eyes was endless darkness and silence, and the small candle emitting orange light in his hand.