usatvline Chapter 64: Mutation - C22
Chapter 64: Mutation - C22
Anjiu turned back suddenly.
The sound came from the bathroom. What was No. 2 doing in there?
Anjiu half squatted down and ran over quickly.
As soon as I opened the bathroom door, I saw No. 2's face right in front of me. The noise I heard just now was caused by her banging her head against the door.
The bed sheet that was used to tie her up had been torn by the sharp objects on the pipe because of her struggle.
Her wrists and ankles were still tied tightly, and the rag in her mouth was securely stuffed.
After the door opened, the crazy noises outside became clearer. Number Two became more excited and kept squirming, crawling towards the entrance.
Anjiu found a stronger rope and tied it tightly this time, tying a few knots so that it would not come loose so easily.
After closing the bathroom door, No. 2's eyes gradually became empty and he began to calm down.
Looking at her, An Jiu couldn't explain why he didn't kill her at the first opportunity, but instead locked her up in the bathroom - it was definitely not because he couldn't bear to do it to his own face.
The fundamental reason was that when An Jiu saw No. 2 for the first time, she vaguely felt that she would be useful. This feeling was hard to explain, and it was her intuition that made her keep No. 2.
The massacre that happened downstairs just now made An Jiu suddenly realize that he could finally connect all the fragments of information together -
After absorbing unknown substances to a certain extent, it will copy a second self (although it is not known what it is used for yet). The copied person has no independent thinking and has no attack power against the main body.
And those people in this world came into contact with unknown substances earlier.
If houses, clothes, hats, masks and the like can block part of the damage, then the first people to split into a second self must be those who have to work outdoors for a long time due to work reasons, or those who expose large areas of skin outdoors.
For example, the sanitation workers who just drove over, their number is several times that of the boy and the aunt.
The driver should be the original person, directing his clone to do this and that.
Since he was still sane, what had happened that could make him disregard human life and kill it as easily as killing a chicken?
What is it that attracts him?
An Jiu's mind flashed back to the law enforcement team he encountered yesterday. They were arresting people who tried to violate the rules, pulling them back in carloads. What were they trying to do...
These are just her speculations. Whether it is actually the case remains to be seen.
If it was really as she thought, it would mean that the collapse of this world would happen in a day or two. Did it also mean that she could go home soon?
Covering No. 2's eyes with a cloth, Anjiu returned to the bedroom.
Through the gaps in the curtains, you can see that the entire community has now turned into a living hell.
The situation is so serious that until now no official has come out to take charge of the situation. This shows that the system over there has also begun to collapse. I'm afraid that the days ahead will be even more difficult.
Anjiu was glad that she risked her life to go out and collect supplies yesterday. Now both of her spaces were full, and she still had enough food for the next few days. She just had to survive until the last day and wait for the door to open.
The masks of the corpses lying on the ground were pulled off, and Anjiu saw several identical faces among them.
Now I understand why people here wear masks all the time. It's not just because of the air, but also because they found that there is someone who looks like them in their home.
She thought of the three girls she had met before, with the same hairstyle, the same height, and double eyelids. The bug seems obvious now, but at the time, she didn't think in that direction at all.
In other words, no one would possibly think that three people look the same, one of them is the original and the other two are copies. Who would think so?
As for the girl sitting on the bench I met on my way home after dark, with such a dull look in her eyes, she must have been a clone.
What about the young woman who said she would take her home? Was she really kind, or did she have an agenda?
Questions came up one after another, and before An Jiu could figure it out, a loud noise from the opposite side interrupted her train of thought.
Someone jumped off the building?
Anjiu was about to take a closer look, but his view was blocked by the lush bushes, so he could only look upwards.
On the sixth floor, there was a glass window with the mosquito net removed, and there stood a woman with red eyes and a ferocious expression.
Her hands were still stretched out toward the window, and she looked down stiffly, her fingers tightly gripping the window.
From her behavior, it was not difficult to guess that she was the one who pushed the person down.
But then, a boy rushed up from behind her, pushed her aside, and leaned most of his body out of the window to look down.
The woman reached out to cover his eyes in panic, explaining something constantly.
The boy cried and dodged, shouting: "That's my soldier! You killed him! It's over, now -"
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid,” the woman hugged him tightly and comforted him, “You’ve got mom to take care of everything…”
She wiped the tears from her face, forced herself to suppress her panic, closed the window, and took him away quickly.
Suddenly, a fragment of memory flashed through Anjiu's mind - after spending the first night on the rooftop, she found that her raincoat was sticky in the early morning, and there were two handprints on the lazy sofa.
Assuming that the unknown substance she absorbed on the first day of arriving in the other world exceeded the limit, after one night, she would have created a copy of herself...
What about her clone?
Anjiu clearly remembered that the door to the rooftop was pinned down by her with a rubber stick, and there was no sign of it having been opened. The protective wall surrounding the rooftop was shoulder-high, so how could the clone have flipped over by itself?
Judging from the current intelligence of the replica, 'she' doesn't have that brain.
Anjiu took a deep breath.
So, there was indeed a second person on the rooftop at that time.
Not only did the other party not make a sound, he also noticed her abnormality at the first moment and should have observed the entire process of the appearance of the clone from close range - those two handprints should have been left by the other party.
But for some reason, he not only didn't hurt her, but helped her instead?
This scene appeared in front of Anjiu's eyes - the moment the replica was separated from her body, the boss who had been observing silently for a long time finally took action, captured 'her', picked her up, threw her down the stairs.
And as luck would have it, it hit and killed an aunt who didn't live in this building but ran downstairs in the early morning?
Anjiu is dreamy.
Should we say that the unknown person is a good person, or should we praise Aunt Gao for being lucky?
It couldn’t have come earlier, it couldn’t have come later, but it just happened to be at that time.
So, Anjiu turned a disaster into a blessing and got a temporary residence.
By chance, she became the murderer passively, and then she lived in someone else's house, ate someone else's rice, slept in someone else's bed, and shit in someone else's place.
It turned out that I was my aunt's destined disaster.