usatvline Chapter 72: Mutation - C30
Chapter 72: Mutation - C30
The store where Anjiu was hiding was under renovation, with messy construction waste scattered around, a rolling shutter door outside, and no sign hanging.
No one had ever discovered her hiding inside for all these days.
She placed all the clones outside and asked them to hide in a certain place so that they could observe the surrounding situation.
Now the number of her clones has reached fifty, and the different perspectives transmitted back form 50 small monitoring grids in her mind and are updated in real time.
No matter which screen a person appears in, she can spot it at the first moment.
He swallowed the dried meat, drank all the remaining water, then lay down on the mattress and closed his eyes to rest to ensure that he would be full of energy at night.
When I woke up again, it was completely dark.
The street lights did not light up on time, perhaps there was a power outage.
Almost half of the surveillance footage in Anjiu's mind was black - the replica would not move without orders, and without the light, it was completely black.
But this can also indirectly prove that there is no one nearby.
Anjiu stood up and stretched his wrists and ankles, jumping on the spot to stretch his muscles and bones, and getting his body slightly warm to get ready.
Then she lifted her clothes, stuck the two books on her abdomen and chest respectively, wrapped them up carefully with tape, and then she stretched the PVC tube that had been sawn into short sections in advance, opened it along the vertical cut, and put it around her neck.
She moved her neck left and right. Although the cut surface was a bit rough and the meat was pulled, it was better than nothing.
At least you won't be stabbed.
Using the remaining tape, Anjiu tightly wrapped the collar around his wrists and ankles and tied his shoelaces into a knot to ensure that they would not come undone halfway and cause him to trip.
She took out a rubber stick from the space and wrapped the fruit knife around the top several times. It was absolutely firm and had a sharp blade for effective attack.
She held the stick in her right hand and clumsily wrapped her left hand with tape to ensure it would not slip out of her hand or be snatched away during a fight.
While making these preparations, Anjiu's heart was beating uncontrollably.
Night is the best time for all entities to hide their tracks, and the danger level is dozens of times higher than during the day...
She looked past the pointed piles of sand to the building opposite that looked like a huge tombstone. Every window on it, decorated with darkness, looked like an engraved inscription.
The neighborhood was quiet.
The only sound in my ears was my own short breathing.
With each rise and fall of his chest, Anjiu gradually calmed down.
Yes, that's it, calm down, she is well prepared, she will definitely be able to return alive.
There was a narrow ventilation window in the unrenovated bathroom in the room, and she came in through here.
Standing in front of the window, she did not go out rashly. Instead, she hid in the dark and carefully scouted the situation outside, then called the nearest clone.
The sound of monotonous footsteps approached, and in the night, the face that belonged to him was raised, with empty eyes like a puppet's.
Although this is it.
After confirming her safety twice, Anjiu climbed out through the window and slid down through the drainage pipe next to her. The replica held her butt firmly from below, and the whole process did not make any loud noise.
Standing on the solid ground outside, the empty space beside her and the shadows of the bushes not far away made her focus on her ears first.
It was still quiet without the chirping of insects or birds.
Looking up at the sky, I can vaguely see a faint red light flickering in the west. The door seems to be near the shopping mall, not far from here, about ten minutes' walk, and if I walk faster, maybe only five or six minutes.
If luck favors her a little longer, she should be able to arrive safely before other copies discover her.
Even if we are discovered, it is only a short road and we probably won't encounter too many of them.
Anjiu hid his right hand holding the stick behind his back, and let the clone lead the way. If he passed by a clone hidden nearby, he would summon it back to surround him.
Those scattered in front should not move for the time being, but continue to provide vision and be recalled when she gets closer.
She had the entire street under her control—but only here.
When they were about to reach the end of the street, they stopped.
The clones were holding the weapons they had picked up during this period. In order to be more confusing, An Jiuming and the others hid their hands behind their backs.
The main body is equivalent to the brain. If she dies, no matter how many replicas there are, they will melt, so the main body will be attacked first. She has to hide herself and make herself more like a replica.
Anjiu moved one or two body lengths back from the center position, but that was not enough. If the other party shone a light on her, they would be able to tell at a glance that she was the real subject - the PVC pipe around her neck was a bit conspicuous.
She had anticipated this when she had made the neck guard, and had the replica gather long strips of fabric, whatever it was.
Now she pulled off the material, wrapped it around the PVC pipe first, and then wrapped a thick layer around the necks of more than a dozen replicas in the center.
There is no need for everyone to disguise themselves. First, there is not enough time. Second, the other party needs to guess or gamble whether the subject has been wrapped around the neck.
In the sky, the red light symbolizing that the door is opening is getting brighter and brighter.
If we speculate based on the first experience, the brightness will reach its peak in less than five minutes.
Anjiu withdrew his gaze and followed the replica around the corner.
As a result, I ran into a group of people head-on.
Hiss—what a coincidence.
Anjiu felt emotional.
Like himself, the other party was also wearing a mask, but from their neat bangs, fair skin, and familiar names on their school uniforms, Anjiu realized that they were acquaintances.
Apparently the other side recognized her as well.
"Miss, it's you!"
Anjiu subconsciously looked for the girl who was the main subject, but her bangs and masks covered her face, leaving only her eyes visible, making it impossible to tell.
Looking at the number of people again, they were less than his own. An Jiu had an idea and ordered the clones to rush towards the other side first.
"Huh? You're more ruthless than I thought. It was a pity that I didn't ambush you last time. I lost one person, but I can make up for it this time~" The other party was surprised, but also reacted quickly and fought back.
When the weapons were fighting, the sound of ding-ding-bang-bang could be heard from far away, like a locator in the silent dark night.
An Jiu tensed up as he listened, even though the person on the other side was still chattering away.
"By the way, you shouldn't be a resident of Wanhua Community, right? I realized something was wrong the first time I saw you, but, hehe."
"Actually, my sister and I are really destined to meet. You see, I rushed to find you right after I finished other things. That day you said you lived in Building 6, but I didn't believe you at all. I was thinking that I would have to look for you one by one, but I didn't expect to meet you here! Sister, don't you think we are destined to meet?"
"……Um?"
"I've said so much, why don't you respond to me at all? How rude! Could it be... that you're afraid of me? But you have so many people here, this shouldn't happen."
"Ah, I know!"
"How come you are so smart that you can guess everything? No, I should say that your ears are really good. Among such complex sounds, you can still hear that there is a car approaching~"