Chapter 52
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"Then what should we do?" Zhou Qing realized that they were in a dilemma.
At this moment, Zhou Yu's voice came from the walkie-talkie, "I'll take Mo Ye with me. I believe that Mo Ye, who is a higher level creature than the Nibelungen Jellyfish, will be able to help me resist its influence. "
"Brother! You can't go! "Zhou Qing started to panic. The image of the executor shooting himself was still fresh in his mind, and Zhou Qing couldn't keep calm.
"This jellyfish has just started to move around. As it learns more about the base and gets used to it, it's possible that all of us will become nutrients for it to reproduce. We need to get rid of it as soon as possible. "Zhou Yu's voice was extremely calm.
Professor Ron rubbed his chin and started to think, "Professor Zhou, maybe your brother's thinking is right. The only thing in the entire base that can resist the Nibelungen Jellyfish is that Night Spirit. Letting it accompany your brother on this mission might be the best chance of success. "
Zhou Qing knew that once Zhou Yu decided to do something, it would be very difficult to change his mind. Zhou Qing sighed and lowered his head.
"We have to go back together."
"Of course," Zhou Yu replied.
Zhou Yu took Mo Ye with him and received the neurotoxin from the worker. The worker told him that as long as he opened it and threw it into the formalin, everything would be over.
When Zhou Yu walked into the sample room and raised his head to look at the giant jellyfish, even though he was wary of it, he couldn't help but admire the wonders of the Creator.
Feeling his calf being bitten, Zhou Yu lowered his head and saw Mo Ye's dissatisfied expression.
Zhou Yu smiled, "Watch over me, Mo Ye."
"Okay," Mo Ye nodded.
At that moment, his originally nervous mood calmed down.
Zhou Yu climbed to the top of the container. Time slowed down, and he secretly guessed that this giant jellyfish wouldn't just sit there and wait for its death. What kind of resistance and counterattack would it make?
Zhou Qing, who was standing in front of the monitor, was also extremely nervous. He subconsciously clutched his chest. This wasn't the most dangerous moment Zhou Yu had come to Nibelungen, but it could be the most fatal moment.
Zhou Yu took out a rope, wrapped it around his waist, and hung it on the outside of the container to prevent himself from falling into the formalin like Professor Yao. Then, Zhou Yu pressed the switch and the lid on the top of the container slowly opened. Just as Zhou Yu was about to pour the medicine in, he heard a splash. A slender hand reached out from the liquid and grabbed Zhou Yu's wrist. The strength was so real that it felt like it was about to crush his wrist bone.
"Do you want to kill me?"
An ethereal voice sounded. Zhou Yu opened his eyes wide, and saw the black-haired young man who had saved him before emerge from the water.
His smile was just like the one Zhou Yu had seen him for the first time. It had the seductive power of teasing eyes, but it was elegant and not vulgar.
"Why are you here?" Zhou Yu's pupils widened in that instant.
"Did you miss me?" The young man's other hand was on the edge of the container. He turned his head, and his gaze followed.
Zhou Yu opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Why was he here?
Was it because he felt danger, and like many times before, he came to protect him?
"Did you miss me …"
His lips opened and closed, and with some kind of magic, they quietly penetrated Zhou Yu's defenses, destroying all the seemingly solid resistance.
He turned his face, and his slightly lowered eyelids seemed to want to drag all of Zhou Yu's thoughts into another dream.
Zhou Yu subconsciously leaned towards him, and an inexplicable desire welled up in his heart. He wanted to touch this young man, to have all of him.
But the moment Zhou Yu's lips were about to touch him, another voice sounded in the depths of his mind.
"I will never ask you 'Do you want to kill me?', because I will put my chest against the muzzle of your gun."
Zhou Yu's muscles instantly tightened, and all of his charming thoughts were pulled away. His ears were filled with Zhou Qing's desperate screams from the walkie-talkie.
"Brother — be careful!"
And behind him, Mo Ye jumped up, bit his belt, and pulled him away.
The scene in front of him reminded him of the day when he fell into Angel's Corner and was almost swallowed by the Reverse Scale Dragon.
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