Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 35
A hotel in a seaside town is definitely not a good idea if you want to rest.

The mild musty smell and the smell of the sea are mixed together, dancing an abstract dance in people's nostrils.The damp air makes people very uncomfortable, even the bedding on the bed is damp to the touch.

Wilson was carrying his luggage, staring at the moldy plaques on the wall, lost in thought.

"Mushrooms must grow well in this place."

Complaints are nothing but complaints, and he knows very well in his heart that there are definitely no hotels with good conditions in this small seaside town.This is already the best hotel in the small town of Field.

On the bright side, at least there is a place to sleep at night, and there is still a room for one person.Although this room is small, it can only fit a poor bed and a small table.

But at least there is an independent private space.In this way, he doesn't have to worry about sleeping at night and talking in his sleep, and inadvertently exposing the secret buried in his heart.This possibility is very small, but not impossible.

Wilson slumped into the bed with the idea that what has come is safe.

He didn't sleep the whole night last night, tossing his transformation device, and the road was bumpy all the way during the day, he was already very tired.

He's just an ordinary human, not a real Ultraman.

【warning】

【warning】

【warning】

[Alien energy distribution has been detected, which may pose a threat to the host's human body, please remain vigilant]

Not even a second after he lay down, Zhuo Mu quickly rang a piercing notification sound in his ears, and even the originally bright blue light curtain turned into a dazzling red.

The classic national curse from across the ocean popped out of Wilson's mouth.

"Is it something in that truck?"

He has already learned some information about this world from Jiesen.

It can be determined that the alien energy detected by Zhuomu is the so-called pollution.

Moreover, as long as ordinary people are exposed to these pollutions, they will lose control of their minds and collapse, or directly mutate into unknown monsters.

When I talked with Jie Sen yesterday, I gave Wilson a lot of similar cases.Even he himself is a victim, the pollution permeates every part of his body, turning him into a monster if he is not careful.

Wilson had turned up the level of danger this energy was on Droam's side, setting it so that if detected it would alert him immediately.

【negative】

[There is a slight difference between this heterogeneous energy and the energy in the truck, and it is initially determined that they are not the same kind.The alien energy carried by the truck has the characteristics of stagnation and is not active.And now the newly detected ones are spreading. 】

The flat electronic sound calmly analyzed.

"what!"

Wilson woke up in an instant, he didn't care about continuing to sleep, he ejected from the bed directly, touched the notebook on his chest, made sure that the new transformation device he made was still there, and quickly asked Zhuom in a low voice :

"What's the situation now, where is the biggest source of energy reaction?"

…………

Geologists are not very used to long-distance bus rides.However, because he often travels around for field trips, his physique is not bad, and there are not many adverse reactions.

But fatigue is inevitable.

When he stepped on the creaking stairs, his footsteps were weak and his eyelids were fighting.

"Hey, brother, would you like a beer? Try our specialty by the way!"

The people in the hotel greeted and asked if they would like some local special seafood.

"Sorry."

The geologist twitched his lips and smiled apologetically, his heart was in the room upstairs.He prefers to put his luggage down and take a rest.

His new friend, Professor Wilson, has disappeared at this time, and he probably went up early.He was just a little delayed in the car.

But looking at those fish pieces drizzled with delicious sauce, geologists are still a little bit moved.

This looks very nice.

And it's fresh enough. After all, this place is by the sea, and the ingredients are all caught on the same day.

The tall and glamorous red-haired beauty Elizabeth Eisley walked past him with graceful steps, and William heard her complaining in a low voice.

"A rotten smell."

He froze for a moment, confused.

He didn't smell a similar smell, only some seaside smell, similar to the salty smell of sea water.

Maybe women are more sensitive to breath?
The geologist didn't think much about it, but with this interruption, the complaints from his body took over. He turned his head and forgot about the fish in the hotel, and just wanted to go up and have a good rest.

His room was similar to Wilson's, with only a small single bed and a small table, and at most it had a small wardrobe.

They will spend the next two or three days in this small hotel.

He patted the wet pillow, lay down, and slowly closed his eyes with the sound of the waves beating.

This is a small town by the sea, and you can see the port full of goods and the endless sea outside the hotel window.All can fall asleep to the sound of the waves.

The fog outside has become thicker unconsciously, the surroundings are completely wrapped in darkness, and the thick fog has also become deep, everywhere is dark, and the sea is becoming more and more unfathomable and elusive.

Everything was silent, except for the muffled sound of the waves beating against the shore.The sea is like some kind of living creature with life, breathing in and out...

The sound of breathing is spreading, and in this thick fog that cannot be seen clearly, there is only this one sound.

There is no sound of ships, nor the noise of people, it is solemn and peaceful, as if there is only the sound of breathing waves in the world.

It is very suitable for falling into a beautiful sleep and having a long dream that makes people addicted and unable to wake up.

until--

"boom--"

A harsh gunshot broke a certain quiet rhythm, and everything became clear again, dispelling people's drowsiness.

The geologist was startled by the gunshot before he fell asleep completely.

The gunshot was very close, and it seemed to be on this floor.The wooden building is not very soundproof, and the sound can be clearly heard around, which woke up many people.

The geologist sat up quickly, put on his clothes, and walked to the door nervously, wanting to see what was going on, why were there gunshots?
He didn't notice that behind him, in the shadow of the room, the mildew spots on the wall began to gradually expand at some point, forming a strange black shadow on the wall.

The damp water stains spread to the ceiling at some point, staining a large black stain.

One drop, two drops.

The blackened places are dripping.

Rotten, greenish, foul-smelling pus.

(End of this chapter)