The huge eyes of mutated Goldfish turned dark yellow and slowly turned.
It slowly turned its head and looked at Kevin standing not far away with a suffocating bloody smell.
"Go ahead! Crush him!"
Chimpanzee Charlie was holding his broken arm and yelling crazily on the grass.
Its eyes were flashing with hysterical pleasure, as if it couldn't wait to see the skinny boy being swallowed up by its own pet.
This is the world that fits its cognition.
There are no emotions, no ties, only the purest interests and power.
As long as Compound V gives this beast absolute power, the so-called feeding grace and companionship will all become a joke worth mentioning.
Reggie nervously grabbed Kevin's shoulders, and the blue light lit up again in his eyes.
Tommy also gritted his teeth, forcibly squeezing the remaining Telekinesis in his body, ready to pull Kevin back at any time.
Even John, who was in mid-air, had a dazzling red light in his eyes again, ready to cut this ugly big fish into sashimi at any time.
But at this moment, a kind hand pressed on John's shoulder.
Lynn stood in the sunshine, his expression still reassuring and calm.
He shook his head slightly and motioned to John to put Heat Vision away.
The next second, something unexpected happened to everyone.
Kevin gently broke away from Reggie's hand.
This thin boy who usually always huddled in the corner and didn't even dare to speak too loudly, faced this terrifying monster that was covered with bone spurs and fangs and was several times larger than him, and he didn't even have the slightest trace of fear on his face.
He opened his thin legs, stepped on the soft Lawn, and walked step by step towards the mutant Goldfish suspended in mid-air.
"Kevin!"
Annie covered his mouth and exclaimed.
Kevin didn't look back. He walked straight to the mutant Goldfish, less than half a meter away from the bloody mouth covered with staggered serrations.
As long as the fish sticks its head forward a little, it can easily bite his head off.
But the mutant Goldfish did not move.
In its dark yellow vertical pupils, which were originally full of violence and bloodthirsty, at the moment when the figure of Kevin was reflected, a faint, almost flattering intimacy appeared.
It even took the initiative to lower its big head covered with hard scales and gently rubbed it into Kevin's outstretched palm, making a coquettish purring sound in its throat.
Charlie's laughter stopped abruptly.
Its eyes widened, and its gray-brown eyes were filled with incomprehensible shock and fear.
Its super brain completely shut down at this moment, and all ethics, biology, and the set of cold jungle laws it believed in were shattered into illogical garbage in front of Kevin and this mutant Goldfish.
Why?
Why does a mutated monster with crushing power still show obedience to a human cub who has no ability to resist?
This is impossible!
Kevin reached out and touched the rough mutated scales of Goldfish, then turned his head and looked at Chimpanzee Charlie, who was lying on the grass like ashes.
There was no anger in the boy's clear eyes, only a kind of indifference, like looking at trash.
"Charlie."
Kevin opened his voice softly, the sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Eat that monkey."
Mutated Goldfish's huge body suddenly froze.
The next moment, the two-meter-long monster swung its tail violently in mid-air, whipping up a gust of wind. At a terrifying speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, it opened its huge mouth and pounced directly on Chimpanzee Charlie.
"No! It's not logical..."
Charlie only had time to let out a short, desperate scream.
Click.
The heartbreaking sound of bones cracking sounded on Lawn.
The jagged abyssal maw closed mercilessly and swallowed Chimpanzee, who was wearing a gray hoodie, bones and flesh in one gulp.
There was only half a torn gray sleeve left on the grass, and a small pool of dazzling blood.
Charlie ate Charlie.
That product of high intelligence, which claimed to have evolved to a higher level, was full of philosophy and double-standard theory, and regarded human emotions as useless garbage, was completely devoured by Goldfish, who truly had no IQ and acted entirely on instinct.
After swallowing the last bite of food, the mutant Goldfish burped in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the hard bone spurs and dark golden scales on its body began to fade away quickly, and its huge body was like a punctured ball, shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Plop.
After just a few seconds, a small Goldfish, only the size of a palm and covered with beautiful golden scales, fell helplessly on the wet grass.
It left the water, opened and closed its mouth and rolled hard on the turf, completely returning to its usual fragile and harmless appearance.
Kevin quickly ran over and carefully picked up Goldfish on the ground with both hands.
"Annie, get me a new bowl quickly, Charlie needs water."
Kevin shouted anxiously.
Annie immediately turned around and ran to the kitchen in the house. Even Reggie, who always liked to bicker with Kevin, also hurried over to help get water.
Backyard's Lawn became quiet again.
The breeze blew through the treetops, causing a rustling sound.
Except for the three mutated animal carcasses on the ground that had not had time to be cleaned up, and the cracked floor-to-ceiling window, everything seemed to have returned to its usual tranquility.
Lynn stepped forward and took a look at Goldfish, which was carefully protected by Kevin in his hand. After confirming that it had no mutated sequelae, he turned his attention to the other three children.
Reggie stood aside with his arms covered, his head lowered with a guilty conscience.
Tommy's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face was a little pale.
"You guys are great."
Lynn's unstinting praise made the three children raise their heads at the same time, "The tactics are very skillful, and they know how to find the advantages of their teammates when their own strength is limited. Although the actions are not crisp enough, John and I were able to deal with these disgusting things without me and John's intervention. It deserves praise."
Hearing Lynn's compliment, Reggie and Tommy looked at each other, and the corners of the two boys' mouths couldn't help but turn up.
John clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the pool of blood on the ground with some dissatisfaction.
He muttered and complained, "That monkey made the yard dirty. Before I had time to burn it, a fish actually beat me to it."
"Okay."
Lynn reached out and rubbed John's golden hair, and plucked off a blade of grass stuck to Reggie's shoulder.
"John, let's go and clean up those corpses. The smell will be bad. Tommy, go and dig up the soil for Lawn and fill up those holes. As for the broken glass, I will call the decoration company later."
"That's right! Go and see Buddy!" Reggie suddenly reminded.
Lynn turned around, walked quickly through the broken French window, and walked into the living room.
John also quickly followed, walking beside Lynn.
On the carpet in the living room, Big Golden Retriever Buddy was lying there a little sluggishly, with a thin whimpering sound coming from his throat.
The mutated Doberman hit the glass just now with so much force that even though there was bulletproof glass blocking it, the huge concussive force still knocked him away.
Lynn squatted down and gently pressed a few times on Buddy's ribs and leg joints.
"Will it die?"
John stood aside, his hands unconsciously clenched the seam of his pants, and looked at the internal situation of Buddy with his X-ray Vision eyes. It still seemed that there was nothing wrong.
Although he usually despises Buddy for losing hair and would snatch Buddy's toys with Reggie, in this family, Buddy is an undeniable part of the family.
"It's okay. The bones are not broken. I was just knocked out of breath and frightened."
Lynn smiled gently and stretched out his hand to scratch the soft fur on Buddy's chin.
Hearing the owner's comfort, Buddy's somewhat moist black eyes immediately lit up.
It tried hard to prop up its body with its front paws. Although its movements were still a little swaying, its broom-like tail had begun to shake forcefully in mid-air habitually.
It put its wet nose up and licked the back of Lynn's hand twice, then turned its head and rubbed John's trouser legs.
John's tense shoulders relaxed instantly. He patted the dog hair on his trouser legs with some disgust, but the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.
"It's okay, just go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
Lynn patted John on the shoulder, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
The aroma of tomato beef brisket in the pot has completely dissipated, and the heat is just right.
In the yard, several children began to clean up the mess in a hurry.
No one noticed that Buddy, who had regained his composure, walked out of the living room with still weak steps.
It came to Lawn and came to the place where the glass kettle was broken just now.
There is still a small puddle of water stains on the grass blades, mixed with a few drops of Charlie, the light blue Compound V liquid that was not fully injected into the kettle.
Buddy just felt a little thirsty. It lowered its head and stuck out its pink tongue, just like Backyard usually drinks standing water, licking clean the water stains with a faint blue light.
After licking it, it smashed its mouth and sneezed with a grassy smell.
It did not expand instantly like that Goldfish, nor did it grow any terrible fangs or bone spurs.
It just shook its shiny golden fur, then waggled its tail, ran back into the house, and lay down peacefully in front of its own rice bowl, waiting for the meal to be served.
At least on the surface, nothing happened.
At this moment, Manhattan Lower Manhattan is dozens of kilometers away.
The underground sewage pipe network that had been completely emptied by John and Heat Vision was still filled with a pungent burnt smell.
Next to the constant-temperature storage box that was smashed open by Charlie, several empty glass test tubes were scattered in the mud.
On the edge of the test tube, there were still a few drops of blue liquid that had not been completely poured out. They were slowly sliding down the wall of the glass tube and dripping into the dirty ditch.
A small green reptilian paw poked out from the shadows of the sewer.
Four Little Turtles, which were only the size of a palm and carried emerald green turtle shells, slowly crawled to the side of the test tube.
They seemed to be attracted by the special smell of the medicine, and they stretched out their little heads one after another and swallowed the few drops of Compound V mixed with muddy water into their stomachs.
In the dark sewer, the sound of water dripping echoed loudly.
This Four Little Turtles blinked its eyes like black beans, then turned around, walked slowly, lined up in a row, and climbed back into the depths of the intricate underground water network.