"How did the group of humanoids find them so quickly, are they sharks (some kind of swear words that Bell doesn't know)?" sounds like Stephen is unrestrained when he loses his restraints, both in terms of pronunciation and the loudness of his voice.

"Calm down... Stie... We... All... Dry, only... For... Promote... Lord, (some kind of distorted syllable)," Bell's head began to ache without warning, and then his tone was inaudible.

Then loud voices came from the house, and it was clear that they didn't belong to what they knew to be the type of language that humanoids should have.

Bell had studied the life sciences for a long time, and it dawned on him that the sound was similar to his own research on aquatic life, and it seemed that only aquatic creatures could make such sounds with their special vocal organs.

This rationality was only fleeting, and Bell was immediately imprisoned, and there was a gap between consciousness, consciousness and flesh, and something scratched and itched through the crack.

It's hard to describe such a state in words, but Bell's brain suddenly popped up with such thoughts, skipping logical judgments, skipping thinking modules, and the clear answers that lay across his brain.

Grow.

Something that doesn't belong to you is growing.

Bell was being forced to accept that his body and mind seemed to be abnormal, and he even forgot that he wasn't humanoid this time.

When Bell heard Kent's name, Bell realized that he still existed, that his physical body still existed, and it was clear that this was not a common sense that ordinary humanoids could understand.

Unable to stay long, Bell quickly made a decision, and without saying a word, he directly pulled Kent out of place.

Kent seemed to be somewhat aware of his previous gaffe on the way, trying to explain it in some pale words. But Bell didn't really listen to that, and it was clear that the so-called disappearance case might not be that simple.

"I knew it wasn't good for my left eyelid to keep jumping. The desire to communicate, Bell had such an idea for no reason, and he urgently needed to clarify his existence in this way.

"What race is Old Neil?" Kent suddenly said when he realized that his explanation was useless, and it was also a continuation of Bell's words, Kent had also been in the laboratory for a while, as an assistant, and it was because of this that he attached great importance to race.

"The electronic civil file does not include race, the new regulations of the first two years, if you really want it, we have to go to the archives to turn over the paper materials, and it depends on whether old Neil has committed a crime, if not, go and check the medical records. If it had been before, Bale would have said something sarcastic first, but this time, he didn't.

What does it feel like, there is an unknown content filling my chest.

Something was pouring in, some kind of colorful color was swelling inside him, something that was already there was fed by the emotion of pouring in, and Bell's consciousness was withdrawn again.

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