Meng Yang was killed by nightmare!

He was as if he was under 100 times the gravity. No matter how wide he opened his eyes and tried his best, he could not lift his fingers a little.

In his stagnant vision, the morning sun shone through the glass windows, marking a clear boundary in the space. A few dust floats with the airflow, dancing mysterious trajectories in the light; the sound of water drops in the kitchen is like thunder, and one by one explodes in the ears; the sound of heartbeats that make thunder are as shocking as big drums; the old roof is extremely clear, and every grain of white ash is vivid in my mind, and it is too much, which brings an inexplicable touch.

......Abruptly, a strange sound broke in, and the sound rustled, as if a group of insects were eating tender leaves; it seemed like a gust of wind blew, and the misty sand fell from the sand sculpture; the sound seemed very far away, as if it was echoing in the horizon; it seemed that the near-cut abnormality seemed to happen in the ears.

Meng Yang's eyes swept across the rental house: the door was closed quietly, the fluorescent lights above his head were covered with dust, gently rippling, the simple combination wardrobe was quietly open, half of the canvas door was tilted to one side, the grinding jeans exposed one of the legs, and the holes on it cracked the big mouth, as if silent ridiculed...

It seems normal, so where does the sound come from?

The sound seemed to be louder and louder, and as the sound continued, it seemed that something bad was coming. Meng Yang was caught by an unspeakable palpitations, as if he was about to face something horrible.

He struggled, he struggled desperately, but it had no effect. His body seemed to fall on the surface of a neutron star. No matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be a shell of cast iron, without moving at all.

The voice became louder and louder, and Meng Yang's gaze was swept around in panic. Suddenly, he finally discovered something, his eyes focused on the computer desk in horror. Looking closely, Meng Yang only felt a cool air rushing straight from his tail spine to his head!

I saw a trilobite fossil on the second-hand computer desk, and the sides of the insect's body were densely covered with pointed legs.

What made my scalp numb and I couldn't help but feel fear from the bottom of my heart was that the trilobite was starting from the tail, breaking away its sharp and long legs from the fossil one by one...

As long legs broke free from the fossils, more than a dozen insect legs were slashing randomly in the air...

The legs of insects that were densely packed and stomping around had natural visual impact, especially when Meng Yang was in a nightmare state, the impact force almost scared him to death. He didn't know whether he was in a dream or had woken up.

Whether you are having a nightmare or waking up, it will never be a good thing anyway!

If it is a nightmare, then Meng Yang only hopes to find a way to wake up as soon as possible. If he has woken up, then... this matter may be a big deal!

Meng Yang clearly remembers that the trilobite was extinct almost 300 million years ago, which means that the fossil has been buried underground for at least 300 million years...

It’s been 300 million years, but now the trilobite is alive!

The trilobite is alive!!

A fossil from 300 million years ago is alive!!!

This is really terrifying!!

No matter how much trouble this will cause in the scientific community, it has nothing to do with Meng Yang now. Meng Yang understands that he must move as soon as possible. He just wants to escape from this room and escape from this resurrected trilobite fossil. How far it is, and how far it is, and before he is sure that it is absolutely safe, he will not take a look even if the Nobel Prize is placed in front of him - whether this is in a dream or not!

At this time, with the sound of fossil shattering, the tail of the trilobite gradually broke free from the fossil, twisting its tail with three spikes, trying hard to pull its body off the fossil.

Meng Yang felt that his life was not as scared as in the past few minutes. He was stiff all over and could not move at all. He watched the trilobite waving its dense pointed legs and its arthropod-like tail twisting desperately, pulling his body out of the fossil bit by bit.

Helpless, unable to call for help, unable to move, and must watch all this happen. This is probably the biggest horror. As the trilobites gradually break free from their sharp legs, the fear becomes more and more intense. The unknown instead brings full imagination space to this fear. Meng Yang only feels depressed, and every cell in his body is trembling.

As if it was as long as a century, in Meng Yang's fearful gaze, the trilobite finally pulled its head with a carapace cover off the fossil.

The trilobite seemed to be observing the new environment. It stood up the two tentacles above its head and slowly waved in the air. When the tentacles streaked through the sun, it stood for a moment, then waved at a faster speed.

Looking at the trilobites dancing tentacles, Meng Yang inexplicably remembered the rotating radar. Could this be the trilobites' method to collect environmental information?

The trilobite stood still for a moment, and seemed to have finally gained a preliminary understanding of the surrounding environment. It rotated its body and finally turned its head towards Mengyang.

In this way, Meng Yang's heart was raised to his throat, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The violent heartbeat was like a beating war drum, short and fast, making Meng Yang's temples bulging and painful.

Just under Meng Yang's horrified gaze, the trilobite seemed to be in the sea water. The pointed legs on both sides of the body suddenly slashed, allowing its entire body to float in the air. The two rows of long legs were slashing rhythmically, allowing the trilobite's body to gradually move and slowly accelerate.

In just a few seconds, the trilobites were able to swim freely in the air like swimming fish, swimming freely and flexibly, which was no less than fish.

The trilobite paraded a few simple circles in the air and swam straight towards Meng Yang. Then, in Meng Yang's shock, the trilobite landed steadily on Meng Yang's belly. Meng Yang seemed to be able to feel the thin and cold legs passing by his belly. The spikes at the tail kept sweeping across the hairs on the surface of the skin, making Meng Yang's tremble. The touch from the skin made him feel cold and it was hard to resist.

Before Meng Yang could recover from the chills, a severe pain suddenly came from his abdomen. It seemed that several sharp thorns were piercing his belly, spreading his belly button open, and cutting the muscles in his abdomen...

Immediately afterwards, a cold object drilled into Meng Yang's belly, and it tried hard to drill inside. It seemed to be pulling open Meng Yang's intestines and drilling in the whole body, wriggling all the way, and using its sharp long legs to tie the soft organs around it, trying to drill deeper.
Chapter completed!