Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 97 In-depth investigation
Feng Mian found living room No. [-] at the end of the corridor, and No. [-] and No. [-] are connected to this room.

When the serial numbers of all the rooms are disrupted, it is a very strange thing in itself that three sequentially connected room numbers suddenly appear.

Moreover, the walls of rooms No. [-] and No. [-] are not inlaid with transparent glass, and the situation inside cannot be seen from the outside. These two rooms look out of place on the entire eighteenth floor.

Room [-] is the same as the other rooms.

Through the glass, Feng Mian saw a little boy sitting on the head of the bed hugging his knees, his head buried in his knees, and he hugged himself into a ball.

This is a very insecure sitting position.

Feng Mian walked in and put the tray on the table: "Stretch out your hand and draw blood."

The boy continued to bury his head in his knees, one arm outstretched.

Feng Mian stuck the needle into his blood vessel, and the blood slowly flowed into the bottle along the needle tube.

He really couldn't connect that monster with the thin boy in front of him. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what he wanted to say: "You..."

I had to swallow the sound back to my stomach.

The boy raised his head when he heard the sound, just in time to meet Feng Mian's eyes.

Feng Mian felt that he might never forget this pair of eyes in his life. The dark brown pupils and thick eyelashes made people frightened when they appeared on that monster, but they looked innocent and pure on the face of a child.

Feng Mian was stunned for a moment when he raised his head, because only half of his face was intact, and the other half of his face seemed to be injured in a fire, full of uneven scars.

The left face is an angel and the right face is a devil.

Huge gaps and contrasts are displayed on his face, like a Venus with a broken arm in an oil painting, the incomplete beauty is strangely integrated.

Noticing Feng Mian's gaze, the boy quickly lowered his head and buried his head back. He retracted his blood-drawn arm and hugged himself tightly again.

The door behind him was opened, and Zheng Ming hurried over: "There was an accident, the blood of No. [-] and No. [-] is unnecessary, you didn't go into their room, right?"

Feng Xing held the tray with the blood bottle: "Not yet, what's the matter?"

Zheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, the two of them are quite special. It was just detected that their condition is not stable. If you go in, you may be contaminated."

"Pollution?" Feng Mian frowned suspiciously, this was not the first time he had heard this word.

When he sneaked into the laboratory in later generations, he also saw Fang Liuchuan pretending to be polluted in front of his eyes.

Zheng Ming scratched his head: "I don't know how to explain it to you, you just understand that going in now will be dangerous."

"Anyway, the blood of the two of them doesn't need to be drawn, just take the samples of No. [-] and No. [-] back."

Feng Mian had no choice but to suppress the curiosity in his heart, and followed Zheng Ming back to the laboratory.

He gave the blood to the woman named Sister Lin, and watched her drop the blood into the test tube, and then drop in a drop of light blue alien blood.

Two different bloods produced an incredible melt in a test tube, turning a light purple.

Then the blood in the test tube seemed to be boiling, and bubbles began to bubble.

Sister Lin shook her head regretfully: "It still doesn't work, there is a rejection reaction, and the body of No. [-] is not suitable."

Then she took a few tubes of blood with other serial number labels from the side shelf, and began to try one by one, but the results seemed to be unsatisfactory.

A group of people gathered together, chattering non-stop.

Feng Mian folded her arms, leaning against the wall, watching the small meeting in the middle of the room.

They looked like a group of doctors who studied intractable diseases, and no one could tell that they were a group of crazy lunatics who ignored human life.

It seems that these people have not touched the doorway yet, and they have not started more cruel experiments.

They basically use blood to try, and try to control the amount of blood drawn within the range that will not cause damage to the experimental subject.

But Feng Mian knew that before long, these people would become executioners one by one.

The group of people discussed for almost two hours, and Feng Mian tried to sneak out countless times to wander around the building, looking for the exit of the enchantment.

But they were all interrupted by the words from the researchers from time to time, either asking me to help find documents, or asking me to help run errands. He and Zheng Ming were like two shop waiters, being called around all day.

Until the end of this meeting, the sleep was finally emptied.

But this group of people had no intention of leaving here at all. After disbanding one by one, they all went to their respective test benches and began to work alone.

Zheng Ming explained to him: "The seniors have hardly taken a break recently, and have been soaking in the laboratory."

Feng Mian asked: "Then what about us, do we need to stay here forever?"

"Yes." Deng Ming nodded, "But when we need to rest, we can go directly to rest, but we need to stagger the time, so that there is no one when the senior needs an assistant."

Feng Mian thought for a while: "Then you go to rest first, I'm not tired yet, we'll change shifts after you wake up."

Deng Ming smiled embarrassingly: "Thank you then, I didn't have time to sleep yesterday, just now that you are here, I will take advantage of this time to take a close look."

As he spoke, he walked into the lounge in the corner of the laboratory.

Feng Mian walked out and looked at the scene where everyone in the laboratory was working hard, opened the door and sneaked out.

He took the elevator to the first floor and met no one along the way. It seemed that there was no one in the building except the laboratory and those on the eighteenth floor.

He found the exit based on the position of the enchantment in the later world, but the enchantment seemed to be sealed and could not be opened at all.

Could it be that this is really just a world of time and space fragments behind the rift?
The enchantment entrance of the original world doesn't work at all, the most important thing is to find the exit of the crack?

Feng Mian quickly checked the first floor, and even the mission hall with the most people was empty.

He looked up a few more floors, but the result was the same, no one was there.

Only the experimenter, the subject, and himself running up and down were left in the whole building.

Where will the exit be?
If in this cracked world, the laboratory is the protagonist, then...

Room No. [-] and No. [-]!
An idea came to his mind, these two rooms seemed too out of place on the eighteenth floor, there must be something unusual about them.

Moreover, Zheng Ming also mentioned these two rooms before.

Even if the exit is not in these two rooms, the clue must be there.

And the people living in these two rooms may still be hiding some important secrets.

He wants to go back and take another look.

Just in case, he turned over a set of protective clothing and put it on, although he didn't know what the so-called pollution was.

Feng Mian immediately took the elevator back to the eighteenth floor, and strode to the door of room seven.

His hand was on the doorknob.

(End of this chapter)