Reborn in the wasteland, picked up a soldier king

Lin Xiyao was shocked and touched her body in disbelief.

call.

Fortunately.

Her body is still intact.

How is this going?

“Tick…tick…tick.”

While I was distracted, the staff member who was dragging the little boy had already walked away.

Lin Xiyao gritted her teeth and chased after him.

This illusion is different from the ones she has encountered before, and she must figure out what is going on.

"Boom."

Soon, the little boy was thrown into a closed iron room.

Lin Xiyao leaned against the iron gate and vaguely heard voices.

There are still people inside, but how do we get in?

The next second, Lin Xiyao had an idea.

The staff was able to penetrate her body, and I don't know if she could get through the iron door.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiyao took a deep breath and rushed towards the iron gate.

"Whoosh."

She actually walked through the iron gate.

In front of me is a small room of less than ten square meters.

"Leng Yi, what's wrong? Can you still hold on?"

In the corner, a pale little boy asked softly.

His eyes are black.

When Lin Xiyao heard the word Leng Yi, her eyes widened in shock.

This skinny little boy in front of me, is he Leng Yi?

"Ah Feng, I'm fine."

"It's still holding up."

Leng Yi answered in a trembling voice, curled up in the corner, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes in pain.

"I'll go tomorrow."

At this time, A Feng showed a look of reluctance and spoke.

"I am fine."

"There are still three days left. As long as we hold on for three more days, we will be able to get out."

Leng Yi suddenly opened his red eyes, his gaze was deep.

"Leng Yi, can we really survive after we get out?"

"can."

"No matter what, we have to try our best to live."

Hearing this, A Feng lowered his head sadly.

They were both sold to the research institute on the same day, so naturally they were assigned to the same room.

The two were locked in an iron house for three days. They felt dizzy and weak from hunger. They also knew that they were about to become the ones to be tested on the drugs.

three days later.

The staff told them that only one medicine man was needed in each room, and if they could hold out for fifteen days, they could both leave.

They can take turns, and it is up to them to choose who goes first and who goes later.

If no one comes forward, they will just arrest someone at random.

That night, the other kids in the iron house fought each other until their heads were bleeding, and no one wanted to be the first to try the medicine.

In their room, Leng Yi discussed with him that one person would test the medicine while the other would take care of him, and if he really couldn't hold on any longer, they would replace him with another person.

This way, they might have a chance to escape.

Just like that, Leng Yi was the first one to try the medicine. When he came back on the first day, he didn't even have the strength to drink water. A Feng kept his promise and took care of him meticulously, even leaving all the food for Leng Yi.

The two gradually established trust and friendship, and also strengthened their ideas.

You must survive the 15-day drug trial period.

……

This is the twelfth day that Leng Yi has been testing medicine.

Lin Xiyao looked at Leng Yi's frail appearance and felt a flash of heartache in her heart.

He was still a child, yet he had to endure such inhuman torture.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirteenth day.

Leng Yi fainted from the pain and never woke up.

The staff took Afeng away.

"Leng Yi, you have persisted for twelve days, now it is my turn to protect you."

"There are still three days left. I will definitely be able to hold on."

Lin Xiyao followed Afeng all the way through the rows of glass rooms and came to a gloomy operating room.

The operating bed was cold, the floor was covered in blood, and at the innermost part of the operating room there was a transparent interrogation room.

There were all kinds of torture instruments placed inside, including whips with barbs, pliers, iron rods, daggers, sharp knives...

What do they want to do?

Isn't this a drug test? Why is there a torture chamber?

Lin Xiyao thought in shock.

"Is this the other person in cage number 25?"

At this time, a young doctor in a white coat walked in.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, had high cheekbones, a pale face, was as thin as a skeleton, and had cold eyes.

The two staff members nodded in response.

“It’s rare.”

"You two have been through thick and thin together for so long, and you're almost done with it."

"Come on, boy."

The young doctor spoke encouraging words, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Ah Feng believed it and nodded, his eyes firm: "Well, I will definitely stick to it."

Lin Xiyao: "..."

It was clear at first glance that the people in the research institute had no intention of letting them go.

The reason I say this is to give them some hope so that they can persevere.

Depend on.

These scumbags even cheated children.

"Then let's get started."

The young doctor nodded with satisfaction and took out a bottle of dark red medicine from the incubator he brought.

The cold needle pierced into Afeng's body.

Before the medicine in the syringe was completely pushed out, Afeng showed a reaction, his whole body was convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and roaring in pain.

"Hold him down."

Soon, the injection of the medicine was completed. The young doctor threw away the syringe, pulled off the rubber gloves on his hands, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Bring him in."

Lin Xiyao: "..."

This pervert, what does he want to do?

Soon, Afeng was taken to the glass room and hung up with heavy iron chains.

"Ah..."

"Hooho-"

A Feng let out a low roar of pain, his black eyes filled with scarlet bloodshot.

"Snapped."

The long whip with barbs hit Afeng hard.

Suddenly, blood splattered.

A whip mark deep enough to see the bone appeared on Afeng's body.

Lin Xiyao clenched her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.

Are these people crazy?

Why do you treat him like this.

"Clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

The long whip kept falling, and in just one minute, A Feng was beaten to a bloody mess, and turned into a bloody man, with bright red blood constantly flowing down.

“It’s one thing to do.”

"The wound shows no signs of healing and is showing signs of mutation."

At this time, the young doctor spoke.

The staff nearby hurriedly took notes.

"On to the next test."

Lin Xiyao shouted angrily: "Stop it, damn it, do you want to beat him to death?"

What they want is data on the automatic healing of wounds.

Inject zombie blood into living people, whip them, and observe how long the wounds take to heal.

It's so heartless.

And this is just the first study.

"Roar……"

The young doctor threw away the blood-stained whip and picked up the pliers on the table.

At this time, Afeng changed.

His eyes did not turn red, but became a pair of gray-white pupils with scarlet bloodshot veins in them.

Seeing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across the young doctor's eyes.

He approached Afeng step by step.

"Hey, little thing, didn't you just promise to stick to it?"

"How come you couldn't even make it through a day?"

"Pfft."

The sharp pliers clamped on Afeng's nail, and with a sudden pull, the bloody nail was completely clamped off.

"Hooho..."

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

At this time, Afeng was still conscious and couldn't help but scream in pain.

Seeing this, the young doctor became even crazier and pulled it with a perverted look on his face.

"You are so naive."

"Do you really think you can get out of this alive?"

"Once you're sold in, your fate is no longer in your hands."

"Whether you become zombies or red shadows, you cannot escape the fate of being studied."

"Who made you untouchables?"

"..."

Amid the young doctor's perverted remarks, Lin Xiyao felt that Afeng's resentment was gradually rising and his consciousness was quickly disappearing.

Soon, Afeng was filled with resentment and he completely turned into a zombie.

And the research on him has just begun.