The immortal body is called Teevat

"The vital signs of subject 9527 are declining sharply! Quick, quick, hold off on injecting the diluted Demon God Residue Solution! Stop the infusion immediately! Terminate the experiment immediately!" As the sharp and piercing alarm sounded, the laboratory fell into chaos.

Although they acted quickly and stopped the infusion of the diluted solution of the demon residue into the experiment, the situation was not under control as they had hoped. After just a dozen seconds, the demon residue raged in the body of the experiment subject No. 9527 and he completely lost all signs of life, no longer struggling or resisting.

You know, the Demon God Residue is a mysterious existence belonging to the Demon God realm. How can ordinary humans easily touch such a taboo thing?.........

"Damn it! No. 9527 has no heartbeat or breathing. If we continue to fail like this, the doctor will definitely not let us go. We will all be sent to be experimental materials!" An older experimenter shouted excitedly, his voice almost roaring. He tried to release the fear and tension that had accumulated deep in his heart for a long time in this way.

The other experimenters were silent. As the second-ranked members, they knew very well the cruel way the doctor treated the losers - those who were considered worthless would often become the victims of the doctor's new round of experiments. At this moment, the whole laboratory was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere, and everyone knew what fate they would face.

This is something that everyone knows about the Fatui who are in the second seat. Their colleagues may have fought alongside them yesterday, but today they may become innocent test subjects on the experimental table. This is not uncommon.

As for the criteria used by the doctor to judge whether a person is valuable, it all depends on whether the person can provide him with meaningful data and information. If you can meet the requirements and contribute valuable data and information, then congratulations, you will be fortunate enough to be regarded as a scientific researcher; on the contrary, if you cannot do this, then the fate that awaits you will be extremely cruel - becoming a cold and ruthless experimental material.

At this moment, the bright and scorching lights in the laboratory, like the sun, were like sharp needles, mercilessly piercing the bodies of every experimenter, causing bursts of dull pain.

You know, it is extremely difficult to obtain suitable experimental samples from the other six countries. Any slight mistake can easily lead to serious diplomatic disputes, putting the entire Winter Kingdom at a disadvantage in international affairs.

Not only that, other colleagues from the Winter Solstice have long been dissatisfied with the doctor's practice of arresting others as research subjects. Because of this, in the eyes of the doctor, any available experimental material is extremely precious.

What's worse is that they have consumed more than a dozen extremely precious experimental materials in just a few days! However, what makes people feel desperate is that all the compatibility experiments of the dilute solution of the demon residue they conducted ended in failure without exception. There is no doubt that if such a terrible experimental result is presented to the doctor, they will be reprimanded and even severely punished. At this moment, the only feasible way before them is to do everything possible to make up for the loss and turn the tide.

Fortunately, there are still two days left before the deadline for submitting the experimental report required by the doctor, and there are still some samples left for the experiment. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to make a breakthrough in the limited time; otherwise, you can only step onto the cold and ruthless experimental table in person and devote your flesh and blood to the so-called "great science", which is really like walking on thin ice.

It is foreseeable that if they fail to hand in a satisfactory answer to the doctor in the next two days, what awaits them will be a "generous gift" personally presented by the doctor - becoming the new experimental guinea pigs, continuing to devote themselves to scientific research until their death...

For those researchers who witness the extreme pain, miserable cries and even bloody scenes of experimental materials every day, they are filled with fear and anxiety in their hearts. They are absolutely unwilling to experience the unspeakable pain and torture in person.

Thinking of this, the researchers immediately took action, because at this moment time became what they valued most - the true source of life.

After all, even if No. 9527 died, it didn't matter. We could just replace No. 9528 and continue the experiment. We still had multiple spare experimental materials! Maybe the next one would be successful?

With this fluke mentality, they were planning to remove Subject 9527 from the experimental table and discard it, and then replace it with a new subject to continue this cruel and inhumane experiment.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened: the instrument that had been silent to record vital signs suddenly flashed again, as if sending a message to all the experimenters present - Subject 9527 was still alive.

One of the sharp-eyed experimenters quickly noticed the abnormal situation and shouted to his companions: "Hey, everyone, check to see if the instrument has restarted. Does this mean that experiment No. 9527 is not dead yet?" There was a hint of surprise and confusion in his voice.

Many people were full of doubts about this result, believing that it must be caused by a machine failure. So they immediately started to carefully check every part and corner of the machine. Before long, they ruled out the possibility of a machine failure and confirmed that the machine was operating normally and without any abnormality.

This means that Subject 9527 still has signs of life! This discovery made all the researchers ecstatic. After all, as long as Subject 9527 is still alive, then this experiment is not a complete failure, but a success.

Although more than a dozen precious experimental materials had been wasted before this, the results were finally achieved. This way, I can have an explanation when I face the doctor.

The fools in the second seat all knew that the Doctor only cared about the final result, not how hard the process was. Those who tried to brag about their hardships in front of the Doctor would eventually be sent to the laboratory table to experience the taste of dedicating themselves to science - becoming a pathetic self-pitying person.

All machine components are functioning normally, and there are no abnormalities in the machine. This is really puzzling, it was clearly lifeless and completely dead just now, but now it has miraculously revived!

The older researcher finally relaxed his anxiety and was secretly glad that he didn't have to go up to the lab table and serve as a test subject.

"That's great, Subject 9527 managed to survive! Otherwise, we would probably all become the next batch of experimental materials." An experimenter expressed his feelings with great emotion.

"That's true. There are only a few usable experimental materials left. If we fail this time, the consequences will be disastrous. So we must not let it die again, otherwise our ending will be quite miserable." Another experimenter agreed with this and echoed.

The experimenters in the laboratory breathed a sigh of relief, their faces filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, and began to chat leisurely, as if they wanted to vent their tense and suppressed emotions.

Under the bright lights like daylight, the whole laboratory appears exceptionally sunny and brilliant, and the atmosphere becomes unusually harmonious.

However, although everyone was enjoying this moment of relaxation, they remained highly alert deep down and did not dare to relax at all. Everyone was worried that Subject 9527 would encounter another unexpected incident.

Just as they were concentrating on recording the various indicators and characteristics of Subject No. 9527, a miracle happened - Subject No. 9527, or more precisely, Wu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at this unfamiliar environment curiously.

Wu Cheng felt strange and frightened by everything in front of him. His first impression was the creepy and gloomy atmosphere that made him feel uncomfortable.

The surroundings were filled with various experimental instruments, and the air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant and rust, which mixed together to form an indescribable strange smell.

Moreover, when he saw more than a dozen people in white coats staring at him with enthusiasm, he could not help but feel an irrepressible sense of panic and weirdness. How could one not be afraid in the face of such a strange and mysterious scene?

The last time Wu Chengji saw him, it was still the dozen or so weirdos in black and white painted skeleton costumes. Of course, that was not a good memory.

Wu Cheng wanted to ask where this place was and why he was here, but something seemed to be running wildly all over his body.

Although it didn't hurt, it made him unable to speak. His whole body felt limp as if he had eaten too many sea cucumbers, and even moving a finger was difficult for him.

"Subject 9527 has woken up. He has regained basic consciousness. There shouldn't be any serious danger." The older researcher shared with the people around him.

"This is all thanks to Mr. Missionary's rich experience. So what should we do next, Mr. Missionary?"

The missionary was very pleased to be called that by the researchers around him, and responded complacently: "Of course, this matter should be reported to the doctor first."

"So will the experiment on Subject 9527 continue?"

"Let's put this matter aside for now. As for Subject No. 9527, let's put him together with the guy with the magic scale disease. Anyway, both of them are successful cases in the experiment, so there's nothing wrong with putting them together."

The missionary waved his hand to signal the other researchers to move Wu Cheng to the place he mentioned. Wu Cheng was then taken down from the laboratory table.

Because he couldn't move, Wu Cheng didn't put up any resistance and was dragged away from the laboratory.

As Wu Cheng was dragged away, he was still unable to move. He simply began to sort out his extremely disordered memories.

Wu Cheng tried to sort out his memory to understand his own situation and pass this extremely boring time.

He remembered that the last time he woke up, he was in a cave lit only by fire. A group of people with black and white skull paint on their bodies seemed to be performing some kind of cult ritual.

Under the flickering lights, they looked as strange and crazy as a hundred ghosts parading at night, and I seemed to be a sacrifice in front of them.

After a while of chattering, a man dressed like a leader began to bleed the sacrifices in front of him one by one. Of course, all the sacrifices were equal, including Wu Cheng, who was also a sacrifice.

No matter how Wu Cheng begged for mercy, the leader would not let him go and continued to bleed Wu Cheng very cleanly and neatly.

Of course, it is possible that the leader did not understand what he was saying. But for Wu Cheng, this was not important.

Due to the extreme pain and excessive blood loss, Wu Cheng finally felt his body getting cold rapidly and he became drowsy.

After he fell into a coma, he couldn't remember what happened next, he just felt like his soul was being pulled out of him, and then he came to this strange place.

While being dragged, Wu Cheng was also observing the surrounding environment. This was a very classic laboratory, with all the necessary instruments and equipment.

It was warm here, as if the heater was on. It felt like being in a hospital, but with an indescribable, weird smell of decay.

There was a group of people in white coats coming and going, and no one cared about him who was being dragged, as if it was commonplace.

No one took a second look at Wu Cheng being dragged away. They were all busy with their work, as if Wu Cheng didn't exist. Or maybe they were afraid of something else.

Wu Cheng was dragged along like this for a long time. As time went by, there were fewer and fewer experimenters around. The lights gradually dimmed. Even the temperature seemed to drop, and the shadows printed on the wall began to grow more and more fierce.

Wu Cheng looked forward in the dim light. It seemed that there were two figures, one yellow and one red, in the distance. Wu Cheng seemed to have seen these figures somewhere before. But he couldn't remember where he was. If he walked closer and took a look, he should be able to remember something.

Wu Cheng was dragged towards the two people, getting closer and closer to them. If someone nearby observed Wu Cheng carefully, they would definitely notice that Wu Cheng's eyes were wide open.

Wu Cheng finally understood why he thought these two people were so familiar. Aren't these the Fire Gun Guerrilla Soldiers of the Fatui, Ru Yanshi Guerrilla Soldiers? Aren't these the products of the original God world?

Have I come to the world of Genshin Impact?