the lamb that destroyed the altar

Eleven, who opened his eyes again, found that he was already lying in the room, which was still the room he had been living in.

It was the first time that the continuous pain in his body was gone, and his mind was clear again.

He is Qi Yu, who belongs to the seventh group of the Yuan League.The seventh group was the main battle, and he was also caught in the battle with the foreign alliance.And was brought here.

Still a little weak, Qi Yu struggled to sit up and quietly observed the room he was in.Sure enough, he didn't find anything in the room where he had lived for a long time. Of course, the unobtrusive monitor above his head was still functioning well.Qi Yu knew that even the bathroom was monitored.

Qi Yu, who didn't find anything, focused on himself. After being tortured here for so long, he should be as skinny as a stick.But the tube of medicine yesterday made his current physical condition look better than before. His body is strong, but it is a pity that he is still weak.

But if it wasn't like this, Qi Yu didn't think they would rest assured that he was alone in the room.

The few months here are more difficult than his previous life. Fortunately, his head is already a little unconscious. Otherwise, even if his will to survive is strong, it is impossible to have a good result.

Speaking of this, Qi Yu thought of that man, he must be Mu Ling!He is obviously such a clean person, why is he here?Whether that man was for money or something else, Qi Yu couldn't believe it.

Or what I see is just the appearance, he is actually forced here.Heh, avoiding the monitoring, Qi Yu pulled the corner of his mouth weakly.When did he become emotional, he couldn't be a tortured pervert!Qi Yu laughed at himself.

No matter what, many people died in Mu Ling's hands, so he couldn't be soft-hearted.Qi Yu remembered his previous thoughts, he would kill Mu Ling with his own hands.

I don't know what my experimental subject is thinking. At this time, Mu Ling is not working as usual.

No matter how strict the rules here are, these researchers are still human beings, not tireless machines. Even if they can't go out, this big underground base still has some places for them to relax.

Wearing a white sweater and trousers casually, Mu Ling walked quietly on the street.This place can be regarded as a street, and the only difference from the outside is the sky.Mu Ling's destination was an Internet cafe, which was the only place where they could get news from the outside world, although those news were also filtered.But talk is better than nothing.

"Sir, is it still the original position?" Seeing Mu Ling's arrival, the little girl said with a bright smile.She already knew Mu Ling who came here basically once a month.

"Yeah." Mu Ling nodded quietly. The little girl was about ten years old. If she was outside, she might be at school age. Unfortunately, ordinary people are not allowed to go out here.Unless it is a weapon of the Alien Alliance.

"This is your card." The girl handed the card to Mu Ling, and then began to serve the people behind.

In fact, there are a lot of people these days, and these days are the time I can relax every month.Even for powerful people, it is impossible to work without restraint, and you always have to adjust your mood.

Walking skillfully through the spacious hall, Mu Ling came to Room 71 indicated on the card, where his Internet station is.