Abyssal Kingdom

Walking into the camera is De Xinming.

Wei An met him a few times in the early years, and they nodded and smiled occasionally at banquets. Everyone wore polite masks. Direct children who have no ambitions and do not do business properly.

This young man was not yet 29 years old when he died. In everyone's eyes, he looked like a handsome young man who was with sports cars and celebrities all day long.

But he walked into the interrogation room at this time, looking very different from before.

His face was sullen, stubble-bearded, and murderous, and people were always different from what people saw in social situations.

Wei An once thought about why De Xinming was involved in this matter, but now the reason is very clear, not just his official career and amazing opportunities, this matter is so involved that no one can stand idly by, especially a direct child of a military family.

Standing three steps away from Guiling, De Xinming said, "We will release the restraint device and let you enter the Yingtian rebel building. Within 3 minutes, we will clean up the place."

There was silence in the room. There seemed to be a deadly atmosphere here, and there was no echo of words. Even the floor and walls looked very strange because they were too strictly guarded, as if they were in another world.

"In Yingtian area, the last population census was 5000 million people, and now there are less than 4000 million people left." De Xinming said, "This technology causes large-scale human body mutations and drives humans into madness. The people here The experimental area... is the same as hell, with a modern management system, and that evil spirit just came out of Yingtian..."

He stared at Gui Ling: "What the hell are you guys?"

"He won't answer you, he has a non-disclosure agreement, this 'contract' is branded in his genes." The person outside the camera said.

Wei An realized that this was the administrator of Guiling's Science Department.

De Xinming walked over, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press the restraint device behind Guiling.

The thing moved back two centimeters, and Gui Ling trembled very slightly, it was almost invisible if you didn't pay close attention, like a static weapon that wouldn't hurt at all.

De Xinming stared at him, and the surrounding was silent for a while, he said: "The defenses of those bastards are too strong, you go and kill them all."

Gui Ling stared at the floor, staring at the void.

De Xinming's force on the restraint instrument was stronger, and that thing affected the restraint of the torture instrument inside Guiling's body.The latter's breathing quickened, as if he had been forcibly awakened from a slumber of rejection, and he could only raise his head following the slightest movement of others, but there was no way to relieve the pain. He trembled slightly. An escapeable struggle.

"You can talk now," said the administrator.

It was silent for a while again, and the imprisoned person seemed unable to speak human language at all.But another hand pressed the confinement device and pushed back, and he could only respond.

"Okay..." He whispered, "Kill whoever you say."

Guiling's former administrator walks into the camera and begins to dismantle the restraints.

On the gray-toned screen, there is only a long silence during the whole process. There seems to be no systematic language here, and everything is very heterogeneous.

The man grabbed the restraint instrument behind Gui Ling and pulled it back.

Seeing this scene made Wei An's scalp tingle. In this very high-tech field, the administrator's actions were extremely rough, and he was not worried about causing damage to that person at all.

Wei An saw that the restraint needles were densely packed, piercing into Guiling's body like wire, and then being forcibly pulled out. The flesh, internal organs and bones were pulled violently. The man hadn't reacted before, but now he started shaking.

Under this brutal treatment, the bound person is not a creature at all, but flesh and blood on a hook, hooked, torn apart, cut, and placed randomly and roughly.

The part of these things in his body was three meters long, and he didn't know how to get them in.

The restraint needles that were pulled out were covered in blood, and Guiling was wearing a white prison uniform that was torn in several places and was stained red with blood.

The penetrating devices in the middle that locked Guiling's bones and main internal organs were so terrifying that Wei An's heart stopped beating when he saw it.

Wei An heard Gui Ling groan slightly, he must be in extreme pain, his body was tense, and he wanted to curl up... If his hands and feet could move, he would curl up tightly like a child, refusing to accept the nightmare on his body Such a fate, but he can't do it, he can only bear it.

The forcible pulling and tearing lasted for about 10 minutes, and finally ended. Even some internal organs and bones were brought out by the restraint needles. The instruments were bloody and were casually discarded on the ground.

De Xinming watched this scene with a frown.

"He can't be regarded as a human being, but he still has the appearance of a human being," said the administrator. "His mutation is more severe than the most disgusting mutants you have seen in the laboratory."

"There are 1000 million people, and there are still many that have not been counted," De Xinming said in a low voice. "Only the technology of ancient civilizations can make people do this..."

Gui Ling was still stuck on the chair, he couldn't sit up straight, and bent over.His hair blocked his face, so Wei An couldn't see it. He only heard him cough twice, which probably hurt his lungs.

"The ancient civilization's empire spent a huge amount of resources on him," said the administrator, kneeling in front of Guiling to remove the restraints on his hands and feet. "He has been like this for more than 100 years. Young and handsome."

He looked up at Guiling, his tone was complicated, with disgust, showing off, and a hint of pride in being his administrator.

He pulled the instrument away, and there was also a wire-like restraint needle, piercing through Guiling's hands and feet.

In the Science Department, there is almost no place in Guiling that is not regarded as an asset that needs to be locked in order to be controlled. He is a biological slice in the laboratory. Each slice is precisely controlled, cut, and fixed under precise temperature control. The creature is still alive.

Guiling coughed a few more times, his hands were trembling and he couldn't lift them up, the administrator took out a handkerchief - white, these people actually carry this thing - lifted his chin, and helped him tidy up the mess Long hair, and helped him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked like he was cleaning a weapon, but he was serious.

Gui Ling indifferently asked him to clean up, numb, without human instinctive resistance.

De Xinming stood there watching. Wei An didn't think he would take pleasure in watching others suffer, but when it comes to ancient civilizations, all the rules of civilization have been alienated, and people believe that the essence of the world is darkness.

"I've always wanted to know what you are," De Xinming said, as if looking for an explanation for his behavior just now, "You know, that kind of technology will destroy the entire human world—"

Gui Ling smiled, Wei An had seen him smile like this before, it was cold, with a hint of insane malice, he said: "Then I will kill 1000 million people to calm you down."

When he said the last word, he stopped abruptly, and the administrator removed the restraints on his feet with a rough action, and his left trouser leg was completely stained red with blood.

He struggled to lift one arm to prop himself up on the table, and he collapsed, trying to keep himself from slipping.

They stopped talking to him, and Wei An heard the administrator Chao De Xinming say: "When he can move, just take him to change clothes."

"When will he be able to move?" De Xinming said.

"It took overnight to fully recover, but he will be able to walk around in about half an hour."

Gui Ling tried his best to sit there as steadily as possible, but the remaining strength obviously couldn't support him. When the two of them were talking, he shook and fell to the ground.

He obviously didn't care, just curled up there quietly, and De Xinming said, "...does he hurt?"

"Of course he hurts," the administrator said, "so he will listen to us and not engage in petty tricks. He has learned enough lessons."

They turned to leave, and Wei An heard the end of the conversation, saying that after he moved, he would send someone in to clean up the restraint equipment, and his appearance could not be seen by others.

The filming continued for a moment, with Wayne staring at the screen.

Gui Ling lay quietly on the floor, the room looked messy, blood was everywhere, and there were instruments like torture tools.

He was really not moving at all, as if he was dead.

Wei An sat at the table for a while.

He felt cold all over, some of the chills were overwhelming, you never warm up after frostbite, that's the kind of thing.

He turned to look at Guiling, who was lying on the sofa looking at his phone, not sure if he was changing programs or playing games.

He was sitting upright at first, but now he simply lays on the cushions, and he thinks it is too tiring to hold his mobile phone. He turns it into a small holographic screen and hangs it in front of him, and then uses his own deep space system to operate it. He looks so relaxed , this posture looks like a young man who is lazy in his bones, and it is not the same as the one in the video.

The noon sun just fell on him like a relaxed and peaceful phantom of domestic life.

Wei An turned off the screen and stood up. He didn't make a sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Wei An sat down on the carpet beside the sofa, slowly put his arms around Gui Ling's waist, and leaned closer to listen to his heartbeat.

For a moment he wondered why someone would treat such a person as an uncommunicable monster, but it was true, and he was very sure of this when he first met Gui Ling.

Gui Ling said, "What's wrong?"

Wei An didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.

He has a lot of things to say, that he will protect him, that they can do some happy things after the end, where to travel and so on...

He could only say these things all the time. He didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only repeat similar words over and over again.His plan for his own life is not very good, far worse than the chaotic life brought to him by Guiling's arrival.

He grabbed Gui Ling's wrist, and rubbed his thumb against the place that was pierced before. When he touched a certain position, the man trembled very slightly.

It was an instinctive tremor of the body, Wei An thought, this pain would never be erased by Gui Ling.

He suddenly leaned over to kiss, and felt that Gui Ling unconsciously exerted force, trying to withdraw his hand, but Wei An did not let go.

He also licked, feeling the man's trembling.

After a few seconds of suppressed silence, Gui Ling said, "What did you see just now?"

Wei An didn't speak, and kissed his wrist earnestly, Gui Ling used a little more force, trying to take his hand back.

"Don't be like this," Gui Ling said, "I don't want...to think about this..."

Wei An stopped and looked up at him, he instantly realized what he was talking about, Gui Ling was saying...he might return to the Science Department one day, he didn't want to think about this during the long and desperate prohibition.Good memories are often overwhelming.

Gui Ling was also taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect to say such a sentence.Of course he was planning and trying to escape, but the fear, the lengthy confinement was in his bones, and you couldn't get rid of them even when you were free.

Wei An understands very well, the limitation that gets into your mind, he understands too well.

He looked into Gui Ling's eyes, and stubbornly kissed the once existing wound again.

This time Guiling didn't object, Wei An went to kiss another wrist, he felt Guiling's fingers caressing his hair.

None of them spoke, and there was paranoia in the warmth of the scene.