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The sound of the air pressure door opening was the same as that of an overturned soda drink. The moment the bottle cap was unscrewed, all the gas rushed out from the compressed small space.

"Mr. Canave."

The shuttle cabin was slowly docked to the excuse of the docking platform, and a person was waiting there, with gold-rimmed eyes reflecting a piercing light.

"Cotter."

Brandy stepped off the shuttle cabin, stepped on the steps and walked down.

"Did you bring someone with you today?"

Kurt stood by Brandy's side, and Sean had no chance to get in between the two, falling behind, and he heard Kurt questioning because of his presence.

"It's my secretary."

Kurt asked rhetorically, "When you came to the base, we arranged all the entourage on the ground, and no secretary brought in."

"He came with me." Brandy stopped, looking straight into Kurt's eyes without fear, "Is it wrong to not be distracted when working, and need someone to follow up all the time? Is my Things, you also want to take care of?"

"No." Kurt said with a smile, "I'm just worried that if people who are not from the base get mixed in, it will cause unnecessary commotion."

"Is it because I am afraid that my secretary will find out your secrets?"

"Mr. Kanav, it's a bit exaggerated for you to say this. How could I miss your secretary like this." The smile on Kurt's lips did not change, "Let's go to the cultivation room first."

"Cultivation room?"

This word came to Sean's ears. It sounded a bit like a place for raising livestock. Maybe it's because underground life requires a lot of meat, so all the meat species are cultivated inside the base?

But no matter how he thought about it, an unattractive picture began to appear in his mind, and he frowned in disgust.

After keeping a distance from Cotra, who was walking ahead, Brandy stepped back to Sean's side, and said lightly:

"You'll know when you get there, take a good look, Sean."

The ambiguous statement still made Xiao En unable to understand anything, and followed the two in a daze.

On the way to the breeding room, everything here is a secret experimental research room that is not put on the table.

Like the experimenters that Sean had seen before, they all wore gloves and masks, but they could feel a more obvious indifference from them. Just the pairs of eyes exposed from the masks could see the depths of their hearts. of numbness.

One of them sensed Sean's gaze, and suddenly raised his head, the two's gazes met, Sean's heart trembled, his mouth opened and closed without closing, the man just glanced slightly, and then focused on his hand work.

The man was holding a needle as thick as an index finger in his hand, and injected all the medicine inside into the mouse on the table.

The cruel scene of the mouse struggling and bursting with blood splattered made Sean unable to bear to look directly at it. He turned his head to the side, facing Brandi's dim face, thinking that Brandy would say something to mock Sean. Weak and incompetent, in the end he just said slowly, "Follow me."

In the second half of the journey, Sean adhered to the fine tradition of not listening, not seeing, not smelling, and just stared at the heels of Brandy's leather shoes with all his heart.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at our destination.

"What about this batch?"

When Kurt entered the password and waited for verification to open the locked door, Brandy interrupted and asked.

Kurt has always been very confident about his research, "There is no problem, and we will be able to put it into production soon."

The closed iron door opened with a sound, and the back of the door seemed to be full of people. For some reason, a group of people gathered in the aisle.

The usual situation here is definitely not what it is now. It is chaotic like a market. The crowds are pushing each other, shouting at each other to remind each other not to step on their feet or not to pull their hair. ...

Kurt's face was livid, "What are you doing, does it make sense?"

The noise of the crowd obviously far exceeded Kurt's decibels, and no one noticed that their immediate boss was standing behind them with an unhappy face.

"I'm sorry, I really showed you a joke." Kurt apologized on his face, and then with a straight face, he strode to the periphery of the crowd, took a deep breath, and raised the volume almost shaking the ceiling, "Quiet! "

Like thunder on the ground, they all stopped what they were doing. Some of them might still be holding on to their collars, some of their glasses were crooked, and their faces were all frozen. They looked at Kurt like a It is as terrifying as the first troll of the century.

"Professor, you are here..."

A middle-aged man who was pushed out embarrassedly pushed glasses as thick as the bottom cap of a beer bottle on his face. He obviously looked older than Kurt, and respectfully respecting Kurt as his boss looked extremely funny.

"Say, what's going on." Kurt raised his chin.

The staff formed an airtight human wall, and the sound of banging and hitting metal could still be heard in the dead air.

Kurt frowned, "What's the sound?"

The middle-aged man was trembling, and the messy hair that hadn't been taken care of for an unknown period of time also floated, "The test subject 3L20 suddenly became irritable and couldn't control it, so I called some people to come together, but I didn't expect to be suppressed. Two people were injured."

Kurt stepped forward, and the middle-aged man bent over to follow him, "Professor, be careful, the experiment is still in danger..."

Waving the middle-aged man to be quiet.

Layers of crowd receded, revealing the tragic image surrounded in the center.

Sean, who was thinking about his toes, could see a person lying on the ground, his clothes were torn into rags, his legs and feet were broken, twisted into movements that the original human body could not complete, and one left foot was folded against his chest , the other was torn from the base of the thigh, only the slightest muscular tissue was still connected, his hands were covered with blood, his eyes were refusing to give up, and his mouth made a hissing sound.

This can no longer be called an ordinary disability, but a life-threatening one. He should seek medical attention immediately, but Kurt said lightly: "There is still a breath left, send him to the genetic modification room."

As for the other casualty, only one eye had been gouged out, and Kurt sent him to the Limb Reconstruction Unit.

Sean's stomach began to convulse, and it was difficult just to hold back himself from vomiting, but at this time Brandy wanted to join in the fun, and he didn't forget to ask Sean to follow him closely.

And as the bloody perpetrator at the scene just now, he has been trapped on the hospital bed with cloth strips and chains by everyone, and only his head is exposed when he is tightly wrapped, which cannot stop him from biting and biting with sharp teeth. threaten those around him.

A pair of golden eyes are like ferocious beasts, full of bloodthirsty bestiality.

Kurt was not afraid of 3L20's sharp teeth. Amid the gasps of the crowd, he quickly stretched out his right hand, precisely avoiding 3L20's bite, and directly grabbed his cheek.

Kurt's right hand is not what it looks like, but rather lean and powerful. Thin and tough muscles are attached to his forearm, slightly raised, and it holds 3L20's head tightly without any effort.

He fiddled with 3L20's head left and right, his eyes through the glasses showed no emotion, as if the person in front of him was not a human being, but a pile of rotten meat that was still beating and breathing, "It seems that the development is beyond expectations , How could this be? Is the dosage of the medicine always normal? Report all the data of the past few days to me."

"Ah?" The middle-aged man realized that Kurt was calling him, hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, took out the slim recorder, fiddled with the screen continuously, searched for information, and exclaimed, " found it!"

"...The brain cell activity has been at its peak since the day before yesterday. We thought it was because the tranquilizer didn't work recently, so we doubled it..."

"Double?" Kurt sounded very angry, and Thunder was furious, "I told you again and again that the new medicine and tranquilizer will produce 30% of the repulsion phenomenon, and it is still unknown which side will fail until the results of the experiment come out. Take what I said Treat it as fart!"

"Professor, be careful!"

The middle-aged man shouted to remind him, but he was still a step too late.

3L20 took advantage of Kurt's attention shifted to the middle-aged man, and suddenly broke free from Kurt's restraint, and bit his right hand fiercely with sharp teeth.

"what--!"

A whimper.

Sean closed his eyes subconsciously, feeling that the voice sounded a bit wrong, how did it feel—it wasn't Kurt's voice.

He nervously opened one eye. From his narrow vision, he could see that the one who was whimpering and howling in pain was actually the beastly man lying on the hospital bed.

Sean's eyes were fixed on Kurt's right hand. His right hand was only slightly bleeding, but it stopped soon. The hideous wound was bloody, but more of it was a mixture of yellow and blue. The liquid, the bones that should have been exposed, glowed with a gloomy blue light.

It's metal!

That's it, Sean murmured, no wonder, when Sean was holding Kurt's right hand, there was a strange and strange feeling from the palm of his hand.

It's a bionic arm.

"It's broken again..." Kurt complained in a low voice, his right hand lost control from the wrist, and his fingers swung at will without obeying the command. I'm afraid even the most basic pen holding became a problem.

Kurt ordered the middle-aged man to take care of Brandy here first. He has to go back to the laboratory to replace his arm, which is estimated to take a lot of effort.

"What about the 3L20 experimental body?"

Kurt tilted his head and thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows, "Close it again."

The middle-aged man stared at Kurt until he disappeared from sight, then looked back, and worshiped Kurt's upright back with tears in his eyes, "As expected of a professor, even if he suffered such an important injury, he is still strong There's a tinge of pain."

"What's the reaction?" Sean clicked his tongue, "Obviously the bionic arm has no sense of touch."

"What do you know."

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao En contemptuously, and Xiao En swore that it was very strange that he would be despised by a sloppy middle-aged uncle.

"We are the Lex Group. How can we compare with those low-end bionic arms produced by cats and dogs? At most, they can only simulate the shape of the arm. Can they do the sense of touch, perception, and nerve connection? No. Only us , so that it can be meticulously reproduced like a real arm, this technology can be said to be unique to us in the whole world. Not to mention pain perception, it can reach more than 100% without 80%.”

"Blow it." Sean seemed to have heard a joke, "If you are so powerful, you will have to go to heaven, why don't you just regenerate your limbs?"

"Hey, you, you don't know anything and how to talk nonsense, who are you? Do you know that the regeneration of limbs will lead to—"

"Sorry." Brandy interrupted loudly, "This is my secretary, he is still a little ignorant, I will go back and take care of it."

"W-what, it turned out to be Mr. Canav's secretary." The middle-aged man suddenly lost his temper and said, "It's okay, laymen don't understand anything, and I can understand..."

"Then we will trouble you now."

The middle-aged man panicked, "No trouble, no trouble, it's all right, it's my honor, Mr. Kanav praised me, just call me Lawan."

"Lawan? That name sounds familiar."

I haven't remembered where I heard it, but Lawan has already started to lead Brandy to the front.

From entering that door, the entire floor, including at least three floors above and below, is within the scope of the cultivation room.

The cultivation room is not as simple as Xiao En thought. It is composed of rooms, and many living people are locked in the rooms.

Sean said in his heart that he had been here before.

It's not just Sean. If Clark and Scott were on the scene at this time, they would definitely be able to find out immediately that this was the last focus of their exploration on their first night at the base.

When Rawan introduced the experimental conditions of the experimental subjects in the house in turn, Brandy borrowed Rawan's recorder, refused Rawan's follow, and decided to see it himself.

The boss didn't need his own help, and Lawan was still happy and relaxed. He secretly scolded Brandy the pig, leaned against the wall, and took out a piece of bubble gum from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Someone in the next door kept banging their head against the glass in a state of nervousness, and Rawan hammered the door impatiently, "Really, I don't understand what to do with so many subjects. It just adds to our workload."

After resting for a while, Lawan loosened his shoulders, stood up straight, and prepared to keep up with Brandy's pace. If something went wrong, he would be held accountable by himself, and his job would not be guaranteed.

But he was taken aback by Sean standing beside him, almost jumping up the wall.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! Standing by my side without making a sound is going to scare people to death!"

Sean's eyes flashed, "I just said, why is your name so familiar, I know you!"

No, it was Rawan who received Xiao En and his party back then. He also touched Ravan's pass and saw the ugly photo on the pass.

It's just that Rawan at this time doesn't have this experience.

"Go and go" to drive Sean away.

Rawan snorted, "I don't know you. I don't know you. Don't try to get close to me. I'm the leader of Group C of the Material Analysis Department. How could I know you?"

The author has something to say: I finally finished writing, and my fingers are about to break...

I didn’t notice that there are a lot of typos. In a few days, the National Day will be released and I will pick a day to catch bugs.