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Chapter 366 Flying over the madhouse

When Thor was knocked down from the mortal world, he had been deprived of all his divine power by God King Odin in the name of the Father of the Gods.?·

At this time, Thor was not much stronger than ordinary people. He was thrown to the ground by three adults. All he could do was roar loudly, and he raised the needle in his hand as he watched the nurse coming over.

"What are you going to do? I am Thor..."

"puff!"

The needle, flashing with cold light, stabbed into Thor's butt.

Thor's eyes became dull, his resistance gradually weakened, and finally he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

"Is it done?" The doctors who were holding Thor down asked the nurse loudly.

The nurse raised the needle in her hand, with a little excitement on her face, and replied: "It's done, this injection will allow him to sleep for a day, and he won't wake up even if an earthquake comes."

When several doctors heard this, they stood up with lingering fear and whispered among themselves: "This is a dangerous person. It is no longer appropriate to stay in our hospital. He should be transferred to a lunatic asylum as soon as possible."

"It makes sense. This man said he was the God of Thunder. He probably suffers from severe schizophrenia and is very aggressive. I will call the lunatic asylum and ask them to take this man away to prevent him from causing trouble."

Several doctors did as they were told and took out their mobile phones to call the lunatic asylum.

Not far away, Jane and Dr. Shavig looked at each other speechlessly.

They also did not expect that the stranger they rescued from the Gobi Desert was actually mentally ill. No wonder he would lie in a coma in the crater in the middle of the night.

"Jane, let's go. We have to look for the meteorite tomorrow. The hospital will take care of it." Dr. Schavig said as he left, no longer interested in staying.

Jane turned around slightly and glanced at Thor, who was lying at the doctor's feet, already unconscious from numbness.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly had an intuition, as if this person was very important to her and we would meet again.

The next day, Adicana Psychiatric Hospital...

I opened my eyes with great effort, and saw a bright room and the ticking sound of a clock.??·

The room is very tidy, with two beds with quilts, a wooden cabinet, and fixed benches.

Thor looked around blankly and found that the windows were sealed with iron bars and there was some noise outside the room.

"These blasphemous mortals, what did they do to me?" Thor looked down at the hospital gown and walked out full of doubts.

The door to the room was unlocked, and there were many strangers wearing the same style queuing outside.

At the end of the line, a middle-aged woman in her forties, accompanied by two sturdy security guards, was saying something loudly.

"Hurry up and get in line, come and get free candies and delicious juice!"

After yesterday's conflict, Thor became calmer today and lined up calmly at the back of the team, intending to figure out where this place was first.

After all, gods who have lost their divine power are not much stronger than ordinary people. Thor's head is not all about muscles. He is just used to using force to solve problems. When force cannot solve the problem, he doesn't mind using another method.

"Are you new here?" In the queue, a tall, thin man suddenly approached Thor.

Thor looked up at him and realized that this was a good opportunity, so he asked: "Yes, what is this place?"

"This is a Nazi concentration camp. You see those fierce-looking people with red cross armbands on their bodies. They are the people of this concentration camp and are responsible for imprisoning us here." The tall and thin young man had sunken eye sockets and a smile on his face.

Looking sickly pale.

Hearing this, Thor nodded secretly.

He had seen it in the room before. The windows in the room were sealed with iron bars, obviously not wanting them to go out.

Moreover, in the closed hall, there is only one corridor leading out. There are two guards standing there, wearing the same clothes as the person who knocked him down last night.

The combination of the two convinced Thor that what this man said made sense.

"If I want to go out, what should I do? Can I forcefully rush out?" Thor looked at Dudu, his voice was very low.

The tall and thin young man shook his head repeatedly, tugged on Thor's clothes, and whispered: "No, the Nazis guarding here will never let anyone out. I saw with my own eyes that one person wanted to rush out, but the result was

He was knocked to the ground by more than a dozen people. They caught him, tied him to a chair and beat him, and they didn’t give him food. They eventually tortured him crazy!”

"Hiss!" Thor took a breath and instantly understood the seriousness of the situation.

This is an enemy's fortress, where they are all imprisoned and enjoying inhuman torture.

The guards were very cruel and imprisoned them in the name of care. If they failed to escape, they would be punished. Many people were tortured and went crazy.

"What are you two doing?" Seeing the two whispering, a guard came over.

Seeing the guards appear, the tall and thin young man was so scared that he even breathed a little softer.

Thor patted his shoulder comfortingly, took the initiative to stand in front of the guard, and said coldly: "Call your king over and tell him that you have captured me, the great God of Thunder Thor, and I want to

Talk to him."

"king?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, looked at Thor with a bored expression, and said, "Are you Thor, the God of Thunder?"

"Yes, I am the son of Odin, the great..."

Before the sentence was finished, the guard stopped listening and waved his hand: "Great God of Thunder, Thor, it's time for you to take medicine!"

I don't know when, the long queue came to the end, and the middle-aged female nurse was holding her hands and looking at her with a cold look.

Thor was in a daze, and a cup and two blue pills were stuffed into his hand.

"What is this?" Holding the blue pill, Thor couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged female nurse didn't say anything, and raised her hand to signal Thor to eat it before talking.

Thor didn't want to eat things from unknown sources and was very hesitant.

And just when he was considering whether to throw this thing away, the words of a tall and thin young man came from behind: "Man, eat it, otherwise they will not let you go!"

Thor turned around slightly and saw the tall, thin young man nodding his head imperceptibly.

After hesitating for a moment, Thor threw the pills into his mouth and drank the water in the glass in one gulp, earning a satisfied smile from the middle-aged female nurse.

"What is that, and what will happen if you don't eat it?"

People who had taken the medicine gathered in the rest area, and Thor sat with his new partner, the tall and thin young man.

The tall and thin young man lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of attracting others' attention, and whispered: "That is a new type of drug developed by the Nazi mad scientists. In fact, the only value of our lives is to test the medicine on these people. If we don't

If you eat, they will tie you up, open your mouth and pour the pills in. I tried it, and it was very painful!"

Thor is not afraid of pain. Compared with the pain in his body, he is more concerned about being tied up, which will make him look undignified.

He is the son of the great Odin, the future heir to the divine domain, and the powerful god of thunder and lightning. If he is tied up and tortured by a group of mortals, he will not have to hang around anymore, and he will be laughed at for who knows how long.

"We need to keep our voices down when we speak. People here are afraid that we will run away and pay special attention to our communication. By the way, my name is Wal-Mart. As your friend, I feel it is necessary to tell you the reaction after taking the medicine.

.”

As Wal-Mart spoke, he pointed at his brain and said: "After taking the medicine, you will feel that time passes very quickly and you will not be able to concentrate on anything. You will be obviously sleepy and have difficulty concentrating.

The concept of time is confused, and a series of symptoms appear. I suspect that if you take it for a long time, these Nazis will control your brain, because those who were let go are all people who took the medicine on time!"

"How to avoid that?" Thor's face turned ugly when he heard that people who took medicine on time would have their brains controlled.

Wal-Mart opened his mouth, spit out two pills from under his tongue, and said with a smile: "Of course I lied to you, I haven't taken this stuff for half a month!"

"what about me?"

Thor looked helpless and said, "I've already eaten!"

"Then spit it out and go now, otherwise it will be too late."

At Wal-Mart's instigation, Thor jogged to the toilet and spit out the pills he had taken.

For three days in a row, Thor lived here like a year. If it weren't for the encouragement of his friend Wal-Mart, he would have been tempted to escape from prison.

Jailbreaking is a technical job and should never be taken lightly.

According to Wal-Mart's explanation, the clothes they wear are all specially made. If they don't have suitable clothes, they will be sent back to the outside world.

"Wal-Mart, what's written on these clothes?" Thor was bored and pointed at the letters on the clothes and asked Wal-Mart.

Wal-Mart glanced at it and said nonchalantly: "County mental asylum center."

"What's the meaning?"

"First of all, the county was the administrative unit of the Nazis. The mental asylum center was the institution where we were imprisoned. Since the Nazis occupied the United States, there have been such institutions all over the country, persecuting thousands of ordinary people like you and me.

When Wal-Mart said this, his face became serious and asked: "Thor, we must escape and resist the brutal rule of the Nazis. Are you ready to take responsibility?"

"I'm ready, always ready!" Thor looked serious and nodded with certainty.

As a god, even if he is deprived of his divine power, Thor still considers himself the patron saint of the people.

He felt that he needed to do something, not to show others how powerful he was, but to let his father in the divine realm know that he had never given up his faith.

"Brufen, your family sent you something. This is your birthday gift."

A nurse walked by and called Wal-Mart away.

With surprise on his face, Thor couldn't help but stop the nurse and asked doubtfully: "Isn't his name Wal-Mart?"

"How is it possible? Wal-Mart is a supermarket. Before he got sick, he worked there..."


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