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Chapter 226 The Monster in the Cage

When she opened her eyes again, Tang Rou was lying in the cage.

Looking around, she didn't see Yue's figure. Her first reaction was to let out a sigh of relief.

But then, he was pushed into the elevator.

She saw her own appearance through the illuminated metal surface on the inner wall.

Half of the pale face was pressed against the cage, and the other half of the body was torn through clothes, weirdly twisted, and covered with dark brown hideous skin.

Tang Rou opened her mouth, but a hoarse voice came out.

She was trapped in the cold metal railings and turned into... a caged monster.

Her breathing froze, and only one hand was left with feeling. She closed her fingers and clenched her palms, not daring to look at it a second time.

As a breeder at a biological base, she knew that she was a failure that couldn't even reach D level.

"you're awake?"

The person pushing the cage was a middle-aged man in a good mood, humming a song, with a silver-white "zero" logo printed on the back of his uniform, like an organization.

Judging from his appearance, he is a staff member in the field of biochemical technology.

"Are you still satisfied with your current image?" he asked.

Tang Rou closed her eyes, feeling a surge of anxiety and fear in her heart.

She knew it was it.

Can change into any appearance, any identity.

It's mica.

The elevator goes all the way down, as long as it goes into the center of the earth.

All the way down from the above-ground trading market, you enter another world filled with dense metals and various high-tech instruments.

In fact, Tang Rou had already guessed it when she saw those living people in the shanty towns who had failed to undergo transformation.

In addition to the human trade and the red light district, this underground trading market also contains a huge and vast private experimental base, where a large number of horrific biochemical experiments are carried out secretly.

Tang Rou guessed that Mica turned her into this appearance and put her in a cage, not to sell her in the market. There were only two possibilities, one was to keep her body intact for experiments, and the other was to remove her organs.

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She raised her head with difficulty, her vision went dark, her throat was unable to make a sound, and she asked him with her eyes: What are you going to do?

"I want you to leave them, I want you to disappear."

It showed an understanding smile and said, "The best way is to die in the hands of your own kind."

Tang Rou was scared.

Not long ago, in her speculation, she did die in the future time and space where she was drinking with Narcissus.

But she wasn't sure whether she died at the hands of the same kind. She thought of the cloning advertisement and the cold and sad eyes of Narcissus in the future.

A certain thought came into my mind.

Was she really killed by her own kind in the future? Or did it look like she was killed by her own kind?

Mica, mica...

clone.

She was like someone who accidentally caught a glimpse of thunder in the sky and was startled by the sudden cold light. She was also worried about whether she had really seen the lightning.

In addition to cloning, the mica in front of her can also become exactly like her.

She had seen it with her own eyes. At Noah's base, mica turned into what she looked like. It was exactly the same, and everyone was amazed.

So the billboard that Narcissus and I saw that time was half covered with mucus, showing the word hope and a face exactly like hers.

Is that really a clone?

Tang Rou covered her shoulders and was tortured by bone-scratching pain.

There is a lot of space for secret experiments.

Her mind was dizzy, and she only remembered being pushed through corridors one after another, endless like a maze.

Finally he was pushed into a laboratory.

"Is this the experimental subject this time?"

A confused voice came from above, like a laboratory worker, "I remember that the experimental sample should be a combination of alienated male sea snakes..."

"That's her."

The image of Mica Mimicry is that of a serious and stereotyped middle-aged man. His identity is unknown, but he can tell that he has absolute say in this laboratory.

It was easy to put her on the sterile laboratory table.

The researcher was still hesitating and frowned at the scan results on the screen, "Professor, she looks like a defective product."

There was malice in the 'Professor''s eyes, "That's her, let's start quickly."

He couldn't wait.

Several people wearing protective clothing came into the sterile room and used mechanical arms to take Tang Rou out of the cage. They were as vigilant as a rabid dog carrying a virus.

Tang Rou's hands and feet were paralyzed, her eyes could not see, her ears could hear, and she looked like a dead person who could breathe.

The metal buckles bound her hands and feet, forcing her soft body to open, leaving her stuck on the experimental table in a large font without dignity, facing this one-way mirror that could detect people's light.

She couldn't see the outside, but she knew that there must be several researchers standing behind the glass who were watching her closely and recording her entire reaction.

The 'professor' said with a smile, as if talking about the weather, "Let's start the experiment, I can't wait to check the results."

Someone pressed the button.

The needle with no visible internal parts was controlled by the robotic arm and approached Tang Rou, slowly injecting the unknown liquid into her body.

After a while, Tang Rou was forced to amplify her senses and had difficulty breathing.

Dozens of cameras were densely covered in the quadrilateral space, which were turned on and aimed at her, recording the entire process.

The gentle middle-aged professor seemed even more excited.

This is a special experiment.

Sensory experiment.

"Currently, less than 10% of human brain cells are developed and utilized. Most of the remaining brain cells are in a dormant state. Only 1% participate in functional activities of the brain. About 95% of the brain's potential remains to be developed."

"So in order to stimulate this part of the unknown area, we chose to forcibly amplify the five senses of the experimental subjects such as hearing, vision and smell, and stimulate the perception ability in the form of external force."

The liquid in the syringe was completely injected into Tang Rou's body.

In the observation room, several long lines were displayed on the electronic screen.

"Heart rate increased."

Behind the screen, the voice announcing physical signs had no warmth, like a precise instrument.

The camera screen zoomed in and focused on the mutated face of the young woman.

"The pupils dilate and blood flow to the muscles increases."

The researcher stated the experimental reaction and looked at the screen, a little distracted.

Half of the subject's face was alienated, while the other half was exceptionally fair and beautiful.

Her beautifully shaped almond eyes were half-covered by her fine, curled eyelashes. Her black pupils were turbid, with a layer of gray conjunctival material appearing, but her beauty could still be seen.

She pursed her lips, sweat beaded on her forehead, her hair stuck to her face, outlining her slender neckline and fair skin. Half of her dress was torn and covered her body awkwardly, making people feel pity for her.

How could such a beautiful and gentle young woman be chosen for human experimentation?

"The subject began to secrete large amounts of adrenaline."

"Start playing noise."

"Gradually increase the volume."

She began to struggle.

Half of the slender hands and feet of a human woman were tied up, and the metal shackles caused the skin to become red and torn due to the struggling movements, and even oozed blood.

She kept trembling and struggling, and curled up desperately when she was hopeless. The iron chain was pulled with a rattling sound, but she was unable to close her hands and feet.

Behind a single pane of glass, the researcher continued to read her status without any emotion.

"Adrenaline secretion continues to surge."

"The spotlight is on, the strobe is on, and the special light effects are on."

"The hot and cold blower device is on."

fear.

This is Tang Rou's only feeling.

Her senses were amplified by a special injection, and she fell into a suffocating fear.


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