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Chapter 88 God-making 2

As soon as the words fell, it caused an uproar.

"Rebirth through blood? Isn't that fake?"

"We have injected the blood samples you sent us, a hundred samples in total, both dead and alive, and the wounds have not healed."

"And didn't all your previous in vivo experiments fail? You couldn't even cure basic diseases..."

Someone knocked on the table and clicked to play a video, "Look here."

Projected on the floating screen is a video screen that looks like a surveillance camera in a certain corridor.

A burst of strong blue light lit up behind a broken door in the corridor. After about a few minutes, the door was smashed open by gravity. An eel-tailed creature was knocked to the ground by some unknown force and fled quickly. A trail was left along its tail.

No one chased out the long bloody traces.

The short surveillance video ends here.

"This is a video from the Level 4 alarm at the Tower of Babel two weeks ago. The one injured and escaping on the screen is an S-class half-human, half-electric eel experimental body. It can release high-voltage voltage to kill living creatures instantly and paralyze circuits.

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"So?" someone asked dissatisfiedly, "What does this have to do with the special creatures we are going to talk about?"

"Perhaps everyone doesn't realize it." The man raised his hand and pointed to the door that was violently opened. "The super creature is in this office."

The virtual face was stunned, and everyone fell silent in unison.

"For the human body, 100 milliamps of current can cause the heart to stop in just a few seconds, and 1 amp can cause severe burns to body tissues.

The strong electric light you just saw was triggered by the electric eel when it was furious. According to our usual test data, it is close to 20,000 amperes, which is equivalent to the intensity of a lightning bolt.

Do you think, in this situation, if there were people in the office, it would be possible to survive?"

No one spoke.

Obviously, everyone knows the answer: impossible.

1 amp equals 1,000 milliamperes, and the human body will die if it exceeds 100 milliamperes, let alone 20,000 amps.

But when the scene jumped, the door was still the same door. Several rescuers walked in and came out carrying a transparent closed compartment. The magnificent fish tail still shone with a breathtaking polarized light even in the dim light.

After a while, a young woman came out and stood at the door.

The screen pauses, and the man points to the young woman on the screen.

"But she survived and knew nothing about the strong current. Her memory was modified. Someone even changed her clothes."

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

Finally, someone was surprised, and there was a lot of discussion, as if they couldn't believe it.

Someone asked, "How can we prove that this woman came back from the dead, and how can we prove that her survival is related to super creatures?"

When the discussion gradually became quieter, the people sitting at the round table continued,

"We compared the surveillance and found that her clothes were damaged before entering the office, and when she came out of the office, her clothes were brand new. She did not realize this, so we guessed that her previous clothes had been damaged.

It was destroyed, someone tampered with her memory, and she was not harmed in any way."

Someone in the office finally choked.

Then, the projection screen transformed into a medical report.

"So we drew her blood for reasonable reasons and found many substances that did not belong in her body. Her biological characteristics have also changed to some extent, but she does not seem to be aware of it."

Therefore, they want to create a god, a god who can bring the dead back to life and can be controlled by them.

He pointed at the person on the screen and said loudly, "She is our most successful test subject."

From ancient times to the present, the only animals that humans have truly tamed are dogs.

People often choose to use violence to conquer and rule, but they forget that the restraint of strength alone cannot soothe a restless soul.

The highest level of control is mind control, and emotions are the best shackles.

It is a good medicine, a weapon, and a delicate wire to contain the puppet.



Qin Jing opened the door and whispered, "We're here."

"We're finally here!" Atherland held the railing and sat down on the steps. Tang Rou's legs were sore and she began to wonder if going upstairs was a wrong decision.

The mermaid half-lidded her eyelashes, showing no emotion.

Tang Rou was a little sleepy. Hungry and climbing stairs for more than half an hour made her limbs weak. Atherland looked sad and said that she was going to the supermarket to buy chocolates.

But things didn't seem to go well with Qin Jing.

From the moment he climbed to the 37th floor, he was unable to contact his team members.

This floor is the urban area of ​​Babel Hotel Apartments specially developed for living and shopping. Due to the excessive height of the building and the overpopulation of residents, almost every building now has such a shopping mall.

Due to the power outage, the entire floor was dark and dim, the sky was slowly lighting up, and the dark clouds were so thick that the vision was always dark and unclear.

Qin Jing kept calling his teammates with a walkie-talkie while searching back and forth in the corridor of the building. Suddenly, he heard some kind of sound and immediately followed the sound with a flashlight.

In the quiet corridor, only his own footsteps echoed.

A staggering figure appeared at the end of his line of sight, walking slowly in an unnatural way with the light behind him. He seemed to be wearing the uniform of a security team.

Qin Jing walked over and asked in a loud voice, "Hello, are you a colleague from the building security department?"

The man paused and turned around slowly.

The wide brim of his hat covered his pale face. He changed direction and walked towards Qin Jing step by step.

"Oh, I finally found you. Where are the other colleagues? Why can't I contact them?"

When they were still a few steps away, a clear female voice came from behind, "Brother Qin, have you found your colleague?"

Looking from a distance, a shambling figure was approaching Qin Jing.

Tang Rou frowned slightly, watching the slow-moving person take a few steps this way, then suddenly turned back and walked towards the corridor on the other side, much faster.

By the time they walked over, the man had slowly walked around the corner and disappeared into the corridor. Tang Rou vaguely saw the uniform number 1036 painted on his back.

"I'm sorry, I was so excited when I saw them that I forgot about you." Qin Jing said, and when he turned around, he found that the colleague who was standing next to him had disappeared again.

Aslan suggested weakly, "Let's go to the supermarket to eat something first, and then come over and pay when the call comes."

Qin Jing remembered that there was a duty office next to the supermarket, and he might be able to find someone there, so he readily agreed.

Unexpectedly, the prosperous shopping mall in the past has turned into a different scene.

The walls and shelves were violently damaged, and various items were shattered on the floor. There was a layer of weird slime on them. There was an indescribable smell of rust in the air, mixed with a slightly rotten smell, which made people easily think of it.

What died here?

Maybe it's a mouse, or maybe it's something else I can't think about.

Tang Rou squatted down, picked up the wine bottle and lighter that could be seen in the nearest range, put it into the mermaid's hand, "Take it."

Then he followed Qin Jing and continued walking forward.

Unknown biological tissue fell messily on the ground, which was disorderly and chaotic. It was obvious that a disaster had occurred here.

Qin Jing's expression was no longer as relaxed as it was when he arrived on the 37th floor. Aslan also frowned and his expression became serious.

Soon, they saw the source of the rancid smell,

Several broken and shriveled corpses were piled next to the shelves, as if they had been carefully stacked into human towers by a murderer with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

They may not be human. They have strange mucus attached to their bodies, and round hole-shaped wounds are clearly visible on their heads, foreheads and necks.

This scene was better than any horror movie. Aslan retched and Tang Rou turned pale.


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