As soon as footsteps sounded, the lights in the passage gradually turned on, and Ye Fan's vision became much clearer.
After walking more than ten meters, he was shocked to find that there were many residual blood stains on the walls and ground along the way, and there were also traces of residual poisonous smoke in the air.
I was afraid that people had died here.
Ye Fan's expression couldn't help but change, and he was busy turning the stone of life and death to protect himself.
At the same time, his nerves were tense as never before.
Although Ye Fan hasn't discovered anything yet or seen anything dangerous, he feels deeply uneasy in his heart... There is another steel door at the end of the front. The entrance is dark, like a huge beast, ready to kill Ye Fan at any time.
Swallow... "Beep beep beep -" At almost the same moment, Masako Masako's cell phone vibrated.
An alarm sounded shrilly.
Jing Gong Masako suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blood red: "Attack! Attack!"
"All-out attack!"
Ye Fan was forcefully opening the thousand-pound steel door when he was shouting and screaming at the main entrance of Blood Dragon Garden.
In addition to being locked by its own steel core, the steel door is also sealed by more than a dozen steel plates, which is very strong and airtight.
Ye Fan struggled for more than ten minutes before unscrewing the steel core.
Just a crisp click was heard, the steel door slowly retreated to both sides, and a strong poisonous gas rushed over.
Ye Fan quickly held his breath and stepped forward with a samurai sword in hand.
What only made him miserable was that although there were no enemies or mechanisms in front of him, there was another steel door at the end of a few dozen meters.
Ye Fan circulated the life-and-death petrification and detoxification gas, then stepped forward again and opened the second steel door.
As soon as the door was opened, a thicker poisonous smoke came in, along with a smell of blood that had been sealed for a long time.
But there is still no danger.
Ye Fan tensed up his nerves and continued to move forward, reaching the corner and opening the third steel door.
Compared to the previous two, this steel door is not only much more fragile, but is also simply locked without any reinforcing steel plates.
Ye Fan opened the steel core with force, and the front instantly lit up, with dozens of headlights shining together.
Pungent poisonous smoke also surged over.
Fierce, rolling, overwhelming.
In an instant, the poisonous smoke filled the entire corridor, making Ye Fan unable to see the corridor where he came from.
Ye Fan felt as if he was in the Cloud Palace.
He hurriedly found the location of the exhaust fan, turned on all the buttons, and let the exhaust fan suck out the thick smoke in batches.
It took fifteen minutes for the thick smoke to reduce by half, and Ye Fan's vision became clear again.
Ye Fan circulated the life-and-death petrification and detoxification smoke, and was glad that Song Hongyan didn't come over.
It is estimated that only he can handle this kind of toxicity and concentration.
Then, he raised his head and looked ahead.
A closed laboratory fell into everyone's sight, no, to be precise, it was an underground world.
This laboratory is much larger than a football field.
There are more than a dozen cubicles, seven or eight large observation rooms, as well as several offices and data analysis rooms.
Everything is no different from a research institute.
But it seemed like a world war was going on inside.
Various instruments fell to the ground in a mess, various bottles and jars were placed haphazardly on the table, and the floor was covered with glass shards and various sundries.
Dozens of chairs and desks were overturned on the ground, more than a dozen phones were hanging in the air, and piles of blood-stained documents were scattered.
There is a huge display screen suspended in mid-air in the center of the laboratory. The display screen is at least five meters above the ground, but there are still signs of cracks.
The entire laboratory was extremely messy, and it was difficult to find a place to stay.
The most touching thing is that there are countless bones on the ground, which are so white and scary.
"Damn, these bones have been gnawed on!"
Ye Fan moved forward while holding the knife and gun, while looking at the bones on the ground. He could clearly identify that these bones had been chewed, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Ye Fan quickly walked through the laboratory, trying to find a way out, but there was nothing except bones and information.
After looking around, he looked towards the second floor.
That's the laboratory director's office.
Ye Fan ran up quickly and quickly.
The person in charge's office is luxurious and spacious, occupying half a floor, and has three entrances.
It took Ye Fan three minutes to pry open the doors one by one.
Finally, he pushed open the tempered glass door.
It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
In the field of vision, a withered woman was sitting in an office chair, wrapped in a white coat. She looked like she had been dead for many days.
From the color of the bones on her face and the medicine bottle that fell to the ground, Ye Fan could tell that she died from taking poison.
It was precisely because of the effect of this poison that her body did not rot, but only lost moisture and became dry.
Suicide! Ye Fan glanced sharply and took off the nameplate on the woman.
There are units, titles, and photos on it.
"The head of the seventh laboratory, Dr. Ryoko Kurokawa?
Kurokawa...could she be related to Kurokawa Muyuki?"
Ye Fan looked at the strong woman in the photo and became curious, then he packed the nameplate bag and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then Ye Fan turned his attention to the surroundings.
There are many medical monographs and human anatomy diagrams piled here, and there are piles of incomprehensible data and color photos on the walls.
Several computers were covered in dust but were not damaged.
"Life Research Diary?"
Ye Fan rummaged through some more things on the table and didn't take them away when he saw they were worthless. But when he was about to move, he locked a small drawer with one glance.
There was a yellowed diary inside. Ye Fan took it out and flipped through it a few times. His eyes were filled with a hint of amusement: "Finally, I got the remains of the specimen from District 13 of Eagle Country. Although it's just a finger,
But it is of monumental significance to Laboratory 7."
"I heard that for this one finger, we sacrificed a lot of people and a lot of money, and also severely damaged the Yang Kingdom's layout in the west."
"But compared to the stars and the sea in the future, all these sacrifices are worth it..." "This finger is indeed unique. It has no brain or nerve control, but it still gives people a sense of vitality."
"Next week it's time to prepare a potion from the data of this finger for experiments..." "Experimental Subject No. 49 reacted violently, and its survival time was seventeen minutes shorter than that of Subject No. 2!"
"Temperature changes have a great impact on experiments. Experimental subjects can only survive below 30 degrees. If the temperature exceeds this temperature, they will bleed to death."
"At twenty-four degrees, the activity of the experimental body is the strongest. Below this temperature, the activity is severely reduced. If it is below zero, it will also die."
"In terms of mutation alone, No. 7 evolves the fastest!"
"Thirty percent faster than Yuanyuan No. 5..." "They are very good, very good, but it is a pity that they cannot solve the fatal weakness of temperature, especially they cannot walk in the sun."
"If they can't walk in the sun and have the stability brought about by temperature changes, these experimental subjects will never be meaningful, even worse than vampires."
Ye Fan read several pages in a row, which were all experimental records.
He smelled an unusual scent.
He wanted to read it carefully, but was worried that it would take too much time, so he turned directly to the last few pages to see if he could find out what happened in the laboratory.
Sure enough, there was the answer Ye Fan wanted.
"A very special experimental subject came today, from Longdu, a middle-aged woman who is in a state of suspended animation and is seriously ill."
"I marked her as number forty-nine."
"The reason why the blood doctor sect traveled thousands of miles to transport her here is because the data and blood on her body are very close to the perfect target we want."
"Well, this great contribution should be credited to the deceased Beitingchuan Jun. He was the one who accidentally locked this specimen for us."
