In another corner of the world, in a secret laboratory, a man sat in his seat, eyes lowered, staring at the paper and pen in front of him.
He has not moved for a long time, but this does not mean that he can continue to do so. After all, someone will lose patience, and someone will eventually break the silence.
"If you haven't thought about it, then refuse... You have the right..." A standing man raised his chin and said in a condescending tone.
"No... no... let me think again... think again..." The man sitting there seemed to come to life all of a sudden. He pressed the paper and pen in front of him with his hand and shouted nervously.
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"Then hurry up!" The other strong man seemed a little impatient and emphasized coldly: "I'll give you one more minute, this is your last chance."
"Are you sure you will let my daughter go?" The man raised his head and looked at the man behind the two big, muscular men.
"Your cooperation with the Norma Empire's espionage activities has constituted treason. According to normal trials, you and all the men in your family will be executed, and the women will be exiled to the Demon Realm to work in the army..." The man standing in the distance kept saying
The man who was silent opened his mouth and said cruel words in calm words.
"Show up, you've got this opportunity, you should cherish it." After he finished speaking, he walked in front of the two big men and stood at the other end of the table, overlooking the shackled man on the seat.
At this time, a staff member wearing a white gown pushed open the door and walked in, leaned into the ear of the man who was speaking, and reported softly: "Sir, we are ready."
Then, he calmly stated the promise that the other party wanted to hear: "At least, your daughter will not be sent to the devil world, I can still guarantee this... As for you, if the experiment is successful, you can continue to live...
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"And I can tell you responsibly that if you succeed, you can also see your daughter! And watch her grow up!" After he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and waited for the other party's choice.
"You, don't lie to me..." The sitting man finally grabbed the water-based pen in front of him and pressed the tip of the pen on the document tremblingly.
"Remember, you can only see your daughter if the experiment is successful! Therefore, you must strengthen your beliefs! Just insist on living." The man watched the pen in the other person's hand move on the document, and signed his own
name, and warned again.
The shackled man finally signed his name, his eyes full of determination to save his daughter.
He stood up and was dragged out of the claustrophobic room by two strong men. The man who had been standing there walked to a corner and grabbed the intercom on the wall: "Sir William... then
People are ready...in vivo experiments can start at any time."
"Yes, I know... Such a sample is not easy to find. He has a strong desire to survive. After all, he loves his daughter... Yes, he strongly wants to see his daughter for the last time."
"I'm ready. I've sent his daughter over, and she's currently in a cell in the base..."
"Don't worry...the experiment will start immediately..." Having said this, the man hung up the phone and walked out of the room.
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In the laboratory, the man who had just signed was fixed on a human-shaped table. He did not struggle, but looked at the staff on both sides in horror, recording his heartbeat and other data.
"The auxiliary blood pressure circulation system has been connected. If there is a problem, we can control the blood circulation." A man who looked like a doctor inspected the machine on one side and said very professionally.
Beside him, another assistant who looked like a female scientist was also confirming the data on the machine: "The metabolic rate is normal and the heartbeat is a little fast, but within the normal range... The experimental subject is a little nervous... Please relax!"
A middle-aged man looked at the man's eyelids fixed on the table and checked his pupils, while encouraging the brave mouse who participated in the experiment: "We cannot use anesthesia on you. During this process, you must always
Stay awake...the whole process is going to be painful and you have to persevere!"
"There is no food in the stomach...the breathing rate is normal!" The assistant who used ultrasound to examine the lungs and stomach gave a thumbs up to indicate to him that everything was normal.
"Please be sure to ensure your condition... If your body suffers from epilepsy or shaking, we will inject a certain dose of medicine..." After putting a strange hood on the experimental subject, the last man left the test platform
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Then, the man who had been lying on the table, fixed by countless straps, finally began to get nervous.
He didn't know what kind of pain he was going to go through, and he didn't know whether he would be able to hold on until he saw his daughter.
As a result, he swallowed his saliva and heard a lot of machines in the distance starting to buzz at work.
Then, he could feel that his soul, or rather his feelings, were being stripped out of his body by something.
At this moment, he felt that his head had been cut open by something. The powerful force was tearing at his skull, trying to take out his brain and eat it.
"Ah!" He was about to faint from the pain, and his whole body was shaking violently. The powerful magic had begun to corrode and melt his skin, and the hair on his head had completely disappeared.
Desperate, he could only scream with all his breath with all the breath in his mouth. It was as if shouting was the only way to vent his current despair.
Just at this moment, he began to regret. He should choose to be shot or hanged with a rope. He should not care about that damn daughter...
Now, he really wants to shout out the words that are suppressed in his heart: "Let me die! I've had enough!"
But he no longer has the ability to organize language. In other words, if he had the ability to open his mouth now, he would convulse due to epilepsy and bite off his tongue.
Therefore, through the device that fixed his mouth like a chew, he could only let out the most helpless scream: "Ah!"
Even in the next room, the staff and senior technicians involved in the experiment could clearly hear the screams that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and made people shudder.
"Same as Experimental Subject No. 17, the face of the target experimental subject has begun to melt... Damn it... there is no magic power... it is really difficult to extract all the souls!" An experimental assistant looked at the current subject with some frustration.
Experimental results.
"If it were simple, the Puppet Empire wouldn't be stuck on this technology for so long! The target experimental subject has already begun to convulse... It is a normal twitching reaction of the physical nerves. Continue to increase the power..." A technician headed by
Frowning, he opened his mouth and ordered.
"Continue to increase the power? The previous Experimental Subject No. 8 was like this..."
"How can the stripping be successful without increasing the power? Your Majesty is impatient to wait. You must know that Lord Gurlo is waiting for the results of this experiment... He may pass away at any time..." the leading technician scolded.
, the laboratory immediately returned to silence.
"Do as I say! Continue to peel off the soul, and infuse the separated parts directly into the receptors! Quick!" After giving a series of orders, he looked at the laboratory over there, which was fixed on the table.
man.
The surrounding magical energy wrapped around the man's body like an electric current. The energy was so strong that it even burned the man's exposed skin.
That man, or that man's body, is completely unusable. Even if the experiment fails, the man's soul cannot return to his original body.
The screams have stopped. What is being tortured now is this man's soul, and the screams of the soul cannot be heard by the living.
Only the vibration recorder in the laboratory recorded the painful trembling of that twisted soul - this was really a pain more cruel than penetrating into the bone marrow, and the most direct torture that overcame everything.
The pointer of the magic vibration recorder is fluctuating violently, which means that there is an energy body here that is constantly collapsing. Although it cannot be seen or touched, this energy is indeed being destroyed, and the process is even worse than Lingchi.
A thousand times crueler.
The body lying there was no longer struggling, or that mortal body had been melted by magic and turned into a pool of bloody mud.
And those soul fragments that had been severely damaged and exhausted of strength were poured directly into the body of a puppet by a new device.
The core device of this god puppet is shining with exaggerated light at this moment, like a small sun rising slowly in the laboratory.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for this experiment to finally succeed. Because of Mr. Gurlo's condition, he can no longer persist.
At the same time, His Majesty Emperor Chris was impatient with waiting. He called William almost every day to ask how far his experiment had progressed.
Under such circumstances, the in vivo experiments naturally began in secret, using criminals in some cells.
As for whether this kind of cruel experiment is humane or inhumane, no one cares about it at all.
These people deserve to die anyway. Before they die, why not make some contributions to the technological progress of this country?
"Continue to increase the power! We are about to succeed!" The leading technician saw a glimmer of hope for success and shouted excitedly.
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I have something to do today, so the update will be postponed... Sorry