Chapter 1203

The second room holds Tianfeng.

When Zheng Feiyue came in, the great sacrifice of the cold Star Palace, which spans tens of millions of miles, was beating the iron cage and sending out meaningless nonsense such as "let me out".

Zheng Feiyue looked at the circle after circle of fairy ropes on him and said with a smile: "this doesn't have to be tied so tightly. Even if he lets it run out, it has no place to go, ha ha ha!"

The others echoed and laughed.

With laughter, Zheng Feiyue went to the cage, looked at Tianfeng with angry eyes and said, "have you thought about it? Hand over the things and don't embarrass me."

"Dream!"

Although Tianfeng is afraid, it doesn't affect her stubbornness.

"Don't worry, you'll hand it in, and you're willing. Not only that, after you hand it over, you'll beg me to kill you." Zheng Feiyue showed a penetrating smile.

Tianfeng trembled in her heart, but sneered on the surface: "I want to see what you have?"

For the overhaul, the general torture has little effect, unless it is like Hou xiaorou torturing Zheng Feiyue on the magic cutting platform, constantly approaching the psychological limit.

However, that way is too extreme. A little carelessness will lead to the death of the victim. Tianfeng decided that Zheng Feiyue would not take this risk.

So,

She! no Fear!

"Hahaha, it's really cute." Zheng Feiyue smiled a few times, then stopped and sighed, "only people in the upper world can say such a pretty thing without understanding the cold and cruel situation of science and technology!"

Tianfeng looked at him coldly.

Zheng Feiyue snapped his fingers and said, "Wu Tian, go get the No. 3 experimental object and directly make a neighbor with Tianfeng. I'm going to show my hands on the spot."

"Yes!"

Wu Tian immediately took people to work at dawn.

Soon, the cage holding the bald monster was moved. Compared with the dignity of black dragon and Tianfeng, the bald monster was miserable, scarred and lying in the cage.

Wu Tian explained, "two eggs will come every once in a while and order me to torture the big demon."

Zheng Feiyue asked, "is it still so hard?"

"Very tough!" Wu Tian showed a cruel smile. "No matter how hard he tortured, he didn't give in. As long as he had strength, he would scold more than once."

Zheng Feiyue nodded with satisfaction.

Wu Tian rubbed his hands and couldn't wait: "boss, what to do next? My subordinates will give you a hand."

"Is there any blood sample you were asked to collect?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Wu Tian nodded quickly and ordered his subordinates to go out and carry a solid wood table. On the table were small utensils made of sapphire.

The utensils are sealed, but the red liquid inside is rendered red and blue through the translucent jade cup, which gives people a pleasant feeling.

There are about a dozen utensils on the table, all with labels, such as methyl ethyl propylene.

Zheng Feiyue picked up one.

Wu Tian explained: "this is the blood essence extracted from the Jingbei tiger. This monster has one in ten thousand sword tiger blood. I sent someone to hunt and kill a large number of giant toothed tigers to extract these."

Blood refining can't be done by anyone.

Wu Tian had his own chance to get a unique blood refining method, which is why Zheng Feiyue chose him to be the person in charge of the experiment.

As for the sword tiger in his mouth, it belongs to a kind of fierce beast in ancient times. Although it is not comparable to the white tiger of the four divine beasts, it is also a role that ranked first in ancient times.

Zheng Feiyue shook the vessel. There was very little blood in it. Even though he was hunting a large number of Jingbei tigers, it can be seen that it was difficult to refine blood.

Of course, this is also related to blood concentration. Naturally, high-quality goods such as black dragon and Tianfeng are different. One can ensure sufficient resources.

However, Zheng Feiyue didn't mean to use the sample. After slowly putting it down, he asked, "is there the blood power of bears?"

Next, the bald demon in the cage opened his eyes.

Wu Tian picked up a vessel marked "B 3" and handed it to the boss respectfully: "the ancient blood extracted from grizzly bear can't be called, but it's also eye-catching."

"It's just the right thing to do the experiment." Zheng Feiyue nodded.

Wu Tian is a careful and efficient person. As early as Zheng Feiyue denied his needle cylinder design, he immediately asked someone to modify it.

The experimental base itself has talents who are proficient in forging. In addition, it is not complicated to punch a silver needle. At most, it needs to be more detailed, so the finished products will be delivered soon.

Wu Tian put the silver needle with holes on the needle barrel and gave it to the boss with expectation.

He is very busy these days, building laboratories and refining samples everywhere, but he has no direction on how to do experiments. He is worried to death these days.

Today, the boss came by himself and wanted to show his hand. Naturally, he wanted it.

Zheng Feiyue picked up the syringe and tried to feel it with clean water. He found that it was OK. Wu Tian did things quite reliably, so he pumped the ancient blood in the vessel into the syringe.

There are few samples. If converted into capacity, it is only a few milliliters.

Zheng Feiyue carried a syringe with several milliliters of blood and came to the edge of the cage. The cold glittering needle stimulated the bald demon's whole body.

He didn't know why he was afraid of a needle, but now he was afraid. He couldn't stop being afraid, and his tone trembled: "you... What are you going to do?"

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "nothing. I'll give you an injection. Don't worry, it's just a preliminary experiment. In terms of the ancient blood in grizzly bear, even if there are side effects, it won't kill you."

The bald man finally understood what he was going to do.

Although I don't know what the consequences are, I still feel that the bald demon wants to go crazy. It roars: "if you have seed, kill me, kill me!"

Next to him, Wu Tian secretly pinched his sweat.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head, motioned his subordinates to open the cage, then went in and grabbed the arm of the bald demon shrinking there. The force of cold ice emerged, and the demon couldn't move at once.

A needle in!

The red scale pushed slowly until it all entered the big demon.

Then Zheng Feiyue withdrew from the cage and motioned Wu Tian to make records: "the onset time, onset symptoms, specific manifestations, duration and dosage should be recorded in detail."

Wu Tian's eyes lit up: "subordinates understand!"

The cage closed again.

Everyone stared at the bald monster in the cage, including the Tianfeng who was "shoulder to shoulder" with him, or nervous, or looking forward to, or curious, or confused.

The big demon was seen all over.

He was pricked by a needle on his arm. It was just drizzle for him, but what Zheng Feiyue injected made him feel uneasy. He didn't know what to do.

About half an hour later.

The bald demon reacted. His body was like a cooked shrimp. The blood vessels on his forehead bulged and jumped like a water pipe with a valve open.