Chapter 97： experimental animals

The pure white room, the walls are as smooth as a mirror, the interior is clean, without any decorations, there is only a wooden table in the middle, with a lighter on it.

"Number 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability." A cold voice came from a hidden speaker in the corner of the room.

"Go to hell! Bastard!"

Pyro John, wearing a prison uniform and a collar around his neck, banged on the wall frantically. Seeing that using his fists had no effect, he picked up the table and smashed it against the wall.

Behind the one-way light-transmitting tempered glass, several researchers were wearing white coats, holding notebooks, and looking at the crazy Pyro in the room.

The leading scientist sighed, and said: "This group of experimental animals is always like this, and they have never learned well."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed a certain button on the desktop. After receiving the signal, the collar around Burning Man's neck in the test site immediately released a strong current.

"Ah..." Pyro froze and fell to the ground, with electric arcs flashing on his body, trembling all over, and screaming. Seconds later, the scientist pressed the button again, and the arc on Pyro's body died down.

Pyro twitched on the ground for a long time before barely getting up.

"Number 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show off your ability." The scientist issued another command.

"Bah! Go to hell! You scumbags!" Pyro's eyes were still full of rebelliousness, and the pain could only make him hate the human beings outside more, not make him give in.

"Tsk!" The scientist pouted, and pressed the remote control button again, and the electric current flowed out of the collar again and injected into Pyro's body.

This time he deliberately extended the time for a while, and it took twice as long as last time before he stopped the electric shock. And Pyro was already limp on the ground, unable to move. A puddle of fluid came out from under Pyro, and he lost control.

The scientist frowned, "It's really troublesome, let someone clean it up." He turned his head and ordered.

"Got it, Dr. Rancho."

After receiving the order, the guard at the door said a few words on the communicator on his shoulder. After a while, a door opened in the laboratory room, and a man who looked like a cleaner walked in.

Pyro, who was limp on the ground, suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed the lighter, and then ignited it to activate his ability, causing the flame to burn to the collar around his neck.

But his cleverness was seen through by Dr. Lancher in the observation room long ago, and the collar around his neck released a large amount of electric current again, knocking him down heavily.

"Ah..." Pyro screamed, twitching on the ground, the flame lost control, like a rootless duckweed, it went out immediately.

The cleaner had long been accustomed to this situation, ignored the tragedy of Burning Man, wiped the urine on the ground, and left the room again with tools.

After the cleaner left and the door was closed and locked again, Dr. Rancher stopped the electric shock. He ignored the twitching Pyro on the ground, and continued to repeat the order just now in a cold tone.

"No. 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability."

"Bah!" Pyro was unable to get up, so he could only spat **** the wall.

"It seems that the experimental animals need more training." Dr. Lancher was not angry, but felt that it was a waste of time.

He threw the notebook in his hand to the assistant next to him, and said, "Leave the domestication of animals to you, I have other work to do."

Coming out of the observation room, he walked along the corridor, walked to the end, went upstairs, came to the lounge, poured himself a cup of coffee, and took a rest.

This is the rest area for scientific researchers, and ordinary staff rest on another floor, which is full of researchers and assistants.

"Linda, how is your experiment going?" He sat in front of a female researcher with a cup of coffee and asked softly.

"The data has been collected, but the reason for it is not yet clear." Linda replied with a smile.

Lan Che sighed, and enviously said: "Then you are very lucky, my experimental animals have never been well-behaved, and I haven't even collected all the data."

"But your experiment is relatively easy to produce results. The degree of difficulty here is too high for me to understand. How can I have this ability to violate the three laws of thermodynamics? I feel like I have learned physics for nothing." Linda Tucao Road.

"Haha..." Ranche laughed, and said with relief, "Mutants are like this, as if they appeared specifically to destroy the existing knowledge system."

Linda glanced to the side, and then said in a low voice: "Actually, I think those magnetic field fighters are also like this. They don't conform to the existing biological knowledge at all."

"You want to change your research direction?" Ranche asked in surprise.

"Forget it, there are too few samples." Linda sighed, "The only samples are occupied by Professor Lambert."

"I heard that the sample is amazingly resistant to anesthetics, and the existing anesthetics are basically ineffective against him. Moreover, his body is so strong that it cannot be cut with a laser knife or an ultra-high pressure water knife. The experiment was only possible with the help of those magnetic field fighters."

"But those rough people, who don't know any fine-grained operations, can only chop and puncture vigorously with a knife."

Linda is holding a coffee spoon in her right hand, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com made a gesture of a magnetic field soldier stabbing people with a knife rudely, which was very funny, and made Lan Che laugh out loud.

"I heard that this kind of magnetic field ability can be obtained through practice, and there will definitely be more and more experimental products in the future. If you are interested, you can first look at Professor Lambert's experimental records and do it in a targeted manner. Some knowledge reserves, we will talk about it when new samples arrive."

"That's the only way. In fact, I also wanted to try to see if I could learn some kind of qigong, but seeing my weak physique, I had no choice but to give up." Linda lamented.

"Forget it, we all use our brains, unlike those rough people." Lan Che dismissed Linda's thoughts.

"Human beings can stand out from the competition of nature not by their sharp minions, but by their smart brains. This world is ruled by smart people. So what if those mutants are more powerful? They are not lying in the experiment On the stage, let us slaughter."

"To be honest, I really hate doing live experiments. Every time I do experiments, I always feel like a butcher, especially when I hear the experimental subjects on the stage begging for mercy and screaming." Lin Da's mood was obviously a little depressed.

"There's no way around that. Many abilities of mutants can only take effect when they are awake. Using anesthetics will affect the effect of the experiment. If you don't feel used to it, you can gag their mouths." Rancher comforted.

Linda spread her hands and said, "Actually, I cut off their vocal cords."

"What a great idea! I might try it next time."

The two raised their coffee cups, touched each other, smiled at each other, got up and went back to the laboratory.

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