laboratory.

Ren Yifei clenched the metal ring around his neck with both hands, but the more he tried, the stronger the current, the skin on his neck appeared electric shock lines, and there was a burning smell.

I don't know what structure this thing is, and there are no obvious seams on the outside. The part that is close to the skin touches a few small round bumps, which can release current.

No matter what, he couldn't break free, he put his hand down, gave up his intention to take off the metal ring, and began to observe the opaque glass wall in front of him, and tried to beat the glass.

He had lost consciousness for a short time due to the effect of anesthesia, and when he woke up, it was here, a boxy glass room, less than one square meter in size.

From Ren Yifei's point of view, the glass used to be opaque, but he wasn't the real Scarlet Witch, so he naturally knew that it was a one-way mirror, the one that closed the No. 7 experiment.

This must be the laboratory.

There must be a lot of people standing outside at the moment, all watching him, just like watching a guinea pig in a laboratory. He heard some voices, talking about the experimental arrangement, the voices were very low, maybe this room also has the function of sound insulation.

To prevent him from escaping, they also put a metal ring around his neck. If he has any resisting action, there will be an electric current in it.

After the test just now, Ren Yifei could probably come to the conclusion that the current was not fatal to the Scarlet Witch's physique. It was more to control him than to kill him.

It's bright here, bright for light-afraid monsters.

The light was very unfriendly to the monster, and although the light didn't carry strong ultraviolet rays like sunlight, he still felt uncomfortable.

Psychological discomfort, his pride would not allow him to fall into this captivity.

In fact, except for some masochistic people, most people and creatures do not like to be restrained.

This is the laboratory, the place he had been to not long ago, and the place where the Scarlet Witch was familiar with and left many bad memories. The Scarlet Witch would instinctively resist and reject it.

Ren Yifei's pounding on the glass door became more and more violent.

Even he couldn't help but wonder, is this where the monster died? As he watched him die, an indescribable sadness filled his heart, which immediately turned into anger.

"After finding out that he entered the glass room No. 1, he showed extremely strong resistance. It seems that he has a deep memory." The researcher observed him and lowered his head to record.

"The self-healing ability seems to be strengthened, and the skin after the electric shock can recover quickly. Arrange for a toxin experiment. I haven't seen him for two years. I am very curious about the current data of his body."

"Better not, the above order. He will be moved to another place tonight. This is the last one, and there must be no damage." A researcher stopped.

Today is not the same as in the past, this little monster can't be used casually for experiments.

"What a pity." The researcher who spoke was very regretful.

The researchers in the lab are all "old friends" of the Scarlet Witch. When the Scarlet Witch disappeared two years ago, they always regretted that the best experiment had escaped.

Other experiments, even the roughest monsters, are not so durable.

None of them have the powerful self-healing ability of Scarlet Witch. No matter how serious the injury, it will be fully healed in at most half a month.

Is there a better experiment than this? He was born to devote himself to science.

Now that the Scarlet Witch is back, this group is the happiest.

It's a pity that they also warned them: "This is the last one, and we can't be as reckless as before. If there is a problem with this, the base will be in trouble."

"Then our new human experiment will not continue?" The researcher looked at the little monster inside fascinatedly, "Human genes, monster's identity, is an accidental wrong combination of gods.

"He has the lock code for the fusion of monsters and humans that we are looking for."

After an unknown amount of time, the Scarlet Witch seemed to calm down, his hands resting on the glass, and his eyes seemed to be looking at something through the opaque membrane.

He was so close, that beautiful, amazing face was completely exposed in front of everyone.

"His eyes are charming, pure, clear, animal-like." One researcher marveled.

The eyes of dogs are warm and bright, and the eyes of cats are cold and deep. For animals without complex human emotions, the purity of the soul can also be reflected in the eyes. The same goes for Scarlet Witch's eyes.

His companion sneered: "If you think of him as a harmless animal, that's bad. This is a monster, and every muscle in his body is born to hunt.

"Do you remember what happened to the last researcher who was bewildered by little monsters? Be careful to be confused by this kind of thing, and always remember that this is an anomaly, an anomaly that compresses our living space!"

The researcher seemed to have a deep hatred with the monster, and he sneered: "If you don't believe me, I'll show you the experiment."

As he pressed a certain button, the original one-way mirror gradually became clear and turned into a completely transparent mirror.

Ren Yifei saw the outside, and also saw the researcher wearing a white coat outside.

This is indeed a laboratory, and both sides of him are the same glass room, but there is nothing inside.

The laboratory looked very clean. Yesterday's corpse and blood stains had been cleaned up, but Ren Yifei's face was still a little stiff, and then he showed strong resistance.

"Remember me? Maybe, you remember it?" The researcher took out a small jar of silver reagents, a special medicine for Scarlet Witch.

Ren Yifei recognized it at a glance. This was the medicine that was experimented on the young Scarlet Witch back then, and he once died.

"Ah!" He smashed the glass and showed aggression towards the white coats outside.

"Look, do you think this kind of creature can communicate? No!" The researcher came over and pointed at Ren Yifei, facing his colleague, "Monsters are monsters, and even if you give him a hundred years, they can't evolve into humans.

"Parrots can learn to speak, orangutans can use tools, and dogs can be trained as companion animals, but they are all just animals. Monsters are also... What's the matter with you?"

The other researchers all stared at his back. The researcher realized it later, he turned around and saw the little monster in his mouth bit his finger and drew a fork on the glass. Those eyes looked at him coldly, with hatred that cannot be ignored.

"Do you think animals do this?" the researchers' colleagues asked. "Monsters are not the same as animals, so we are here to find the possibility of combining humans and monsters."

"Hate is not a high-level emotion, morality, reason and beauty are." The researcher insisted on his own opinion.

He looked at the group of colleagues: "I advise you to recognize that monsters can only be monsters. I don't want another strange species that falls in love with monsters in the laboratory. That is a shame for the scientific community."

Outside the laboratory, a human dungeon.

Taking advantage of the official arrest of the Scarlet Witch, a mighty demonstration was being held in the underground city. The fire planted by Saman can burn the base's top officials in fear within two days.

It is also because they buried too many pits before, and the problems of class solidification and class oppression in the dungeon finally broke out today.

Although there are no useful weapons in the hands of civilians due to the issue of weapons control, they stand up and gather together, which is a trembling force.

The crowd was mingled with a long-legged man in a hat, who followed the procession in silence, but held a small "All men are created equal" flag. This is Saman, one of the initiators of this march.

On the third day, Saman had already infiltrated this group. As an intermediary, he has contacted several anti-base forces, preparing to attack the official leadership together today. But I didn't expect so many people to join.

The base is tens of thousands of people, and there are already one or two thousand here.

This number is not large, but walking in the team still has the feeling of being driven by the historical trend.

What Saman provided was, to put it bluntly, a life record of the rich and the lavish, but the gap between the rich and the poor in the dungeon was too great, even if it was a fact, it was unacceptable.

Human beings are inherently dead, and instead of lingering on, it is better to fight hard. Even if you can't enjoy it yourself, future generations can get some justice.

The life that burns for faith is like a flame, it is really beautiful.

"There are still people doing class revolutions?" Player Junmei already knew the news from the outside, and there was nothing he could do. This was a big deal.

He is at the eldest lady's house now, and the base chief is not there.

The leader of the base had not been home for a few days because of the Scarlet Witch, and told his daughter that he would be living in the office for the past two days, so his daughter asked the handsome player to come home.

Just because the Junmei player "unintentionally" revealed that he caused a little trouble in the hotel, and someone targeted him because he stood with the eldest lady, and even made him have nowhere to go.

The eldest lady, who deeply felt that she had her own responsibility for this matter, took him in immediately: "It's all my fault, it's embarrassing for you."

But the handsome player's goal is not the eldest lady. He enters the room of her mother, who is said to have been dead for two years, and there are some relics that have not been cleaned up.

There are no private objects like diaries, and nothing handsome players want to find.

The room was clean in every sense.

So, he went to the base chief's room again. A man who has lost a partner has a life as messy as a room, with things haphazardly laid out. However, there is no dust on the ground and furnishings, and this room is not a forbidden area for cleaning.

"My wife passed away two years ago, and then I found another house as a place to live. I escaped, felt guilty, but was obsessed with it... Where would such a cowardly man put his secrets?"

Naturally, it is placed in a place where no one else has seen or encountered it, and the office of the base chief can be easily found.

After searching around, the handsome player found what he was looking for in the mezzanine of the safe - a new human plan, a diary.

It seems that these people have thought about combining humans and monsters to create a new kind of human that can survive in this world.

Back in the guest room, Junmei player turned on the light and read the diary page by page.

The diary that has been placed for more than ten years has no traces of other years except for a little yellowing. The handsome player looked very carefully, and the warm light hit the corner of his cold, disdainful mouth.

"For the future of mankind, and for the continuation of mankind. I made such a decision - to start the new human plan. After thousands of years, maybe I who started this plan will become a sinner. However, I think that there will be human beings after thousands of years. Remains, at the moment of making this decision, I am still sincerely happy.

"If you want the displaced people to return to their homes, and the hearts of those who want to be calm, they can even cut off my flesh and blood."

The leader of the base left a page of his inner monologue, describing the difficult decisions he had made.

They accidentally discovered nine special pieces of paper. When human blood and paper are combined, that human will become a special monster. They have human genes, and their bodies naturally emit a scent that shields them from monsters.

Combining it with the human body may create the legendary new human being.

Six people, nine pieces of paper, one of them ran away with a piece of paper, and one person smeared his blood on the paper, but the transformation failed, and the remaining four people formed the base.

Later, two of them died due to some political failure, and the base became the private property of the base chief and hunting captain.

They started to make special monsters, and these people selected suitable children for conversion, and the success rate was only one-third, and the younger the conversion rate, the higher the conversion rate.

There are not many young children in the base, and all of them are regarded as precious by their parents, and very few children are abandoned.

Until the third year, all eight monsters were gathered.

The youngest is No. 8, and the umbilical cord is still attached to the stomach, so it has been sent to the laboratory.

Also in that year, the youngest son of the leader of the base died prematurely. The leader of the base shed two tears in his diary, feeling very depressed for a time, and thought it was his responsibility.

The handsome player looked at the confession above and suddenly smiled.

He found the ghost's real body.

The author has something to say: handsome player: I never imagined that there are people who can be more shameless than players.

Diary of the year: record life, hand in homework. (I)

Diary of the present: making evidence, confusing sentient beings. (hidden corner, malicious)