In the all-metal room, red light enveloped everything, and a skinny figure sat in the corner, motionless.

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice suddenly sounded.

"Experimental Subject 938, stand up!"

That figure seems to be "Experimental Subject 938", but he seems to be dead and has no reaction.

"Experimental Subject 938, stand up, now!"

The skinny figure remained motionless.

At this time, a red light began to flicker in the room, and a bright blue light suddenly lit up from the ceiling, painting the drab room with a bright color.

However, when this bright color came along the wall to the figure, it suddenly disappeared into the figure's body, and then the figure suddenly twitched.

This shows that he is a living creature, not a sculpture.

"Experimental Subject 938, you should understand the consequences of resisting me!"

The skinny figure slowly raised his head. It was a skeleton-like face, and the blue eyes were as dead as water, calm, dull, and dim.

The deep-set cheeks outline the skeleton of the face. If there are some muscles between the skin and the bones, you can imagine how handsome this face would be.

What a pity, too thin!

"Experimental Subject 938, go to the third laboratory! Now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without giving the figure any chance to respond, another flash of bright blue flashed away.

The figure twitched again, and ripples appeared on the skin of the body, which didn't have many muscles. It seemed to be resolving the pain.

"I'm sorry, I may have hurt you, but you have to believe me, every pain on your body will make me extremely heartbroken!"

"Of course, the premise is that you must be able to understand what is sorry, what is belief, and what is heartache!"

"Hahaha!"

The sound stopped suddenly, but the laughter seemed to still echo in the figure's ears.

Standing up slowly, the figure showed a height that was completely inconsistent with the body shape. This uncoordinated height, combined with the skinny body, showed a strange regret.

As if he shouldn't be like this, this is a sin!

The figure hunched his body and walked forward step by step.

The wall directly in front parted silently, revealing a similarly red corridor. There were several forks in the depths of the corridor. At this moment, on a fork, a similarly red arrow was guiding the figure.

The third laboratory.

The door opened silently, revealing the environment inside.

One operating table, two doctors.

"Lie down, you know." One of the people pointed to the operating bed and said to the figure. Under the red light, the white coat on his body seemed to be stained with blood.

Another person said: "James, please be kind to our alien friends. To say, please..."

The last word was spoken while looking at the figure.

This voice is exactly the voice in the room just now.

The figure walked slowly to the operating table, first put his back on it, then lifted up other parts of himself, and took three steps before placing his whole body on the operating table.

He is like a dying old man.

James was preparing surgical instruments on the side, while the other man was looking at the figure quietly, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, his voice was trembling, and he seemed to be very excited.

"I really want to see you in your most perfect state!"

James frowned and said: "Jones, how dare you have such an idea?!" His voice was also trembling, as if what Jones said was the most vicious and vicious curse.

Jones seemed to have not heard James' words at all, and still looked at the figure dreamingly. His hands stretched out tremblingly, wanting to touch the figure's body.

"Every time I see you, I am so excited and excited! Every time!"

The figure seems to be dead again, with eyes closed and motionless!

James picked up a thick syringe, with a relatively thick and exaggeratedly long needle inserted into the syringe.

"Every time, I just feel that this is blasphemy against God!"

After that, he hung the long needle upside down, and as if using all his strength, he inserted the long needle fiercely into the figure's chest.

"Ding!"

The collision between metal and flesh actually made a crisp impact sound.

James raised the syringe with an ugly expression. The long needle at the end was still sharp, but with his strength, it couldn't penetrate the figure's skin.

"He's gotten harder!" James frowned even more tightly, "Is the sunlight from thirty years ago still strengthening him now?"

Jones' mouth hidden behind the mask showed a smile of relief: "That's nature, him! But he is our living God!"

"Okay, okay!" James seemed a little embarrassed and angry. Put away your tricks. Even if he is a god, he is just a god with terrible luck! Hurry up and drain out his bone marrow and let him return to the cage.

, I don’t feel at ease staying with him!”

Jones glanced at him: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of an alien who has not had any education since childhood, only knows basic survival skills, has all memories erased, and has no emotions or even physiological instincts?"

The tranquilizer in his blood can even kill ten Tyrannosaurus rex, and this is just the amount he injected once. He has to inject this amount once a day! What are you afraid of anymore?!"

"He doesn't even have a name!"

James was silent, his face hidden behind the mask showed no expression at all, only his fingers pressed the switch.

The next moment, the figure suddenly shrank into a ball and began to twitch violently. Only when his body turned over could the cause of his twitching be seen.

A thick mechanical arm was connected to his back. The mechanical arm seemed to have penetrated deep into his body, and a transparent pipe was connected to the arm.

At this moment, wisps of unknown liquid are flowing in the transparent pipe.

It was extracted from the human figure's body.

Looking at the shapeless figure rolling violently, Jones lost his previous excitement and said lightly.

"I'm considering whether to suspend his sedative injection..."

"Are you crazy?!!"

"The reason why our test progress is so slow is that the substances extracted from his body have been contaminated by tranquilizers, which is why there are so many hybrids!

Jones looked at James with crazy and dangerous eyes.

"I want a complete God of my own!"

"Even if it is possible, it does not belong to you, but to America and all mankind!"

Jones stared at James, and James was not willing to show weakness and looked at him. Beside them, the figure on the operating table became more distorted.

After a long time, Jones withdrew his gaze.

"Tch, this is just a joke."

"This is a crazy joke. I don't like it. Please don't make such a joke to me again, okay?"

"OK! OK! You really have no sense of humor!"

"Science doesn't need humor!"

"But women need it!"

"So I don't need a woman!"

"Damn it, Fake..."

After an unknown period of time, the figure returned to the room. His figure became even more stooped. He was still sitting in the same position without any change.

Just sit quietly like this, burying your face in your knees.

The people monitoring him are so familiar with all this that sometimes there is even no one in front of him.

And the face hidden in the knees became distorted at some point.

In those blue eyes that should have been gentle, there was no dullness and calmness, replaced by madness and resentment.
Chapter completed!