(This chapter may contain some scenes that may make some readers psychologically uncomfortable, so please be mentally prepared or skip directly)
Fan Shansheng thought that after many years, his ability to bear it had become stronger.
But when the scene in front of him overlapped with the scene when he first entered the dungeon, the nausea seemed to intensify.
The iron shelves on both sides are densely lined with bottles made of crystal glass.
Ears, noses, eyeballs, skin, various forms of bones, brains, internal organs...all the organs and tissues that can be cut off or dug out are soaked in different types of transparent solutions and stored in these special bottles. .
And this is the most "conservative" and "clean" place in the entire experimental area.
——"Come here, Sujata. Come and have a look."
He thought of the priest who led him into the dungeon that year - also his mentor after entering the Temple of the God King, an old man who looked amiable and full of wisdom.
The mentor at that time carefully held the delicate bottle in his hand and said to him in an excited tone.
——"Such a perfect work of art can only be seen and made in the Temple of the God King."
The solution in that bottle was colorless, mixed with scattered white flakes. It was like water mixed with milk, with a thin layer of foam floating on it.
The priest's eyes lingered on the bottle, as if looking at his favorite plaything.
——"However, it took so many experimental subjects to make such a visible one. The success rate is too low. And the experimental subjects sent all have similar faces... If there are some exotic faces, That’s even better.”
In his regretful sigh, Fan Shansheng finally saw clearly what was in the bottle through the impurities in the solution.
Light as cicada wings, as white as snow, as delicate as silk...
——"This, this is...could everything here be similar..."
Fan Shansheng asked stammeringly, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
——"Yes, there are all such things here. But she is the only one I like the most. Look, how beautiful she is... If Master Sa hadn't ruined her, he wouldn't have given it to me."
It was a piece of skin that had been peeled off from a woman.
Just by looking at it, you can see how bright and beautiful this woman was in life, and you can even see her long eyelashes and bright red lips;
And it was processed so perfectly, without a trace of blood or scratches, or any remnants of human flesh.
But the holes left by the eyes and mouth seemed to be looking directly at Fan Shansheng, leaving behind blood-red tears, silently roaring, shouting, and screaming at him...
He looked away sharply.
Every bloodshot eye in the bottle stares, every slender throat vibrates, and every severed tongue speaks. Hundreds, thousands, thousands...
——Even after so many years, the painful and sharp voice still seems to be echoing in his ears:
"ah--!!!"
Ling Yao heard Fan Shansheng's sudden and frightened exclamation, and finally stopped and looked back at him.
Fan Shansheng was holding his head, looking at the familiar bottle and the familiar face as if his eyes were about to burst.
Even to this day, he could not imagine why such a kind and wise old man was doing such bloody and dirty experiments behind his back, turning it into "art" and obtaining "transcendent happiness" from it.
He is not afraid of bloody scenes, nor has he ever killed someone.
But in the dungeon, when he saw living people being treated as objects and being "used" and "experimented" arbitrarily by other similar people, he could never get rid of the nausea and fear.
Don't they feel torn? There is only a thin layer of priestly white robes between them and these "experimental subjects" and "slaves".
When the priest's robes are removed, who can guarantee that he will not become one of these "experimental subjects"?
"Didn't you say that what is displayed here are all the outstanding 'works' of the priests? It seems that Master Fan has thought of something not so wonderful."
Ling Yao touched his chin with a subtle ridicule in his tone.
"What should I do? I originally wanted to take a look inside. Otherwise, Mr. Fan can stay alone and I can go in by myself?"
Fan Shansheng was so scared that he ran away in the public area and never came to the dungeon again.
He had no way to single-handedly resist the conventions of the entire God King Temple; in other words, he was powerless to stop his mentor from continuing such "experiments."
Anger and fear were gradually shattered bit by bit by the cruel reality, and unable to fight or sever ties with the Temple of the God King, he finally became a silent accomplice, leaving only "out of sight and quiet in mind" and "not to cooperate with others". This is the final "fig leaf" of being complicit in the evil.
But when he came here again, those emotions seemed to be rekindled, and even intensified.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Yao, who had a relaxed look on his face.
Why... why can you stand here so calmly and calmly, and say such calm words?
Doesn't this guy have any anger at all, no...
Ling Yao crossed his fingers into a fist, moved his wrists and joints, and made a crisp sound. Then he suddenly turned around and asked Xiao Cheng who was leading the way:
"It's just bottles and cans, it's not interesting. It can't be the only thing in the experimental area. I heard that other adults have a lot of fun. Are there no other open areas?"
"Ah... yes. Some adults like to raise modified experimental subjects to see how they survive and how long they can survive. Do you two... adults want to go?"
Suddenly, Fan Shansheng took a deep breath and drew a meditation prayer symbol on his chest.
Ling Yao is not an enemy.
He shouldn't assume that the other party is really indifferent just because the other party seems calm on the surface.
That is just unwarranted anger. Doesn't solve any problems.
And even if he really didn't care about this, as long as Han Hanlin did, he couldn't get away.
"I did think of some bad things, which made you laugh.
"It's a pity that we stopped here last time. We can't miss it this time."
If he wants to bring Yunying back, he can no longer escape.
And Ling Yao's words just now reminded him that there was more to the experimental area than just this.
He doesn't even dare to look at the most superficial and superficial things, so why are he still wishing to solve the problem here forever?
"Of course. I want to experience it."
Ling Yao could see that Fan Shansheng finally calmed down a little.
Otherwise, he would rather this guy stay here than move forward with someone who may betray or lose his mind at any time because of suspicion.
However, he changed the subject, changed his previous attitude of letting others lead the way, and pointed to one of the doors:
"Just go for this. How about it?"
The other two people looked at what Ling Yao was pointing and saw words such as "Shan Hongfeng", "Grafting Experiment", and "Jiadou" written on the door.
Shan Hongfeng is a priest in the same camp as Lang Yue.
Although Fan Shansheng was not sure what Ling Yao's purpose was, he wanted to visit Shan Hongfeng's "experiment" by name. But he doesn't have any good goals now, so he naturally lets Ling Yao make his choice.
Maybe you want to see what kind of people in Lang Yue's camp are like?
Xiao Cheng quickly found other people to confirm the situation. After knowing that this place was open, he led two people towards the inside of the passage.
While Ling Yao walked forward, he was distracted.
Yes, he chose this place directly after listening to the complaints from the servants.
[No such person found. Why did you write the "experiment" in such detail? Why don't you switch to writing horror novels? 】
[Although I know that the author will definitely not arrange anything good for the Temple of the God King, this is too scary...]
[Uncle Handsome, please remember to drive your son away. I felt physically uncomfortable after reading this chapter, so don’t read it if you are a child. 】
[Holy shit, what a scumbag this is. Don't talk about the protagonist, I'm going crazy! Shan Hongfeng biss! 】
And because this is the private "laboratory" of the priest, there are no guards guarding the whole road. It is also a hiding place that is easy to sneak in and difficult to be discovered.
Ling Linhan is most likely here.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the last door.
Xiao Cheng immediately pulled out his sword and stood in front of Ling Yao and Fan Shansheng:
"Two adults, be careful. There may have been an accident, and a modified body wants to rush out."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of banging on the door became more and more intensive, and the door body gradually began to deform.
Ling Yao narrowed his eyes.
The Chengying Sword jumped out of the mustard bag and was held in his hand.
Fan Shansheng also silently pulled out a sharp knife and stared at the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang——! boom--!
With a loud bang, the twisted door collapsed.
The strong smell of blood and billowing smoke came to my face!
In the smoke, a pair of black eyes were revealed.
Xiao Cheng stood at the front and was the first to see the man clearly. He immediately shouted:
"It's an invasion!"
Snapped!
"By……"
"You are indeed here, you brat."
