When he was in the reinforced glass cover, he opened his eyes and saw that the old man was discussing something with a group of people.
Then the old man roared a few words angrily, and a group of people on the scene did not dare to object.
This old man in a white coat and with white hair looked at No. 3 with a strange and obsessed look.
He said slowly: "Don't worry, your body function is still in a state of atrophy, and it is not suitable for activities now."
This dark space is absolutely quiet, and not a single noise can be heard.
"…………"
No. 3, who gave up struggling and gathered strength, suddenly discovered that a weak flame in the middle of the darkness suddenly grew bigger.
The fiercely burning flames completely illuminated the originally dark space.
"..."
In this moment, No. 3 only felt that the dazzling light was a bit dazzling.
After a while, No. 3 opened his eyes and found that his body seemed to be soaked in light green water.
He also discovered that his body seemed to be filled with countless silver-white tubes.
Through the liquid, No. 3 could vaguely see a group of people in white coats busy ahead.
Several of the older people were pointing at him, seeming to be discussing something.
Looking around, No. 3 finally knew where he was now.
He returned to the starting point, the dangerous room where he was transformed into half man and half beast.
At this moment, he was in a glass cover made of tempered glass. The glass cover was filled with light green liquid, and he was lying in the liquid.
"..."
These light green liquids are very cold, like sub-zero ice.
Not only that, it was also constantly impacting and squeezing the pores all over his body, as if it was squeezing into his body through the pores.
But No. 3 didn't know that these nutritional liquids provided sufficient energy for his weak body after not eating for a month, allowing him to continue living.
"..."
Seeing No. 3 suddenly opening his eyes, those people in white coats who discovered it seemed to immediately panic and immediately controlled the large row of instruments in front of them.
The next moment, a large amount of hypnotic substances were injected into the glass cover. Before No. 3 could hold on for a minute, he only felt his eyes go dark, and then he knew nothing.
When he woke up again on the 3rd, he immediately discovered that this was another room.
At this moment, he was tied to an experimental bed.
There are many special and expensive precision instruments placed beside the bed. One of the instruments had various colorful tubes inserted into various parts of his body.
No. 3 looked around helplessly. No one was there, which was a good thing for him.
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out an old hand and touched No. 3's cold body. Although the old man's voice was old, his tone was full of passion and madness.
After the old man touched No. 3's body all over, the heat in his eyes became even deeper. He said complexly to No. 3 again: "As expected of the biochemical warrior I created, even if it is a defective product, its physical fitness is like that of a superman. Even if it has not eaten any food for a month, the muscles all over the body are only slightly numb." If it were an ordinary person, even if he didn't die, he would probably have become disabled long ago."
The old man casually picked up an empty syringe next to him, and then looked at No. 3 carefully. No. 3 has also been staring at him closely, and the murderous aura he has cultivated for many years has also enveloped the old man.
But No. 3 couldn't move, otherwise the old man's life would be lost in an instant. The two looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and the atmosphere around them was very strange.
After hesitating for a moment, a trace of cruelty flashed in the old man's eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand and inserted the empty syringe into No. 3's body.
The empty syringe was filled with blood as soon as it was drawn and pulled. The old man casually threw the syringe filled with blood to the four men behind him.
"…………"
After the old man took blood sample No. 3, he originally wanted to leave directly.
However, after thinking about it later, he said to No. 3: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself.
"My name is Sato Miyamoto, you can call me Dr. Miyamoto."
I am the person in charge of the biochemical technology laboratory of the "Black Dragon Group". At the same time, you are the first biochemical warrior I created. Although it is a bit incomplete, using the genetic blood you have developed so far as a sample, we can definitely create a perfect one. of biotech warriors.
"Black Dragon Group" biochemical technology actual risk room? No. 3's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't expect that he had worked so hard and finally returned here. To be a guinea pig again.
"..."
Moreover, I am afraid that I will be seriously endangered this time. Because he has lost any interests and is difficult to control, he will definitely be easily dealt with.
The biochemical technology risk room in the "Black Dragon Group" is a risk room with very strong scientific and technological capabilities.
Especially after having huge funds, they have been responsible for developing many new and weird weapons for the "Black Dragon Group" and "Prime Minister Qi Wu".
Unexpectedly, the old man who looked like he was about to die was the head of the mysterious biochemical science research group in the "Black Dragon Group".
"..."
It seems that he is highly valued by the top management of the "Black Dragon Group", but No. 3 does not want this kind of attention, because he deeply knows what is hidden behind this kind of attention!
As if he knew what No. 3 was thinking at the moment, the old man smiled deeply before leaving...
Number Three felt increasingly uneasy.
Is this Miyamoto Sato the one who injected gastrula genes into his body?
Why did this old man say he was a defective product?
Also, what exactly is the so-called perfect biochemical warrior? What fate awaits him?
Another hour later, the closed door made of alloy was opened again, but this time only Miyamoto Sato came in. Miyamoto Sato dismissed everyone.
Miyamoto Sato slowly walked to bed No. 3, pulled up a fur chair and sat down, and asked with a slightly strange concern: "How do you feel about your body now? Is there anything strange? What is the strangeness?"
When No. 3 saw this, he kept his mouth shut and didn't speak. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't because there was a large amount of paralyzing drugs in his body at this moment.
Miyamoto Sato is naturally aware of this situation.
He didn't care about No. 3's reply, he just wanted to find someone to talk to.
Miyamoto Sato continued to mutter to himself: "The address of the Biological Research Laboratory is an absolute secret of the "Black Dragon Group". It is not something you can know for the time being, so you should not ask more questions."
