The pure white room, with smooth mirror-like walls, was clean and without any decorations. There was 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 the hidden speaker in the corner of the room.
"Go to hell, you bastard!"
Pyro John, wearing prison uniform and a collar around his neck, was banging 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 in their hands, looking at the crazy Pyro in the room.
The leading scientist sighed and said: "This group of experimental animals are always like this, and they never learn well."
After he finished speaking, he reached out and pressed a button on the table. The Pyro in the testing site immediately released a strong current after receiving the signal from the collar around his neck.
"Ah..." Pyro's body stiffened and he fell to the ground. Electric arcs flashed across his body, and he was trembling and screaming. After a few seconds, the scientist pressed the button again, and the arc on Pyro's body disappeared.
The fireman twitched on the ground for a long time before he managed to get up.
"No. 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability." The scientist gave the order again.
"Bah! Go to hell! You scumbags!" Huo Ren's eyes were still full of rebelliousness. The pain could only make him hate the humans outside even more, but it could not make him surrender.
"Tsk!" The scientist curled his lips and pressed the remote control button again. The current flowed out of the collar again and injected into Pyro's body.
This time he deliberately extended the time for a while. It took twice as long as last time before he stopped the electric shock. But Pyro was already paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. A pool of fluid came out from under Pyro, and he became incontinent.
The scientist frowned and said, "It's really troublesome. Let's have someone clean it up." He turned around and ordered.
"Copy that, Dr. Rancher."
After receiving the order, the guard at the door spoke 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 paralyzed on the ground, suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed the lighter, and then lit it to activate his ability, causing the flame to burn towards the collar around his neck.
But his little cleverness had long been seen through by Dr. Rancher in the observation room. The collar around his neck once again released a large amount of electricity, knocking him to the ground heavily.
"Ah..." Pyro screamed and twitched on the ground. The flames were out of control, like rootless duckweed, and immediately extinguished.
The cleaner had long been accustomed to this situation, and ignored the miserable situation of the burning man. He wiped the urine on the ground and left the room again with his tools.
After the cleaner left and the door was closed and locked again, Dr. Rancher stopped the electric shock. He ignored the twitching Pyro who fell to the ground and continued to repeat the previous order in a cold tone.
"No. 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability."
"Bah!" The fireman was unable to get up and could only spit hard at the wall.
"It seems that the experimental animals need more training." Dr. Rancher 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, "I'll leave the domestication of animals to you. I have other work to do."
After coming out of the observation room, he walked along the corridor to the end, went upstairs, and came to the lounge, where he poured himself a cup of coffee and took a rest.
This is the rest area for scientific researchers. Ordinary staff rest on another floor. This floor is full of researchers and assistants.
"Linda, how is your experiment going?" He sat down in front of a female researcher with a cup of coffee and asked softly.
"The data has been collected, but the principle is not yet clear." Linda replied with a smile.
Lan Che sighed and said enviously: "Then you are very lucky. My experimental animals have always been misbehaving, and I haven't even collected all the data."
"But your experiment is easier to produce results. The difficulty level here is too high for me to understand. How can you have this ability to violate the three laws of thermodynamics? I feel like all my physics studies have been in vain." Linda complained.
"Haha..." Rancher laughed and said with relief: "Mutants are like this, as if they appeared specifically to destroy the existing knowledge system."
Linda looked to the side, and then whispered: "Actually, I think those magnetic field warriors are like this, and it is completely inconsistent with the existing biological knowledge."
"You want to change your research direction?" Rancher 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 surprisingly resistant to anesthetics, and existing anesthetics are basically ineffective against him. Moreover, his body is so solid that it doesn't look like a human being. It can't be cut with a laser knife or an ultra-high-pressure water jet. It must be cut The experiments can only be carried out with the help of those magnetic field warriors."
"But those rough people, who don't know any fine operations, can only use a knife to chop and pierce vigorously."
Linda held the coffee spoon in her right hand and made a gesture like a magnetic field warrior stabbing someone roughly with a knife. It was so funny that Rancher burst into laughter.
"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 take a look at Professor Lambert's experimental records and do it in a targeted manner. We will reserve some knowledge and wait until new samples arrive.”
"This is the only way. In fact, I also wanted to try it to see if I could learn some kind of qigong, but after seeing my weak physique, I had to give up." Linda lamented.
"Forget it, we all use our brains, unlike those rough guys." Rancher dismissed Linda's idea.
"Human beings can stand out from the competition of nature not by sharp claws, but by smart brains. This world is ruled by smart people. So what if those mutants are more powerful? They are not just lying around in experiments. On the stage, let us slaughter you."
"To be honest, I hate doing experiments on living subjects. Every time I do experiments, I always feel like I am a butcher, especially when I listen to the subjects on the stage begging for mercy and screaming." Lin Da's mood was obviously a little depressed.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Many abilities of mutants can only take effect when they are awake. Using anesthetics will affect the experimental results. If you feel uncomfortable, you can plug their mouths." Rancher comforted.
Linda spread her hands and said, "Actually, I removed their vocal cords."
"What a great idea! I can try it next time too."
The two raised their coffee cups, clinked them, smiled at each other, got up and went back to the laboratory.
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Thanks to book friend Wu Da Bu Di for the reward!
