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And from the outside, it was indeed so. The man's torso and limbs were covered with various scars, some of which were healed, some were scabbed, and some were bleeding.
There are countless spots on his skin, making him look like a patchwork.
"Gulu——"
As they tore apart, blood gushed out from the wounds that had not yet healed, staining the arms of the two Fatui red.
But even so, the two Fatui still showed no mercy. They violently tore and pulled the scarred, skinny boy in front of them.
After a while of stalemate, the two Fatui seemed to understand something. They consciously let go of the subject's thighs and let him curl up near the steel pipe.
"Sir, he seems..."
"I understand!" The doctor's eyes sparkled, as if he had seen some rare treasure.
"Take a mixture of No. 65 grinding powder, No. 34 medicine, No. 56 subcutaneous injection, and No. 21 stimulant for three weeks to significantly increase your strength..."
The doctor was muttering something excitedly. He saw the bright red on the subject's thigh. The wound that had just been torn had healed in such a short time.
So he laughed even more happily.
"Perhaps it should also be added that it can significantly improve self-healing ability..."
"Go report it to the higher-ups and tell them that we have developed a new drug combination that can improve your strength."
"Tell the logistics department to increase the supply of those medicines, and send over a hundred new test subjects!"
The doctor turned around and gave a series of instructions to the recorder behind him. He wanted to make sure whether the effect of this medicine could be replicated on a large scale.
If that were possible, the Fatui's strength would take a leap forward, and he might be able to climb to a higher position as a result.
"Hahaha!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The laughter was so arrogant that it made the experimental subject in the cage tremble even more violently.
"Oh, I almost forgot about your great contribution." After laughing, the doctor turned his attention back to the experimental subject.
The doctor couldn't help but frown when he saw him burying his head in his arms, curling up like a hairless hedgehog, looking helpless.
"Come out yourself!" the doctor shouted in a stern tone.
The trembling man didn't reply, he just hugged his arms tighter. Even if he was beaten to death here, it would be much better than turning into a monster outside.
"Okay." The doctor nodded, and then ordered the debt collector beside him:
"Cut off both of his hands."
"clear."
The debt collector didn't hesitate at all, and bent down and entered the cramped cell. He didn't even use invisibility, and it was unnecessary to deal with these experimental subjects who were weaker than ordinary people.
"Let me go...let me go...I haven't done anything bad..."
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, the man huddled in a ball became extremely frightened. His voice was hoarse with sobs.
But the debt handler has heard this voice so many times that he has no sense of it anymore.
The debt collector reached out and grabbed the subject's bamboo-like arm, but as soon as he grabbed the arm, the subject in front of him began to struggle violently.
"Let me go!!! I won't go out!!! I won't go out!!!"
After the extreme fear, he turned into hysterical madness. The man's thin limbs kept flapping, hoping to change his fate.
And he did change.
"boom!!!"
The corpse with half of its head missing fell at the feet of the subject. He looked at his arm with trembling pupils. It was red and white and sticky like mud.
[Do you want to go out now, Zahn?]
Strange words came to his mind, and what made Zahn cry even more was that the man called out his long lost name.
It’s not that cold number, but the “Zen” that friends and relatives once called.
But now they...
Zen clenched his palms in a daze. He picked up the hunting knife that had fallen on the ground, squeezed it lightly, and the blade bent down.
He seems to have... great power?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Zain laughed, his whole body trembling. Under his disheveled hair and face, his eyes were red.
As fearful as he was before, as resentful he was now. No... maybe the hatred was even greater than the fear.
He had been imprisoned for many years, and only today did he have the opportunity to resist. In just a few breaths, countless images of revenge appeared in Zain's mind, and each of them made him feel extremely excited.
[The feeling of hatred running through your body is indeed unforgettable, but before you are consumed by hatred, I suggest you look around you. ]
The voice in his mind sounded again. Zaen lowered his gaze and suddenly found that a bright glass bead had appeared next to him.
The glass bead was pitch black, but the outside was tightly wrapped by a fiery red outline. Now, the outside of the glass bead was flickering with fire, emitting waves of warm heat.
【Did you see that, Zahn?】
"God... Eye of God..."
With blood all over his face, Zeen grabbed the glass bead beside him, feeling the strength and warmth on his chest, and his tears mixed with blood dripped down.
He once had absolute faith in the gods, because according to legend, when a person's desire is extremely strong, the gods will look at him.
Later, Zeen didn't believe it, because he had seen countless strong desires here, which were the desire to survive when the experimental subjects were dragged out.
Zahn didn't think anyone had a stronger desire than them. This place was made of steel, and they were weaker than normal children.
But even so, those dying people still left hideous claw marks on the steel.
From the beginning to the end, no god was willing to even look at them, as if they were born to squat in a dark corner and be trampled upon by others.
Chapter 745: The Power of Being a Human Being
2024-06-28
"Eye of God... Why... God can... see me..."
"boom!"
Zen lowered his head and muttered to himself, but suddenly a burst of flame shot out from the Eye of God in his hand and rushed forward.
"Boom!"
Two charred bodies fell to the ground. They were planning to kill Zen.
"Damn it, activate the emergency plan immediately! An experimental subject has obtained the Eye of God!!!"
"Damn it! Didn't the Doctor say that it's impossible for them to have the Eye of God?!"
"Retreat, retreat, and quickly send reinforcements over!!!"
……
The doctor and others saw this and ran out of here in panic. But none of this mattered to Zaen. He didn't understand what these people were shouting about, he just felt annoyed.
When he looked up, he saw two charred bodies lying in front of him. This God's Eye had saved him twice.
Zain no longer had any doubts, he knew this was not a dream, the Eye of God was indeed his. Zain looked at his body, naked, so he tore open the wound and stuffed the Eye of God into his flesh.
Reaching out his hand, Zain broke off the corpse's arm, and opened his mouth, trying to put it into his mouth.
But the heat rising in his body made him stop his movements. Glancing sideways, he saw that the Eye of God that he had stuffed into his body had already been tightly attached to his skin, and the previous wound had disappeared without a trace.
The flames outside the Eye of God burned even more fiercely, to the point that Zen could no longer ignore them.
[Hehehe, God seems to want you to be a human being, not a beast. ]
The voice in his head sounded again, causing Zahn to pause.
Yes, how could people eat their own kind?
But not long after I said this, the voice in my head sounded again.
[Perhaps, you should be allowed to vent for a day? ]
The voice was full of temptation, and gradually, Zain felt the heat around his waist dissipate. What he didn't notice was that the darkness framed by the flames in the Eye of God had stretched out its tentacles and eroded the flames bit by bit.
But Zenn had no idea about this. He sat on the ground in a daze. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant that had not yet faded was disgusting.
He recalled the few colorful images in his memory. At that time, Zahn was not very old, living a life that was neither good nor bad, and had a few friends.
At that time, he would never have thought that such ordinary time would become the treasure he dreamed of in the future.
Flames, masked men, blood, and finally a cage...
"I don't want to be anyone... I want to crush those people wearing masks into mud, I want to crush them bit by bit, I want to eat them..."
Zain's voice sounded like a beast suppressing its anger, his pupils were trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"boom!"
A loud noise interrupted Zeen's thoughts. He looked up and saw that the steel cell door in front of him had been torn apart.
"Sure enough...there is also the Eye of God."
The people who came were not the group of people wearing masks, but experimental subjects covered with scars like him.
But unlike being naked, they were all wearing loose white robes.
This white robe is different from the one worn by the researchers. It is called clothing, but in fact it is more like a piece of cloth that can only cover the body.
Perhaps everyone here hates the doctor's robe that is stained with blood.
Zaen was stunned for a moment. He hadn't communicated with other people for many years, and there was nothing but confusion on his face.
"Well... it's not good to be naked. Chelsi, help him get dressed."
"Coming!"
Behind the crowd, a girl with a bandage on her face ran over with a large bunch of cloth.
"Come on, I'll teach you how to be comfortable."
Even though she said that, it was actually just Chelsi who was holding onto Zahn.
A girl and a boy, one of them was completely naked. But neither of them was embarrassed.