Behind him, two unsmiling researchers pushed and shoved him. They turned into the hallway on the other side, and Black Feather immediately followed.

His memories came back to him, when the walls were still white and new, and the corridors were filled with bright lights. However, in the deep cavern-like corridor, there is not a single window, so it is impossible to distinguish between day and night.

At that time, Black Feather had no name, just what people called "experiment", his young body was taken out of the cage in the basement, and he was pushed up the stairs, turning the corner, and in front of the corridor on the other side, there would be a man with a notebook in his hand, impatiently urging him to "hurry up" and open a door on the side.

At this point, the young man would shrink back in fear, his feet would stare at the ground, and the researchers behind him would beat him, push him through the door, and tie him to an operating table topped with scalpels and needles.

At this time, Black Feather was already standing outside the door, looking at the operating table covered in dust and cobwebs. The fear that made him tremble, after many years, was still surging at him.

The little black feather on the operating table screamed desperately, twisting his body to prevent them from tying himself to the operating table, and in the struggle, his back gradually overflowed with dense feathers, and a pair of black wings gradually poked out.

"Inject him with some tranquilizers!"

The man with the scalpel said that there was no emotion in his eyes. Black Feather recognized that this person was the white scorpion.

The researcher on the side immediately ran over and handed him a needle in his hand, and he pierced the needle into Xiao Heiyu's arm without mercy. Soon, the little black feather calmed down. His mouth was covered with a steel hood, unable to make a sound, his limbs and torso were held in place by clasps and chains, and he could only watch the scalpel roaming over his body.

Every time the knife fell, a drop of bright red blood was followed by a hair-like slender knife edge.

"Healing ability test, 98th test, ready to record experimental data. The white scorpion said in a dry and stiff voice, and the tip of the pen in the recorder on the side recorded quickly.

At first, his pain was very clear, but gradually, under the effect of the tranquilizer, his consciousness gradually became numb and drowsy.

"Healing Ability Test, 105th ......"

His heavy eyelids fell and opened, and when he opened them again, the test had been repeated countless times. Day after day, in addition to patience, he is still patient, and his strength is not enough to resist the researchers here.

Awakening from his slumber again, he clearly heard a voice:

"Self-repair test of physical damage, 15th. ”

With a miserable scream, a hammer slammed down on his left leg.

Aking from his coma again, he lay in his room, his wrists and ankles still shackled. Sitting up, there was a pain in the left leg, which was completely immobile.

After each of these "body damage repair" tests, he was forgotten in a basement cage for about a month. This cage is surrounded by walls on three sides and a sturdy iron fence on the other.

When he recalled this, he felt as if something was missing in his heart, no longer complete, as if he had forgotten something very important.

Walking down the steps leading to the basement, Black Feather was already closer to the heart of the memory.

There was no moonlight in the basement, and it was even darker, so he pulled out a little powder of the Globula grass from the carry-on backpack around his waist and sprinkled it on a small piece of crystal embedded in the top of his staff, which immediately emitted a faint light. This powder is often worn by magicians for lighting.

Although the light was faint, he could barely see things up close, and he groped his way into the depths.

"I remember there were rows of cages here, and mine was in the first room, so I never knew what was in the cell behind me......"

He thought. Now it seems that those cages are the same half-human, half-ghost monsters that I just saw, and I can hear those scalp-ting, irrational, and indistinct wails every day. The number of these monsters is always changing, and it's always changing.

On the wall next to him, he saw a sign that read "Experiment". A large hole was made in the iron fence, and the roof of the house collapsed, and a large pile of rubble and rubble blocked the inside of the house, filling the inside of the cage. It was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.

"At that time, there must have only been a small bed in it. ”

He thought.

At that time, when no one was passing by, the torches in the basement were always extinguished, and it was pitch black.

In countless days when he couldn't distinguish between day and night, in the narrow copper wall, he woke up groggily and fell asleep again, and he had long lost the concept of "time". He has no name, no identity, no relatives, no meaning to live, and the pain makes him forget everything.

"I want to die. ”

Only this one thought.

However, one night during the month he had been forgotten in prison because of a leg injury, he vaguely heard a staccato cry from the cage next door, the cry of a boy!

He immediately stood up alertly, excited by the discovery. It's been a long time since he's seen someone his age, let alone a normal person he can communicate with. He jumped out of bed, jumped on one foot to the bar, and listened carefully.

Asked:

"Who are you?"

The cry suddenly stopped. In the cold darkness, he was surprised by the cry and looked for him at the source of the sound. Hearing the light footsteps of the other party walking in the direction of the fence, Xiao Heiyu's heart beat wildly with excitement.

"Who are you?"

The voice, small and timid, asked the same way.

Hei Yu's heart had never been so happy, and he hurriedly said:

"I live next door to you!

"Yes. He said, "Have you been here for a long time?"

"Hmm. ”

"My name is Xiaoyu, what about you?" the boy asked.

Black Feather was stunned for a moment.

"I don't have a name, I don't know who I am. He said.

Gradually, the boy crouched down by the fence.

"You can give yourself a name. ”

"Just call me Blackie. All I can see here is darkness, and I have always lived in this darkness. ”

"Okay, Blackie. So why are you here? And it's for healing?"

"Heal?" Black Feather wondered.

"My mom said she would come and pick me up as soon as I was cured. But I'm so scared, Xiao Hei, when will I be cured......" Xiaoyu seemed to be crying again.

"Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Black Feather stretched his arm out of the fence and swung it in his direction.

。。。

"Xiaoyu, do you see my hand?"

"No, I can't see it. He said, holding back tears.

There was a wall that was too thick between them, and Black Feather waved his hand hard, but the light rain was still out of sight.

"Xiaoyu, you reach for it. ”

Xiaoyu did so.

After a while, Black Feather held a tender little hand in his hand, soft, and he grabbed it and held it tightly in his palm.

"Xiaoyu, we will be friends from now on!"

"I'm scared, I'm scared......" he muttered.

"Don't be afraid, the two of us will both survive and get out of here. We have to keep going, and I will keep going......"

Since then, the two of them have been sitting across the wall in front of the iron fence, chatting about various things every day.

In Xiao Heiyu's memory, the outside world is blank, and his memory is also blank. Everything about the outside was told to him by the light rain: the forest, the lake, the field, the sky...... There is also a wide variety of beautiful plants and animals.

"I'm out there, and there's a master who teaches me magic. ”

"Magic?"

"Yes, he's a great guy. ”

"I really want to go outside. Black Feather said.

"I just want to go home and come back to my master......" Xiaoyu said.

Time passes slowly in the dark. Every time Xiaoyu was taken away and sent back, she cried more than the last time. From these cries, Black Feather could discern how severe the injuries and tortures he had suffered. The next few times, when he was carried back to the cell, he was unconscious, and when he woke up, he only groaned in pain and could not get out of bed. Xiao Hei crouched by the fence and called out to him, waiting for him.

Until the light rain was better, I walked to the door.

"Xiaoyu, what did they do to you again?"

Xiaoyu was silent, just sobbing softly.

"Xiaoyu, you will be cured, you will definitely be able to go home. ”

"I can't go home......" he said helplessly and desperately, "I can't go home now......"

Sometimes, Kuroha will be taken to another place in addition to the operating table.

It was a large, empty room, and at each time, the researchers brought ten blindfolded adults over and fastened them separately to chains on the four walls of the room. Then, the gray-haired white scorpion will come over.

The white scorpion frantically said to Black Feather, "Let's witness the moment of the birth of your kind!"

Afterwards, a researcher walked over and injected ten yellowish potions of different labels into their bodies.

In a few moments, the bodies of the ten adults began to change, they tore the clothes on their chests in pain, their teeth sharpened and lengthened, saliva flowed, their blood vessels bulged, and then, clumps of bulging muscles suddenly squeezed out of their bodies.

Some of them will die in the process of exploding their bodies due to the rapidly expanding muscles, and their flesh will be splattered all over the ground, while the few who survive will also become twisted and deformed monsters.

Little Black Feather's eyes widened in horror as she looked at the shocking scene in front of her.

"Alas, alas, all failed. ”

The white scorpion shook its head irritably, crossing out the numbers from one to ten from the record board.

Twisted and deformed monsters will also be killed and disposed of after the experiment fails. Over time, the lab was filled with the unconcealable smell of blood and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

Long after a long time apart, in the same place, the researchers injected ten adults with the drug, and they quickly began to deform.

The first few people all exploded to death due to unbearable pressure, and fell to the ground and became a huge pile of flesh. Only the tenth man stood in place, his veins glowing red, his skin invulnerable, his strength multiplied, and the proportions of his limbs and body were much better than the last time.

"It worked!"

The white scorpion excitedly crossed out the first to ninth strips from the notepad, and only circled a red circle on the tenth.

"It worked, it finally worked!"

He turned his head to Little Black Feather and said, "See, this is a monster made with your blood!

It was only then that Hei Yu suddenly realized that his blood had to be drawn every day just to do this research. At that time, what he was more afraid of was whether Xiaoyu would be transformed into such a monster.

Kuroba still remembers that before he left the institute, the results of this research were not perfect, and it had great side effects on the body, and the only successful tenth person also died of bleeding and organ failure soon after.

And when he met the white scorpion some time ago, the "ogre potion" he used was already more stable. Presumably he studied it further later.

On the day of the last meeting between Black Feather and Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu was still shackled on her hands and feet and was taken out. As he passed in front of Black Feather's cage, he stopped and smiled.

It was a boy with short light blue hair, sad eyes, fair skin, and a soft smile.

Xiao Hei Yu grabbed the iron fence tightly with both hands, watching his back walk away, his heart was full of ominous premonitions, and he shouted in pain.

After waiting for a few days, Black Feather didn't see Xiaoyu again. After a few more days of waiting, the next room was still empty. He was so anxious that he couldn't resist asking as a cleaning researcher passed by the cage.

"What about the boy who lives next to me?"

Researchers are aloof:

"Oh, that experiment, the one that wasn't brought back is already dead, and it's probably disposed of. ”

Black Feather gripped the railing tightly, his fingers turning white from the exertion.

"What are you talking about, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu has ...... Dead ?......"

His body trembled and trembled, his grief gradually spiraled out of control, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"You killed Xiaoyu!

He roared hoarsely, shook the railing with all his might, the demonic blood in his body boiled, and the black feathers on his back spread out layer by layer, breaking the shackles on his hands and feet, and spreading his huge wings.

The researcher threw away the broom and crawled in fright: "When did you have this kind of power! Come and help me, the tranquilizer! This guy is out of control!"

Several researchers upstairs quickly ran down, guns in their hands, and fired large doses of tranquilizers at Little Black Feather through the cage.

"Whoa—whoa—whoa—"

Several needles filled with tranquilizers flew in, and the black feathers flashed into the corners, their wings clasped together in front of them, and the thick feathers blocked the needles one by one, causing them to fall to the ground.

"This guy's wings have actually grown! Quick, call support, call support!"