"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!"