The wind in the middle of the night, from the empty windows and the dark corridors, the sound of the wind wafted out from the other side, as if countless ghosts were whistling around the building. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is not a trace of light, there is not a trace of popularity, and the building is like a prison like a giant beast lying in the night, which looks eerie and terrifying.

This is a newly built building, the building is in the shape of a ring, all gray, lying quietly in the deepest part of the back mountain, the whole building only has a few ventilated windows and a tight metal door, the rest of the building is layered with a variety of hard metal and stone, like touching paste layer by layer of reinforcement.

All around, at the door, all the gardeners in black are guarding, very quiet!

This is the place where the entire Qingyun Sect holds "prisoners", and of course it can also be called a living area for living experimental materials.

Those who were captured by Hinata Ningji and others, as well as those who were pulled out of the sect by Li Muzhi, and some guys who opposed the "Precepts", were all imprisoned here, with a total number of nearly 3,000 people, obviously so many people, a large snake pill's laboratory could not be stuffed, so there was this "prison".

The inside of the prison is isolated from countless areas, which is said to be a zone, but in fact it is an infinite number of cages, which sounds a little inhumane, but this world is about success and failure, human rights or something.

Cage 131!

Not unlike any other cage, they were all sturdy walls, thickened metal fences, and prisoners locked in cold shackles.

"Let me out, please, let me out!"

A man who looked unshaven grabbed the iron door, stretched out his pale hand outward, his voice was extremely weak, and he cried for help over and over again.

The voice echoed intermittently, no one paid attention, and the loneliness seemed a little eerie.

"No. 13107, after two root worm experiments, the experimental results showed that the cell activity was excellent, the vitality was strong, and it was adaptable to the root worm No. 1 liquid, which was an excellent performance in this batch of experiments."

The pharmacist lifted the frame of his glasses, looked at Hinata Ningci, and stated in a salty and unpleasant statement.

"The best one? What about the others? Hinata Ningji looked indifferently into the cell.

"97% of the subjects have undergone irreversible changes, resulting in deformed mutations or death, and he is the only one left to call."

The pharmacist closed the experiment record, and the group of data was just a normal and cold number for him, and it had no other meaning except to remind him that the experiment was not going well.

"But after a few days of no attention, so many people died?" Hinata Ningci's eyelids jumped slightly, and he asked tentatively, "If I want to take a group of people for blood refining?" ”

Before he finished speaking, Yao Shidou interrupted him coldly, "Lord Ningci, this is not okay, they are all precious experimental materials, how can they be wasted like this." ”

Getting an answer without surprise, Hinata Ningji looked at the pharmacist pocket, pretending to be Chen Si and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then it's okay, but I want him." ”

Hinata Ningji pointed his finger at the cell, his eyes were as cold as a knife, "It's just one person, Pocket, no problem." ”

Pharmacist: "。。。。。 ”

A quarter of an hour later, the bearded man was unshackled, pulled out all kinds of strange tubes and needles inserted in his body, and cautiously followed Hinata Ningji.

"Lord Ningji, you have been for him from the beginning!" Yao Shidou's face was a hypocritical smile that had not changed for thousands of years, but he was not annoyed, but asked with some curiosity: "So, what is the reason?" ”

Zozzle!

The metal door was pushed open, and there was an ugly sound, and the gardeners around them stared blankly at the two of them, oh no, it was the three of them who left, walked slowly into the night, and then disappeared to the ground.

Underground labyrinth!

In Orochimaru's laboratory, on a cold operating table, a middle-aged man with a frightened face was tied to it, his eyes were terrified.

The sharp tip of the needle, the dose of anesthetic liquid that exceeded the usual gaze by five times, was slowly advanced into the blood vessels, the man's pupils slowly contracted, and the eyelids closed heavily.

"Five times the dose, his cell activity is very good, although it is not those special physiques in this world, well, similar to the blood inheritance limit, but it is also excellent enough, it is a rare material!" The pharmacist said, then put away the syringe, and said quietly: "Then now, Lord Ningci can tell me your purpose?" ”

Hinata Ninji didn't speak, or any explanation in language was superfluous, he just gently spread out his palms, revealing two milky white "glass balls".

Yakushidou's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold glow seemed to flash on the lenses, he gently picked up one with his index finger and middle finger and put it in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and then raised his head to look at Hinata Ningci, "Lord Ningci is going to... ”

"That's right, transplant it!" Hinata Ningji cut the railway, "Pocket, can you do it?" ”

The pharmacist exhaled, habitually lifted the frame, and there was a hint of excitement and greed in his voice: "Let's start!" ”

。。。。。。。

Time flows slowly!

In a blink of an eye, it was seven days later.

Wang Ji slowly removed the bandages on his face, and a shaved beard, slightly square face was a pair of brand-new, white eyes.

"White eyes!"

The book of kings, no, it should be called the book of Hyuga now.

His eyes were slightly sour, but more of a wonderful sensation came to him, and he felt as if he had become extraordinarily sensitive, as if every speck of dust falling on the ground could cause him a strong reaction.

The whole world has become different.

"It becomes not the world, but the eyes through which I see the world." He looked at the opposite wall, every trace of texture on it seemed to be magnified, very clearly presented in his mind, not only that, but he could also see all kinds of energy flowing in the air, colorful like a gorgeous ocean, powerful aura fluctuations roaring, beautiful.

The warm fiery red, the cold ice blue, the manic and thin purple, and the calm and heavy earthy yellow, the dazzling luster, and the monotonous and dull objects coexisted perfectly in his eyes, layer upon layer, without the slightest confusion and discomfort.

"Magical Eyes!"

He bent his head and looked at himself, his eyes could see through his skin the flow of blood inside, the veins of his muscles, the texture of his bones, the movement of psionic energy, everything was incredible.

"Looks like you're adapting well!"

A cold voice sounded from behind him, his body stiffened, and without turning around, he saw clearly the man behind him, the man who brought all this to him!

"Lord Ningji!" He said.