Chapter Seventy-Five: Blood Exchange
When Qin Wanli opened his eyes again, he found that he was already lying in a glass container, and the liquid had soaked him entirely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
As he struggled, a series of bubbles came out of his mouth, and he realized that his hands, ankles, and even his neck were fixed by the belt, and each struggle made the belt tighter.
Qin Wanli was very angry, the divine envoy was a deceitful thing at all, this old man actually casually threw people into this ghost thing, the conspiracy finally appeared in advance, did he still not avoid being tested?
Now that even he has been packed into this thing, Ah Yan is alone, can he handle it?
A series of images suddenly flashed in his mind, the pictures were incoherent, but when a few clips flashed, he clearly saw what was in the picture in his pupils.
These shredded images were the images that suddenly flashed through his mind when he fainted earlier.
The picture playback image effect is not very good, and it is accompanied by the sound of cassette during the period, when the picture of the wow screams flashed in Qin Wanli's mind, Qin Wanli, who fainted to the ground, rolled his eyes and nosebleed.
And when he woke up now, those images became real.
Because those images are very similar to the current scene.
In the glass container filled with water, Qin Wanli's body was covered with data cable patches, and above the meridians of his hands and feet, there was an infusion pipeline inserted in each of them, and Qin Wanli, who was bursting with green muscles, was undergoing an extremely painful test.
This is an exchange transfusion test.
Qin Wanli remembered, this was a test of exchange blood.
The blood in his body was drained and replaced with flowing metal blood, due to the high temperature, every week the metal blood flowed, the blood vessels in his body were as if they were scorched, if it weren't for the super strong recovery power, his body would not be three mature, but eight mature.
The unknown liquid is not water, although it is transparent, but Qin Wanli knows that it is definitely not water, when the scarlet molten iron is injected into his body, those liquids also play a good role in cooling, if it were not for these liquids, his body would be melted by the violent temperature in the first time.
However, what shocked Qin Wanli was, where did these memory fragments in his mind come from?
When he remembered the Three-Body Laboratory in Weihe City, such a picture flashed in his mind, but the picture at that time was even more fragmented.
Those memories are implanted in the mind, is this also a game setting of the game designer?
Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies.
Qin Wanli can't figure out now whether he came to this zombie world from the real world, or this zombie world from the kingdom of God.
Isn't Vajra Claw more than just a game ability?
Why do you have to go through the process of exchange transfusion?
Is this a game or reality?
After Qin Wanli struggled for a while, his mind was empty, and the flow of blood made him fall asleep.
He didn't think about why when he was immersed in liquid, his breathing did not feel the slightest suffocation.
Only the patriarch was busy beside Qin Wanli alone, the strange-shaped crutches in his hand were standing aside, and the patriarch's messy head was tied with a rope, and at the other end of the rope was a single-lens glasses, which were propped up on the bridge of his nose.
The patriarch lowered his head, looked at Qin Wanli, who was not struggling, from above his glasses, and pressed a green button on the unknown machine next to him.
Connected to the needles on Qin Wanli's feet and ankles, at the same time as the button was pressed, red blood began to circulate and flow in.
The patriarch rested his right hand on a stone box beside him, and when he closed his eyes, an invisible, dark flame flowed from his palm.
After a few moments, the patriarch pressed the red button on one side.
A stream of silvery-white liquid flowed out of one of the passage holes in the stone box.
It was a metal liquid that had been smelted by the patriarch.
The metal liquid flowed slowly, and after a while, it fused with Qin Wanli's blood.
The high-temperature metal liquid flowed in the transparent glass pipe, and the temperature was surprisingly high, but the strange thing was that the glass pipe that connected Qin Wanli's blood vessels was not melted away.
The blood that evaporates from the glass container and adheres to the inner wall of the glass is quickly washed away by the hot metal liquid.
The wrist is the inlet, and the ankle is the outlet.
The stone box is a circulating device, in which I don't know how much metal liquid still doesn't flow out.
At the same time that the metal liquid flowed from the special needle into the blood vessels of Qin Wanli's wrist, Qin Wanli opened his eyes.
The eyes that turned red in an instant, and the green tendons that burst out on the muscles of his arms in an instant, only Qin Wanli himself knew how much pain he had to endure at this moment.
These are still modified arms, and the bearing capacity of the right arm is much stronger than that of the left arm, but this is still something that Qin Wanli can't bear.
Even with his super restoring power, allowing that silvery-white metallic liquid to flow through his body from his blood vessels, he still suffered unimaginable pain.
In the real world, ordinary human skin will be burned by that temperature before it has time to touch molten iron.
Even if the temperature of molten iron is lower, it is still thousands of degrees high.
If you accidentally touch the molten iron, if you continue to touch it, it is impossible for the human skin to withstand such a high temperature.
There is only one situation that will happen, and that is that if it melts, a person will fall into the molten iron and will be melted directly.
That liquid terminator would melt all of them if they fell into the hot molten iron, let alone a person.
But Qin Wanli is different, his body has been systematically transformed, and he still has super resilience.
If the patriarch hadn't modified Qin Wanli's left hand, it would have been impossible for him to directly conduct an exchange blood test.
Qin Wanli opened his eyes.
He only felt an unusually burning sensation flow from the veins in his wrists to his whole body, and everywhere he passed, a sharp pain spread throughout his body.
But what's even more terrifying is that the pain comes and goes faster.
If he hadn't been denied breath by the liquid in the glassware, he would have been able to smell the burn on top of his body.
The blood vessels were scorched for the first time, and if it weren't for Qin Wanli's own strong recovery power, his body would have melted away with the high temperature.
However, no matter how strong the restoration treatment was, the burnt blood vessels kept recovering, but they were still destroyed again by the flowing molten iron.
The liquid in the glass container tumbled, gradually boiling.
Qin Wanli had just struggled for a moment, and numbness took over his thoughts.
With his eyes open, the speed of blood flow was extremely fast, and almost instantly, Qin Wanli lost the initiative in his body, staring at the ceiling numbly.
He didn't even have the strength to blink.
Breathing faded.
On a monitor with a data cable plugged in not far away, the curve disappeared, and after a few beeps, the curve became a straight line.