Shift the gaze from North America to the Arctic.

On the endless ice, only the figure of the polar bear looms.

Beneath the ice lies a huge base that goes deep into the seabed.

The entire base is like a giant beast dormant underground, waiting for an opportunity to soar into the sky.

And inside the base......

……

Yang was sitting on the cell floor, clasping his feet.

The past few days have been relatively uneventful, and the beautiful scientist named Jane has not come to draw his blood again, and Zhou Wen has not appeared like the last two times and then disappeared out of nowhere.

In short, these few days, Yang is spent alone.

The penetrating wounds on both of his arms were still there, and they didn't seem to be getting better, but there were some signs of infection.

It's a pain in the ass.

In the past, no matter how terrifying the wound was, the recovery time would not exceed ten minutes at most, but now it is different, losing the active effect of the symbiote substance, and Yang suddenly fell from an immortal state to an ordinary human being.

The feeling is very fucked up.

Now not only is his regenerative ability gone, but even for some reason, his wounds are further infected.

From a RMB player to an ordinary player all of a sudden, the life experience can be said to be very bad.

Fortunately, all this is in Yang's own expectations.

He has been mentally prepared, and even has the consciousness of missing arms and legs, and in terms of the current general situation, it is already much, much better than Yang's prediction.

……

Yang lay on the ground and stretched.

As soon as he woke up, he used the blood stains on his wrist to scratch a mark on the wall, which was used to calculate the number of days, after all, he gave Zhou Wen a month to find a way to solve the problem of burning his life, so of course he had to help him calculate the time.

He can't be fooled around.

Say a good month is a month.

………

Yang had just drawn a bloody streak on the wall, and the door of the cell behind him suddenly opened.

"If you have something to say, don't do it~"

Yang Ji turned his head in his hands honestly, and he didn't mean to resist at all.

Just by listening to the footsteps, he could tell who it was.

After all, since he had entered the base, he hadn't seen anyone other than the woman wearing high heels.

The sharp heel of her shoe hit the metal floor, making an eerie sound that made goosebumps pop, but fortunately this woman walked in a crisp and neat manner, and if she rubbed her heel against the floor a little, no one would be able to stand the sound.

The first thing Yang saw when he turned around was a pair of shiny black high heels...

Obviously, it was Jane and several guards who walked in, but the most eye-catching thing was still the shoes on Jane's feet. So you can probably imagine how delicate the shoes are-......

"Awesome, another pair."

Yang glanced at Jane and muttered.

Every time this woman appeared, she was wearing completely different shoes.

Compared to the last few shoes, this time's pure black high heels look even colder. The heel is longer and thinner, and the whole person looks a little taller.

"Hello, are you here to visit the prison?"

The corners of Yang's mouth twitched, and he teased Jane.

"I know it's, but I have to say from the bottom of my heart that the shoes are really good."

He grinned, and unscrupulously skimmed Jane's whole body from the bottom up.

"I'm almost taller than me when I stand up~"

……

However, no matter how Yang is nonsense, Jane will always have that cold look.

The blue metal pen in her hand was shaking slowly.

Yang couldn't figure out what this woman meant.

You can't be here to put on a show for me, right?

"By the way, what's the matter?"

Yang finally couldn't hold back and asked.

And Jane said lightly:

"Aren't you resisting?"

"What do you mean? Rebel against what? Yang narrowed his eyes.

"With your fighting ability, it shouldn't be a problem to take down these guys." Jian glanced at the few guards standing beside her, and then said, "It stands to reason that outlaws like you will not all pounce on the enemy when they see it?" ”

"Uh......" Yang muttered: "Little girl, you may have any misunderstanding about us outlaws, we have long brains, not the kind of mad dogs that bite people when they see them." ”

"Okay."

Jane shrugged her shoulders and spat out a faint sentence:

"That's going to be boring."

Yang could tell that the woman seemed to be expecting him to make some violent moves.

However, Yang had no such intention at all.

He would never do this kind of thing like a stunned young man, you know, the experience of the other party controlling him to fly around through a metal device at will is still vivid.

Besides, he is injured now, and his life is at stake~

"I'll admit that you're very eye-catching, but I'm not in the mood to stare at you all the time, so I want to sleep if nothing else." Yang said seriously.

"Of course there are things."

Jane interrupted Yang's words.

"I don't know if you're willing to cooperate."

"Cooperate ~ of course cooperate." Yang grinned and said with a smile: "You can use any posture you want......

Jane, however, completely ignored his ridicule.

"Since you're willing to cooperate, then I don't need these guards to do it, you can come with us."

With that, the woman stepped on her sharp heels and left the cell.

Yang was confused.

The people here are weird.

Zhou Wen is mysterious enough.

And this woman is more like she has a lot of ulterior thoughts.

……

Have you ever seen a test subject treated in this way?

Open the door and say to him, Come with me?

What is this, is it tempting Yang to strangle her?

Yang touched his wrist, and for a while he didn't guess what the other party meant.

Then with a shrug, he simply stepped away and followed, to see what the delicate woman had in mind.

……

After following Jane out of the cell, the group weaved through the staggered corridors.

Although Jane didn't put any shackles on him, the guards quietly adjusted their steps as they walked, enveloping Yang in the center.

But Yang doesn't care about that.

It was the first time he had walked relatively freely among the Undead Bird base.

The corridors here are full of the same dark gray tones, revealing a heavy atmosphere everywhere.

I don't know if the staff here will be autistic after staying in this environment for a long time.

……

Belch.

But then again, these guards are quite autistic.

(End of chapter)