I was a little surprised, but I also thought of something that I just couldn't verify.

The panel in front of you once again appeared with three side by side letter Z, which symbolizes that the day has passed?

I'm not being carried away, I'm thinking about the structure here.

I bit my finger and leaned on the blood over the quilt on the metal bed for seconds.

There should be an underground parking garage here, and we demigods are cars.

The test drive is different every time, so it means that there should be only one exit and a laboratory.

According to the first to eighth floors for the docking rooms, assuming that the eighth floor is the only exit, and the first floor is the only laboratory. Then the second to seventh floors of it may not even have a road, or it may be a place entirely.

That's why when I came in it was a horizontal hallway, and when I went to the lab, there was only a longitudinal one.

It shouldn't be difficult to confirm this, although you can't see the outside, as long as you have enough confessions.

For example, is there only one of the same number in the eight sections of ABCDEFGH every time it will be taken to the experiment, of course, it would be clearer if you could know the news of the 65th where Han Dong was sitting. After all, he is a person who can watch the door by himself, and he can rely on Han Dong to understand all the news in the corridor outside.

Of course, how to communicate with Han Dong has become a problem now, although of course I hate Han Dong very much. But I have to admit that Han Dong's thoughts should be the same as ours, all for freedom, but obviously freedom at the moment is not real.

I waited another four days and figured out some patterns.

We only had a small loaf of bread and a bottle of water every day, after which we started to change sections.

In the laboratory, they arranged, completely without order and logic.

A small loaf of bread probably just keeps us alive and doesn't want us to be fed and have time for other inconsequential things.

On the fourth day, I was taken for a craniotomy, but this time it was just a trial. After opening my braincase, he didn't conduct any further experiments on me, but just scanned the structure with the instrument to record it. And I used a needle to construct a little tissue, and it is estimated that it was taken to test the components.

After that I was thrown back into the room, and after the food was the conversion of the room.

I feel that although all this is irregular in my eyes, it must be carried out according to the schedule. It's impossible for these experimenters to take me out for no reason, and every time they think of the idea of torturing me, it's different.

Of course, I also felt the so-called irregularity, and I didn't see Chen Hao for the next nine days.

It stands to reason that there are only eight intervals, which is Chen Hao's experience in the past few years.

According to the daily change, I will definitely see it on the eighth day, but nine days have passed.

And in these nine days, I was taken to do experiments on the fourth, sixth, and ninth days.

One time I cut off half of my arm and smashed it with a meat grinder to see me heal myself, and the second time I performed a horizontal cut.

Everything below the stomach was crushed and taken away, and I almost didn't die on the operating table.

I was extremely vulnerable when I recovered, and I thought if I had to do it again, I wasn't sure I would be so lucky to be able to recover.

Excessive blood loss was the number one problem I faced, but fortunately I didn't faint due to excessive blood loss.

If you faint halfway through your recovery, you're likely to die.

When I was completely healed, I knew I had recovered but my body was still very weak.