Chapter 82: Mutant Leopard
After saying this, the old man no longer looked at Zhang Lang, but turned his head to look at the people around him, "How is the cell collection?" ”
"It's almost, drug injections to enhance test subjects, as well as amnestic surgery, are ready to be administered." The middle-aged man in white said respectfully.
"Well, let's get started." The old man said indifferently.
"Yes!"
The middle-aged man nodded, and glanced at Zhang Lang indifferently.
The light in that eye is like looking at a cargo, not a person.
The middle-aged man in white walked to a console and pressed a lot of buttons first.
In an instant, I saw that a series of mechanical arms appeared in the container, grabbing Zhang Lang's limbs, and then, the front of a robotic arm, revealing a needle-like object, suspended in front of Zhang Lang's brain.
When everything was ready, the middle-aged man in white looked at the old man.
The old man nodded slowly, and the middle-aged man in white quickly pressed a red button on the console.
In an instant, the needle suspended in front of Zhang Lang's forehead pierced into Zhang Lang's skull.
The sudden sharp pain made Zhang Lang suddenly feel a subtle electric current explode in Zhang Lang's mind.
A sudden sharp pain suddenly appeared in his head, and one after another flashed in his mind, and quickly shattered, one, two...... Thousands, even billions, billions of images......
Shattered!
The old man quietly looked at Zhang Lang, who was struggling in pain in the liquid container.
At this time, Zhang Lang's mouth was wide open, and he couldn't make any sound because of the relationship between his body in the liquid. But looking at every inch of skin on Zhang Lang's body that was constantly trembling, it was conceivable that he was experiencing endless pain at this time.
One minute, two minutes...... Until half an hour has passed.
Zhang Lang, who was in the container, gradually calmed down.
The whole person stared at a pair of wooden eyes, like a puppet, staring ahead unconsciously, without the slightest focus in his eyes.
The old man continued to stare at Zhang Lang for nearly ten minutes, and after making sure that Zhang Lang no longer had any senses, he slowly took out a small metal box from his arms and slowly opened it, revealing a small glass bottle inside.
There was a small half bottle of dark red liquid in the glass bottle, which flowed slowly as the old man's palm floated.
When the glass bottle was taken out by the old man, it was obvious that not far away in front of the control table, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white showed a greedy light like a hungry wolf.
It was as if the small glass bottle contained a panacea.
The old man seemed to feel the gaze of the middle-aged man, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged.
The moment the old man's gaze moved over, the middle-aged man suddenly put away the greed on his face and eyes, and replaced it with a cautious expression.
"I know what's in your mind."
The old man looked at the middle-aged man indifferently, and at the moment when the middle-aged man's face changed from respect to fear, he said slowly: "Count, you have been with me for more than ten years, right?" When you first joined the organization, it seemed like you were in your twenties? ”
"Yes, sir."
Cold sweat emerged from the face of the middle-aged man in white.
As the person who has been with the old man for the longest time, he knows the old man's cruelty better than anyone else.
In the past ten years, he has watched the people around the old man disappear one by one and die one by one.
He is still alive because he is smart enough and low-key enough.
On weekdays, he is very careful to serve the elderly.
This time, it was also because he really couldn't control his mind that he showed a greedy look.
Truth be told, you really can't blame him. Because as long as a normal person knows what that little bottle of liquid represents and what kind of power it has, absolutely no one can resist the temptation.
Five years ago, he watched the old man transform from a dying old man who could be blown down by a gust of wind and could die at any time into a god-like existence after being injected with the small bottle of medicine.
Yes, it is a god-like existence.
For in the human world of knowledge, he had never seen a single person who could crush a diamond with his bare hands and crumple it into powder.
He had never seen a person who could leap to a height of tens of meters with a slight jump.
Even he had never seen a person whose running speed could reach 100 meters per second......
When all of the above points are combined into a person, then this person is not a god, and what is it?!
Don't look at the old man in front of him, he looks a little old, but the middle-aged man in white knows that the old man's physical function is definitely ten times stronger than that of any young man.
What does ten times represent?
It means that the life of the old man can be extended forever.
A hundred years old? Two hundred years old? Or even ...... Three hundred years old?
He didn't know how long the old man would live, but with the old man's current physical state, he would live for more than a hundred years, and there would be absolutely no problems.
Just ask, even if you can't get those god-like powers, as long as you can let a normal person live for a hundred and eighty years, there must be countless people in this world who are crazy about it, right?
The middle-aged man in white was thinking for a moment, but he heard the old man continue: "Follow me long enough. And you are the most faithful to me. Not like those people...... If you get a little bit of power, you won't know who you are, and even I, the one who gives you strength, can ignore it. ”
"Don't dare." The middle-aged man in white hurriedly bent down, respectfully like a humble minion, and whispered: "You will always be my adult, and I will always be the most loyal servant beside my adult!" ”
After staring at the middle-aged man in white for a long time, the indifference in the old man's eyes slowly faded, and he smiled: "Okay, this time, I want to see that ordinary people can have superhuman strength after using the potion." So if an evolutionary who is already very strong in his own right, how powerful will he be after using the potion. ”
"As for your ......," the old man said with a pause, looked at the middle-aged man in white with a smile and said, "When you return to the headquarters with me, watching you scout me wholeheartedly for so many years, I will help you ask for a bottle of potion from the master." ”
"Huh?!"
The middle-aged man in white raised his head instantly, first with a shocked face, and then shouted with a face full of ecstasy: "Thank you, thank you, ......."
"Alright."
The old man raised his hand carelessly, handed over the potion in his hand, and said to the middle-aged man, "Let's get things done first." ”
"Yes, sir."
The middle-aged man in white endured the greed in his heart, carefully took the potion into his hand, looked at the small bottle in his hand with some reluctance, and quickly walked to the container where Zhang Lang was closed, and inserted the potion bottle into a small groove on the container.