"Yes, the pupils are constricting, and there are signs of awakening on the 17th. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"On a bed in a certain room, a woman used a flashlight to break open the eyes of a yellow man lying on a white mobile hospital bed, and after making sure that the other person was okay, she removed the pair of white latex gloves from her hand and threw them into a trash can next to her.

The person in bed was given another sedative, after confirming that the other person was asleep again.

"So." The blonde woman dressed as a doctor muttered. Skillfully unseal a new pair of gloves and put them on. Then he opened a disposable syringe and pulled out a pale red potion on the side. "Start with a simple skin test."

After pushing the syringe to the point where there was no air, he inserted the needle into the muscle of the lying man's arm. After looking at it again, and making sure that the yellow man would not wake up in a short time, the doctor walked out with a white coat pocket, and she had other "patients" to deal with.

About half an hour later, the door to the room opened again, and it was still the same woman.

She walked in with a box-like metal box, and after briefly checking the man on the bed and not doing anything else, she wondered if she was talking to herself or with whom. "There were no allergic reactions, and everything was fine on the 17th."

"According to the ratio of the blood type of No. 17, I took the blood of T08 in the material library for clutching, and the following is the stage of clutch serum injection."

The small metal box was opened, and a glass test tube with a milky white top and a bright red bottom was pushed up from the box. The glass tube was icy and kept bubbling out after coming into contact with the air in this room.

Another metal-like syringe was opened, and the woman slowly pulled out the liquid from the glass tube with a serious face.

"Start the injection." The doctor said, after compressing the veins and veins on Zhou Wu's arm, he slowly pushed this tube of experimental materials that seemed to outsiders to be priceless into it.

For five minutes, the blonde woman looked at the screen marked with various red and green patterns on the side, until the pattern of the lines on it stabilized again.

"17 is stable and ready for the next cold test provocation experiment."

Rising, the doctor looked at the iron door of the room, which was pushed open from the outside, and a bald white man in full armor glanced at the woman and motioned for her instructions. "Push him into the cryogenic excitation chamber and let him do the excitation experiment with 20 and 6."

Nodding, two black men dressed as nurses pushed the bed away and into the end of the hallway.

……

It's cold.

This was Zhou Wu's first reaction when he woke up, and when he found that his hands and feet were bound by something in the next moment, he suddenly came to his senses.

Where is this?

What caught my eye was a touch of white and a simple hospital bed where I was lying. He tried to move, only to find that each strap on the bed was just right to lock the various power points of his body.

"Besides, besides." The sound of metal crashing sounded in the room, making everyone who heard it feel the strength of the yellow man lying on the bed.

"It's useless, don't waste your efforts." A flurry of English rang out in the quiet room.

Zhou Wu listened and stopped the struggle of his body muscles, and turned his head to look at the source of the sound, the left side of his hospital bed. A yellow man was looking at the young man with a lot of strength next to him with his eyes open. "It's useless, even if you break free, there are at least 5 white men with guns outside."

The middle-aged man whispered, rubbing his body hard to keep himself from being so cold.

"Where is this?" Zhou Wu asked, this was one of the questions he wanted to know the most now, in fact, he had been thinking about it for a while after he woke up, but each time he went to the white man who called himself Frederick and broke the piece. Although I occasionally woke up a few times in the middle, I didn't have anything to do with it at all, except for hearing some terms that I was a little confused about.

"The Homeland's Laboratory." The man stammered. "It is one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the New World, and it has a monopoly on 80% of the drug production and R&D in the New World with the future human beings and the northern country."

"Ahh A female voice next to him sneezed, but Zhou Wu didn't seem to hear it.

Although his mind was still a chaotic mess now, the main things were still connected, Frederick, the mutants, and the pharmaceutical companies. It's like the scenes that often appear in science fiction movies in your own world.

At that time, as an ordinary person, I was a little eager to see how good those so-called protagonists were when they had these abilities, but now, Zhou Wu couldn't be happy. Only those who have actually experienced it know how idiotic their ideas are.

"Those people who take it for granted on the forums should go out and be hit by a car." Zhou Wu thought hatefully, feeling that the air spraying from the ceiling of the room was getting colder and colder, and there was a tendency to go straight to below zero, he asked again. "How did you get here?"

"Sign the contract." The middle-aged man with a scumbag on the side said as a matter of course. "Aren't you? A non-disclosure agreement, a death benefit. ”

Zhou Wu, who was tied to the bed, listened, but was speechless for a while.

Death of his **** mother.

He tried to earn again, and finally calmed down when he found that there was really no loosening. As a fan of British and American dramas, he also understands some common sense issues in his environment.

In general, every detail of such experiments is absolutely the most rigorous. There is simply no bloody plot of an ordinary person like him breaking free from the shackles. And, most importantly, even if you were lucky enough to escape because you hadn't changed the strap for a long time, and killed the gun-wielding guard, the absolute mutant guard force like Frederick on the outside was another problem.

Thinking about it carefully, because the effect of the sedative had not yet passed, Zhou Wu felt a sense of sleepiness coming up. Coupled with the fact that the temperature in this room was getting colder and colder, his eyelids began to fight.

Biting the tip of his tongue and trying not to fall asleep, he knows very well the difference between reality and film and television. If you freeze to death here, it is not a rescue to greet you, but to throw a corpse.

After a while, the temperature became colder and colder, and Zhou Wu's body began to shake involuntarily because of the heat production.

Unable to hold it anymore, feeling the gradually warming body, delusion, biting the tip of his tongue, which had already been numb, he knew that this was a manifestation before freezing to death. The middle-aged man on the side had not heard for a long time.

"Boom!" The flames came out from the hospital bed on his right just when Zhou Wu was about to lose his support, and they were getting bigger and bigger.

Hallucinations?

Looking at the brightness over there, the sleepy traverser subconsciously thought. The eyelids are fighting.

Zhou Wu tried hard to earn it, but he still couldn't sleep, and the god came and closed it.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the sound of the iron door being opened, and a voice came from nowhere.

"Quick, push away, No. 6 has a blood stress reaction, don't let her ruin the cryolab."