After a few more days, the leisurely life of Roman prisoners of war who ate and slept all day was finally coming to an end.

First one morning, the Egyptians did not offer them breakfast for some reason, and then before the prisoners of war could make a noise, a large group of brightly armored soldiers suddenly broke into the prisoner of war camp and announced to the frightened prisoners that the great Queen Cleopatra was going to summon them in batches!

Next, the hapless Vanus was dragged out of the crowd without saying a word, covered with a black cloth hood, tied his hands with thick hemp rope, and stuffed into the prisoner's cart with nineteen other men, and then bumped all the way, I don't know where he was going to be pulled.

This change made Vanus feel very frightened, but his current situation made him unable to protest, and he could only wait for his final fate with anxiety. He had no idea where he was or where he was heading because of the darkness before him, but he could vaguely discern from the noise that the prisoner cart was first moving through the streets of Alexandria, and then it became quiet, as if it had reached some secluded place.

After a while, the door of the prisoner's cart was finally opened, and two pairs of strong arms lifted Vanus up like a chicken, but instead of untying his black cloth hood, he threw him directly into a small space where the air was rather murky.

Next, Vanus, whose eyes were dark and full of panic, suddenly smelled a rather strange aroma.

Then, without warning, he felt his mind become more and more groggy, and finally collapsed. Completely unconscious.

-- In a small square in the ruins of the Egyptian royal palace, twenty Roman prisoners of war were stuffed into a specially modified shipping container by strong and powerful court slaves, like stowaways. Then after closing the container door. Wang Qiu took out the remote control and pressed it a few times, activated a compressed gas canister, and slowly poured the pre-prepared haode anesthetic gas into the container to prevent these Roman prisoners of war from screaming and moving during the transfer process.

The next moment, he activated his ability and teleported the container carrying twenty prisoners of war to the modern Shijie on the other side of the wormhole.

“…… All right. I'm going to follow them up now, and I'm expecting to be back in Egypt for a while. Wang Qiu clapped his palms, and then walked under the wormhole floating in the center of the square. As he walked, he spoke to Queen Cleopatra, "...... The next batch of wheat for the refugees has already been procured, and I will bring it on the next crossing. ”

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Modern time and space. A secret warehouse on the outskirts of Shanghai.

After opening the small door of the tin container. You can see that it is full of human bodies in bright orange prison uniforms.

The meaty-faced Deputy Director Xiao Se pursed his lips, nonchalantly checking the snorts of these Roman prisoners of war, while shaking his head and sighing with some disappointment.

“…… This time, it seems to be a bit unlucky! Only four of the twenty survived...... That's a ...... percentage Ugh—"

- Wang Qiu's space-time teleportation ability is good for teleporting inanimate dead things, but when it comes to teleporting living creatures and living people, there is at least about half of the mortality rate every time, and if you are a little unlucky, it is very likely that you will die seventy or eighty percent.

Looking at the corpses everywhere. Classmate Wang Qiu, who had just killed sixteen lives with his own hands, just sighed indifferently.

After a few different shijie battles and killings. He has long since become a murderous butcher, and he has become more and more daring to look directly at the stiff corpse, dare to ignore the dripping blood, and talk and laugh freely next to the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood...... It will no longer be like when I first traveled through ancient Central America, just driving a ten-wheeled truck and running over a few Spaniards, and then I vomited and diarrhea with nausea, and the whole person was in a trance.

“…… Well, the four living people were escorted to the execution site in police cars, and the doctors of the armed police corps examined them to see if their internal organs matched those waiting for transplants...... And what to do with these sixteen dead people? Straight to the crematorium? ”

Wang Qiu asked while untying the ropes of the four living people in a comatose state and replacing them with handcuffs and leg irons, pointing to the pile of corpses next to him.

-- Although even if a person is dead, it does not mean that the organs are necessarily dead, but the problem is that organ transplantation is not a matter of just finding a fresh corpse, plucking the heart, liver, lungs, and kidneys, and then immediately attaching it to the patient -- if that were the case, those unconscionable field doctors would probably have made a fortune from corpses long ago -- but it is necessary to conduct a series of tedious medical examinations on the donor in advance while he is alive, at least five items of blood routine, liver function, and hepatitis B. Basic examination items such as color ultrasound must be qualified and matched with the patient who needs transplantation. Otherwise, there is a risk that it will cause severe rejection after the transplant procedure, which is better than no transplant.

Therefore, the corpses of Roman prisoners of war who failed to survive the passage through time and space were just a pile of useless meat in Wang Qiu's opinion.

Of course, even the living Roman legionnaires would soon be reduced to a pile of meat on the execution grounds and operating tables......

“…… Straight to the crematorium? How can you be so wasteful? Deputy Director Xiao Se frowned and said unhappily, "...... Even if they can't use it to provide organs, they should be recycled and sent to major medical schools for dissection and hands-on training for students! ”

-- According to Deputy Director Xiao Se, due to the proficiency of medical students in performing surgical procedures, they will not grow just by watching videos and listening to lectures. Therefore, there is an unwritten unspoken rule in the medical community in our country, if any medical school can dissect fifteen to twenty-five corpses per year (the standards vary slightly from province to province in China), then it can be considered a first-class medical school. If the number of corpses dissected each year does not meet this standard, it will be regarded as a second-rate or even third-rate pheasant college.

As a result, every medical school in the country is desperately hungry for corpses, and the condemned prisoners executed every year are generally sent to the medical schools after their organs are removed to practice their hands with students and professors, and the school officials have to pay a sum of money, sometimes as much as 200,000 yuan......

After the bodies of the death row inmates have been dissected in the medical school, teaching videos have been filmed, and some of the skin, bones and organs have been soaked in formalin to make specimens, the remaining remains will be transported to the crematorium, and then the families of the prisoners can only receive the ashes directly.

“…… That's it! It seems that you can make a lot of money by selling corpses! Wang Qiu nodded, "...... However, the guys who were executed this time were obviously typical white people, would it make the comrades of the armed police who were executed and escorted suspicious? They don't even know about us traversers! (To be continued.) )