"Team Leader!"

Every time Chris calls Lao Li, he can't help but bow his head, like a child who has made a mistake, and never gossips more than necessary instructions.

Lao Li never asked, the undead knew if this weird iron prison had surveillance equipment.

He didn't know how long it was, he fell asleep three times, cut off more than thirty palms, and every time he woke up Chris would stare straight at himself.

De Laere never came again, and to him, Li Zhenshu was just the most ordinary prisoner.

Lao Li silently looked at the black iron plate above his head, he was going crazy, Chris was still fiddling with all kinds of knives, like an owl had long been accustomed to a dark life.

There was not a hint of rebellion in him, and he stayed in a dark iron cell for a year, maybe even decades.

There are no guards at all, let alone so-called assassins or spies, and every creature that enters the iron chamber will be found.

Ask for a name, where you come from, and then take it to a suitable position.

Maybe no spy has ever been good at corpses, and if he is really capable, he will take down the original team leader like Lao Li.

It's loose here, but it's strict.

In the past few days, Lao Li has made a lot of progress on the corpses of the human race, and Jin Shizi will discuss the achievements of the stone demon with him every day.

In his spare time, he was more interested in the various experimental data in the library, especially in the field of the combination of magic and corpses, which gave Lao Li a lot of ideas.

There is no exit here!

This is what Lao Li has just detected, and strangers will be thrown in every day, because Lao Li has changed three batches of soldiers who sent the corpses.

They are warriors, and the calluses on their hands are proof that they often hold swords, but they can only enter here as coolies.

Putting in more civilians infected with the curse of the stone demons, Lao Li went to the cage iron room in the name of investigating the corpse, and happened to see a dozen refugees in bondage.

Their symptoms are uniform, with sporadic stone spots on their arms or wrists.

The white-jacketed researchers would conduct a routine review every day, and finally unceremoniously locked in an iron cage.

The coolies will pile up the iron cages in the corners and throw some dry brown rice over as if they were raising animals.

These refugees need to live well and let the grouper spread to the entire palm of their hand as much as possible.

Li Zhenshu felt very sad, the iron cage seemed to be imprisoned as a group of beasts, with the same beasts as human bodies.

He seemed to have guessed something.

The stone demon curse, the terrifying disease, may have spread from the slaughterhouse.

They need materials, so-called rats, and they only need to let the curse spread, and they can get an inexhaustible supply of rats.

Those refugees who were taken away would only think that they would be disposed of, and of course they would be dealt with here.

"Team leader!", Chris exclaimed anxiously, he had never called Lao Li so loudly, "the captain wants you to go to the inner room." ”

Li Zhenshu was a little lazy, those ordinary arms didn't have much research value, the basement was stuffy, and he could only pass the time by sleeping.

The inner chamber is the heart of the entire laboratory, and is only accessible to those with the permission of the team leader.

After passing through the three porches, I came to a huge iron room, which is better than a large iron room, which is completely connected by a dozen iron rooms, and the round ones can be turned.

Different from the room where Lao Li used to stay, the walls here are engraved with Nesser characters, the magic circuit extends from the remote corner to the roof, and the sun stone is much larger, and you can even smell a little fresh air on the surface.

"Come here!", the captain of the iron prison stood in front of a crystal platform, pointing Li Zhenshu's name, and the magic patterns on the crystal platform seemed to be patched together by countless ants, which was extremely complicated.

There was a person locked on the crystal platform, his hands and feet were tied, and the iron chain was pierced out of the lute bone and buckled at the two ends of the crystal platform.

Li Zhenshu's eyes fell on his palm, not a gray marble, but a green and unusually beautiful jade-colored palm.

Jade!

Very rare ore!

"Take this palm off completely, remember I'm talking about whole!", the Iron Prison Captain's tone was heavy.

Sure enough, it's jade!

When I touched it, with a faint coolness, next to the crystal table was a desk, a silver plate on the table, and more than a dozen knives were placed on the plate.

Boning knives!nail knives!double-edged knives!descaling knives!machetes!chopping knives!

Although there is still some gap with the top configuration of slaughter, it can barely complete simple slaughter.

There were more than twenty white-coat researchers gathered around, staring at Lao Li motionless with their eyes open.

No one dared to approach, not even the captain of the Iron Prison did not dare to speak loudly.

The black pen slid over the palm of the jadeite's hand, and the iron nail gently knocked out a little line, slowly penetrating into the intersection of flesh and jade.

The meridians on the palm of the hand have completely become jade-colored, bones, nails, vivid, and completely a work of art.

Lao Li sank into his mind, picked up the silver needle and slowly stirred the meridians, gently picking them off.

Laugh at!

The boy on the crystal platform trembled, his head staring tightly at the edge of the water platform, his arms retracting violently.

"Press it!", Lao Li's voice was very low.

The captain of the guard landed on his trembling arm, and suddenly his whole arm fell silent.

The fine needles did not shake at all, and the meridians were broken one by one, and a small piece of minced meat flew out with each hint.

It was a long process, and everyone stared at the silver needle motionlessly, and they never felt that it was so particular to just remove a palm. For three full hours, a crystal clear jade palm was placed in the crystal plate.

Smack!

The applause rang out, and the captain of the iron prison couldn't help but clap his hands.

At this moment, sweat was dripping from Li Zhen's forehead, and it began to drip down, and during the whole process, Lao Li didn't even dare to sweat.

The captain of the iron prison took off the piece of paper on Li Zhenzhen's chest and inserted a Mithril business card into Lao Li's chest, "You are very good!"

The business card has a portrait of Lao Li and the name of Cha.

Li Zhenshuo collected the kicked flesh little by little and put it on the plate, and no one found a little bit of flesh and blood between his fingernails.

"This is what I should do!"

Stroking the silver card, bending down respectfully to the luggage, tired through the iron wall back to the familiar slaughterhouse, leaning on the bed and only panting.

Chris looked at the iron wall from time to time, as if the iron wall buried his dreams.

When Lao Li looked over, he hurriedly lowered his head, especially when he saw the silver card on Li Zhen's chest, his head lowered.

Silver cards are special!

Even the soldiers who delivered the cages would nod politely when they saw it, and they didn't even need to ask too much when they went to see the white rats.

The silver card has a lot of power, at least it can travel around the perimeter of the iron prison.

As for doing one's job, he always wanders around the iron room, and behind each iron wall there is an iron room, which is exactly the same.

Li Zhenshu wanted to find an exit, and he couldn't waste his time on such a boring experiment.

There was no exit, he went to the reference room that he once envied, with a new book cabinet, a new scroll.

The reels have a little more content and some new data.

After tossing and turning, he returned to his slaughterhouse in the iron room, the boxy iron prison kept displacing into a circle, but it was different, there were five porches.

The portico is the kind of empty iron room, but it is the only way to the inner room.

Jin Shizi has been studying jade minced meat for the past two days, claiming that this is the crystal stone man's method of advancing downward, urging Lao Li to get the secret recipe of the jade palm.

It's a pity that he can only operate in the rat area, the restaurant, the slaughterhouse, the data area, and the soldier's rest area.

He came to the Silver Dwarf Forge Room, where the furnace was blazing, but there was no sign of the Silver Dwarf.

This cunning silver dwarf stole Lao Li's yellow-haired dog skin!

Lao Li was called back again, looking at the familiar environment, it was dark and there was no mark.

The work done was exactly the same, and a jade palm was cut off intact.

Li Zhenshuo paid attention to the inner room, the room was pentagonal, meaning that it was divided into five areas, and the place where he was located deliberately studied pure flesh and blood.

On the other side, a dozen humans are arguing over a Void Bronze Palm, which is supposed to be dedicated to studying the relationship between arms and metal.

Lao Li was very cautious, carefully putting away the flesh and tools, and did not take anything away.

The face of the captain of the iron prison was as dark as the old bricks in the tomb.

He didn't want to expect that kind of jade palm formula at this time, and after saluting, he stepped back carefully, and suddenly saw a whole parchment scroll neatly placed in the corner.

The sheepskin reels are locked in a clear glass case.

"What are you still doing in a daze?", the ice-like voice of the iron prison captain brought Lao Li back to his senses.

"I want to know what else can be done?", Lao Li hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

"Do your part. The captain of the iron prison didn't look at it at all, "If you want to live well, don't meddle in your business." ”