Chapter 33: Subject
Sound Nest Training Base, Underground Laboratory.
The lifting platform fell to the ground with a clatter, and Charlene followed Soros into the laboratory, wearing a white lab uniform, her hands casually inserted into her pockets, and she followed behind the slender person in charge.
"We have developed three models of test agents, and the lowest level of reinforcing agent has been preliminarily made and passed the safety test, but like many special drugs with obvious effects, it has a little flaw. β
Soros led the way for his financier while elaborating on the results of recent research.
"What flaws?" said Charlene, listening intently.
"Please come with me. β
The person in charge led her down the hallway and into a large enclosed black stone room, with a floor, ceiling, and four walls, all made of mirror-smooth obsidian.
On the opposite side of the stone chamber is a man-made jungle setting, with plants and masonry arranged like the wilderness, without any mistakes, and in the center there is a circular blue pool with a clear blue liquid rippling inside.
The room was divided into two spaces by a layer of magically enhanced glass walls, through which the lab staff could see the opposite side, but the people on the other end of the room could not see this side.
Charlene walked over to the transparent wall, looked through the foliage, and saw a sleeping mountain monkey from the branch of a banana tree.
"A monkey?" she said, turning to look at the person in charge.
"Mountain monkey to be exact, this is the number one test subject. β
Soros lifted the monocle on the bridge of his nose and nodded to an old man in the room:
"Wake it up. β
β...... All right. β
The latter shook his head with a reluctant expression. Hold up a yew staff and point it in the air:
βΡΠ΄ΠΈΡΡοΌβ
"Quack!"
I saw that the monkey who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. Tearing the hair on his chest. He let out a piercing scream and kicked the perched trees with both feet, the banana trees were originally ordinary in wood, and they were soon trampled to the ground
After tearing the hair on its chest, the mountain monkey began to frantically destroy everything in front of him, destroying the small man-made jungle like a storm, and soon leaving it in shambles.
Through the glazed walls, Charlene could see clearly. Its pupils were already covered with fine blood streaks, which were like worms, spreading from the eyeballs to the eye sockets, then the sides of the skull, the cheeks, and even to the neck.
In the process, the monkey's life breath is also rapidly expanding, doubling its strength, and it is already a warrior level that ignites fighting energy.
Bang!
Seeing that there was nothing to destroy in front of him, the mountain monkey actually slammed his skull into the glass wall. Then he shook his vertigo head and slowly retreated, and then collapsed into the pool. The blue liquid in the pool was smashed directly into a ripple.
"Damn monkeys. The old man muttered vaguely.
"As you can see...... It is very powerful, it can make a weak mountain monkey extremely strong, and even the strength of bones and muscles will be permanently increased, the only downside is that it will have some effect on the brain. β
Soros looked at the experimental subjects who were sleeping in the sleeping liquid, and said with some regret.
"It's terrible. β
Charlene showed a look of disgust: "This is not a small shortcoming, you become strong by driving yourself crazy, no one will buy this medicine except for religious elements who don't take human life seriously." β
"So we're still improving, please come with me, there's one thing we have to show you. The person in charge hurriedly added, walked to the door in two or three steps, and said with a smile:
"It may help us to push the boundaries of our research. β
"It is also my sincere hope that the funds that are released like bathwater will have a corresponding value, dear Mr. Soros. β
The two of them entered the second basement floor together, and entered a neat white room that resembled a prison.
Inside the room was a huge low table in the shape of a long strip, which took up half of the room, and almost everything on the table was covered with a black cloth, so that it was impossible to see the inside.
After Charlene followed Soros into the door, the composite door of the room slammed shut, and several arm-thick steel bars slammed the latch, followed by a series of clicks and clicks.
The person in charge walked up to the black cloth and lifted it vigorously.
Wow!
It was actually a dark and heavy stone coffin.
The lid of the coffin was tightly closed, and some small patterns and symbols were engraved around the coffin, all of which were symbolic characters that Charlene had never seen before.
She sniffled, her graceful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she faintly smelled a smell of dust and blood:
"You brought me here just to see an ancient coffin?"
"Of course not. β
Soros put on a pair of gloves for himself, and then the lid of the sarcophagus slowly moved to one side, and a stream of white cold air came out of the coffin.
In the sarcophagus lay the corpse of a pale girl, about seventeen years old, naked, white and cold skin still elastic, and a great wound on her chest that pierced her heart from her towering snowy peaks.
"You will witness a miracle scene. β
The person in charge snapped his fingers, and as the snaps echoed hollowly through the room, a burst of moonlight shone through the middle of the ceiling, reflecting on the corpse's pale face.
As the moonlight moved, the corpse's dry hair regained its luster one by one, becoming soft and flowy, followed by eyebrows, eyelashes, and ...... Gradually, the female corpse's lips became rosy, and Soros pulled her eyelids open, only to see that godless eyes faintly shone brightly.
"The corpse is resurrected?" Charlene opened her thin lips in surprise.
"Unfortunately, no. β
Soros released the eyelids of the corpse, looked at the female corpse lying in the sarcophagus like a sleeping beauty, pointed to the wound on her chest, and said calmly:
"I think the reason is the heart, you see, her heart is completely torn apart, and the moonlight doesn't seem to be able to restore the destroyed heart. β
"How does this work?"
Charlene stretched out her hand and gently pinched the left side of the corpse's face, still soft to the touch. There is no half temperature. There is a feeling of stroking jade.
"The reason is inside her body. β
The face of the person in charge remained unchanged. He took out a scalpel from the side of the short-legged table and carefully slashed it through the middle of the girl's chest.
The tip of the knife suddenly cut a small wound, and a little bit of light red blood suddenly poured out, and as the blood beads poured out, the scalpel gently cut from the middle of the chest and abdomen, and then pulled down.
Whew!
The fair skin was suddenly cut out of a red line.
The body of the girl in the coffin, from the chest to the navel, was completely cut with a huge red wound. The blood that was about to overflow at the edge of the wound was crowded at the mouth of the blood vessel, gradually becoming viscous, and finally blocked by a gelatinized film, unable to flow out.
"Look. β
Soros pointed to the wound on the corpse and motioned for the other party to take a closer look.
In the moonlight, the wound on the abdomen of the female corpse was gradually blocked by a layer of red gelatin, and then gradually faded and healed, and soon only a faint white line remained.
"Is there still the ability to regenerate when you're dead?" said Charlene's head, which turned empty.
"Yes, I took some of her blood and injected it into the subject's body. Without exception, they have all become more agile and strong, and there is no problem with intelligence. It's just that it becomes bloodthirsty and photophobic. β
The person in charge threw the scalpel back to its place, put his hands on the lid of the coffin, and a fanatical smile appeared on his face: "As long as we can solve the secret of this corpse's regeneration, I believe we will soon be able to develop a second-generation enhancement potion." β
"Where did you find her? Tell me honestly. Charlene looked into his eyes and asked with a solemn expression.
"You know, in order to develop a reinforcing agent that satisfies me, I have collected materials all over the world, but unfortunately the experiment was not successful, and my research was forced to be interrupted for various reasons, until the project was converted to civilian use, and I met a generous and benevolent investor like you......"
"Getting to the point!"
"This corpse is one of a group of tomb robbers who have hacked the mechanism and stolen priceless treasures from an ancient country in the eastern Balkans. β
"Eastern Balkans...... The location gives me a wonderful association. β
Charlene suddenly recalled the horror stories she had heard when she was a child, her apricot eyes widened, and she said in surprise: "That ancient country can't be Wallachia, right?"
"Exactly!" said Soros with an affirmative chin smile.
"That legendary vampire country......" she looked at the corpse inside the sarcophagus, looked at the wound in the other's heart, and muttered:
"It's true. β
"Miss Charlene, that ancient country is now part of the Balkan provinces of the Empire, and I think you should have a way to go there and investigate further. As the person in charge spoke, he slowly closed the stone cover.
"What do you want?" Charlene narrowed her eyes.
"A living vampire. β
Soros licked his lips, pressed the slightly trembling monocle, and said with a red face: "As long as we can crack the secret of their physique, our research will definitely go further." β
"You're always giving me some terrible problems. β
The green-haired girl rubbed her temples with a headache, glanced at the sarcophagus, and said helplessly, "Okay...... I'll figure it out - if this creature isn't extinct. β
"I will wait for your good news!"
......
Late at night, Highland Palace.
As the clock struck midnight, the slightly silent ballroom was lit up again.
Huge crystal chandeliers hang from the golden dome, and the long dining table, covered with snow-white tablecloths and glittering silver cutlery and porcelain, is placed in the four corners of the ballroom, and the dance floor is filled with costumed ladies and elegant ladies, warblers and swallows.
A beautiful maid holds a plate and shuttles through the bustling crowd.
When the last bell rang, the crowd fell silent.
Prince Wallace appeared at the end of the corridor, dressed in a tight-fitting black gown, which set off his slender and toned figure to the fullest, and with an elegant smile on his lips, he swam among the ladies and nobles like a lion cruising through his own territory.
That's right, I'm a lion myself!
Kenneth had become a waste, and soon, the kingdom was his own.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and calmly said to the nobles who were vying to flatter him, "Welcome to my banquet, I hope you can have an unforgettable evening." β
The hall was filled with laughter and laughter, and a richly dressed man walked out of the dance floor, picked up a wine glass from the table, and said in a loud voice:
"Let's toast Prince Wallace!"
"Cheers!"
The guests with wine glasses in their hands raised their glasses.
Boom!
At this moment when the guests and hosts were happy, there was a sudden heavy muffled sound outside, and the music suddenly stopped, and His Royal Highness the prince frowned unhappily, and was about to scold, when he found that the guests outside the hall had retreated left and right, and immediately felt that something was wrong.
β......β
His Majesty the King walked all the way with a grim face, holding a blood-stained scepter in his hand, and the nobles and ladies lined up on both sides, bowing their heads to show their loyalty and respect to their sovereign.
"What are the nobles of the Highlands doing?"
He wandered his gaze from the hall, and an angry voice echoed through the palace: "My son, your future lord is seriously wounded, but you are dancing here for fun!"
The guests lowered their heads silently, and the deathly silence in the banquet hall made Prince Wallace's face extremely ugly, and his ten fingers subconsciously buckled into his palms.
"Do you think that Kenneth is paralyzed and cannot be your king?"
King Gary angrily slammed his scepter on the ground, smashing the floor to pieces, and then turned his gaze to his youngest son: "Wallace, bastard! Your brother is seriously injured, and you are holding a banquet in the palace, are you still a human being?"
"Sorry...... Father......" he said, gritting his teeth.
"Do you think you're going to succeed Kenneth as the new crown prince?"
A sneer appeared on the old king's face, and his scepter pointed at the other party, and said mercilessly:
"I tell you, don't have such whimsical dreams, Kenneth is ruined, but his mind is still clear, and he has the energy to become a qualified king. And you, the kind of waste who only knows how to hook up with women and pretend to be sober, will never want to inherit the throne!
"Father!" Prince Wallace jerked his head up, a pleading look.
"Remember, Kenneth is your brother now, and your lord in the future, and will never change. β
King Gary put down the scepter in his hand and glared fiercely at the guests on the left and right:
"This is the end of the feast, and you should go back too. β
β......β
The crowd poured out of the hall as if they had been amnestied, and the originally bustling banquet hall soon collapsed, leaving only the second prince alone on the dance floor, and in front of the palace door, a warm corpse still lay - his personal bodyguard.
"Why is this happening...... Why is this happening......"
Wallace looked at the empty hall, his two arms spasmed subconsciously, his nails pierced the skin of his palm, and with a drop of blood slid to the floor, he gradually revealed a hideous expression:
"You deserve to die, old thing!" (To be continued.) )