"Don't think about it so much...... Devouring Heaven seemed to feel the anxiety in Wang Yangming's heart, and said comfortingly: "Now we have to figure out our situation first...... Wait, it's in the elevator. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network)"

As he was talking, Wang Yangming felt that the maglev ** he was in had entered a space that was running downward, and he had gone down a considerable distance.

There is such a huge space in the ground of this research institute......

Wang Yangming was secretly shocked by the generosity of the project here, and at the same time he was thinking about who built such a huge research institute and consumed such a huge amount of manpower and material resources to study the human DNA enhancement project, and what was the purpose of it?

With the intelligence strength of the Dragon's Tooth Legion, there is no mysterious organization that has infiltrated it, what kind of secrets are hidden inside?

All the mysteries flipped in Wang Yangming's mind, and he himself had been sent to the lowest level of the research institute - a place similar to a huge prison.

Study Group Seven.

A series of names such as "scrap warehouse", "garbage concentration camp", and "hell without hope" of the second research institute all revolve around the lowest level of this research institute.

Wang Yangming could feel that even the staff who had sent him here seemed to exude disgust and contempt all over his body after stepping out of the elevator, and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

The levitation ** was quickly pushed to a room, and with the staff's explanation, they quickly left here: "Team Leader Gong, this is the director's order to send you here...... It's nothing, so we'll go first......"

Syllable!

The door to the room was slammed shut, and no one seemed to show respect for this "palace leader". At this time, Wang Yangming's body was still unable to move under the action of anesthetic, and he could only wait quietly for the action of the team leader.

But five minutes passed, and nothing happened......

"Devouring the sky, what's going on?" Wang Yangming was curious.

"Would you believe me if I told you that guy was drooling right next to you......" Devourer's voice seemed helpless.

Forehead...... Sure enough, I came to an interesting place......

Wang Yangming was also happy to hear it, a dignified research team leader was still in the mood to sleep after receiving the new test subject, this so-called seventh group is probably an indispensable strange thing under the management of such a person.

After about an hour, Wang Yangming's body recovered a lot, and just when his fingers just moved, he heard a huge "wine burp" sound:

Partition!

Loud and full, full of energy!

Then, Wang Yangming could feel that a strong disgusting smell of wine mixed with bad breath began to fill his body. At the same time, a needle pierced into his vein with great precision.

With a cold potion entering, Wang Yangming obviously felt that his body quickly regained consciousness, but he could still only lie weakly on the **.

His eyes began to open slightly, and in his blurred vision, he vaguely saw a middle-aged man with gray hair and beard, wearing a blackened white overalls, swaying from the box on the table and taking out another injection.

"After the sober injection...... I still have to get a shot of [Sealing Energy Mixture]...... It's a hassle......"

The middle-aged drunk man was swaying and muttering to himself that he was about to shoot the injection in his hand into Wang Yangming's body.

However, when Wang Yangming vaguely saw what was written on the injection, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and desperately grew his mouth to shout: "Wrong...... Wrong...... Do...... Wrong ......"

Weak, he could only try to pronounce simple syllables, but he still kept trying to scream - because where was the [Sealing Energy Mixture] written on that potion, it was clearly written [Painless Death Mixture]!!

"Yay?"

The drunk man seemed to be stunned, and raised the needle tube to his eyes and looked at it for a while before nodding slightly: "Oh, it's a mistake...... That, that, I'm sorry......"

Wang Yangming let out a long breath, and couldn't help but spurt wildly in his heart: "Can this be embarrassing? If I hadn't just regained my eyesight, the beautiful life in the future would have been directly ruined in your hands!"

As he was talking, he saw that the drunk had turned around again, picked up the medicine in his hand and was about to shoot Wang Yangming.

"Did you get it right this time...... Wang Yangming tried to squint his eyes and wanted to confirm again, but the other party had already poked the needle directly into it.

He felt a magical liquid enter his body, and then turned into a soft force that wrapped his DNA chain, making it seem that the spiritual power inside could not be successfully unleashed.

[Sealing Energy Mixture], as its name suggests, is the medicine that makes people unable to exert the power of genes.

And at the bottom of this research group seven, the only safety measure is the energy sealing mixture that is shot once a week......

Because, if you want to escape from here, it is simply impossible, as for the physical strength, it has not weakened, because it has to be kept for work.

Wang Yangming felt that although the spiritual power in his body was affected by this medicine, it didn't seem to be completely unusable, of course, he wouldn't say this.

I saw that he had just woken up with the weakness on his face, and looked weakly at the drunken "palace leader" on the side.

"Oh, it took such a big price to catch a 16-year-old little waste, haha! Interesting, really interesting!" The palace team leader looked at Wang Yangming's information on the table and poured another sip of the liquid in the wine jug.

"Silver 2nd Order Fighter, separation, good, a little useful!" I saw him pull around on the table for a long time, and finally found a communicator button, and then said drunkenly:

"That...... Who's that, send someone over and send a new person to room D8......"

In less than 1 minute, Wang Yangming saw the door of the room slowly open, and a staff member belonging to Study Group 7 slowly walked in.

The staff who didn't say hello just came in and pushed Wang Yangming out, and the disdainful look on his face was exactly the same as the two people who sent Wang Yangming here before.

It seems that even the staff within the seventh group have no respect for this unreliable team leader......

Wang Yangming faintly felt the interesting atmosphere here, but without thinking too much, he was pushed into a long corridor by this indifferent staff.

The first floor of the research institute, which is dedicated to Group 7, even the lighting in the corridor seems to have not been maintained for a long time, and it is extremely dim. After Wang Yangming walked around the complex corridor for a while, he came to a place that resembled a prison.

Dozens of rooms of various sizes were scattered on both sides of the corridor, and Wang Yangming was pushed to the door of the room with the name D8 written on it.

There is also a layer of laser grid with huge energy between the two grid-like alloy metals, which makes people unable to touch it at all, and inside the door, you can vaguely see five figures sitting or standing staring at Wang Yangming's levitation**.

"D8, there's a newcomer!"

The staff swiped their work cards on the identifier outside, and then the laser grid in the middle of the cell door disappeared immediately, and the two metal iron doors slowly opened, and Wang Yangming was thrown in directly.

"Don't make trouble, teach him the rules, and start working tomorrow!" After he finished coldly, he pushed the levitation ** and left here.

In the room, a scrawny figure hurriedly greeted him, and shouted at the distant back: "Don't worry, Researcher Ma, we will definitely give you a good ** him!"

He turned around and looked at Wang Yangming, who was slowly sitting up, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Finally, a newcomer came, haha, Boss Lei, I'll help you educate ?......"

Wang Yangming turned his back to the thin man at this time, only to see that there were four figures in the room all looking at him coldly, and one of the burly men like a hill nodded expressionlessly after hearing the thin man's words.

"Bang!!" two heavy slaps hit Wang Yangming on the back of the head:

"Little fat man, still pretending to be confused! Hurry up and get up, or you will be slapped twice!"

Immediately, a loud shout rang out in the room: "Ahhhhhhh

But everyone's eyes were glaring, and it was not the little fat man who was beaten who shouted that it hurt, but the thin man who was fierce to educate people just now?

At the same time, Wang Yangming also covered the back of his head very cooperatively and shouted: "Oh, it hurts me to death, who are you?

Wang Yangming stood up, turned around and was about to speak, when he saw the thin man behind him, he was a little surprised:

How is this guy!!

In the so-called No. 7 research group of this mysterious research institute, Wang Yangming actually met an old acquaintance who impressed him extremely - the bronze master who had fought with him in the virtual fighting time, [Three Seasons of Rice]!

Wang Yangming was very impressed by the appearance and figure of Sanji Dao, in fact, the skinny skeleton-like appearance could not be impressed.

And isn't the scrawny man in front of him with a fierce expression the famous Sanji Rice in the virtual fighting world?

I didn't expect that guy to be a person in this research institute, and under the magical arrangement of fate, Wang Yangming was asked to meet him again.

However, it is obvious that Sanjidao did not recognize the little fat man in front of him as the one who had abused him in the game world at the beginning [I still have a trick].

After Zhang Xiaomang's life was saved that time, he was assigned to the so-called No. 7 research group, where he was at least alive despite being bullied.

The fat boy in front of him, who looked like he had fine skin and tender meat, was so rough and thick-skinned! It made Lao Tzu's hands hurt - no, Boss Lei was looking at himself there, he had to behave well!

Sanjidao's heart secretly made up his mind, and the hideous color on his face became even stronger: "Damn." Dead fatty, give Lao Tzu a mouthful, Lao Tzu is the one who beats you!"