"What is this?" Yunica looked at the remnants of meat in the huge transparent container in front of her in surprise. "Didn't they turn into black sewage?"

Yunica hurriedly put the microscopic eyepiece back on the table that she had thrown in a fit of rage.

It's really squirming!

I saw that in the container, the distorted corpse that had been dissolving into a mass of 'ink' because of the scratched organs was turning for no reason, and the 'ink' began to gradually dissipate.

In its place, a mass of black-out, fascia-like sac-like tissue is completely suspended in solution.

Under microscopic observation, there is still a remnant of the semi-liquid tissue in a jelly-like state at the fracture at the edge of the sac-like tissue, but it has gradually stabilized and is no longer turning into liquid.

Upon further magnification, you will find countless tiny pink tentacles sticking out of the cystic tissue, constantly wriggling slightly in the fluid pairs.

"Huh?" As if to confirm her suspicions, Yunica quickly moved her gaze to the wall of the sac, which was still intact.

Sure enough, under the microscopic observation of a thousand times magnification, the surface of the entire biological tissue seemed to grow countless fluffs, and countless tiny tentacles were dancing.

"Huh? As if thinking of something, Yunica hurriedly operated the robotic arm and carefully used the ultrasonic scalpel to make a cut in the outer wall of the tissue.

After the cystic tissue was cut, a pink sarcoma wrapped inside was revealed, and countless slender silk threads stretched out from the surface of the sarcoma like countless transparent hairs, and were finely inserted into the inner wall of the cystic tissue, fixing it in the cystic tissue!

[In sample analysis, comparing with known data...]

After careful data comparison, Yunica showed a sudden expression, "Isn't this the outer wall tissue that X-5 was eaten?" How did it survive in the other person's stomach? It's incredible. ”

[Yes, no known samples have been found to be remnants of tissue after being ingested by aberrations]

"So this sac tissue should be the other party's stomach, right?"

[Through the observation and sampling analysis of the dissected tissue, although the shape is strange, functionally speaking, it should be the stomach.] 】

"But X-5's state is very strange, is this a mutation, let's cultivate it for a while. But it's amazing that it can stop the liquefaction of the deformed corpse. "Yunica's mood swept away the mentality of being destroyed by 'ink' for days and became better." Tissue sampling culture assignment begins. ”

[The project has been established, and the data is being recorded...]

……

In a huge cell in the dungeon of Blackstone Castle, twenty-two tall wolfwerewolves sat in front of a row of foot-operated sewing machines that did not fit their size, constantly working with their heads, while behind them a group of chaotic soldiers in biological armor, armed with electromagnetic rifles, supervised them.

Behind the soldier, a food truck full of food was quietly parked there, and the smell of food wafted through the cell.

In the corner of the cell, a dull-haired Wolf, cowered in a frail and depraved manner, curled up in the corner, while an empty sewing machine lay beside him.

Chaken patiently crouched in front of him, looking at the thorn who refused to obey the labor reform.

"Today's dinner is water, meat, and sweet bread, 1523, are you sure you want to go on a hunger strike today?" As he spoke, he grabbed a tender leg and ate it in front of Voss.

After the meat was bitten, the dripping juice flowed down the corners of Chaken's mouth, and the aroma of the meat in the air became stronger.

"Food! Give me! Give me! I want to eat! Voss's unfocused eyes stared at the flesh in Chaken's hand, and he jerked up to plunder.

Chaken easily dodged, and the other party weakly got up to grab the meat, and kicked him back into the corner. "It's not okay, you only get food after you work."

"You lackeys of the gods! The devil without humanity! I want to be treated as a prisoner of war! I'm a nobleman! Voss roared hoarsely at Chaken.

Hearing Voss's curse, Chaken didn't care at all, but when he heard the word evil god lackey, his six eyes lit up, and he said patiently: "Thank you for your praise, but unfortunately if you don't work and still have no food, everyone is equal in prison, and labor is glorious, you have to correct your wrong views,"

For some reason, after hearing Chaken say this to Voss, the wolf cavalry who was stepping on the sewing machine in the prison stopped for a moment, and stepped on it even harder.

The word equality, although coined, has never been used, and there has never been any form of equality in this hierarchical world, especially this group of soldiers who come from a poor background.

Fight bravely for what? It's just a desire to get a class promotion.

But today they actually heard the word equality in the mouths of a group of cultists, and the other party did not just talk about it but actually put it into practice, at least in this laury.

You must know that whether it is in the Western Continent or the Eastern Continent, people treat prisoners of war the same, if it is a noble, they will enjoy considerable treatment, and they can save their lives to the greatest extent, while poor people like them, if no one is willing to help them pay the ransom, they will be killed.

But on the first day they were taken into the dungeon of Black Rock Island, they were told that no one would ask for ransom and they would not be killed, and that they could be released as long as they served their sentences, although no one took this seriously.

But for the sake of food, everyone is willing to obey the other's arrangement of 'labor reform'.

And at this moment, they actually realized that it seemed that these demons were not joking, they had indeed been sticking to some kind of order, and firmly enforcing every rule they had said.

It's incredible, it's crazy, it's crazy, and the demons in the name of chaos have become so orderly! It's terrifying, is this the power of the evil god, it actually polluted and distorted the chaos demon!

I am still a little grateful for this kind of 'equality', and even have a hint of joy in my heart?! It's terrible, if what this demon says is true, then will the world ruled by the evil gods really be destroyed as the church says?

Sith's mind was constantly cranky, but it didn't affect his ability to operate the sewing machine.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound around him, and it was the sound of a steel whip twisted from a soft steel rope slapping on the ground, "1522 Pay attention to the line!" You sewed the neckline! Still want to eat? ”

Sith stiffened his body, looked at the fabric in his hand in embarrassment, and then said loudly, "Report sir!" There will be no next time, please give me another chance! ”

((I heard that the appearance of the people who voted to collect comments has become higher ( ́,,•ω•,,') ))