In the underground control room, Atist easily lifted the restrictions of the control room, pulled the water valve switch, and let the high osmotic pressure solution used for antiseptic and freshness in the huge pool of nearly 1,000 meters flow quickly at the maximum water flow.

As he walked along the edge of the pool, admiring the beast that was unique in the world, Artiste hummed a cheerful melody and soon found himself in a laboratory.

The door had already been wide open, and he was unhindered to the innermost laboratory, where three exhibition hall-like storage tanks for biological samples were placed against the wall, and the green fungi in them crawled all over the walls of the tank, and the hyphae were clearly visible, they were like algae, and occasionally spit out a few bubbles under the light.

If you look closely, you can also find unidentified objects buried deep under the thick fungus cover, which look like dead branches and rotten trees, like stumps and broken flesh, or both.

If Lu Yuan was born here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this is the same fungus in Xiaobai's body.

Artiste climbed to the top of the jar, adding a small ball to it again and again, and sealing them all back together.

Three more pipes were found, attached to the bottom of the three jars, and one of them was brought to a special vacuum kettle.

This particular device has a small pipe that leads from the ground to the bottom of the pool, and it is possible to collect physical specimens from the body of the giant planarian in a pressurized suction method on a daily basis for experimental study.

Now, however, it has become one of the best needles that can be used to inject planarians into planarians. The pressurization system of the vacuum kettle also has other functions, which can fill the culture tank with a certain pressure, and then let the entire system connected to the bottom of the tank enter a negative pressure state.

With a quick click, the ball that had been placed in the jar turned into a furious ball-shaped spiral with its rotors spreading, instantly stirring the originally clear pool of green water into a bright green solution.

Outside, after ten minutes, the back of the giant planarian gradually emerged from the water, and then a foul smell came from it.

Atiste looked at the almost, and immediately connected the negative pressure pipe, and injected a full tank of solution into the planarian's body, followed by the second and third levels.

"Ten cubic meters of active potion, done."

With a recipe in his mind, he quickly picked up a large pile of bottles and jars, and threw them into the pool that was about to dry up.

After losing the special preservative, the body of the planarian became like a huge puddle of mud, without any flesh, and the bottles and cans that were thrown down disappeared into it.

"Then add some special cells and toadstools cultivated in experiments."

Artiste rushed to several different labs, shoved a bunch of things out of the pool with the working equipment, and threw them all into the pool.

"Hey, fellow Daoists, let your people help too, in a hurry."

He even shouted to Zhang Daoquan, who was watching from a distance, and pointed to several different laboratories at the same time.

"Throw all the test items inside."

After that, he didn't care whether Zhang Daoquan would respond or not, so he hurriedly ran to the next destination.

Although he didn't know what these things did, it was all arranged by Alice, and he just needed to do it unconditionally.

This time, several thick circuits were dismantled by him, and the threads of *** were also thrown into the huge puddle of corpse mud underneath.

"The 12-position high-voltage AC grid is in place, and the next ...... Continuous, intermittent stimulation with a gentle electric current is applied first."

The adjusted circuit had been slowly activated under his control, but the puddle of disorganized planarian flesh had no reaction.

"A little bit of nutrients is needed."

Artist found an animal room, but it was empty, and he frowned, feeling a little unexpected.

However, this did not prevent him from finding some other substitutes.

For example, the ape I saw before who was electrocuted half to death because of his escape, and I knew that it was full of nutrients at a glance.

He dragged the weak ape to the edge of the pool, and the sharp blade instantly slashed the opponent's throat, lifting the opponent's head like a chicken, allowing the ape's blood to drain to the fullest.

Finally, he cut his body into several large pieces and threw them all into the flesh.

"It's still too time-consuming."

After throwing in a few strange animals and a rather human hound, Artiste wiped his hands, and saw that it was almost nine o'clock, and it was not a commendable thing to be unpunctual.

He looked around and saw that the squad of soldiers was almost done, and several teenagers were watching him with interest.

"A group of fellow Daoists, hurry up and let them sacrifice!" Artiste commanded again, and also shouted to the teenagers: "And you, don't just look at the work, go grab a few younger people and throw them down, give you a good time, remember, you must say that the high-voltage line is thrown down!"

Zhang Daoquan sighed lightly, recited the scriptures of the past, the bell rang softly, and the soldiers lifted their protective gear with a sad cry, picked up the blade that should have been used to kill the enemy, and went to their throats, and finally sank into the filthy and foul flesh.

"Artiste, this thing is dead, you can't bring it back to life."

A fairly human-like boy leaned against the wall, and instead of being as happy and proper as his companions, he stayed behind and shouted to Artiste.

"I can't, of course, but the gods can."

Noncommittal, Artiste buttoned up the gown in front of him and gracefully inspected the work of art he had carefully arranged.

The boy had long since disbelieved in the gods, but he was really curious if the other party could really bring a creature back to life.

So he smiled slightly, turned around and picked out ten young researchers from among the researchers like pigs.

"No, no, no—"

"You demons!"

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

"It's over...... It's all over......

"What is this doing......

"Yue'er—"

"Please......

Riots and cries erupted among the researchers, some struggling to be captured, others cursing because they couldn't resist, and others crying because they wanted to say goodbye to their friends and family.

In the end, ten poor researchers were dismembered into human parts in various cruel ways and thrown into the flesh beneath them.

Although they were much calmer than the other young polluters, this little revenge also made their hearts very happy, and they laughed with each other easily.

This tragic and horrific scene was broadcast by Atiste with a brooch lens, and most of the researchers inevitably touched the injury, and could not bear to look directly and closed their eyes.

However, some people asked the people around them in a trembling voice, "Professor...... The planarian ...... Will it really be resurrected?"

The old professor stared blankly at the image on the screen, his mouth slightly open, and after a long time, as if he remembered that he still had a mouth, he replied, "I don't know......

"Although we can theoretically eventually reactivate dead cells under certain conditions, and planarians themselves have unimaginable regenerative abilities, ...... If this giant planarian can really be resurrected, then ...... Doomsday....... It may not be far off......

After a total of dozens of people and many experimental animals were invested, various mixed liquids and substances were gradually turned a faint red color through electrophoresis under the action of twelve electrodes in different directions.

In addition to being watched by the people at the scene, in the ventilation duct through which less than one person passed, a bald hound also witnessed everything throughout the whole process.

maybe

It should have been glad it had escaped from the animal house a little earlier, or it would have been buried in the foul-smelling flesh of the same kind that had been accidentally caught before, after four.

However, at this time, its sensitive dog nose and nerve senses far beyond that of humans felt an unusual sense of oppression.

It didn't dare to stay long, tiptoed the meat ball on its feet, and retreated silently, returning to its only companion in a large hidden air outlet.

It was a with a gunshot wound on her leg, and she couldn't move hard while sitting on her side, and her slightly bulging belly was also revealed at this time, and it seemed that she had been pregnant for a long time.

The bald dog licked his only family member and lover, and his eyes seemed to say, "It's okay, everything is with me."

The ventilation duct was a good place to eavesdrop, and although it was only a dog, it did understand human speech, and it began to wonder if it was going to do something.

——

"It's almost full of nutrients, and you can't let it eat too much all at once."

"And then there's one more ...... A condensed recipe for evolution!"

Artiste walked back to the lab where it had been, picking up the large bottle of the mysterious pink liquid.

After unsealing the bottle, he threw the bottle of concentrated liquid directly into the pool, allowing it to slowly irrigate the surrounding area.

"The voltage rises, the frequency increases."

"Of course, don't forget to stay hydrated!"

He returned to the control room of the pool, and saw that Liu *** could already stand up against the wall, holding the broken glassware as a weapon in his hand.

"I don't have time to play with you."

Artiste ignored her and walked straight on.

"Have you ever seen the end of the world......

Liu *** took a step forward with trembling hands, and stabbed the broken glassware towards him with all his strength.

"Hehe, interesting."

Artiste gracefully sideways the blow that posed a complete threat, and with a flick of his hands pulled her arm out of the mortar. But even so, Liu***'s hand that had been pierced with blood by the glass ballast was reluctant to let go.

"Tut-tut, the church of the end times, it's interesting."

Atiste shook his head, wanting to teach the dishonest audience a little more lesson.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Doomsday Heavenly Venerable, Liu Daoyou, don't be nervous, these are necessary sacrifices."

The bell rang softly, and Zhang Daoquan came in full steps, and his name for Liu *** had changed to a Taoist friend.

"You know what's going to happen at the end times! Stop him!"

Liu *** was obviously no longer affected by the ringing, but at this time she was still screaming and shouting like a crazy woman, shaking her messy hair and trying to ask Zhang Daoquan for help.

Zhang Daoquan didn't make a move on Atiste because of her words, he just came to the other party's side and gently put the other's head on his shoulder.

"The end cannot be stopped."

"Even though the end will come, only our Holy Spirit will remain forever."

He whispered in Liu ***'s ear in a gentle and empty tone, and at the same time put his hand into his arms and wanted to take out a volume of scriptures that wrote the doctrine, but suddenly found that the scripture was still on the judge and could not be taken back.

Artiste's head tilted slightly, this was the first time he had seen the initiation scene of the Doomsday Church, but he didn't have time to stop and watch at the moment.

After closing the drain valve, he filled the pool with clean, harmless pure water, allowing the dried meat puree to gradually re-moisten and plump.

Along with it, there are twelve stout electrodes, and the powerful current stimulates the planarian whole body through the flow of water, and in some places it has even appeared scorched black.

At the same time, a girl's voice sounded in his head.

"A-tyste, you'll have two minutes to get out of here in thirty seconds, and then you go to the exhibition on the ground floor

All opened."

"As you wish, my sovereign miss."

Even though he hadn't seen Alice in person, he lowered his head slightly in reverence.

"It's time to go, fellow Daoists, and ...... Liu Daoyou?"

Zhang Daoquan shook his head and said, "The ceremony is not over yet."

"Then it's time to go, get ready, it's time to testify."

Artiste glanced at the time, no more, no less, twenty seconds to reach nine o'clock, except for the ten seconds he had just spoken.

——

The strength of the swordfish had already entered the limit after the double overload, however, in an instant, the silver-white figure reached his body again, Xu Qing's fiery blade in his left hand slashed head-on, and his right hand was hidden behind him waiting for the opportunity to move, and he could make changes at any time according to his reaction.

And the AI, whose computing power has reached the limit, even calculated several reactions that the other party might make according to the previous body parameters of the swordfish and the parameters of the armor it was wearing, and at the same time gave a prompt and early warning in Xu Qing's mind.

The swordfish did not retreat or dodge, and the bones of its whole body drove the battle armor that was about to get out of control, and swung a swift slash.

The two of them fought each other in close combat, and the terrifying force and temperature directly shook the swordfish's arm to numbness, and the arm armor seemed to emit a heavy wailing sound.

However, he still took the blow stubbornly, and even the nano-ceramics were already full of cracks.

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