Chapter 120 “Prototype”

Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

Chapter 120 “Prototype”

Artificial blood, which is a mixture of hormones, oxygen, proteins and sugars, is heated to the most suitable temperature and then enters the body at the most perfect flow rate.

The alloy needles pierced the skin one after another, and mucus, hissing bubbles and electric current oozed from the back end, like a mess of wires in a power supply box.

The man is lying in such a closed, dark, and terrifying two-meter-long metal "coffin". His various life indicators are transmitted to the processor outside the metal coffin. After complex calculations, they are displayed in the form of graphs or numbers.

Shown in front of people, even a small fluctuation will make the researchers' hearts twitch.

This stalemate lasted for a long time, and at some point, the balance was broken.

——The eyelids of the man lying in the sealed metal tank trembled violently, as if he was about to open them at any time.

The warning lights of the life detection equipment kept flashing, and the researchers stood up one after another. Their eyes were shining and they subconsciously stepped back. The soldiers with loaded ammunition rubbed their fingers on the triggers, not noticing the cold sweat falling from their temples.

"Gu..."

The man lying in the solution made a strange choking sound. The moment he woke up, he realized the dangerous environment he was in. He frantically knocked on the heavy metal plate that trapped him, and the rumbling vibration was like the roar of a wild beast.

Dr. Rennerson, who was in charge of the laboratory, turned on the microphone and leaned forward to speak. His voice was transmitted into the liquid of the "metal coffin" through a certain tube, allowing the man to hear his words clearly:

"Francesco Ricci, hello, I am Rennerson. If you can hear my voice and understand its meaning, please calm down and don't knock on the metal wall. There are expensive materials to sustain your life.

liquid."

He patiently repeated it five times.

The beastly struggle stopped.

In the laboratory, many researchers gave suppressed cheers.

"Well done, Mr. Francesco, thank you for your cooperation." Dr. Rennerson suppressed his excitement and continued:

"Please relax your hands and stand on both sides of your body, and then lift them up. There is a button directly opposite your lower abdomen. Press it and your voice will be heard by us... Don't be anxious, take your time.

try to find."

After a short silence, a dull voice sounded from the sealed metal coffin:

"Where is this? Why didn't I die..."

"Mr. Francesco, you are currently located in the underground experimental base of the Florence branch of the Earth Destiny Council. You have been in a coma for a week."

"This metal box is..."

"The hibernation cabin is the best treatment place in the world. Although it cannot allow people to hibernate for a long time like in science fiction movies and greatly reduce the aging rate of the body for long interstellar travel, it is still the most advanced one today.

Medical means.”

"...Thank you for saving me. At the end of my memory, I remember that I was bitten in two by that bloody mouth..."

"It was your tenacious will to survive that saved you, Mr. Francesco." Reinason glanced at the life monitoring equipment, took a deep breath, and entered the most critical stage of this conversation:

"Mr. Francesco, I respect you. You are an outstanding graduate of the police academy. You are from a well-educated family and have a bright future. However, you are on the verge of death while protecting refugees. You are a hero."

"...This is just my responsibility."

"Well said, responsibility! Mr. Francesco, please continue to shoulder your responsibility - your responsibility to us."

"Yours?"

"Yes, it is not easy to treat people whose bodies are broken in two. To this end, we use the most advanced [Type III technology]. You are valuable successful experience and a perfect research subject. Please understand and create a new type of technology."

Technical difficulties, in order for mankind to achieve final victory in this turbulent war, please be sure to cooperate with our research."

"……good."

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Francesco."

The joy in the laboratory could no longer be suppressed. Although the personality analysis report had pointed out that the probability of Francesco's willingness to cooperate was more than 85%, the feeling of relief after hearing the affirmative answer was still intoxicating.

"Sir, let me briefly explain the basic concepts of Type III technology to prepare you for future experiments." Reinason's words were clear:

"After the arrival of the temple, a different world called [The Abyss of Annihilation] was connected to the earth. Evil creatures came to our side, devouring, multiplying, possessing, and mutating... During this period, reports of the turmoil of the Borer have been coming from

Without interruption."

"The body composition of evil-minded creatures is completely different from life in nature. They exist in the form of will and spirit. High-ranking people have a certain degree of wisdom. Today's technological means cannot compete with them."

"But we discovered that the strange and tiny crystals left behind after using the supernatural fire of the temple to burn away the borer borers have both [objective material] and [spiritual will] properties."

"These small piles of crystals have multiple functions such as [catalyst] and [binder]. They can interact with the original materials on the earth and burst out unique properties."

"Based on this, the combination of extraordinary and modern technology has become possible."

"Type III technology is to combine the three elements of human beings, extraordinary life forms, and machinery to transform the human body or animals, making them superior to ordinary life forms!"

Rennerson is a traditional scholar who is obsessed with research and experiments. He talks endlessly about things that interest him. This talk lasted for two hours. At the end, an assistant touched his shoulder and motioned him to go back.

look.

On the screen, the long line representing Francesco's vital signs wilted listlessly.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Mr. Francesco." Reinason apologized:

"You have just woken up, so you should avoid exertion..."

After another brief conversation, Francesco put down his finger and cut off communication with the outside world.

In the slimy artificial blood, the young policeman whose body was covered with needles slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, in the bottom of his heart, another voice sounded, clear and sweet, like an innocent little girl:

"Haha! You should look in the mirror and see what you look like now, tsk tsk tsk."

"It's scary. Those guys outside have transformed you into this ghostly appearance. Didn't you realize that your hands are restricted within a certain range and you can't explore at will?"

"I'm different from you humans. I can see other people's inner thoughts. Do you know what they called you during your coma?"

"——Prototype!"

"In their eyes, you are no longer their compatriot!"

"Hahaha... you are neither a human being nor a machine, nor a life with evil thoughts. Francesco, you are just a simple monster now. After you are used, you will be executed by them and your body will be dismantled.

, throw it into the trash, leaving only your elderly parents crying in front of your tombstone!"

In the dark liquid, the young man clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Shut up……"
Chapter completed!