Early in the morning, 5:30.

The Pu opened his eyes and sat up.

He doesn't need to wake up so early, but the biological clock he has developed over a long time is not so easy to change.

Looking around, this is a small room with simple furnishings, beds, tables, chairs.

Melodious music came from the player on the table. For the past two days, he has been listening to the music and fell asleep.

"This is mine..., room..."

Pu murmured to himself that during the years he was in the Black Net organization, he lived much larger than here.

It was just that there was a lot of instruments, monitoring, and mechanical devices to prevent him from escaping.

Even in the past six years, his sense of autonomy has only occasionally awakened and it is impossible to escape. The black network organization has still taken various precautions and does not allow such test items to leave the monitoring range for one second.

In contrast, such a small room is too comfortable and no one cares what he is doing.

There will be no daily physical examination, and the procedures for disassembling his belly, cutting his internal organs, and extracting bone marrow.

Standing up, the Puppet came to the mirror, looking at the hideous wounds on his body, the scars were a little lighter than yesterday.

According to Mr. Moss Bone, his physique is very special and the scar will disappear after a period of time.

The only thing that is difficult to disappear is the wound on the chest, where mechanical devices are placed to maintain the functions of his body.

This mechanical device, unlike before, was made by Mr. Lin.

"Black Net Organization..."

Pu mumbled, and when he mentioned the name, his eyes were a little red, his exposed muscles swelled, and there seemed to be a burst of anger about to burst out from his body.

In the past six years, in the Black Net organization, he has been both a test subject and a machine, and he has little time to awaken his self-consciousness.

However, every time he awakens his consciousness, he cannot suppress his murderous intent.

He is a person, not a test subject, and he doesn't want to do those things...

After standing for a while, the Pu came to his senses, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Opening the cabinet, putting on a white vest and black shorts, the Puppet looked up at the wall, where there was a hot-shaped cover girl with exposed clothes.

This was given by Mr. Cat.

When he was in a coma, he would always call him a girl, and Mr. Cat would give him this poster, saying that it could alleviate some demands of male animals.

Puppet doesn't understand this very much.

However, he knew very well that the girl who appeared in the dream could not see clearly, but was not the girl on the cover of this poster.

bite……

The bell rang, the puppet was excited, opened the door and walked out, and it was breakfast time.

"Pujiu. You kid looks so in good spirits!"

In the hall, the light and shadow of moss bones looked over, waved the sword in his hand, and a ray of light swept across to detect the physical condition of the puppet.

"Very good. The body functions have recovered a little. Come and have breakfast."

Puppet nodded, walked quickly to the dining table, and looked at the table full of food, a hint of excitement appeared on his wooden face.

This is his breakfast!

Compared to every nutritious meal you used to have, these foods are so delicious.

In a corner of the dining table, a little blue cat was sitting there, wearing goggles, slashing the light screen with its claws, and entering some sentences from time to time, which was extremely fast.

"Mr. Cat, good morning!"

The puppet salutes him very much respects Mr. Cat. This cat is different from the cat he knows. In addition to being able to speak, it is far more intelligent than it is.

"Meow……"

Lan Xiao meowed, nodded with a reserved look, looking like he was treating his juniors.

Then, the Puppet began to sweep the dining table and had a lot of fun eating.

This morning is really a joy!

Even though he guessed that eating so much good food every day was to help him recover quickly, and then he used his body for experiments like a black network organization.

But this is nothing, at least such days are much better than before.

At least, he was awake every day, but he was not as confused as before, and had no idea what he was doing for six years.

Moreover, Mr. Mossbone doesn't seem to let him do those terrible things.

"Cao. Come here and test your body's strength to recover." Moss bone shouted.

The Pu came over and tested it on mechanical instruments, which was what he had to do every morning.

In the afternoon, for the Puppet, I love and hate it, and I have to conduct an intelligence test arranged by Mr. Moss Bones.

Every afternoon, Pu Shu deeply felt how big the gap was between him and Mr. Moss Bones and Mr. Cat.

"Puke. You lost!"

"You lost again..."

"Pujiu. You lost thirty..."

Puppet looked at the cards in his hand, and he didn't even play one. Mr. Moss Bones and Mr. Cat threw away all the cards in his hand.

At the dining table, Moss Bones looked at the Puppet, and shook his head helplessly. The Puppet played cards for an afternoon, and it would be better to only produce three cards at a time. This level is too bad.

Lan Xiaomiao licked her paws, looked at the puppet, and shook her head. This person is not very smart.

"One more..." Kuo said with red eyes.

Moss bones and Lan Xiaomiao exchanged eyes. The latter swung his claws and sorted out the cards. He swung his two claws in a row, and the cards were successfully dealt in just over ten seconds.

Half a minute later, the Puppet lost again...

Mr. Moss Bone, Mr. Cat is really amazing!

The Puppet leaned on the chair and felt a little exhausted. He never understood why he had not improved his level after hitting so many times.

Mr. Moss Bones, Mr. Cat, seems to be able to remember so many cards clearly...

evening.

The Puppet sat at the table, his waist straight, waiting for Mr. Lin to arrive.

Mr. Lin is very young, and in terms of age, he is several years younger than him.

However, in this secret base, what Puzzle fears the most is Mr. Lin.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he would fall into a violent state whenever he heard the word "heart", and Mr. Lin raised his hand and stopped him.

According to Mr. Tessob's words, this is a mental illness that requires withdrawal treatment.

The treatment process is very simple, just keep saying the word "heart", keep falling into a rage, and then Mr. Lin takes action to constantly subdue him.

This treatment lasted for two days. When Mr. Kuang heard the word "heart", he no longer felt anything, and he could only have a deep awe of Mr. Lin.

This is only one aspect. The mechanical devices on him were made by Mr. Lin.

When I was organizing the black net, I vaguely remember that every time I replaced the mechanical device, it was a long time project and required many mechanics to make it together.

After arriving at Mr. Lin, it took only two days to make a replacement mechanical device.

According to Mr. Lin, if he does not want to find his heart, the mechanical device only needs to be replaced every ten years.

Of course, from the bottom of my heart, Kuo really hopes to find his heart.

Another thing is that from Mr. Moss Bones and Mr. Mao’s attitude towards Mr. Lin, he made Kuai understand that Mr. Lin is the controller of the secret base.

This also made Kuo feel awe for Mr. Lin in his heart.

Since I understood this, I realized that if I want to stay in this secret base for a long time, I must be recognized by Mr. Lin.

Click...

The base door opened, a young man walked in, and the Pu got up and saluted: "Mr. Lin."

“Good recovery.”

Lin Chuan looked at the Puppet and nodded, "Come in, I have something to tell you."

Pu was shocked and followed him over. He was a little nervous, worried that Mr. Lin would drive him out.

He likes this place and doesn't want to leave...

——

Secret base, laboratory.

Lin Chuan looked at the report and found that there were all the data from Pujiu these days.

The report shows that the functions of Puppet in all aspects are normal. The only problem is that in the past six years, he has been very little time to truly awake.

Most of the time, I am unconscious and accepting orders from the black network organization.
To be continued...