Everyone present was stunned for a moment, but after realizing the situation, everyone's faces immediately showed resentment and anger.
Watching his roommate, with whom he had just shared a room, lie stiffly on the floor, now a corpse, Li Kaixuan went from shock to bewilderment. Finally, he clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, glaring at Deng Ran, "We came here to participate in a vaccine experiment, not to feed zombies. What exactly do you mean by this?"
"This is also part of the experiment." Deng Ran shrugged nonchalantly. "Vaccines are precious, and only those whose data meet the standards are eligible to receive the injection."
Sun Lu frowned, her tone sharp with hostility, "So you're admitting the zombies were released from the research institute?"
"If that's the case, then we can just not participate, right? This thing can't be forced upon us, can it? We have the right to withdraw, don't we?"
Deng Ran remained noncommittal, spreading his hands with a relaxed expression. "It's clearly stated on the registration form that you are responsible for any accidents that occur during the experiment, and the research institute will not be held liable. Once the experiment begins, you cannot withdraw midway for any reason. All these terms are clearly stated on the registration form."
After saying that, he took out Sun Lu's registration form and waved it in front of everyone.
"You guys wrote these unfair terms down to the smallest detail, hiding them in a corner. Who in their right mind would notice them?!" Sun Lu leaned closer for a look and angrily cursed.
It's just like a pre-apocalyptic scam contract, with all the deceptive clauses hidden so you won't see them unless you're paying attention.
Upon seeing the registration form, everyone present was filled with anger and despair.
The research institute has clearly set a trap for those willing to take it, and now they can't even back out if they want to.
While they were in the locker room, the researchers watched as they put away all the weapons they carried. Nowadays, apart from space-type ability users, ordinary people don't have any tools to protect themselves.
The research institute's security system is as airtight as an iron barrel; even a space-age expert cannot break out on their own.
We are now at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board. We have no choice but to obey obediently.
They were like lab rats in a cage, driven around by the research institute.
"A total of 25 people have entered the third phase of testing. Good luck to them." Deng Ran looked around at everyone and gestured to Meng Rui with his eyes, "Send them to the new laboratory."
Meng Rui glanced at everyone with a hint of sympathy, then nodded hesitantly.
Lu Sheng and Sun Lu exchanged glances and decided to hold back for the time being and see what the research institute was really up to.
Is the so-called zombie virus vaccine a breakthrough, or does the research institute have ulterior motives?
"Damn it, these researchers are all beasts! Vaccine research? They're just profiting off human suffering. We're the ones who suffer and die, while they make a fortune! Beasts! They're all beasts!"
The group followed Meng Rui toward the new research lab. A mature-looking man in the group cursed angrily, his gaze toward Meng Rui as sharp as a knife, as if he wished he could kill the woman in front of him immediately.
Meng Rui remained silent throughout, leading these people to a newly built small building located at the deepest part of the research institute, and then hesitated for a moment at the door.
"Be careful yourselves."
After watching everyone enter the research institute, Meng Rui hesitated before speaking.
Li Kaixuan couldn't help but curse, "How can we be careful? With so many guns pointed at us, are we even going to bite the bullet and go in?!"
Not far away, the research institute's security personnel, armed with live ammunition, pointed their guns at everyone in the group, making it clear that anyone who refused to comply would be shot on the spot.
"Alright, there's no use saying anything now. At this point, we can only grit our teeth and move forward."
Zhang Zhiguo is an optimist, and he was surprisingly open-minded in this situation.
Anyway, you'll die whether you're outside or here. At this point, it's all about relying on your own abilities and accepting your fate. If you're lucky enough to be the lucky one who survives to the end, then you've risked your life for wealth and status.
Since things have come to this, all you can say is to do your best and leave the rest to fate.
After all 25 people had entered, the heavy electronic door slowly closed.
The entire building had just been renovated, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of decorative paint, causing many people to have tears and snot running down their faces.
Zhang Zhiguo leaned against the wall and fumbled around for a while before finally finding the switch and turning on the light.
When the lights came on, everyone present stopped breathing.
The lobby on the first floor was empty, and bloodstains could be seen everywhere on the white walls on both sides.
Sun Lu walked closer and took a look, then carefully touched the wall. "The wall is newly painted, probably to cover up the old marks from before."
As everyone approached and took a closer look, their spirits instantly plummeted.
Even on the wall that wasn't completely dry, faint pink patches could still be seen – all traces of blood that had dried earlier!
In some places, there are dried bits of meat stuck to the wall, which can be easily removed with a finger after being covered by white paint.
Everyone present looked at each other, their breathing becoming rapid.
It's less like a laboratory and more like a newly renovated slaughterhouse!
"What do we do? Are we just supposed to stay here and wait to die? I don't want to die! I want to go home!"
Under extreme pressure, some people's psychological defenses quickly collapsed.
A young girl in the group with her hair in a high ponytail broke down in tears and sat down on the ground.
Her emotions affected everyone else, and the entire first-floor lobby was shrouded in a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhiguo scratched his head and tried to cheer everyone up, saying, "Don't be so pessimistic. The research institute initially set a target of 20 people. We have 25 people now, which isn't much different from the target. Maybe they'll add more slots tomorrow?"
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