Thinking of this, Sidney squatted down and patted Fiennes's cheek.
Then he nodded with satisfaction. The other person's body temperature was the same as he expected.
His inner guess was finally confirmed, and Sidney gave Shalin an affirmative look.
Shalin nodded and reassured him with his eyes.
Although it was unclear what the two exchanged, Fiennes became increasingly panicked.
He couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"
He was fed up with this kind of life where he knew nothing and was teased by others!
It was like this in Renchu Town, and it is like this again now!
Fiennes stared into Sidney's eyes, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of it.
"What did you mean by that? If you're not studying the lizard monster, why did you capture me?!"
Since being soft didn't work, he decided to break off relations completely.
His eyes seemed to be filled with poison, as if he wanted to chew and swallow all the people present alive.
He said viciously.
"You will definitely pay the price for what you did today!"
Unfortunately, under the dual control of the lizard man and the guards, only Fiennes' mouth could move.
Under the absolute suppression of power, no one will get angry because of ants.
Hearing the harsh words that Fiennes said, Sidney suddenly felt a surge of evil interest in his heart.
"etc."
He raised his hand to stop the guard from putting the gag on him, and bent down to look at him with pity.
"Colonel Fiennes, don't you understand?"
"You are not the only choice of the Canterlot High Judge, but you are our only choice. You are the only one who is currently qualified to be my experimental subject."
Fiennes' mind went blank and his voice seemed to be strangled.
After a while, he followed his heart and asked, "Why?"
How could he deserve the favor of the most respected director of the Genetic Research Institute in America?
"Why?"
Sidney repeated his words, but did not rush to reply immediately.
Instead, his gaze shifted back to Fiennes' right leg.
He took out rubber gloves from his white coat and put them on. With a little force, he pulled out a needle.
It was the two tranquilizer shots the guards fired at Fiennes at the beginning.
One of them did not fall off Fiennes' legs even after running continuously.
"The anesthetic inside is my latest research. One dose is enough to anesthetize a lizard man in his prime."
"And you, after being shot twice, are still alive and kicking, your movements unaffected at all. Do you know what this means?"
Sidney's voice was neither hurried nor slow, like a teacher giving a lecture.
Of course, Finns, who was feeling the pressure from the opponent head-on, obviously didn't think so.
He finally understood why everyone disliked dealing with this talented researcher.
Sidney felt as if he were being stared at by a poisonous snake.
The other side could clearly inject venom directly into his throat.
But she chose to slowly tighten her body, suffocating him bit by bit.
He asked in a hoarse voice after a few minutes.
"What does it mean?"
"It means you're dead."
Sidney spoke briskly, as if he couldn't wait to see the other person's reaction.
"Buzz—"
There seemed to be a buzzing sound in Fiennes' ears, but it also seemed like there was nothing.
His soul seemed to be sublimated, and he watched the farce in front of him from a third-party perspective.
How could he be dead?
Fiennes' eyes were dull, and he heard himself trying to refute it.
"Impossible, how come I don't know whether I'm dead or not?"
"I don't have any signs of poisoning or any wounds on my body! How could I be dead?"
"If you don't want to tell me the reason, then forget it. There's no need to make fun of me!"
He felt his voice becoming more and more trembling, but he still stubbornly said everything.
"What a poor joke, Director Sidney, the famous 'Life Doctor'."
His voice was getting lower and lower, and I couldn't tell whether he was refuting others or convincing himself.
Sidney sighed, with a terrifying tenderness in his eyes, as if he were looking at a fussy child.
He became his most important experimental subject for a long time afterwards.
He doesn't mind telling the other person the truth in order to enhance their relationship.
This will make subsequent experiments go more smoothly.
"Whatever the truth is, trust Colonel Fiennes, no, Ghost General Subject 001."
Sidney's tone changed, and he looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"You've sensed something's wrong, haven't you?"
The difference between the dead and the living is huge. For example, the dead don't feel tired, don't feel pain, and don't have physiological needs...
The other party is just deceiving himself.
Sidney had been waiting outside the office door and saw the whole process of Fiennes' escape.
Just now, the other party's staggering after being hit by the tranquilizer gun was also fake.
The human brain is an amazing thing.
After deceiving himself that he is a normal person, he can really imitate the reactions of a living person very realistically.
What a pity...
Sidney noticed a clear liquid flowing out of the wound after he pulled the needle out of Fiennes' leg.
As a product he developed himself, he is very familiar with it.
That's a high concentration of anesthetic.
The other party can't even maintain basic blood circulation.
Sidney was really curious about where the energy consumed by the other party's speaking and actions came from.
But sometimes, the brain ignores troublesome reactions.
For example, Fiennes is now being crushed like a mountain by several lizardmen.
Logically, you would feel suffocated, or even have difficulty breathing.
But the other party was fine and was able to communicate with full emotions...
Sidney smiled with narrowed eyes.
He is now becoming more and more interested in Fiennes.
"It is said that when most people emerged from the haunted den called 'Renchu Town,' they vomited black blood."
"Because they pretend to obey the devil, they are controlled by him without knowing it."
"And 001, the report says you voluntarily joined the devil's camp. Did you vomit black blood after you got out?"
In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all.
Fiennes did not mention anything about black blood or control in his report.
It was enough for everyone present to guess the answer.
Under Sidney's gaze, Fiennes was numb with fear.
His mind was racing with thoughts of why he was different from the others.
Then focus your attention on the glass tank behind Sidney.
"It's the 'transformation' ceremony!"
"Great answer!" Sidney applauded. "Congratulations on getting it right."
Fiennes should be thankful that the so-called "transmigration" ceremony was not completed.
Otherwise, he would have probably died in there like the twenty-five lizardmen.
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