Chapter 81 Absolute Force Suppression
In this godforsaken place, dealing with hideous aberrations every day, Number Seven's heart pounded just at the sight of such a beautiful woman. His once-stagnant job suddenly became a joy.
His fingers hesitated several times. This was his first time doing something bad. He was excited but at a loss. "Tell me, is she conscious? Will she have any physiological reaction?"
"No, they're in deep hibernation and don't feel anything." Number Eight, accustomed to seeing his colleagues molesting experimental subjects, had no reaction. He spoke in a cold voice, "You'd better hurry."
Number Seven licked his lips. "Aren't you interested in her? She's so beautiful, if you miss the chance, you'll miss it."
"Not interested." Number Eight had spent more time in the lab than Number Seven and was past the excitement-seeking phase. He focused on examining the subject in front of him. "I'll give you five minutes."
Five minutes was so short. No. 7 no longer hesitated, untied the blue restraint on the subject's wrist, and wanted to pull the person out of the white cloth and pose.
“Beep, beep, beep!”
At this time, the instrument in No. 8's hand issued a "beep beep" alarm.
#Warning! Warning! Experimental subject 78260's cells are rapidly fissioning! #
"Quick!" Number Eight took out a needle and inserted it into the subject's neck. Without even looking up, he said to Number Seven, "Get the tranquilizer from the cabinet."
The tranquilizers in the laboratory are specially developed for experimental subjects and can slow down the rate of cell fission in the experimental subjects.
He pushed the stretcher of 78360 out, and No. 7 took the tranquilizer and stabbed it into the neck of the experimental subject again.
The subject's neck was covered in dense pinhole marks. Number Seven placed the instrument on his forehead. "The fission rate has slowed, but his brain waves are fluctuating violently."
Number Eight: "Send to the observation room."
Number Seven: "Hopefully this guy can make it till dawn. I don't want to be up all night cleaning the house."
The two men pushed the stretcher away quickly, one in front and one behind.
The door clicked shut the next moment.
From the sound of locking, one can guess that this is an extremely heavy iron door.
Jiang He sat up and stared at the blue limiters hanging on both sides of the stretcher.
Number Seven removed the restraints from her hands, but the ones on her ankles were still tied to the sides of the stretcher.
Little A seemed to know what she was thinking and said, "My Queen, the limiter only targets deformed creatures. Non-deformed creatures can be released freely."
Jiang He understood that it was unlikely that she could solve this thing by herself.
After she sat up, she could see the other experimental subjects on the stretchers clearly, and there was no Blue Tiger here.
She asked Xiao A, "Do you know what cell fission is?"
[After being injected with the genetic fluid of the mutant, the cells will first undergo fission. Similar to the deformation, if the fission rate is too fast, the human body will not be able to withstand it and will explode. Drug intervention can control the fission rate.]
Little A reminded again, [My Queen, number seven has returned]
After Jiang He failed in his attempt to pry open the blue ring limiter, he immediately lay down on the stretcher after hearing Xiao A's reminder.
The other test subjects have not been tested yet. No. 8 is observing test subject 78306, while No. 7 is testing the remaining test subjects again.
He opened the door to avoid being disturbed again, and completed the routine tests on all the experimental subjects before standing in front of Jiang He's stretcher.
His fingers traced the other person's eyebrows, eyes and skin in the air, which was really beautiful.
With a face like that, her body must be so perfect.
It would be great if I could take the baby home and hold him while sleeping every day.
He felt regretful and reached out to lift the white cloth off the other person's body.
Jiang He grabbed No. 7's hands and broke them the moment he grabbed the white cloth, and quickly dislocated his jaw before he could scream.
Number Seven's scream was caught in his throat, and his saliva was flowing.
Ignoring No. 7's frightened look, Jiang He pulled his hand to untie the blue restrictor on his feet, then stripped off No. 7's coat and put it on himself.
She was tall and thin, and the other person's clothes were a little big for her, but it was better than not wearing anything.
After doing all this, Jiang He threw Number Seven on the stretcher and checked the high-tech equipment on him.
[The bracelet can make calls, but it has biometric recognition and is bound to the other party, so you cannot use it]
These staff members did not carry any firearms, only wristbands that connected to each other. The wristbands looked like an advanced version of the wristbands used by prisoners in training camps.
Jiang He took the small scanner that No. 7 had just used to examine the experimental subject, and placed it on the subject's forehead, imitating No. 7's behavior.
Data flashed rapidly on the scanner screen, and soon the data on the screen became fixed.
Subject 78065:
Day 37 of deep hibernation
Cell fission: in progress
Distortion speed: normal speed
Past injection records: Aberrant gene fluid, Aberrant □□, Aberrant blood
The deformed object has been detected to be of plant nature
Predicted fusion success rate 4%
The probability of consciousness being devoured by the aberration is predicted to be 98%.
After two days, the body data reaches the best and catalytic experiments can be carried out
…
The instrument revealed too much information. Jiang He tested all the experimental subjects and found the data to be roughly the same. She then placed the instrument on her own forehead.
Subject 79978
First day of deep sleep
Cell fission rate: None
Distortion speed: None
Past injection records: Three injections of mutant gene fluid (the injection volume is too large, it is recommended to check the situation every hour to prevent sudden explosion)
The properties of the deformed object have not been detected yet.
Predicted fusion success rate 0%
Predicted chance of being swallowed by aberrations: 0%
Excellent physical data
Jiang He discovered that there was a huge gap between her physical data and that of other experimental subjects. The deformed properties of other experimental subjects could be detected, and there was more or less a success rate, unlike her, whose success rate was 0.
Maybe it has something to do with the mutant gene fluid she was injected with on the first day.
After studying the detector, Jiang He turned his head and looked at No. 7, who was drooling because his jaw joint was dislocated.
When the other person met Jiang He's gaze, his expression suddenly became horrified and frightened.
He was in so much pain that his whole body was shaking as if it was about to fall apart, and tears, snot and saliva mixed together to form a large puddle.
Noticing Jiang He's gaze, he shrank his body and tried to distance himself from Jiang He.
Jiang He: "I ask you questions and you answer them. Don't play tricks and I won't kill you."
Number Seven nodded hurriedly.
Jiang He fixed his jaw joint and asked him, "How long can you stay here?"
Number Seven realized that Number Eight had woken up when he and Number Eight first came in and had been eavesdropping on their conversation, which was why he asked that question. He subconsciously glanced at the time on his wristband and said, "It can't be more than ten minutes. Still, five more minutes."
Jiang He, "What about more than ten minutes?"
Number Seven was stripped naked and strapped to a stretcher. The other party stared down at him, their sharp eyes like a knife on his neck, making him afraid to even breathe. "The door will automatically lock. Security will arrive in three minutes. Once they confirm there's nothing wrong, the door will reopen."
Jiang He, "How many security guards are on duty at night?"
"One." Number Seven swallowed, "One is enough."
Jiang He: "When is my catalysis experiment?"
"The database doesn't show the time your catalytic experiment was conducted, and we don't know it either." Number Seven, fearing Jiang He wouldn't believe him, continued, "The catalytic time for each subject is calculated and compared against the database. We can't adjust it manually."
Jiang He: "Tell me the location of each area of the laboratory."
Number Seven nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you everything. Please don't kill me."
The laboratory is very large, and Jiang He is currently only in the "hibernation room" at the entrance. There are ten such hibernation rooms.
Inside the hibernation room is the observation room, and all experimental subjects whose division speed increases will be pushed into the observation room.
"The observation room leads to the catalysis room, but we can't go in there," said Number Seven. "We're only responsible for the dormancy room and the observation room. When the experimental subjects in the observation room reach their optimal catalysis time, they'll be wheeled away by colleagues in charge of the catalysis room."
Seeing Jiang He's bad face, Number Seven seemed very dissatisfied with his answer. He was trembling with fear and said quickly, as if to make amends, "The security guards will record us if they see us talking to people from other areas. We have never communicated with the staff in the catalyst room..."
Jiang He interrupted him, "Have you met Mr. Chen?"
Number Seven's pupils suddenly contracted.
He weakly corrected Jiang He: "Mr. Chen hates being called old the most. Please don't say that again."
Jiang He realized that this was the first trap set by the warden for her.
"I met him when I first joined." Number Seven spoke of Mr. Chen in a timid voice, afraid of being overheard. "Every new employee is personally interviewed by Mr. Chen at the end of their employment. Mr. Chen is a very kind scholar, and everyone likes him very much."
There are only thirty seconds left.
Jiang He grabbed No. 7's shoulders and dislocated his jaw again.
Lifting him from the stretcher, he stood in front of the door and said, "Open the door! If you don't want to die, don't even think about it."
Jiang He added coldly, "It's hard for me to die, but it's easy to kill you."
A guy who was injected with three doses of genetic fluid and could wake up from a deep sleep, No. 7 absolutely believed that her words were true.
After the pupil scan and recognition, the heavy door opened with a click.
"Why is it taking so long..." Number Eight was standing outside the door. He was about to press the alarm button on his wrist when he saw Jiang He. However, Jiang He was faster than him and chopped the back of his head, knocking him unconscious.
Jiang He carried the two people back into the hibernation room.
She made No. 7 wear No. 8's clothes, tied No. 8 to her stretcher, and then went out with No. 7.
Number Seven's jaw and hands had been reattached, but the recurring pain had left him pale and bloodless. He resisted the urge to collapse to the ground, crying, "He came earlier than me and knows more. Why didn't you come with him?"
Of course, compared to number eight, number seven is easier to control, and is also the one she wants to repeatedly destroy. She responded expressionlessly, "I like you."
Frightened Number 7:? Huh?
Jiang He: "When does the security patrol?"
"Security guards don't patrol, they only show up when something happens." Because of Jiang He's words, No. 7's painful body seemed to be healed, and he was inexplicably not so scared anymore.
He straightened his clothes and comforted Jiang He, "If you just stay here and don't trigger the alarm, the security guards won't show up and you won't be in any danger."
He almost said, "Don't be afraid."
Jiang He noticed the change in his attitude, but he didn't bother to understand how this guy's train of thought worked. He would just kill him if he dared to make trouble.
Under the absolute suppression of force, she was not afraid of any tricks from the other party.
Under the leadership of No. 7, they checked all the other dormitories.
Number Seven asked her, "Are you looking for someone?"
"My friend was just sent in two days ago."
"Aren't the prisoners in the training camp all enemies? How could there be any friends?" Seeing that the other party wasn't going to respond, Number Seven tactfully stopped asking and said, "Many experimental subjects are sent in here every day. Some die right after they arrive because they can't withstand the genetic fluid explosion."
Lan Hu was not found in the hibernation room, so Jiang He asked No. 7 to take him to the observation room.
"The observation room is very dangerous," said Number Seven, a little timidly. "People from the catalysis room often go there to pick up people. What if you run into them?"
Jiang He: "You handle this matter."
Solve it? He wasn't as good at fighting as she was. If he really started a fight with the people in the catalysis room, it would alert the security guards. Besides, the staff in the catalysis room were higher-ranking than him...
Number Seven opened his mouth, feeling somewhat dazed. He always felt as if he had betrayed her. He actually followed her words and thought about what he should do to avoid exposing the two of them after meeting the people from the Catalysis Room.
The observation room was at the end of the corridor. Before arriving, Jiang He continued to ask Number 7, "Where does Mr. Chen live?"
Number Seven shook his head, "I don't know."
"Mr. Chen is devoted to research and spends most of his time living in the laboratory, but I don't know where exactly he lives."
He added, "Do you want to ask Mr. Chen to let you go? But it's not that easy to see him. Besides, Mr. Chen is different from us. He only cares about research."
Jiang He: "How can I see him?"
Number Seven thought anxiously, "There's nothing I can do, unless he wants to see you."
We've arrived at the observation room.
The observation rooms are small glass rooms with a stretcher in each room.
Number Seven led Jiang He through the corridor between the glass rooms and said to her, "The experimental subjects who enter the observation room are in a very unstable state and are particularly prone to self-destruction."
That's why they are separated by glass.
Jiang He looked at the test subjects and asked, "They won't wake up?"
"Basically not," said Number Seven, "but there are exceptions."
He secretly glanced at Jiang He, who was the extremely special exception.
Seeing the other party's puzzled look, Number Seven quickly gathered his thoughts and continued, "Even if he wakes up, he can't leave the stretcher because of the restraint."
Jiang He stopped in front of one of the glass rooms. Number Seven observed his expression and asked, "Is this your friend?"
Jiang He stared at Qiu Fei's face in the glass room.
She remembered Yao Leng telling her that Qiu Fei was dead.
After the new training camp was built, Qiu Fei and the team members who were on the mission with him all disappeared. Later, their numbers turned gray and they died.
She turned to look at Number Seven: "After entering the lab, the prisoners' bracelets will turn gray?"
Number Seven nodded: "Yes, yes."
After all, entering the training camp is basically the same as death.
His response seemed so natural that Jiang He subconsciously looked at her bracelet.
Her bracelet seemed to be out of battery, the screen was black and there was no response, even the watch function for telling time was gone.
Seeing her expression as cold as ice, Number Seven said cautiously, "Well, even if this bracelet goes out, it won't be a problem for you. After all, the test subjects won't need it in the lab."
"Yes." Jiang He gritted his teeth, "I have more than 13 million points in my bracelet."
"Over 13 million points?" Number 7 stared at her in shock. "Are you sure? How can there be so many points?"
Isn’t it more than 1,300?
How is it possible that a prisoner’s points are over 10 million!
Jiang He also couldn't understand why she had so many points. She used to think it was a system glitch, until she sneaked into the Evil Abyss Forum as a visitor and saw a post about how many points Baba had today. Only then did she realize that almost all of her points were earned from tips.
"How could it be so much?" Poverty limited No. 7's imagination. He subconsciously raised his wrist to look at his bracelet. The points were 4,500, and he confirmed that there was no extra zero.
"I just got paid four thousand five hundred," he muttered. "How can those guys who give rewards to prisoners be so cruel?"
If these points could be given to him, many people would become rich instantly!
At this moment, even he was heartbroken because the other party's bracelet had gone out.
So many points will definitely be embezzled silently by someone.
Suddenly, a green light flashed above the glass room.
"His catalysis time has come." Number Seven subconsciously pulled Jiang He's arm, "Hurry up, hurry up, the people from the catalysis room will be here soon."
The green light is flashing in Qiu Fei's glass room. What will happen if he is pulled into the catalyst room?
Jiang He didn't know what was going on, but she knew it wasn't a good thing. It was probably the same as forcing something to grow. She dodged Number Seven's hand and said coldly, "I want to go into the catalyst room."
Number Seven stared at her in shock. "No, no, if we're discovered, I'll be dead, and you'll be dead too."
Jiang He glanced at him. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to say: I will definitely kill you before I die.
On duty in the catalysis room tonight are No. 2 and No. 9. The work here in the laboratory is very humane, and one night shift allows for three days of rest.
However, Number Two had been obsessed with games recently, playing them all day without sleeping. When he saw the green light flashing, he yawned and stood up, saying impatiently, "Why is there always a test subject catalysis during every night shift? Our luck is so bad."
Number Nine said diligently, "I'll go, you take a rest."
Number Two yawned again, nodded, and sat still in his chair. "Well, that's fine. Thanks. I'll treat you to some sweet cakes after get off work. There's a new breakfast shop in South City, and the sweet cakes made by the old man are delicious."
Number Nine: "Okay, I have a friend who wants to meet you. Ask him to bring two bottles of wine."
Number Two didn't refuse, but when Number Nine left, he stared at the other's back with disdain.
Number Nine has a relative outside who uses his connections to try to get someone into the laboratory to work, but this place is not open to everyone.
Number Nine walked into the observation room and saw the two staff members in the observation room at a glance.
Staff are divided into levels within the laboratory.
The employees in the hibernation room and the observation room were at the bottom of the social ladder. Number Nine frowned and stared at the two staff members with displeasure.
Under normal circumstances, the two staff members should have left quickly when the green light in the observation room flashed.
Jiang He walked towards Number Nine. Number Seven was shocked to see her careless behavior. He hurriedly walked up to Number Nine and said, "Hello, it's like this. We just sent a test subject in, but we couldn't get to it in time..."
Number Nine stared at him coldly, looking displeased. "Shut up and leave now."
He, who considered himself to be a level above others, was too lazy to even talk to such people.
He didn't want to attract security.
"Okay, okay, let's go now."
As soon as Number Seven finished speaking, Jiang He walked behind Number Nine and knocked him unconscious with a knife.
Before Number Nine fell to the ground, she grabbed him and placed him on Qiu Fei's stretcher.
Seeing that she was about to take the experimental subject off the stretcher, Number Seven hurriedly reminded her, "He needs to be sent to the catalyst room. If he stays here, he will explode and die soon."
Jiang He: "Tranquilizer, give him an injection."
Number Seven gestured for her to look at Qiu Fei's neck. "The sedatives are no longer effective for these experimental subjects sent to the observation room."
Qiu Fei's neck was covered with dense marks, all of which were traces left by the thick needle holes of the tranquilizer.
Jiang He looked at the experimental subjects in the glass room next to him. Their necks were also covered with dense holes.
Number Seven originally thought that the other party would question his words, but he didn't even respond. Instead, he took off Number Nine's clothes and put them on himself.
He asked curiously: "You..."
Jiang He straightened his clothes and interrupted him, "What precautions should be taken in the catalytic room?"
Number Seven knew she was going to repeat her old tricks, impersonating a staff member and going to the catalyst room. This woman was so bold, and so ruthless, his jaw still ached.
He didn't dare to disobey and could only respond weakly.
"I've never been to the Catalysis Room. I know nothing about it, and you'd better not go there. If security finds you, you'll die. You really will die. I'm not kidding."
Jiang He nodded to show that he understood.
Seeing that she seemed to have listened to him, Number Seven breathed a sigh of relief, "Just stay here..."
The next moment Jiang He slashed at him with a knife.
Number Seven fell limply to the ground.
Jiang He ignored Number Seven who had fainted on the ground. She folded Number Nine on Qiu Fei, put on a mask, and walked towards the catalyst room.
The electronic door of the catalyst room also requires facial pupil recognition.
Jiang He picked up Number Nine and lifted his eyelids. She didn't throw Number Nine to the ground until the door opened with a beep.
Whether it is the catalyst room or the observation room, they all have white walls, white ceilings, and white floors, and are spotless and mirror-clear.
Jiang He pushed Qiu Fei through the long corridor and saw a staff member taking a nap on a chair in front of him.
The stretcher rolled silently on the ground, and her footsteps were equally light and slow until she reached the man. He suddenly woke up from a nap, saw the stretcher, rubbed his eyes, and said, "You're back? Pretty quick."
When he wasn't looking at her, Jiang He quickly stepped forward and dislocated his jaw and wrist joints.
These researchers had almost no fighting power, mainly because Jiang He was too fast and did not give the other party any time to react. When the huge pain overwhelmed No. 2, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to howl but was unable to do so.
Jiang He grabbed his shoulders and stared at him coldly, "Cooperate with me and I'll let you live. Otherwise, with my speed, I'll definitely kill you before the security arrives."
This worked for No. 7 and No. 2 as well. The other person was in so much pain that tears and snot were flying, and he nodded repeatedly with his hands hanging down.
Jiang He pushed the stretcher and, led by No. 2, walked a little further. At both ends of the corridor were transparent glass rooms, which were larger than the glass rooms in the observation room. This was because the experimental subjects inside were no longer lying on stretchers. They were like little white mice kept in the glass rooms, sitting or lying, sleeping with their eyes closed, or staring blankly at the glass with their eyes open.
The glass was very thick, and most of the test subjects in the glass room were half human and half deformed, while some were completely deformed and had no human shape at all.
Suddenly, when Jiang He passed by, the experimental subject in one of the glass rooms suddenly pounced on the glass and slammed it hard.
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