Chapter 50 Test Articles

Ever since Wanda saw Rong Huan waking up in the morning with red eyes, she often chatted with Rong Huan intentionally or unintentionally, sharing her past life.

Rong Huan then realized that the brother and sister were captured from Sokovia. They were displaced after the war broke out, their parents were killed by a missile, and their abilities exploded, which was noticed by Hydra.

"It's Tony Stark's fault. He made the weapons and sold them. That's why my mom died!"

Wanda's eyes were filled with hatred and prejudice when she said this. This was a thorn in her heart, and it was revenge that kept her going until now.

Pietro sat next to Wanda, patting his sister's head and trying to reason with her.

"But Wanda, the people we should hate most are those who start wars."

Wanda was completely immersed in her own world. When she heard Pietro say this, tears welled up in her eyes and she questioned him angrily.

"Is he not wrong? Stark Industries sells arms to the whole world. How many innocent people have been killed by those weapons? He is simply a hateful arms dealer!"

Such conversations happen almost every few days. Pietro knows his sister's knot and he wants to try to untie it, but Wanda gets deeper and deeper.

Now revenge has become Wanda's motivation to persevere. Pietro dare not think about what would happen if she lost this motivation. He only has one relative in this world, and he must protect his sister at all costs.

Rong Huan was a quiet listener. She could see that the one who was really supporting the two of them was Pietro. He always remained sober and rational, so that Wanda could have someone to rely on.

Thanks to Wanda's careful guidance, Rong Huan has not been troubled by insomnia recently. The relationship between the two girls, who are not much different in real age, has quickly become closer, and they get together to chat and talk every day.

Time flies, Rong Huan has been here for more than half a month. Just when she finally adapted to the environment, reality hits her hard.

Rong Huan noticed something was wrong early this morning. The room where she usually heard voices was now silent, as if no one had ever lived there. Pietro also kept his head down abnormally.

Rong Huan was puzzled. Usually Pietro could talk from morning till night, so why didn't he open his mouth today?

Before she could figure it out, she heard the sound of high heels and a woman's cold voice in the corridor.

"I need to select a few experimental products to test today. Give me the list."

Then the crying and pleading of the child, accompanied by the man's angry curses, filled the entire corridor.

Rong Huan's face darkened, and she immediately understood that they were trying to use the children as experiments!

She had not expected that these people would conduct human experiments so blatantly. She clenched her fists and the anger in her heart burst out.

The woman quickly walked to their room and saw the little girl staring at her intently, flipping through the list in her hand with interest.

Seeing the words "Ge Tan" written on it, I remembered that this was the child who seemed to have healing powers that Rumlow mentioned to the Baron when he returned from his mission.

Healing abilities are valuable wherever they are. If they can be developed to their full potential, they might be able to be used in wars, which would significantly reduce losses for the organization.

Thinking of this, the woman pointed at Rong Huan and said to the assistant behind her,

"That's her. Take this test sample to the lab and I'll monitor the data myself."

The assistant nodded, then opened the iron gate and was about to grab Rong Huan's arm.

Wanda looked at Rong Huan nervously, and Pietro was even going to attack the assistant. They knew exactly what this experiment was. Rong Huan was just a child, how could she bear it? !

But Rong Huan suddenly looked at them, shook her head slightly, signaling the two not to act rashly, and then cooperated and was taken away by the assistant, leaving the brother and sister anxiously looking at her back.

Rong Huan followed the assistant with her head down, looking at the walls on both sides. She could guess what Wanda and Pietro had experienced, so she didn't want them to be punished.

As for this broken organization, Rong Huan's eyes turned cold. Sooner or later, she would blow this place to pieces and scatter the ashes of those people!

Rong Huan turned several corners and entered the laboratory the woman mentioned, and was firmly chained to the laboratory table.

Soon a woman in a white coat came in, looked at Rong Huan lying on the table, nodded,

"Hello, Subject 78."

When Rong Huan heard this title, she got goosebumps all over her body. Was she called No. 78 because there were 77 people ahead of her?

The woman chuckled, with contempt in her eyes.

"Because there are 77 people who survived the experiment, and you are the 78th."

Rong Huan felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head. She was very sure that she had not said it at all. How did this woman know it?!

"I can read anyone's inner thoughts. This is my ability, or more precisely, an ability I got from a test subject."

The woman slowly debugged the data and explained "kindly".

Rong Huan was completely frozen. How could one acquire the innate abilities of a mutant? The answer was self-evident.

Her eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and she yelled at the woman.

"You lunatic, aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

The woman seemed to have heard a great joke. She approached Rong Huan, patted her face, and looked at her wildly.

"Retribution? I don't believe in that. You mutants are only harming the world. What I'm doing is right! The organization will rule the earth, and I will be a great contributor! Long live Hydra!!"

The woman kept saying "Long live the Hydra" like a loyal believer, and then connected the instrument to Rong Huan.

The assistant came in with a tray filled with various needles.

He said respectfully,

"Dr. Roy, we're ready."

The woman, Dr. Roy, nodded and watched the assistant insert the largest needle into Rong Huan's arm, feeling a twisted sense of pleasure in her heart.

Rong Huan was tied up, and her arm was in great pain. She watched the medicine in the syringe slowly decrease, and she couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck, it hurts so much, you are all a bunch of psychopaths! Crazy! Sooner or later, your ashes will be scattered all over the place!"

As one tube of medicine after another was injected into her body, Rong Huan felt as if every nerve in her body was clamoring as if it was about to explode.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her skirt was soaked, and her hands were shaking.

Rong Huan bit her lips tightly, unwilling to shout in front of Dr. Roy. Soon her lips became bloody and her mouth was filled with the taste of rust.

Dr. Roy found it boring, so he told his assistant to record the data and went to observe other experimental subjects.

Rong Huan looked at the ceiling. The pain in her body had obviously become numb, but it still eroded her all the time. Gradually, Rong Huan's consciousness began to blur, and many black and gray mosaics appeared in front of her eyes.

At the same time, the instrument that monitors Rong Huan's physical condition at all times sounds an alarm, reminding the assistant that Rong Huan is on the verge of shock. He steps forward and turns on a button, and the medicine flows into Rong Huan's body through a transparent pipe.

Rong Huan only felt that her body became light and her soul was about to leave her body. She thought with relief that she was finally free from the pain, but the next moment the severe pain came again, even more violent than before.