"Is this...breeding mutants in captivity, or an experiment?"
As a member of the [Godslayer] team who had taken on countless missions, Mengyuan was clearly not frightened, but rather extremely shocked.
This mutant could be either kept by the Light God Society or infiltrated into the Star God Building.
But they absolutely cannot be kept under the control of the Star God Group!
Because this completely conflicts with the Night Star's overall ideology of eliminating alien species!
To put it bluntly, it's a betrayal of the Night Star Organization.
"However... if it's for an experiment, it shouldn't cause any problems, right?"
Mengyuan stroked her chin, thinking to herself that if it really was an experiment, there wouldn't be any problems.
"Let me see what secrets this place holds, since we've already come this far."
Mengyuan slung the magic wand back over her shoulder and began investigating the place herself.
At the same time, the Ragdoll cat's big, watery eyes began to contract and become vertical, like a beam of light taking in everything in the dark room and the dream.
"This is really vintage; I've only ever seen these kinds of videotapes on TV."
Mengyuan opened the dusty counter and took out a videotape labeled "Record One" from among many videotapes covered with labels.
"How do I use this?"
Looking at the videotape from afar, I glanced left and right, and finally noticed the old-fashioned television set next to me.
He slid to the side and passed by.
Next to the television was a very old black box, with a slot in the very center just the right size to hold a videotape.
"I think this thing is called... a video recorder."
"It should play when I put it in, right?"
Mengyuan first turned on the power to the television, and then slowly pushed the videotape into the input of the VCR.
As the VCR started up with a buzzing sound, the television screen in front of her first flickered with a blurry image, and then a somewhat blurry image appeared in Mengyuan's eyes.
"It's a success!"
Meng Yuanquan gazed at the scene before him with delight, his eyes filled with pride.
Hera, standing dozens of meters away, could clearly see the images playing on the television.
It was a young man wearing a white lab coat, who looked like a researcher explaining something to the screen.
His background was the same laboratory where everyone was, but it looked newer and simpler, without all the miscellaneous things we have now.
As Hera amplified her hearing, the researchers' voices became increasingly clear.
"Today is the first day of our formal research on the alien species."
"We dissected the body structure of the alien species and discovered a strange phenomenon: the weaker alien species had very complex body structures, while the stronger alien species had simpler body structures."
"Moreover, the vast majority of them are infertile, so I really don't know how they continue to reproduce."
As the explanation continued, several photos of alien species being dissected appeared on the screen.
The video recording abruptly ended.
"It seems pretty ordinary..."
Mengyuan took out the videotape and put it back in [Record 2].
"This is the fifth day of our formal research. We have a general understanding of the alien species' abilities, which seem to come from a strange power."
"The fifth day? I thought it was a videotape day." Mengyuan casually waved her magic wand and conjured a stool to sit down.
"This power comes from nowhere, it feels a bit like the air that humans breathe, it's everywhere."
The young man in the picture is still there, but this time, his face is full of interest.
"What would happen if humanity mastered this power?"
"We've decided to conduct live experiments next time..."
The scene ends.
"What? What kind of live experiment!"
Mengyuan, who had initially shown little interest, suddenly widened her eyes and sat down abruptly from the bench.
But she quickly calmed down, "Living organisms probably refer to different species, how could they possibly use people for experiments?"
Even so, her hands were trembling as she put in the third videotape.
"On the 35th day since the experiment officially began, the number of participants who have died has reached 390..."
The young man's short sentence struck her soul, shattering all her fantasies.
She was like a computer whose brain had crashed, frozen in place as the scene in front of her continued to play.
"We have made absolutely no progress in enabling humans to master the abilities of alien species."
"This species is unlike any other living thing on Earth; it's like an alien."
“We have tried the simplest method to forcibly combine a reproductively capable alien species with a human.”
"But the instinct of the alien species seems to be only to slaughter humans, no matter what method is used."
"We also conducted various transplantation and matching experiments, but all of them failed."
The screen played several shocking photos repeatedly.
The dream, which was already stuck in place, made his heart tremble.
"Ugh... vomit—"
She collapsed to her knees, clutching her stomach, and began to vomit in agony.
She forced herself to get up and went to the wall covered with photos.
When the appalling scene pierced Mengyuan's eyes, she felt a strong sense of nausea again, followed by uncontrollable anger.
"Mind magic... [Calming the mind and calming the spirit]."
The gem on the magic wand emitted a faint, magical light, forcibly suppressing the anger in Meng Yuan's heart.
The girl wearing the magic hat let out a long sigh of relief and put the remaining videotapes in.
It was still the same familiar laboratory, and the same familiar young man, but his face looked extremely haggard, as if he had aged several years.
"Today marks the 139th day since the experiment officially began..."
His voice was extremely weak, as if his life force had been drained away.
"Our experiments have made a substantial breakthrough; we have discovered that humans can also generate that kind of peculiar power."
"However, this power is more like a curse."
A flicker of fear crossed his eyes.
"We found that people who died from the torture of experiments seemed to have an effect on the objects around them after death."
"The resentment our ancestors talked about might be this thing."
"The stronger the resentment and the more people hated us before their death, the greater the impact of this phenomenon will be after their death."
"Some people have already had an impact even before they died."
"Phew... But after these days of research, we have a solution."
His expression began to relax.
Then the unchanging camera began to rotate for the first time, turning to an extremely sloppy room that looked like it had just been chiseled open.
The room was filled with human remains, shrouded in gloom.
As one piece of specially made glass after another covered it, thousands of tragically deceased souls were permanently sealed within.
The gloom surrounding the corpse seemed like a living soul, constantly pounding against the glass as the shadows swayed, yet it never made a sound.
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