Chapter 91: Both are fallen people from the end of the world
Although China's current strength is improving rapidly.
But if you can know the information about the monster in advance, you can prepare early and be more confident.
The beginning of the third round of trials.
The United States discovered the secret of the advent of the Zhu Jian race in advance.
"Wait a minute, Zhu Jian race...I almost forgot about him."
Yang Mo patted his forehead and suddenly thought of someone.
……
Institute.
Exclusive prison.
door.
Several researchers looked around the room reluctantly.
He said to Yang Mo: "Dean, we have already detained the person you want. After you finish interrogating him, remember to return it to us."
The corner of Yang Mo's mouth twitched a few times.
Later.
Entered this airtight prison specially built for imprisoning Zhu Jian.
I saw a scene where a young man was tightly bound by eighteen alloy chains.
His whole body.
"Injuries" caused by research and experimentation are everywhere.
Even a kidney was lost by the researchers.
It looked extremely miserable.
"Isn't it time to get off work? What else do you want to do?!"
The young man realized that someone had walked in and roared at Yang Mo.
In the pupils.
Full of anger and grievance.
"Ahem, I won't do research today."
Yang Mo touched his nose and said with a strange expression: "I'll ask you a few questions. If you answer them truthfully, you will have a day off tomorrow."
The words have not yet finished.
The young man changed his arrogant and violent attitude and said with a smile: "You ask, as long as I know, I will cooperate with you."
Yang Mo looked at him deeply.
I vaguely remember.
When I first caught this monster, he was unruly, violent and perverse.
I didn’t expect it would only be one month.
The edges and corners have been smoothed by society, so we cooperate.
“What is your name?”
He pondered slightly and spoke slowly.
“Shi Jian.”
The young man answered without any hesitation.
“Your surname is Shi?”
Yang Mo half-squinted his eyes.
"My real surname is Shi..."
The young man felt Yang Mo's gaze, his heart trembled, and he said quickly.
"Where are your Jian clan located, and how far are you from the earth?"
Yang Mo was silent for a moment and asked another question.
At the same time.
Observe Shi Jian's reaction carefully.
Before.
He interrogated Shi Jian several times, wanting to know how he came to earth.
But...
That seemed to involve the core secret of the Civilization Trial, which caused him to suffer tremendous mental pressure and did not dare to speak out.
therefore.
This time he simply changed the question and bypassed the civilization test.
“We are in the demon world.”
Shi Jian seemed to have chosen to accept his fate and said honestly: “To be honest, I don’t know how far away from the earth it is.”
"In the demon world, do all demon clans live together?"
Yang Mo thought.
"No."
Shi Jian sighed and explained: "The demon world is divided into twelve regions. Our clan is relatively weak and is located at the end of the world with the least resources and the thinnest energy in the world. Domain."
"Then do you know which race will come in the next round of trials?"
Yang Mo silently remembered this information and asked the next question.
"I don't know about this."
Yang Mo raised his eyebrows.
Shi Jian suddenly felt a chill rush into his heart, and said bitterly: "I really don't know, I'm just an ordinary demon clan, and I can't come into contact with these things without any background."< br>
Looking at Shi Jian, he looked aggrieved for a while.
The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched a few times.
He asked instead: "Can ordinary monsters survive being wiped out in our country's [Book of Life and Death]?"
Shi Jian's expression changed slightly.
Simply shut his mouth.
Speak no more.
“It seems that you still prefer working overtime than taking holidays.”
Yang Mo shook his head and walked out of the interrogation room.
Not long after. In Shi Jian's horrified eyes, several demonic researchers walked in.
……
The United States.
Department of Defense.
Secret prison.
“I don’t know, I really don’t know.”
Yan Zhenyue kept rolling on the ground, veins on her forehead popped out, and she let out a painful wail.
Her body is twisted.
Faintly.
To reveal the prototype, the true face of the Qu Ru clan was revealed.
“Minister, we have already given her more than thirty injections.”
A researcher in a white coat looked at Jobs and asked, “Do you want to give her more injections?”< br>
Jobs frowned.
Looking down at Yan Zhenyue, who was wailing in pain, she snorted coldly: "Give you another chance, what kind of monster will come in the fourth round of trials?"
"I really don't know..."< br>
Yan Zhenyue on the ground kept moaning shrilly, obviously suffering great pain.
“Ten more shots.”
With a cold look on his face, Jobs ordered the research institute beside him: “Remember, control the amount, don’t let her die.”
"Yes."
The researcher stepped forward and injected a large amount of "liquid" into Yan Zhenyue's body.
This liquid.
It is the latest drug developed by medical institutions in the United States based on new materials such as blood and hormones in monsters.
It can amplify neural pain sensation ten thousand times.
It didn't take long.
The drug takes effect.
Yan Zhenyue's whole body became more and more distorted, and the screams could not be heard.
“It seems that she really doesn’t know.”
Jobs frowned slightly, a little disappointed.
Subsequently.
Leaved the prison.
"I told you a long time ago that I don't know..."
The struggling Yan Zhenyue looked at the leaving figures of Jobs and her heart, filled with sadness and aggrievedness.
Physical torture.
Far less than the regret in her heart.
I knew it would be like this.
When I escaped from China, I should have gone to the Sakura Country, not the American Country.
This American...
Not human at all.
He injected her with strange things every day, tortured her crazily, and even asked her questions she didn't know.
Can she know this?
"Cousin? Cousin?"
At this moment, a wave of fluctuation came from the void.
Yan Zhenyue's expression perked up.
He held his body in pain, glanced at the camera in the corner, and also used the secret technique of race.
Soon.
Then he connected with the source of this fluctuation.
"Cousin, he... uh... they are not human... um..."
She cried to the other party with grief and anger.
Trapped in an American prison for so long, her only solace was to be able to communicate with her cousin using racial secrets.
"What's wrong with you?"
On the other side of the secret method, there was some confusion: "Why are you still making strange sounds...ah...hiss...oh..."
"Americans... give me an injection... um... the effect of the medicine hasn't worn off yet..."
Yan Zhenyue's face turned red, and she forced herself to explain: "Wait, where are you... …Why are there strange sounds?”
She just asked this question.
On the other end, there seemed to be some silence.
After a while.
Then he gritted his teeth and said: "Huaxia, you just forced me to work overtime."
"Work overtime? Cousin, aren't you in jail? Why are you still working within Huaxia? ”
Yan Zhenyue was stunned for a moment and asked excitedly.
Just this sentence.
The opponent seems to have broken through some defenses again.
There was silence for a long time.
With resentment and hatred, he cursed: "Don't worry, China's good days are over!"
"The next round of trials will come to the Eldar race. They are the civilization that has the most restraint on this technology. Whether it is China or the United States, they are all doomed!"
"Let us endure the humiliation first, don't disobey them, be patient Waiting for the arrival of the Eldar!"
Hear this.
A glimmer of hope finally appeared on Yan Zhenyue's desperate face.
Well, I have something to do today. I will update the next chapter in the evening.
(End of this chapter)