Abnormal Moon

Several petri dishes in the sealed chamber were empty.

But soon, it was filled with new "people".

The creation of something from nothing takes only a few days.

Then, one day.

The "person" in the unassuming petri dish twitched its eyebrows and opened its eyes as if struggling with something.

He woke up on his own without anyone waking him.

His eyes were also filled with confusion.

However, unlike the bewildered "people" who knew nothing, he seemed more astonished at why he was there.

He instinctively struggled in the petri dish, only to have his mouth filled with a semi-transparent solution.

As he struggled, as if they had noticed something amiss in the sealed room, two young men rushed in and took him out of the petri dish.

The two young men looked at each other, exchanging surprised glances.

The "person" was extremely weak, unable to move even a finger, and felt as if their lungs were burning with every breath. Their ears and eyes seemed to have just grown out, making it impossible to hear what they were saying or see the expressions on their faces.

After exchanging words for a while, the two young men made up their minds and then carried him out the door.

"We can't go there!"

Roy witnessed all of this from the side.

Although he desperately wanted to stop what was happening, his words were completely ignored by the group.

He was like a bystander, able to watch helplessly as everything unfolded before his eyes.

Everything around was like a simple hologram, automatically playing back a past event that had occurred somewhere.

The scene changes.

An old man, his body wrapped in bandages and wearing tattered armor, appeared before the three.

"The Einzbern family's artificial human technology is indeed extraordinary. It is said that there are occasional special cases where a person has a self before leaving the 'womb'. Such special cases are usually accompanied by innate special talents. It seems that he is one of them."

"Treat him with care; he is an important experimental subject."

The two young men nodded in agreement and moved him to the laboratory.

From that moment on, he entered hell.

The so-called "careful treatment" does not mean treating him like a master and serving him with great care, but rather keeping him in good condition as much as possible, ensuring he eats and drinks well, and preventing him from getting sick. This kindness is entirely one-sided and does not allow him to refuse. Even if his stomach is painful due to incomplete development and he has no appetite, he must be forced to eat the minimum amount of liquid food. He is absolutely not allowed to make any disobedient moves.

Once he was fully developed, he was placed on a stretcher and wheeled into the laboratory.

As Roy watched this scene, his face gradually turned sinister, his eyes filled with a murderous malice.

The first experiment was a perception experiment.

Leaving aside sight, hearing, and taste, touch also needs to be tested.

Of course, pain was also part of the experiment.

The knife fell, cutting through his skin, slicing through his muscles, and piercing his bone marrow, all to ensure he had the same senses as a normal person.

He screamed in agony on the operating table, but the person performing the surgery ignored his cries and even showed a look of delight.

Having confirmed that he possessed the same sensory abilities as ordinary people, these people began to study his body, examining how his physical tissues differed from those of other androids and normal humans, investigating what kind of aptitude he possessed, and where that aptitude came from.

First, the skin was removed, then the flesh was cut away, then the bone marrow was drilled out, and finally the internal organs were cut open. The pain was even more intense than before.

Magicians have plenty of ways to torture him while keeping him alive.

From the very beginning, he realized that he had come to an extraordinary place. As soon as he left the underground chamber full of petri dishes, he kept his true self hidden, adhering to the principle of doing less and saying less, pretending to be like other androids, taciturn, doing whatever he was told, and never daring to refuse.

He finally broke down when the knife brutally cut through his flesh and bone.

"It hurts! It hurts!"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

"Stop abusing me! I'm a person of reason, just like you. Don't you have even a shred of conscience to do this?!"

Seeing him struggle, cry, and beg for mercy on the testing table, the magicians smiled with satisfaction.

Even their mental state is the same as that of ordinary people.

This android is truly remarkable.

Excellent materials should be given more demanding tasks.

You mean conscience?

The armored old man approached him and let out a cold laugh in his aged voice.

"There are no people with a better conscience than us. Why? Because we want to save this wretched world, eliminate the curse on the whole world, and let humanity return to the peaceful life we ​​once had. Our goal is that great and noble!"

"On the road to saving the world, there will inevitably be sacrifices. You will become the cornerstone of saving the world! That will be your honor. People in the future will remember your contributions, even if it is only in vague and ambiguous words such as 'benefited from the experiment on the unknown android'."

"You should feel fortunate that you are an important experimental subject, unlike other artificial humans and experimental humans who are discarded after two days of research."

To intimidate him, the armored old man led him to an abandoned pool.

Inside lay countless android corpses, some not yet completely dead, clearly still breathing and instinctively struggling, but no one retrieved them, treating them as if they were dead.

Looking closely, one could see not only androids, but also real humans, including a four- or five-year-old child lying quietly, already lifeless.

He knelt on the ground, unable to refuse.

He couldn't even die.

The magician could easily hypnotize him. He had no autonomy and couldn't even kill himself. He could only be kept alive by them and let them ravage his body.

that's it.

He passively endured everything amidst the daily torment.

After a long period of experimentation, the magicians' investigation into him reached a bottleneck.

someday.

When he woke up, everything was pitch black and his face was wrapped in cloth.

His eyes were gouged out.

Chapter 76 Angolan Mainyu

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He overturned the tray on the table and the saline bottle stand by the bed, venting his anger in a fit of rage.

During his long life as a lab rat, he was like a helpless chicken or dog, carried onto the operating table by magicians, enduring completely unreasonable pain. The flames of anger had long been burning in his heart, and resentment was like ink that could not be washed away. Countless negative emotions accumulated in the bottomless pit of his heart.

Until today, with his eyes gouged out, the malice in his heart has finally reached its peak.

"Kill them all! One day, I will wipe you all out, leaving not a single one alive!"

"What a load of bull! You want to save it, huh? Then I'll destroy it!"

"One day, absolutely! One day, absolutely!!"

His features were ferocious and menacing, like a monstrous beast devoid of reason and only knowing how to kill.

A roar resounded in his heart, like a demon emerging from hell.

The surrounding scenery had long since turned completely dark.

After the android's eyes were gouged out, the surroundings turned into darkness, with only his thoughts reaching into this dark space. His evil intentions infected Roy's heart like a curse.

"Clap clap clap!"

Quite suddenly, enthusiastic applause erupted here.

"Wow, what a show!"

As the words were spoken, a dark figure appeared in front of Roy.

His entire body was pitch black; his features, limbs, and even his hair were like black holes, reflecting no light whatsoever. Only a pair of clear, mocking black and white pupils entered Roy's eyes.

He seemed to be amused by that painful past, his eyes filled with a gloating smile.

"That must be your past... Oh dear, your expression is terrifying!"

The shadowy figure's voice was filled with an air of ease and utter frivolity.

Opposite him, Roy's face was filled with a murderous intent that seemed to devour its prey. That murderous intent was so real that it pressed down entirely on the silhouetted black figure, causing Roy to give a silent, dry laugh.

"Hehe, don't misunderstand, I'm not your enemy. On the contrary, I'm here to help you. I'm your ally!"

The dark figure opened its arms, as if feeling a sense of familiarity, and embraced him from the void.

"After all, we've been friends for three whole years, and I know you better than anyone else!"

These words were not a lie.

His words were very sincere.

In fact, he did think so.