"Auntie Pamela, please pour me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty."

"Aunt Pamela, hand me my painkiller, too."

"Aunt Pamela, can I change the quilt? This quilt is dirty and I have a cleanliness obsession."

Roger, sitting on the bed, yelled around, and Pamela was in this room, serving him tea and water, and then giving him medicine and running errands. Her heart was so angry that she almost exploded. Her face had to pretend to be breeze.￥f,

What made her angry was that Roger always took the word "aunt" very seriously, deliberately highlighting the ruthless fact that she was not young no matter how graceful she was, which made Pamela, who was once a "heartthrob" and now is not much short of her now, was very crazy.

She said to the doctor outside the door with a gorgeous face: "Xiao Liu, bring this little kid a quilt."

"No, I don't use anything that men touched, and I don't use something that ugly women touched."

As he said that, his thief eyes stared at Pamela.

This little devil has made up his mind to mess with him.

She forced a smile, walked to Roger, squatted down and lowered her voice, "Little kid, be careful, this is my territory, I have a hundred ways to keep you here."

"Ah, it hurts so much, Luo Jue, I want to change the ward, I want to change the ward," Roger started to scream before she finished speaking.

Luo Jue, who was next door, coughing low, not knowing whether to warn Pamela or to signal Roger not to make trouble anymore.

But Pamela immediately stood up and opened the door without saying a word to bring him a quilt.

"It's so upset", Roger glanced at her back and said.

Pamela, who was outside the door, almost fell to the ground with a fight, kicked her high heels and walked to the ground. She thought this little devil cursed from head to toe.

Then Roger whistled leisurely and leaned against the head of the bed.

He had been in the poison hall for five days, and had been lying in the intensive ward for three days. Pamela and others had a thorough emergency treatment before completely removing the Black Death virus from his body.

Then he learned from Luo Jue that the origin of his Black Death was that how could a vengeful person like him easily let Pamela go, the culprit?

Roger whistled and looked at the ceiling, feeling the flow of source power in his body. After the God of Death left his body, his source power inevitably became weak. But it was still above the limit.

Losing the Death Cloak and Death Scythe, his strength inevitably declined a bit.

"Well, it's good, when you have a cloak and a sickle, you use less puppet technique than before. It's time to return to puppet technique."

Roger murmured.

At the same time, Luo Jue from the laboratory next door was investigating a body.

An old man's body with only half a face was lying quietly in a specially made glassware, and the half-open lid was covered with cold air.

Next to the vessel is a cabinet. There are several small bottles on the cabinet, which are the blood, skin, hair, and the intercepted fingers, part of the brain and heart extracted from the corpse.

These are the parts that Pamela believes are of great research value.

This corpse is the Blood Ancestor.

Although Luo Jue had already guessed that the blood ancestor's corpse fell into Pamila's hands, he did not expect that the Poison Hall had already studied his corpse to a terrible level.

Behind him were a bunch of iron racks, and there were incomplete corpses on the bed. All of them looked like Blood Ancestor. Half face, sharp claws, and a slightly hunched upper body.

"The Black Death virus has been injected, and muscle fluid has been injected. Blood is extracted from the body, and experiments are conducted on those lower corpses to test the specific spread rate and muscle strength of the virus."

A man wearing a long black jacket and a mask put down the syringe in his hand and made a record with paper and pen.

Another pharmacist came to collect samples with a syringe and a glass bottle.

Luo Jue also wore white gloves and masks to fiddle with the seed corpses next to him. These so-called seed corpses are actually imitations of the corpses of the Blood Ancestor. They were first cut off half of their skin, and then their blood from the Blood Ancestor was injected into their bodies, consuming the source power and blood essence of the Blood Ancestor.

Pamela seems to want to create countless blood ancestors.

But now these corpses are obviously not satisfactory.

Luo Jue said: "The seed corpses are too fragile. The body strength is difficult to carry and digest the blood essence of the blood ancestor."

The man in a long black jacket said, "This is why they inject muscle fluid. You are new to you and there are many places to learn."

The man's name is Kunte. He was once a pharmacist as famous as Kovo. He was also a person who was listed on the wanted list of the Knights Templar. He had participated in dozens of hospital murders on the mainland. His name was not completely forgotten after entering the poison hall.

Of course he didn't know Luo Jue's identity. He came in as a newcomer. Of course, this was the arrangement he made by Pamela.

Kunte did not dare to underestimate this newcomer at all. First of all, Pamela's emphasis on him was to be precise, and this emotion was beyond words. The strength and knowledge shown by this newcomer also made people dare not underestimate it.

Gent is a medical madman who focuses on pharmacy and human experiments. At the same time, he also pays great attention to re-cultivating and winning over people. In the poison hall, he is one of the few people who take into account both IQ and EQ.

Luo Jue said: "The parts that carry blood and essence in the human body are not all muscles, but also the heart, blood vessels, and other internal organs. The most important thing is the coordination of the body. The muscle fluid alone may not be enough."

Quint glanced at him with praise.

"You are right, but we only have muscle fluid now, and the enhancing agents in other parts are under research. I hope you will be able to join the research process faster."

They are again devoted to busy research.

In the next ward, Roger jumped out of bed and moved his muscles before Pamela brought the cup, and then opened the moving door.

"Where are you going? You haven't recovered yet, so you'd better lie down honestly. You're carrying a cup for you."

Pamela happened to walk by with the quilt at this time, and Roger said, "I have been lying for a long time and going out to do things. By the way, I heard that the laboratory here is very interesting, including the muscles, viruses, and some strange things you have developed. I want to go and see it. I believe Aunt Pamela will agree to my small request."

While he was speaking, he deliberately walked two steps closer to the key laboratory next door.

Pamela, who was laying his quilt, was so angry that she was so angry that she was so cold that the father and son were cold and inhumane, and the other was a complete bastard. She had never been so angry before.

But now there is fire and it cannot be emitted.

She calmed down for a long time before laughing and said, "It's not a secret place, I'll take you there."

"Haha, aunt is so generous, I'm not polite. I heard that there is a gas chamber and the most complete pharmacy in the mainland. Let's take me to see it later."

Nephew?
Chapter completed!