Faren opened the door to the laboratory.

No one noticed his existence. At this moment, the researchers were busy extracting the last sample. Everything that happened outside seemed to have nothing to do with these researchers in white coats. Aside them, an old man was blushing and staring at the other side of the glass window excitedly, while shouting loudly and giving orders.

"Quick, this is the final crystallization, extract it, and then perform compression coagulation... Ready to start the No. 3 reagent injection!"

Before the old man's voice could be finished, a silver-white flash suddenly appeared in front of him. Then a scalpel pierced through the glass, and then broke the syringe suspended in the air. With the sound of the glass breaking, the originally thick syringe filled with light yellow liquid suddenly burst, and the liquid was sprayed out and scattered all over the ground.

"No----!!!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man let out a heart-wrenching scream. He turned his head angrily, staring at Feilun not far behind him with red eyes. At his feet, all the researchers who followed him had already died, but the old man didn't care about this at all. He just opened his hands like an enemy who killed his father and rushed towards Feilun.

"What did you do!! Damn what did you do?! How could you do this!! How could you do this!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However, before the old man finished speaking, Feilun raised his foot and kicked the thin old man hard on the ground, then raised his left hand gently, and the next moment, two scalpels were nailed to the old man's hand, one left and one right. The sudden and severe pain immediately made the old man scream irresistible, but Feilun did not care about him, but walked out of the laboratory and came to the isolation room, looking at the girl lying quietly on the metal bed.

At this moment, Beth was already pale, and there was a black hole the size of a pinhole on her forehead. Although she didn't know what these people did to her, it was obvious that she was not dead now - but judging from her appearance, she obviously couldn't live long.

Seeing Feiron's arrival, Beth's eyes, which were already a little cloudy, suddenly emitted a bright light. She widened her eyes and watched Feiron slowly walk to her. Looking at the handsome face that made her remember deeply, Beth couldn't help but smile. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but all she could make was a "baby" cry.

"It's so pitiful. It seems that the language central nervous system has been destroyed... and, well... I'm sorry to inform you, I think you have less than two minutes to live, this lovely lady."

After careful observation of Beth, the smile on Faren's face did not change at all, but was very calm, as if the forensic doctor who dissected the body gave the answer. Hearing Faren's answer, Beth's pupils dilated slightly, Faren noticed that her muscles began to tighten, but soon, they relaxed again.

Has she even lost her ability to control her muscles? Or has she seen the reality in front of her clearly?

Just as Faren was thinking about this, he saw Beth blinking at him, then opened his mouth and made a mouth shape. Then, she slowly moved her gaze and looked at a place in the laboratory. After staying for a while, she looked at Faren again.

At this moment, the girl's eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear and sadness about death.

"Although we don't know your beliefs, we hope that the things you believe in can bless you because of the fact that we have met once."

As he spoke, Feiren reached out and placed it in front of her eyes and gently stroked it. As his movements, the girl slowly closed her eyes. Then, he raised his left hand and turned his fingers gently. Soon, the sharp scalpel quietly pierced Beth's heart with Feiren's movements. The girl's body trembled suddenly, then slowly collapsed, and there was no movement.

Retrieving the scalpel, Feiren glanced at Beth who had completely died, without much emotion. This is the world. Every moment, people will die for various reasons. People you have seen before may not be able to live until the next time they meet. Feiren has not known how many similar situations have been experienced, and naturally he will not be sad for such a girl who has never lived for life. Therefore, after relieving Beth's pain, he returned to the laboratory, then walked to the place where Beth was staring, reached out and took down a small glass bottle - it looked slightly smaller than an ordinary medicine bottle, and there was a white liquid that looked about ten milligrams inside. I don't know if it was Feiren's illusion, but he always felt that the liquid seemed to emit a faint light. On the medicine bottle, there was a strange number called "X-3".

"No!! Don't touch it, return it to me!! It's mine!!!"

Seeing Feiren picking up the small medicine bottle, the old man suddenly ran up like crazy. He didn't even care about the scalpel that pierced his hands, but struggled desperately to stand up from the ground, allowing the sharp scalpel to tear his hands apart. But even so, the old man still didn't care at all. He just raised his bloody hands and grabbed Feiren.

But soon, he was kicked to the ground by Feiren again. This time, before the old man struggled to stand up, a scalpel stabbed into his body and then penetrated deeply into the gap in his spine. As Feiren's movements, the old man's body trembled suddenly, and then he collapsed on the ground like a puppet with a broken thread. He widened his eyes tightly and stared at the medicine bottle in Feiren's hand, but the old man could not even move.

"It seems you think you value this thing very much..."

After carefully looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, Feiren looked at the old man in front of him with a smile, then he reached out and took out another scalpel.

"To be honest, I wasn't so interested at first, but seeing your appearance, I was interested... Well, I don't mind if I used you for the experiment, sir? I think you wouldn't mind, after all, why do you like this yourself..."

As he spoke, Feilun squatted down and looked at the old man in front of him. Then the scalpel in his hand quickly inserted into the middle of the old man's chest, and then suddenly stroked downwards. With Feilun's movements, blood spurted out. Then, he saw the skin on the old man's chest slipped completely, revealing the internal organs inside.

"Wooah!!"

The violent pain made the old man open his mouth and scream. But before he finished calling, Faren reached out and poured all the potions in the medicine bottle in front of him into the old man's mouth.

"Cough......Ahem!!"

The poor old man with weak and weak body could not withstand the troubles of Feilun. After swallowing the potion, the old man immediately started coughing. Then, he seemed to realize something, stared at the empty medicine bottle in front of him. Then the old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Feilun, wanting to say something, but...

"Wow!!"

Before the old man could say anything, he spitted out a mouthful of blood. The old man's body kept twisting, and the blood kept flowing out of his mouth like a fountain. At this moment, the old man was obviously in extreme pain. He turned his head hard and made a heart-wrenching scream. But none of this attracted Feiren's attention. On the contrary, he just stared at the old man's internal organs curiously--it opened from his esophagus.

At first, to the stomach and to the intestines, each part began to mutate rapidly. The originally smooth outer wall of the internal organs began to bubble, and white things like cysts instantly covered the entire internal organs, which was enough to completely make patients with intensive phobia go crazy. Not only that, Feiren also saw that even the blood vessels had changed shape. The originally slender and fragile blood vessels were gradually solidifying and transforming into white, like something like plastic pipes.

In less than half a minute, the organs in the old man's body had been transformed into strange existences that humans should never have, and his appearance began to change rapidly. On the old man's body, the skin was as sticky as melted chocolate, and the muscles inside began to gradually lengthen and bulge, as if they had a brand new layer of epidermis. Even the bones changed. Feiren was surprised to see sharp bone spurs tearing the skin, and drilling out of the old man's body. In the blink of an eye, the original white-haired old man turned into a terrible and weird monster. Seeing this scene, Feiren also took a few steps back vigilantly, and then clenched the scalpel in his hand. Now [Blade of Destruction] can be used twice more, and he is ready. Once any accident occurs, he will immediately start to completely eliminate this "abnormal".

But soon, Feren discovered that he didn't need to do it himself.

“Wow!!!!”
Chapter completed!