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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0391_part_02
Chapter 945
chapter 0391 part 2
*Whoosh!*
The Vengeful Ghost leaned close to Rocket Raccoon's ear and exhaled a breath of cold Ghost Qi. Instantly, Rocket Raccoon jumped up with a startle. "What was that?"
A chill ran down Rocket Raccoon's spine. He could feel something leaning on his back but couldn't see it. This terrifying aspect, if he had a Gun in his hand, Rocket would have already sprayed fire everywhere.
"A Ferocious Vengeful Ghost. He's checking if you're carrying any Weapons! This is the Rules for entering and exiting the Laboratory!"
Tang Song sat on the Sofa in the Rail Car with his Legs crossed, his Palm resting on the Railing beside him. With a single Gaze, the Vengeful Ghost leaning on Rocket Raccoon's spine immediately retreated and vanished within the Compartment.
"Ferocious Vengeful Ghost!?" Rocket Raccoon repeated Tang Song's words, inexplicably feeling hair-raising just reading the words.
"Don't forget the Conditions you agreed to. As long as I help you with your Research, you'll release Groot and the others. Also, you have to help me rescue my Friends from the High Evolutionary!"
Rocket Raccoon stood on tiptoe and walked in front of Tang Song, looking up at him, his Eyes filled with Unyielding spirit. "Otherwise, even if I die, I won't help you!"
"Little guy, how long have you even lived to talk about Life and death!" Tang Song stroked his head. "Don't worry, although I don't have many good points, I keep my word! As long as you can help me analyze Doomsday's Physical Body and create twelve Doomsday Physical Bodies, I will release your Friends and give you a large sum of money, allowing you to freely roam the Star Sea!"
"However, at that time, I will erase this part of your Memory. Hmm, the process will be slightly Painful, but I think you can endure it!"
Rocket Raccoon forcefully shook off Tang Song's hand from his Head. He wasn't afraid of death; his only fear was this guy going back on his word. Hearing Tang Song's words, his suspended heart finally settled down.
Following the Tunnel downwards, after traveling about two to three hundred miles, was a Giant Laboratory Complex with nearly a hundred floors, each covering an area of nearly a hundred square kilometers and equipped with extremely advanced facilities.
Rocket Raccoon followed behind Tang Song, and along the way, everything he saw instantly brought back some very bad memories.
At the same time, on one of the Employee Walls, he saw some familiar figures. They were several scientific perverts famous in the Milky Way Galaxy, whose cruel scientific experiments had once landed them on the wanted lists of several major Empires.
Tang Song, leaning on his Cane, inspected this new Hive Base accompanied by Professor Connors. Compared to the small scale before, with the development of the Tang Group, the Research within the Hive Base had also grown accordingly.
Previously, the Hive Laboratory, under the Lead of Professor Connors, researched Lizardmen cell structure, Alien Nurturing, and the Perfect Serum. Now, the Laboratory was researching New Gods, Doomsday Cells, and Artificial Gods.
Therefore, the Security here was hundreds of times stricter than the Hive Base on Earth. In a Laboratory on one floor, suddenly, a Researcher from an Electronic Life Civilization whose Body was composed of plasma state electron cloud mist, shaped like a large Octopus, started waving his arms and legs and screaming:
"I need fresh Materials here! Dammit, fresh Materials, the sturdiest kind of Consumable Type One!"
Heavy footsteps sounded. Four Gold Armored Corpses carried a Cross into the Laboratory.
A Deity from the Pantheon's subordinates was bound to the Cross with crimson Iron Chains. Thumb-thick Iron Chains pierced his shoulder blades and limb joints. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the restraints of this torture device.
The four Gold Armored Corpses carried the constantly struggling and squirming Ancient God to an Operating Table, forcefully twisted off his limbs, suppressed his Divine Soul with Talismans, and pressed him onto the Operating Table.
More than a dozen pitch black thin Chains emerged from beneath the Operating Table, carrying bone-chilling cold, and entered several of this god's Acupressure Points.
Bone-chilling Corpse Qi entered his body. This god was frozen solid, unable to struggle any further.
The Electronic Life Researcher shouted excitedly: "Guys, let's get to work! Ha, today our topic is the equation for Consumable Type One's internal Energy Level and defense limit. We need to find the optimal optimization equation. Oh, our work is very meaningful!"
Dozens of mad Researchers swarmed forward. That Deity let out terrified, death-like howls. In the blink of an eye, he shattered into countless small pieces.
"Hmm, you sympathize with Him! If I told you that this god, who ruled a habitable planet, for decades after becoming a god, in order to please himself with his Believers, made hundreds of millions of lives on an entire planet slaughter each other for entertainment, and the planet's population was reduced to less than a million, would you feel better?"
Tang Song saw the pity and anger in Rocket Raccoon's Eyes. Hmm, this won't do. If this little guy doesn't help diligently, when will the Physical Bodies for the twelve Ancestral Witch True Forms be completed?
"So you're telling me that everything you're doing is Justice!" Rocket Raccoon looked up at Tang Song, questioning him with a sharp Gaze.
"Justice?! I don't need this. I just want you to work without distractions, without so many burdens. Those fortunate enough to become an Experiment Subject here have more Human Lives in their hands than you've ever seen!"
Tang Song raised the silver Cane in his hand and pointed towards an Experiment Subject whose blood was constantly being taken for Research. From the layers of Chains binding his Body, one could tell his Danger level.
"Look, that guy is Steppenwolf. As a New God, He once commanded the Parademon Legion and destroyed over ten thousand habitable planets, plundering the Resources of several Parallel Universes! For evil people like this, you don't need to worry about your conscience being condemned. The only thing you need to worry about is whether your Scalpel is sharp enough!"
"What about you? Are you a good person?"
"Me!" Tang Song smiled. "I'm a mundane person!"
(end of chapter)
*Whoosh!*
The Vengeful Ghost leaned close to Rocket Raccoon's ear and exhaled a breath of cold Ghost Qi. Instantly, Rocket Raccoon jumped up with a startle. "What was that?"
A chill ran down Rocket Raccoon's spine. He could feel something leaning on his back but couldn't see it. This terrifying aspect, if he had a Gun in his hand, Rocket would have already sprayed fire everywhere.
"A Ferocious Vengeful Ghost. He's checking if you're carrying any Weapons! This is the Rules for entering and exiting the Laboratory!"
Tang Song sat on the Sofa in the Rail Car with his Legs crossed, his Palm resting on the Railing beside him. With a single Gaze, the Vengeful Ghost leaning on Rocket Raccoon's spine immediately retreated and vanished within the Compartment.
"Ferocious Vengeful Ghost!?" Rocket Raccoon repeated Tang Song's words, inexplicably feeling hair-raising just reading the words.
"Don't forget the Conditions you agreed to. As long as I help you with your Research, you'll release Groot and the others. Also, you have to help me rescue my Friends from the High Evolutionary!"
Rocket Raccoon stood on tiptoe and walked in front of Tang Song, looking up at him, his Eyes filled with Unyielding spirit. "Otherwise, even if I die, I won't help you!"
"Little guy, how long have you even lived to talk about Life and death!" Tang Song stroked his head. "Don't worry, although I don't have many good points, I keep my word! As long as you can help me analyze Doomsday's Physical Body and create twelve Doomsday Physical Bodies, I will release your Friends and give you a large sum of money, allowing you to freely roam the Star Sea!"
"However, at that time, I will erase this part of your Memory. Hmm, the process will be slightly Painful, but I think you can endure it!"
Rocket Raccoon forcefully shook off Tang Song's hand from his Head. He wasn't afraid of death; his only fear was this guy going back on his word. Hearing Tang Song's words, his suspended heart finally settled down.
Following the Tunnel downwards, after traveling about two to three hundred miles, was a Giant Laboratory Complex with nearly a hundred floors, each covering an area of nearly a hundred square kilometers and equipped with extremely advanced facilities.
Rocket Raccoon followed behind Tang Song, and along the way, everything he saw instantly brought back some very bad memories.
At the same time, on one of the Employee Walls, he saw some familiar figures. They were several scientific perverts famous in the Milky Way Galaxy, whose cruel scientific experiments had once landed them on the wanted lists of several major Empires.
Tang Song, leaning on his Cane, inspected this new Hive Base accompanied by Professor Connors. Compared to the small scale before, with the development of the Tang Group, the Research within the Hive Base had also grown accordingly.
Previously, the Hive Laboratory, under the Lead of Professor Connors, researched Lizardmen cell structure, Alien Nurturing, and the Perfect Serum. Now, the Laboratory was researching New Gods, Doomsday Cells, and Artificial Gods.
Therefore, the Security here was hundreds of times stricter than the Hive Base on Earth. In a Laboratory on one floor, suddenly, a Researcher from an Electronic Life Civilization whose Body was composed of plasma state electron cloud mist, shaped like a large Octopus, started waving his arms and legs and screaming:
"I need fresh Materials here! Dammit, fresh Materials, the sturdiest kind of Consumable Type One!"
Heavy footsteps sounded. Four Gold Armored Corpses carried a Cross into the Laboratory.
A Deity from the Pantheon's subordinates was bound to the Cross with crimson Iron Chains. Thumb-thick Iron Chains pierced his shoulder blades and limb joints. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the restraints of this torture device.
The four Gold Armored Corpses carried the constantly struggling and squirming Ancient God to an Operating Table, forcefully twisted off his limbs, suppressed his Divine Soul with Talismans, and pressed him onto the Operating Table.
More than a dozen pitch black thin Chains emerged from beneath the Operating Table, carrying bone-chilling cold, and entered several of this god's Acupressure Points.
Bone-chilling Corpse Qi entered his body. This god was frozen solid, unable to struggle any further.
The Electronic Life Researcher shouted excitedly: "Guys, let's get to work! Ha, today our topic is the equation for Consumable Type One's internal Energy Level and defense limit. We need to find the optimal optimization equation. Oh, our work is very meaningful!"
Dozens of mad Researchers swarmed forward. That Deity let out terrified, death-like howls. In the blink of an eye, he shattered into countless small pieces.
"Hmm, you sympathize with Him! If I told you that this god, who ruled a habitable planet, for decades after becoming a god, in order to please himself with his Believers, made hundreds of millions of lives on an entire planet slaughter each other for entertainment, and the planet's population was reduced to less than a million, would you feel better?"
Tang Song saw the pity and anger in Rocket Raccoon's Eyes. Hmm, this won't do. If this little guy doesn't help diligently, when will the Physical Bodies for the twelve Ancestral Witch True Forms be completed?
"So you're telling me that everything you're doing is Justice!" Rocket Raccoon looked up at Tang Song, questioning him with a sharp Gaze.
"Justice?! I don't need this. I just want you to work without distractions, without so many burdens. Those fortunate enough to become an Experiment Subject here have more Human Lives in their hands than you've ever seen!"
Tang Song raised the silver Cane in his hand and pointed towards an Experiment Subject whose blood was constantly being taken for Research. From the layers of Chains binding his Body, one could tell his Danger level.
"Look, that guy is Steppenwolf. As a New God, He once commanded the Parademon Legion and destroyed over ten thousand habitable planets, plundering the Resources of several Parallel Universes! For evil people like this, you don't need to worry about your conscience being condemned. The only thing you need to worry about is whether your Scalpel is sharp enough!"
"What about you? Are you a good person?"
"Me!" Tang Song smiled. "I'm a mundane person!"
(end of chapter)
