Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 99 Purgatory on Earth
Yuan Ze used the memory chip he got and came to the realm of the other dimension again. Under the guidance of Liu Guangyi's soul, he gradually mastered the tricks of survival in this mysterious space.

He closed his eyes and let his mental power wander through this vast space. Countless information about the shelter flowed into Yuanze's mind like a trickle of water.

Fortunately, Yuanze had experienced the baptism of the Tower of Knowledge, which enabled him to absorb this information quickly and efficiently.

Liu Guangyi watched Yuan Ze gradually adapt to the environment of this space, and his heart was filled with excitement and anticipation. Although he was gradually losing control of this space, he seemed to have foreseen the scene of his revenge.

When Yuan Ze slowly opened his eyes, he felt that his mental power had merged with this space. At this moment, he was like the master of this space, controlling everything here.

He watched Liu Guangyi's gradually disappearing figure, and endless emotion welled up in his heart: "Your father has also gone deep into this place for investigation. Don't worry, we will avenge you."

Hearing this, Liu Guangyi's soul couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude. His figure gradually blurred in the tears, and finally turned into a wisp of light smoke, gradually dissipating in the endless different-dimensional space.

Suddenly, Yuanze felt something in his pocket move. He took it out and found that it was the "Tears of Rubeus" left by the AI ​​of the fifth assessment tower when it disappeared. At this moment, it was emitting a dazzling light.

This mysterious crystal seemed to be gradually stabilizing Liu Guangyi's soul. When the soul was completely stabilized, the crystal slowly absorbed it.

"Astra, what's going on?"

"You asked me, after the last transformation of the tower, you didn't even let me take a look at this strange substance."

However, seeing that this "tear" had no reaction again, Yuanze could only put it away and wait for a chance to see what secrets it was hiding in the future.

Astra materialized in this environment, cruising in front, leading Yuanze toward the abnormal point he sensed.

A distorted and deformed scene of hell was reflected in Yuanze's pupils.

The interrogation room turned into the entrance to the underworld. The guards were not humans but demons covered in human skins. Their every move revealed evil and distortion.

The long whip twisted in their hands like a living snake. Every lash drew black cracks in the air, fiercely tearing the soul and body of the inmate.

The inmates' groans condensed into mournful ghost sounds in the air, echoing in every corner of the interrogation room.

The guards laughed grimly and poured boiling water on the inmates like a sacrifice. The inmates' skin melted instantly, emitting balls of green flames, and the air was filled with a burnt and fishy smell.

The smell of burning and blood on the inmates was intertwined, making people shudder.

The ones who sent them in were the so-called leaders of each area, and some of them even participated in the inhumane torture.

The skinny monkey tied his disobedient younger brother to an iron rack and roasted his body over a raging fire.

The younger brother's skin melted little by little in the flames, but his eyes were fixed on the skinny monkey, as if he wanted to drag his soul into hell as well.

The most heartbreaking thing is that due to the special physique of the Source Warriors, their Source Power is limited to the extent that it can only barely heal the wounds. Whenever the wounds heal, all the pain and scars seem to have never existed.

These strange scenes made Yuanze feel palpitations. He began to doubt whether he was still in the human world, or had fallen into some indescribable world of horror.

Yuanze began to understand why those people were begging for food on the ground and why they did not have the courage to ask Hanzi for help. They were afraid that the big boss was also such a person.

"Astra, record all of this. I want to make everything here public."

"Ah."

He continued to move forward. He first had to find those potential "source beasts" who were imprisoned.

But a scene that Yuan Ze could not accept appeared. It was far more terrifying than what the man had told him. In the laboratories behind the portals, the broken limbs were scattered everywhere like the parts of discarded dolls, tangled together like branches; blood was mottled, some had dried into black and red patches, and some were still flowing slowly.

Groups of people in white uniforms looked like messengers from hell, their bodies covered in blood, with twisted smiles on their stiff faces.

The butcher knives in their hands flashed with cold light. If you look closely, the cold light also reflects the bloodstains and broken limbs beside them.

Astra maintained the calmness that is unique to artificial intelligence and began to interpret the disordered logic behind it.

These people in white were looking for signs of some kind of abnormality to determine whether their experimental subjects were source beasts. The powerful regeneration ability of source beasts became the key to their identification.

Ordinary people who have no regenerative abilities are thrown into a petri dish that is like a boiling pot, in which a mysterious juice flows that promotes the recovery of the remaining limbs.

They suffered in it until their limbs regenerated. Afterwards, these lives that were repaired by mysterious power were picked up and sent to a forgotten workshop like waste.

There, their memories were cruelly stripped away, and all the painful and unbearable past was erased.

In the end, they were like dull puppets, losing their former souls and selves, and were hypocritically sent into the abyss of the sanatorium.

"This is horrible. Are humans consumables? If we treat them like this, what's the point of identifying the source beasts?"

Yuanze remembered that Commander Chen was reluctant to use the psychoanalyzer on ordinary people. But here, people treated these inmates like animals.

"Do you feel that they adopted this rough method in order to greatly improve the efficiency of handling. They seem to want to resolve this incident quickly, which is completely different from the working style of the group behind Yang Ziqi and Chen Zhihui."

Yuanze nodded. He had just thought of this point. There might be complicated struggles and conflicts of interest behind this.

"Astra, do you think that what we experienced before is related to this place? Especially the symptoms of post-return consciousness disorder."

"Maybe. I felt it too, but the disappearances in Province S and what's happening here are two different things." Astra replied, then gestured to move on.

The two finally arrived at their destination and met Zhang Zihua, who was familiar but had never met before. He was imprisoned in a secret room in the warden's room and suffered inhumane torture.

Compared with others, the warden's methods were more cruel, and even revealed a sense of deliberate revenge.

He suddenly put down the torture instrument in his hand, raised his head, seemed to have sensed something unusual, and glanced suspiciously at the strange space above, where Yuanze was hiding.

This alien space is indeed very secretive, and even a Nirvana-level strongman cannot peek into it. The warden looked carefully for a long time, but finally gave up and turned around to continue to torture Zhang Zihua.

"I let you escape to my place and you almost killed me. Humph, in a few days, the Zhang family will ask me to hand you over. I wonder how you can survive like this." The warden whipped him again, leaving him with skin torn and blood gushing out.

Yuan Ze witnessed all this, and his heart became somewhat numb. He found a relatively safe surveillance blind spot and carefully got out of the alien space.

Some things may not be things...

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