The cannon fodder of the last days hugs the thigh

Chapter 168

A vast expanse of white space.This is Guo Sumo's first feeling after walking in.

Then there is a glass cylinder that can't be seen at a glance, which is much more high-end than the one she entered at the beginning.

They are arranged regularly, all of which are of the same size, and a small instrument is connected to the top, and the red, blue, and blue indicator lights are constantly flashing. They are lined up on the white checkered floor, and the surrounding white walls are reflected.

Guo Sumo's hands trembled slightly, and she walked slowly step by step. The picture inside the glass cylinder made her horrified.

A colorless liquid filled with cylinders, a series of bubbles, various thin and long tubes, unknown instruments, and strange experimental subjects in the liquid...

Like a dense forest, it tightly wrapped Mu Ran who broke into her, making her breathless.

She walked through this invisible room with stiff hands and feet. Before the next door, she put her hand on the door and shook it slightly, but she pushed it firmly after a while, and the metallic female voice never appeared again.

This room is filled with the smell of formalin, Guo Sumo roughly guessed what was stored here as soon as he walked in.

Organs, limbs, specimens.

There are humans, animals, plants, and other strange creatures. She didn't dare to look at them, so she passed quickly.

Guo Sumo has no time to take a closer look at what's behind. Those who have anything to do with biochemistry will never give people a good sense of sight. What's more, the owner here is still a leader in this field.

"Is it hard to accept?" The cold voice suddenly sounded with thick mockery.

Guo Sumo stopped in a hurry to escape, and looked forward.

At some point, Lan Jiu was standing by a small door not far in front of her. The white coat made her figure more slender, her fine hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, her face was as white as paper, and her pink lips were drawn into a line , let her feel a sense of despair and abandonment at a glance.

She was stunned by his sudden appearance and inexplicable strange aura.

And Lan Jiu lowered his eyes, looked at her silent attitude, and said coldly: "Regret? Do you feel cruel? Are you afraid? Do you... want to regret running away?"

He spoke every sentence very slowly, and every word was mixed with strong and complex emotions. When he asked the last sentence, he burst out with a fierce aura.

(End of this chapter)