No strange things are allowed to evolve!

Jiang Shu looked troubled.

"It's very simple."

The woman replied:

"Cut off a leg, or remove an arm, and disfigure your face. It might be inconvenient later, but it's better than dying here like them, right?"

"Is it just a possibility..." Jiang Shu scratched his head: "It definitely doesn't seem very convenient."

"There's nothing we can do about that." The woman shrugged. "Either you obediently go back and continue being a guinea pig, or you make some sacrifices. That way, you might still have a chance to survive."

Jiang Shu was reluctant to do this. Even if his physical strength was high and his self-healing ability was strong, there were limits. He still couldn't regenerate severed limbs.

However, he was indeed tempted, because if he followed the woman's method, he could successfully skip class and go directly to the second basement level.

This is much easier and faster than him figuring out the way on his own.

So he began to back down.

"Is cutting off your finger okay?"

Jiang Shu extends his right little finger:

"This finger is very important to me because I usually use it to support my phone. Without it, I would never be able to use a large-screen phone with one hand. I think that's really cruel."

But the answer is, of course, no.

"If it's just a missing finger, it won't have the effect of making people unable to bear looking at it and lowering their guard, right?"

The woman shook her head, looking indifferent.

"But ultimately, it's up to you."

"This..." Jiang Shu was at a loss.

Judging from the fact that she is using a VPN, the solution offered by the woman is indeed the best option, even though it would greatly reduce her ability to confront the situation head-on. However, this is only true if she has the ability to confront the situation head-on.

In the current situation, where no new ability has been obtained from the dream and it is inconvenient to use one's own numerical power, it is really just a matter of surrendering with one hand versus surrendering with both hands raised.

Even if it really comes to the point where I have to use numerical power, one hand is enough.

So having one more hand or one less hand doesn't make much difference to me right now.

Therefore, Jiang Shu finally just sighed, took off her shirt, and resolutely stretched out her left hand: "Then you decide."

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the slightest sound from the woman's side.

Jiang Shu turned his head in confusion, only to see that the woman was no longer as calm as before, but staring wide-eyed at Jiang Shu's bare upper body.

Although Jiang Shu's figure is indeed excellent, women working in such places where human experiments are conducted have seen countless good figures, so it's not enough to surprise her so much.

What truly astonished her was the layers upon layers of scars covering Jiang Shu's body.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shu asked knowingly, as if it were a common occurrence.

The woman then realized what had happened and asked incredulously, "Didn't you just bring these over? Where did these scars come from?"

Clearly, she couldn't understand how Jiang Shu, who had only just been sent over as a new experimental subject, could already have so many terrible old injuries.

Although he looked a little better than the man next to him who was in a terrible state, he wasn't much better off.

In the woman's eyes, Jiang Shu was no different from an ugly rag doll sewn together from scraps of cloth.

Jiang Shu didn't want to explain further and blurted out, "What, you won't let me transfer schools? To be honest, I used to serve in another laboratory like this, but I was caught after I ran away, so I was sent here."

"There are other laboratories...?" The woman asked, still somewhat skeptical.

Even if she hadn't heard of it, if such a laboratory did exist, it would definitely be a top-secret unit, and the outside world might indeed have never heard of it. Moreover, even within the same laboratory, different departments have many secrets that cannot be shared, so she wasn't sure if what Jiang Shu said was true or false.

This also made the woman give up the idea of ​​aging or, more accurately, damaging Jiang Shu.

"Then there's no need for that. This is more than enough for you." The woman urged Jiang Shu to get dressed quickly, then said with some lingering fear, "I think even professional soldiers who have actually participated in wars and come from the battlefield would probably rarely see such extreme injuries, right?"

"Limit? What do you mean?" Jiang Shu asked.

"A smaller injury would only be considered a serious injury, and wouldn't be this shocking. A larger injury would just be the result of being blown to pieces by a bomb."

The woman explained:

"So, you are currently at your limit, on the verge of collapse."

Jiang Shu smiled and said, "A little more and it would be too seductive, a little less and it would be too plain, right?"

Upon hearing this, the woman was taken aback: "You know classical Chinese? Could it be that you are Chinese?"

Jiang Shu was also taken aback: "You're not?"

"I am a Yamato."

Jiang Shu pondered.

It really is just as I guessed?

Then everything makes sense.

Whether it's human experimentation or the petty act of installing surveillance cameras in the observation room, everything can now be reasonably explained.

Perhaps it was out of admiration for Chinese culture, or perhaps it was due to the influence of Jiang Shu's charm, but in any case, the women's attitude towards Jiang Shu gradually became much more friendly.

Through the woman's explanation, Jiang Shu roughly understood what this underground laboratory was used for.

Simply put, this laboratory is positioned and is of equal importance to nuclear weapons as a strategic facility in Yamato.

Their primary purpose is to cultivate super soldiers for the military by studying special individuals who are born with special abilities, creating killing machines capable of ruthlessly reaping lives on the battlefield.

That's why the security personnel here are professional soldiers. This is a military project, so those who control and protect this place are the elite of the elite, the special forces of the special forces.

As for how to conduct the research, it's actually quite simple and straightforward.

That is constant torment.

Researchers believe that pain and despair can lead to desperate situations, which in turn can unleash the body's potential.

In this way, the laboratory did indeed achieve some results.

Some people who originally only showed some unusual traits actually awakened after continuous modification, gained various strange special abilities, and were controlled by the military, becoming their sharp weapons to carry out dangerous missions that ordinary people could not complete.

But this is ultimately a low-probability event.

Many more people, before they could even awaken their true special abilities, died in the laboratory because they couldn't endure the intense torture, ultimately becoming materials and resources waiting to be reused in the morgue.

After listening to the woman's words, Jiang Shu had a question he wanted to ask: "Then, Ms. Matsushita."

“Saeko, you can just call me Saeko,” the woman named Matsushita Saeko corrected.

“Alright, Saeko.” Jiang Shu nodded. “I have a question. You just said that all the test subjects were brainwashed while being modified to make them loyal to the military, right?”

"Yes."

"And at the beginning, all the test subjects knew who they were and remembered their past lives, right?"

“That’s right,” Saeko explained. “This is to make them feel more pain in their current situation because they can’t forget the good things of the past, which helps them to awaken.”

"So," Jiang Shu stroked his chin, "why do I not remember who I am, where I come from, or what my life was like before, even though I was only just sent here?"

Saeko thought for a moment, then asked seriously, "Didn't you say you transferred here?"

"Ah... um..." Jiang Shu mumbled, "Anyway, what I wanted to say was, if it's convenient, could you help me find out who I really am and what my life was like before?"

This was Jiang Shu's side quest, and he hadn't forgotten it.

Anyway, now that I have an inside contact whose office is right next to my observation room, it will definitely be much more convenient for her to investigate than for me to investigate myself. It's a piece of cake, so why not investigate?

“Well… I’m not entirely sure either, but I can certainly take a look at your file,” Saeko replied.

Since she had already decided to help him, she might as well go all the way and see it through to the end, Saeko thought.

"That's wonderful," Jiang Shu said gratefully.

After watching Saeko leave, Jiang Shu casually found an empty body bag, borrowed some blackened, filthy blood from the Gundams nearby, smeared it all over his face and body, and then lay down inside to play the role of a corpse, waiting for Saeko to return.

Jiang Shu was almost asleep when she finally heard the sound of Saeko's high heels. She didn't know how much time had passed.

But when she saw Saeko again, she was clearly distracted.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shu asked curiously.

"I cannot find your detailed information."

Saeko looked uneasy.

"All your information is top secret. At my level, the only information I can find is that you were adopted and live with your adoptive parents in a coastal town called 'Tanabe.' You were discovered to have supernatural abilities from a young age, but because you are not a Yamato, you are often bullied by your classmates, and then..."

"And then?" Seeing that Saeko hesitated, Jiang Shu continued to press her for an answer.

"Then, three years ago, Tanabe suddenly lost all contact with the outside world. By the time the nearest army arrived, all that remained was a massive crater large enough to encompass the entire town, and in the very center of that crater, you lay asleep..."

Saeko said this with trepidation.

She began to feel as if she had made a terrible mistake.

The man before her seemed different from those experimental subjects whose life or death was indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu frowned slightly.

So what I had in my hands wasn't a story of a loser's rise to success, but rather the story of a fallen genius?

Just then, Saeko vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait, what's that smell...?"

Jiang Shu came to her senses, took a closer sniff, and then smelled a strange, foul odor as well.

He immediately tensed up: "Poison gas? You woman, how dare you harm me?!"

Saeko was shocked and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, I didn't."

"What's this smell? It's getting worse!" Jiang Shu didn't have time to clean up Saeko before covering her nose and running out of the morgue.

But before he reached the morgue entrance, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned to look at Saeko, who was completely terrified and flustered, and said awkwardly:

"Oh, sorry, I just remembered, I felt it was too cold in here, so I turned off the air conditioner..."

“Air conditioning…?” Saeko realized something.

“That’s right.” Jiang Shu pursed her lips. “This batch of corpses is probably unusable; they’re likely all rotting by now…”

Chapter 262 The Spark of Civilization

"What...what should we do?"

Saeko panicked.

If these corpses are only used for autopsies, then it doesn't matter whether they stink or even become giants.

But these corpses were not only intended to test the effectiveness of the experiments; their more important role was to serve as a reusable resource in an attempt to create artificial humans with special abilities.

It's like an old car. Even if the car can't run anymore, you can still take the parts off and sell them. But if it gets soaked in water, the whole car is truly totaled.

Therefore, the rotting corpse means that the body has completely lost its local activity and has completely lost its value.

A corpse is just a corpse.

Fortunately, Jiang Shu had a plan.

"So, let's just say it was my fault," he said calmly.

"It was all your fault!" Saeko was on the verge of collapse. "And don't you think it's utterly unreasonable for a dead person to turn off the air conditioner?"

No, you didn't understand what I meant.

Jiang Shu explained:

"What I mean is, they are in this state because of my corpse. After my corpse entered this place, they all inexplicably decomposed."

So although there is no clear evidence, my body may possess strong radioactive corrosiveness or some other inconsequential characteristic.

Saeko reacted quickly and immediately understood what Jiang Shu meant.

"In that case, compared to your corpse, the other corpses are insignificant and have no special value. Furthermore, this can also serve as a pretext to prevent soldiers along the way from conducting rigorous checks on you?"

“That’s right.” Jiang Shu nodded.

If the corpses in body bags are potentially high-risk items that could kill at the slightest touch, then even professional soldiers who have crawled out of piles of dead bodies would certainly be afraid and unwilling to handle them.

Saeko thought about it carefully, then slowly nodded: "It seems feasible."

However, this presents a rather troublesome problem.