The Martial God of the Marvel World

Chapter 101 Experimental Animals
It was a pure white room with four walls as smooth as mirrors. The interior was clean and tidy without any decorations. There was only a wooden table in the middle with a lighter on it.

"Number 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability." A cold voice came from a hidden speaker in the corner of the room.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

Burning John, wearing prison clothes and a collar around his neck, pounded on the wall frantically. When his fists didn't work, he picked up the table and smashed it against the wall.

Behind the one-way light-transmissive tempered glass, several researchers in white coats, holding notebooks, were looking at the mad fire man in the room.

The leading scientist sighed and said, "These experimental animals are always like this. They never learn their lesson."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and pressed a button on the table. After the collar around the neck of the fire man in the test site received the signal, it immediately released a strong electric current.

"Ah..." The fire man's body froze and he fell to the ground, electric arcs flashing on his body, trembling all over and screaming. A few seconds later, the scientist pressed the button again, and the electric arcs on the fire man's body disappeared.

The fire man twitched on the ground for a long time before he could barely get up.

"No. 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability." The scientist gave the order again.

"Bah! Go to hell! You bunch of scum!" The fire man's eyes were still full of defiance. The pain could only make him hate the humans outside more, but could not make him surrender.

"Tsk!" The scientist curled his lips and pressed the remote control button again. The electric current flowed out of the collar again and injected into the body of the fire man.

This time he deliberately prolonged the time for a while, twice as long as last time, before he stopped the electric shock. The fire man had collapsed on the ground, unable to move. A pool of liquid flowed out from under the fire man, and he was incontinent.

The scientist frowned. "What a hassle. Let someone clean it up." He turned around and gave an order.

"Roger that, Dr. Rancho."

After receiving the order, the guard at the door said a few words on the communicator on his shoulder. After a while, a door of the laboratory room opened and a man who looked like a cleaner walked in.

The fire man who was lying limp on the ground suddenly jumped up, grabbed the lighter, then lit it and activated his ability, causing the flame to burn towards the collar around his neck.

But his cleverness had long been seen through by Dr. Rancher in the observation room. The collar around his neck released a large amount of electric current again, knocking him heavily to the ground.

"Ah..." The fire man screamed and twitched on the ground. The flames were out of control and went out immediately like rootless duckweed.

The cleaner was already used to this kind of situation, and he ignored the fire man's miserable condition and just wiped the urine off the floor, then left the room again with his tools.

After the cleaner left and the door was closed and locked again, Dr. Rancher stopped the electric shock. He ignored the fire man lying on the ground and twitching, and continued to repeat the previous order in a cold tone.

"No. 01247, pick up the lighter on the table and show your ability."

"Bah!" The fire man was too weak to get up and could only spit fiercely at the wall.

"It seems that the experimental animals need more training." Dr. Rancher was not angry, but just felt it was a waste of time.

He threw the notebook in his hand to the assistant next to him and said, "I'll leave the animal taming to you. I have other work to do."

Coming out of the observation room, he walked along the corridor to the end, went upstairs, came to the lounge, poured himself a cup of coffee, and took a break. This is the rest area for scientific researchers. Ordinary staff rest on another floor. This floor is full of researchers and assistants.

"Linda, how is your experiment going?" He asked softly, holding a cup of coffee and sitting in front of a female researcher.

"The data has been collected, but the principles behind it are still unclear." Linda replied with a smile.

Lan Che sighed and said enviously: "Then you are very lucky. My experimental animals have never been well behaved. I haven't even collected all the data yet."

"But your experiment is easier to produce results. Mine is too difficult and I can't understand it at all. How can someone have the ability to violate the three laws of thermodynamics? I feel like I've learned physics in vain." Linda complained.

"Haha..." Rancho laughed and said with relief: "This is what mutants are like. It's like they appear specifically to destroy the existing knowledge system."

Linda looked to the side and then whispered, "Actually, I think the magnetic field warriors are the same. It's totally inconsistent with existing biological knowledge."

"You want to change your research direction?" Lancher asked in surprise.

"Forget it, there are too few samples." Linda sighed, "The only sample is occupied by Professor Lambert."

"I heard that the specimen is incredibly resistant to anesthetics. Existing anesthetics are basically ineffective against him. Moreover, his body is not as strong as a human. Even laser knives and ultra-high pressure water jets cannot cut it open. We must rely on the help of those magnetic field warriors to conduct experiments."

"But those rough guys don't know how to do delicate operations. They can only use a knife to chop and pierce vigorously."

Linda held the coffee spoon in her right hand and made a rude gesture of a magnetic field warrior stabbing someone with a knife, which was very funny and made Rancho laugh.

"I heard that this magnetic field ability can be acquired through practice, and there will definitely be more and more test samples in the future. If you are interested, you can first read Professor Lambert's experimental records and accumulate some knowledge in a targeted manner, and then make a decision when new samples arrive."

"This is the only way. Actually, I wanted to give it a try to see if I could learn some kind of qigong. But when I saw my weak physique, I had to give up." Linda lamented.

"Forget it. We all use our brains, unlike those rough guys." Rancho was dismissive of Linda's idea.

"Humans can stand out from the competition of nature not by sharp claws but by smart brains. This world is ruled by smart people. No matter how powerful those mutants are, they are still lying on the test bench, waiting for us to slaughter them."

"To be honest, I really hate doing experiments on living subjects. Every time I do this, I always feel like a butcher, especially when I hear the subjects begging for mercy and screaming on the stage." Linda was obviously feeling a little depressed.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Many of the mutants' abilities only work when they're awake, and using anesthetics in their eyes will affect the results of the experiment. If you're not used to it, you can just plug their mouths." Rancho comforted.

Linda spread her hands and said, "In fact, I removed their vocal cords."

"What a great idea! I might try it next time."

The two men raised their coffee cups, clinked them together, smiled at each other, then stood up and went back to their laboratories.

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Thanks to book friend Wudabuai for the reward!
(End of this chapter)