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This surprised others and instilled a deep fear in them about the laboratory.

The zombie approached Bane with a glass of water and asked, "What did they do to you? Did the others... not make it?"

Bain took the water glass from the zombie, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "I'm not quite sure either. They seem to have injected me with some unknown substance."

Bane took an empty bottle labeled GL8 from his pocket and tossed it to the zombie: "This is a bottle I secretly took from the lab. The stuff they injected me with was drawn out from here. There's probably some residue left inside. You can take a look at it when you have time."

The zombie looked at the reagent bottle and nodded, saying, "It seems I'll need to stay home and conduct research and analysis for the next few days."

“I believe in your abilities,” Bain said. “After all, you were the chief strategist of the rebels during the coup, and the person my cowardly father trusted most.”

Bain's words left the zombie speechless. He immediately changed the subject, asking, "After they injected you with this stuff, did you feel any discomfort?"

"Uncomfortable?" Bain said with a half-smile, "No, I feel great right now. I feel like I've almost broken through the limits of humanity and become another species, another incredibly powerful species."

As he spoke, Bane threw a punch at the wall next to him.

With a loud bang, a hole more than a meter in diameter appeared in the wall.

This once again gave the onlookers a new perspective on Bane's immense power.

To shatter a prison wall with a single punch—what a terrifying existence that is!

You should know that the wall was a full 30 centimeters thick, and there were iron plates sandwiched in between.

Yet such a sturdy wall couldn't withstand a single, simple punch from Bane.

They clearly remembered that before this, although Bane was powerful, he was still within the realm of humanity.

But now, after being modified in that laboratory, Bane has gained such terrifying power.

Now, many people who had previously refused to sign the waiver due to the perceived danger of the experiment are now tempted to do the same again.

Is it really worth risking your life for the chance to gain this ability?

And this power should be enough to allow me to escape from this prison, right?

Thinking of this, many prisoners who did not want to stay in this dark and hopeless prison forever immediately returned to their cells, found the waiver, signed their names without hesitation, and handed it to the prison guards.

Upon seeing this, the zombie stammered, "Is this really a power that a human could possess?"

Bain patted the zombie on the shoulder and said, "I can feel that my body is craving this unknown drug. Without a continuous supply of the drug, I will immediately lose this power."

The zombie nodded and said, "I understand."

In the following days, Bain went to the lab every day for physical examinations.

Each test left the researchers in awe for half a day.

Under the modification of GL8, Bane's body is becoming stronger and more resilient at an alarming rate, far beyond the realm of humanity.

Meanwhile, the zombies were also analyzing the components of the GL8 day and night.

Fortunately, this guy had already lost all his hair, so he was fearless.

On the fourth day, the zombies had analyzed the approximate composition of the substance.

In the cell, the zombie tells Bane that the substance those guys injected you with, called GL8 Venom, is a steroid drug.

The zombies' next goal is to be able to replicate these drugs.

On the sixth day, Bain felt that something was wrong with his body.

That day, he suddenly felt incredibly weak.

Not to mention compared to when he smashed the wall with one punch before, he's not even as good as he was before he injected GL8 venom.

Bain knew that this was a side effect of the drugs he had been using.

He had to continuously inject himself with that steroid medication, otherwise he would fall into a state of extreme weakness.

On this day, Bain remained in his cell and did not go out. He needed to avoid unnecessary trouble and threats while he was at his weakest.

Article 7. Bain, with his body taut and head held high, entered the laboratory.

Along with him were those idiots who fantasized about escaping prison using drugs.

This time, he discovered that the drug these researchers injected himself with was called GL9 Venom.

After the injection, Bain fell into a deep sleep again.

This time, however, he woke up two hours earlier than before.

Upon waking, Bane discovered that his muscles were several times stronger than when he last woke up.

He didn't bother the researchers to help him remove the leather belt; instead, he simply tightened his muscles and the belt snapped.

As Bain left the lab, he could clearly hear the researchers inside hurling insults at him.

Because the leather belt broke, they needed to find a new one to reinstall.

As before, of all those who participated in the experiment, only Bain survived.

Furthermore, he stole another empty GL9 Venom reagent bottle.

After that, it's the same weekly cycle as before.

Bane undergoes daily examinations, while the zombies study and analyze GL9 venom day and night.

Unlike before, Bain fell into a period of weakness on the fourth day this time.

This was completely unexpected for him, so this time the zombies, cavemen, and birds all stood guard outside Bane's cell.

During his conversation with the three men, Bain heard some information that he found quite interesting.

It was a news article about Gotham, titled "Gotham People: Batman".

Bain became interested the moment he heard the news.

He felt that the terrifying bat that kept haunting his dreams might represent Batman.

I absolutely have to go and meet this guy!

On the seventh day, as expected, Bane was injected with a drug called GL10 venom.

As before, Bane became even more powerful after awakening.

It is worth noting that Bain only slept for an hour this time.

After Bain regained consciousness, the researcher told him, "Next week will be your last vaccination. I hope we can work well together."

"It is a great honor to participate in this experiment."

Bain said with a forced smile, but he already had his own plans in mind.

He felt nauseous looking at the researchers' happy expressions, knowing they would soon be able to return to their homeland and reunite with their wives and children.

Fortunately, Bain knew that once the next experiment was over, these guys would have to pay the price for their actions.

Back in the cell, Bane handed the zombie a whole bottle of GL11 venom reagent this time.

He needs the zombies to analyze and study how this thing was made within a week.

Because Bain estimates that the duration of GL11's effects is certainly shorter, at most no more than twelve hours.

Therefore, he needs the zombies to develop replicas as soon as possible so that he can use these drugs at any time after killing those researchers, thus preventing himself from falling into a period of weakness.

A week passed quickly, and this time the researchers prepared to inject GL11 venom directly into Bane's brain.

"Are you ready, Bain?" the researcher asked.

Bain nodded: "Of course."

I'm ready to inject GL11 venom and send you damned bastards to hell!

When the syringe pushed the green reagent into his brain, Bain felt like his head was about to explode!

Fortunately, this despairing pain lasted for less than a minute before turning into a wave of pleasure that made Bane tremble.

To everyone's astonishment, Bane's body rapidly expanded, reaching an astonishing 2.15 meters!

In addition, Bane's muscles were so thick and strong that they were unlike anything human.

Even the strongest black bear cannot possess the same overwhelming sense of oppression as Bane!

"Power...and wisdom, both of them fascinate me so much."

As Bain spoke, he got off the hospital bed and looked at the researchers who were marveling at him.

"Thank you so much for your hard work. I think I should give back to you in some way."

Bain said.

Upon hearing Bain's words, the researchers immediately waved their hands: "Don't say that, we're just doing our job. Let's finish collecting the body data as soon as possible and then go home, Bain..."

Before the guy could finish speaking, Bane slapped his head so hard it was smashed.

The bright red blood mixed with white brain matter and broken bone fragments plunged the entire laboratory into a brief silence.

Three seconds later, the other two researchers immediately screamed in alarm.

But Bain quickly interrupted their voices and necks.

When Bane, covered in blood and resembling a giant, stepped out of the laboratory, everyone was captivated by the kingly aura and evil presence emanating from him.

But Bane didn't care about any of that. All he cared about was how to get out of there and destroy the bat that kept appearing in his dreams.

Batman, who only appears in the darkness of Gotham City!

Bane's current strength is far from enough to escape from prison.

To this end, in addition to developing the formula for GL11 venom, the zombies also specially created a pill that could put Bane into a state of suspended animation.

Bain looked at the blue pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

Soon, his breath became weak and his body grew cold.

Bain lay on his bed like a dead man, waiting for the prison guards to notice something was wrong.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

"Farewell, cage!"

Chapter 251 Confident

Soon, Bain's unusual behavior was noticed by the prison guards who brought him food.