Chapter 1 The Experimentee

It took Feng Bujue only two minutes to return to the operating room from Experiment Room Number One. During that time, he only slowed down slightly when passing the doorway of the room with the statue. The rest of the time, he was running at almost full speed.

Even so, halfway there, E107's body began to move... Fortunately, Brother Jue had already considered this and tied the body tightly, so no matter how much it thrashed, it would not fall off the handcart.

Bang—

By now, Feng Bujue no longer cared about making noise. He pushed the cart and crashed through the operating room door.

As soon as he entered the room, he pushed the handcart to the side of the bed, then grabbed the curtain he had taken down in advance and quickly covered the handcart.

E107's body thrashed under the curtain for about half a minute, and then... it stopped moving.

"Phew..." Feng Bujue exhaled and said, "Not bad, the plan is going smoothly." He turned his face and looked at E107's head, "To be honest, it would have been troublesome if your body had broken free from the handcart in the corridor." He spread his hands. "I don't have the confidence to drag your struggling body all the way back by hand. If that really happened... I'm afraid I would have had to find a way to break all the light bulbs in the corridor and transport it again after your body stopped."

E107 was a good listener because he couldn't speak, he could only stare at Brother Jue.

"You must be wondering... what I plan to do with your body, right?" And Feng Bujue didn't need the other party to say too much, because he was very good at guessing what people were thinking.

E107 blinked after hearing this.

"Heh... actually, it's obvious, isn't it?" Feng Bujue replied with a smile, "I'm going to reattach your head to your body."

In the next second, E107 widened his eyes and looked at Brother Jue with a confused look, glancing sideways at the direction where his body was from time to time.

"You want to ask... is that possible?" Brother Jue asked again.

E107 blinked.

"Hmph..." Feng Bujue smiled, "I don't know how high the success rate is, but..." he said in a very relaxed tone, "Does it really matter?"

E107 didn't react.

"It would be great if I could reattach your head, but what if you unfortunately die during the process..." Feng Bujue continued, "So what?" He tilted his head, "It's better than you maintaining your current state, right?"

Although Brother Jue spoke lightly about other people's life and death, what he said made sense... E107 also felt that it would be better to die quickly than to live like this, so he quickly blinked hard at Brother Jue.

"Okay, it seems you agree, then... let's not delay." Feng Bujue said and did, and turned around to move E107's body.

Brother Jue's physique was not bad now, and he could be considered quite strong in reality. It only took him a dozen seconds to carry E107's body onto the hospital bed.

At this time, E107's right foot had been removed by Feng Bujue, and the bed board was empty. After Brother Jue laid E107's body flat, he took off the other party's head from the headrest without saying a word, and unplugged all the tubes below the head.

At that moment, a trace of pain appeared on E107's face, but this pain did not last long... In less than two seconds, Brother Jue had reattached his head to his body. The moment the neck wounds touched, E107 no longer felt uncomfortable.

"Gurgle... uh..." Then, E107 lay there steadily, making strange noises in his throat.

Feng Bujue didn't bother with him, just silently calculating the time in his heart: "This time, the body didn't show any signs of spontaneous convulsions, which means... the nervous system has completed its self-repair and the brain has regained control." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think to himself, "Heh... in a sense, this drug called VNO-9 should be considered a success."

In the next few minutes, the scars on E107's neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. A few minutes ago, his head, which had been separated from his body, looked haggard, but now, it had clearly returned to the appearance of a man in his thirties.

"Uh cough... uh cough cough..." Five minutes later, accompanied by a burst of coughing, E107 moved.

The first thing he did was to raise his hand and instinctively touch his neck, and then he supported himself with his elbows and sat up.

"Thank you." This was the first sentence E107 said to Feng Bujue after he spoke.

"You're welcome." Feng Bujue said, "May I ask for your honorable name?"

"My name is Igor." Igor replied and asked, "What about you?"

"Feng Bujue." Anyway, the system would find a way to translate it, so Feng Bujue answered directly.

"Hello, Feng Bujue..." Igor continued, "Speaking of... you're also a test subject, right?"

"I..." Brother Jue's acting skills came as soon as he said it, "I don't remember..." He put on a lost-memory face, with a profound look in his eyes and a solemn expression, "When I woke up, I found myself thrown into Experiment Room Number One at the end of the corridor with your body."

"I see..." Igor showed a look of sympathy, "Then how did you escape?"

"With this." Feng Bujue took out the lock buckle from his pocket and waved it in front of the other party, "I pried the door open."

"Oh? You're a locksmith?" Igor asked.

"That's not important." Brother Jue didn't intend to let the other party keep asking questions, and Igor's questions were getting more and more off-topic, "What's important is... what exactly happened here?"

"Oh! That's right!" Igor suddenly showed a panicked expression, "Those 'demons'! 'Devils'! They suddenly appeared... and... killed all the researchers!" He seemed to have recalled something terrible, his whole body trembled, and his tone became uncontrollably higher.

"Calm down, Igor, take a deep breath..." Feng Bujue was unmoved, and said in a very calm tone, "We're safe now, don't panic..." His extremely calm attitude and words had a reassuring power, "Tell me slowly and in detail what happened just now..."

"Haa... haa..." Igor quickly took a few deep breaths and calmed down a little. Then, he looked into Brother Jue's eyes and said, "It's... it's devils... it must be!"

"What devils? What do they look like? What did they do?" Feng Bujue understood that when facing this kind of incoherent guy, you have to point out the logic and order when answering.

"Just... just like the one... that came in when you were hiding under the bed." Igor replied, "He... they killed all the researchers!"

"You saw it?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I... I..." Igor swallowed, "I was... I woke up from a coma and... found my body was gone, and I couldn't shout even if I wanted to." At this point, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his neck, "They fixed my head on the bed frame, as if they wanted to dissect my feet first..."

"Oh, right, your foot." Feng Bujue heard this, and casually reached out and took Igor's foot from a nearby tray, "Try it, you should be able to reattach it too."

Igor was still sitting on the hospital bed. Seeing Brother Jue hand over the foot, he took it somewhat woodenly, and then... tried to attach it to the wound on his calf.

"Keep talking, they wanted to dissect you, then what?" Feng Bujue saw that the other party had stopped narrating, so he immediately reminded him.

"Uh... then..." Igor paused, regained his train of thought, and continued to recall, "Gunshots and the screams of the guards came from outside... then, I... I saw..." He seemed to have recalled a very terrifying scene, and his expression became even more fearful, "'They' broke in..."

"'They'?" Feng Bujue repeated the word, "There's more than one?"

"Yes, there were two... or three, I didn't see clearly." Igor replied.

"Okay." Feng Bujue continued to ask, "What happened after they broke in?"

"The three researchers in the room were all frightened, one wanted to run out, but was swept in half by the devil's wave..." Igor said, "The other two were so scared that they collapsed on the ground, and were dragged out by two devils respectively..."

"Wait a minute..." Feng Bujue heard something strange, "Since one was swept in half, then... what about the blood?"

"That's the scariest part!" Igor said here, his face pale and cold sweat dripping down, "He didn't bleed!"

"Oh?" Feng Bujue's expression changed, "You mean, his body was cut in half, but no blood came out?"

"Yes!" Igor replied very surely, "After the devil separated his upper and lower body, the wound was covered with a black substance, and no blood or internal organs came out. And... he could still move."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded and asked, "Then what happened later?"

"Later... the devils dragged all the researchers out... whether they were whole or cut in half..." Igor replied, "Then, after about an hour, you came in..."

"So, they may not be dead..." Feng Bujue continued.

"No, those who are captured by devils will be dragged into the abyss of hell!" Igor said with a serious face, "They must have already..."

"One more question." Feng Bujue didn't intend to listen to the other party's feudal superstition, he interrupted, "Why... weren't you taken away?"

This question made Igor's expression change and he fell silent.

After a while, he looked at his right foot, which was gradually regaining consciousness, and muttered, "Maybe... I'm already a devil..."

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, "No, you're not a devil."

"How do you know?" Igor asked back, and excitedly continued, "You saw it too, my head was cut off before, but I'm still alive and well!"

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with whether you're a devil or not." Feng Bujue still replied in a calm tone, "You can survive because..." As he said that, he raised his finger and pointed to the container with the green liquid next to him, "Your body has been mutated under the influence of VNO-9."

"So... what exactly is that thing?" Igor held his forehead and showed a painful expression, "They told me at first that I came here to receive medical assistance. Because I was injured in the war, contracted a serious illness, and had no relatives... so I got this 'precious opportunity'." He paused for half a second, and suddenly clenched a hand hanging by his side, "But after I came here... they injected me with that damned poison! Turned me into a monster!"

After saying that, he slammed the clenched fist heavily on the bedside cabinet, but unexpectedly... this punch actually punched a hole in the top of the cabinet.

"That's not a poison." Feng Bujue glanced at the cabinet and continued, "But a drug that is in the experimental stage..."

"How do you know?" Igor's eyes flashed with suspicion when he heard this.

"Heh... don't worry, I'm not one of them." Feng Bujue knew what the other party was suspecting, and he smiled calmly, "I just made some inferences based on that experimental log and my personal observations." He paused for two seconds, and said again, "I think... the original intention of this VNO agent was to improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers. But the formula it uses must still have many problems or defects, so... all the formulas from No. 1 to No. 8 failed."

At this point, Brother Jue raised his eyebrows and glanced at Igor: "But this VNO-9, at least on you... is considered an experimental success."

"Successfully turned me into a monster?" Igor asked.

"No, not a monster, a super soldier." Feng Bujue continued, "Get rid of your common sense and religious prejudices, and think about it again..." The tone he used when saying this was very bewitching, "The current you has super strength, speed, endurance, and amazing self-healing ability. Even if you step on a landmine or are hit by a shell on the battlefield... as long as your head is not damaged, there is a great chance that you can recover on your own." He looked at the container containing VNO-9 again, "And all of this is thanks to this drug."

After Brother Jue finished speaking, Igor fell silent again.

After a long while, he reopened his mouth and snorted coldly: "Hmph... so, I still have to thank them?"

"That's not necessary." Feng Bujue said, "You didn't take the initiative to participate in this kind of experiment, you were just used as a guinea pig by them... You should thank yourself; your body is bearing the corresponding risks while gaining this power... To put it more bluntly, any mistake in the experimental process may lead to your death. You can survive until now and become a super soldier because of your body's adaptability and... a little luck."