Chapter 952: I Was a King

After experimenting for a while, Du Dian discovered that what he lost was not only dark vision, but also power and magic mark ability. He only has physical strength now, and it has been greatly weakened, probably only at the level of a pioneer, without the ability to attach any Ripper's magic marks, as if... the magic marks have been stripped from his body.

But the magic mark on his chest was still intact, and he thought that the purple liquid injected into his body should be the thing that suppressed his magic mark ability.

"I don't know if it's permanent or time-sensitive." Du Dian thought to himself, it was the first time he encountered such a magical drug that could make an abyss lose its magic mark ability.

Squeak.

The door of the cell was pushed open, and the burly Bo Luo came in, snorted softly, and in an instant, the entire noisy cell fell silent, and the terrifying shadows in each cell shivered, stopped making noise, curled up In the depths of the shadowy corner, only the corpse girl who kept biting the iron railing was still roaring in a low voice, her pure black eyes were full of ferocity and tyranny.

Bo Luo glanced at her, sighed softly, walked along the aisle to her cage, and looked at her quietly.

The girl reached out and scratched from the cage, baring her teeth and claws, full of bloodthirsty.

Bo Luo stared for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked at Du Dian, "You know how to control the walking dead, don't you?"

Du Dian was silent and did not deny it.

It's not that he doesn't want to hide this secret, but that he can't. Although this Boluo looks rough on the outside, he is as careful as a hair. He will probably be able to see through Hailisha's abnormality on the way to bring him back. After all, Hailisa followed him like a shadow, which is a strange thing in the first place. .

"Did you get this method from the empire, or did you find it from the ruins?" Bo Luo didn't ask directly what the method was, but suddenly asked about the source.

Du Dian's eyes moved slightly, staring at him, "Where is she?"

"She's fine." Bo Luo looked at him meaningfully, "Out of your control, she seems to be just a puppet."

"She's not a puppet." Du Dian immediately corrected.

"I said it seems." Bo Luo said casually.

"She's not!" Du Dian said in a deep voice.

Bo Luo frowned slightly, and there was a trace of understanding in his eyes, "Could it be that she is your lover? Or a relative? Also, I have seen many cases like yours. In this world, it is not uncommon to be infected with the virus. There are always some people A friend or loved one is infected with the virus and there is nothing to do, nothing to do, not even me, to change someone who is infected by the virus."

Speaking of this, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but it was hidden so deeply that it was fleeting, and then his expression returned to normal, and he continued: "However, you are the first one who can control the people infected by the virus, even in the empire. Those despicable idiots have not found a way, if you want to live better, you can tell me about this way."

Du Dian was silent.

Bo Luo also seemed to be very patient, watching him quietly, waiting.

After a while, Du Dian slowly opened his mouth and said, "This method is not unusual, it's just that you are focusing on medicine and research, and you didn't think about it."

"Oh?" Bo Luo was very interested.

"Do you know "conditioned reflex"? "Du Dian looked at him, and did not hide this method. Although it seemed that mastering this was his trump card for survival, he knew that even if he didn't say it, the latter would have a way to make him confess, such as using Hai Lisha to coerce, or Destroy your willpower with drugs.

Although he thinks he is strong enough, the reality can often easily smash your stubborn shell, just like many strong-willed people bow their heads in front of the drug poor.

"Conditioned reflex?"

Bo Luo was stunned, and suddenly realized that he had studied biology for many years, so he naturally knew the most basic knowledge. When Du Dian said it, he knew what was going on, and couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't expect to be smart for a lifetime, and I was confused for a while. Such a simple thing is right in front of my eyes, but everyone turns a blind eye. It's a conditioned reflex, haha..." Bo Luo couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was full of sarcasm,

I don't know whether to laugh at myself or others.

When the laughter subsided, he looked at Du Dian with admiration, "Using conditioned reflex to control the walking dead is really thanks to your ability to figure it out. This training process must be extremely painful and difficult, right?"

"It's okay." Du Dian was not proud or happy, and said calmly: "Compared to your research, this is just superficial. I heard that life can be cloned and copied before, but I have never seen it. I didn't expect you to have this. Rumors have been put into practice, and it is so successful, if you are still in the empire, this achievement alone should be enough to surpass ten thousand people, second only to the seven kings."

Bo Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Even without this, I am still above ten thousand kings, Seven Kings? Hey, I think I was once the king, but..." At this point, his brows frowned, as if thinking of something Unpleasant things, shut the mouth, did not say any more.

Du Dian's pupils shrank slightly when he heard it, and he was shocked. Was he a king? This Boluo in front of him is actually a king? !

Seeing Du Dian's unbelievable look, Bo Luo snorted coldly and said: "There is nothing strange about kings, they are just a group of cowardly people struggling to survive. What's ridiculous is that everyone thinks they are heroes, and they worship and love them. It's ridiculous to be willing to be driven like a cow and a horse!" There was an undisguised sneer, disgust and contempt on his face.

Du Dian was stunned, a little puzzled in his heart, and asked: "Survival? They are already the strongest existence among us humans, do they need to be so humble?"

Hearing what he said, Bo Luo sneered nonstop, but didn't say anything more to him, he just said: "For the sake of your honesty, I'm only telling you this, and it's also a way of telling you to control the walking dead." The return of the method, as for other things, you don't need to know, that is not the level you can touch, and it is useless to know, ants have the life of ants, I don't know how high the sky is, and I still live happily every day, why bother to think so much ?”

Du Dian was slightly silent, thinking in his heart whether I am an ant or a giant dragon, is it up to you? But after thinking about it, it seems that he really has the final say. If he kills himself now, he will really become an ant. An ant with a violent corpse in the wilderness and a life as cheap as grass, among all living beings, an abyss is nothing. what? It's just a dim star in the vast sea of ​​stars, who will notice?

Seeing that Bo Luo was about to leave, Du Dian put away his thoughts and quickly stopped him, "Have you removed my magic marks? What experiment are you going to use me for?"

"It's not elimination, what else do you need if you eliminate it?" Bo Luo turned his head and glanced, "But your current state is no different from the removal of the magic mark. I advise you to be honest and don't try to escape. There are many traps here, be careful I lost my life." After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Seeing that he didn't mention what kind of experiment it was, Du Dian was disappointed, but he also knew that he probably wouldn't tell himself. After Bo Luo left, he turned his head and looked at Zasit and Jason lying in the two cages next to him. , said: "Have you heard everything?"

Zasit and Jason who were in a "coma" slowly sat up, Jason sighed, and said, "It seems that we are really going to fall here."

"This man used to be a king!" Zahit's eyes were still full of shock, and he said with lingering fear: "It's crazy that we tried to kill a king before!"

Jason gave a wry smile, suddenly thought of something, and said, "I seem to have heard that there was once a king who defected from the empire. Could it be him?"

Zasit looked at him in astonishment, "Where did you hear that?"

"A wall owner." Jason didn't elaborate, and sighed again: "Now we can only resign ourselves to fate."

Zahit's face was gloomy, and he said listlessly: "If I knew it, I should have followed that Dinah in the first place, so I wouldn't be a prisoner."

Du Dian glanced at him and said coldly: "The other party brought us here before, just to save trouble. When the other party noticed us, he had already planned to let us be his experimental products."

"That's at least better than the current treatment." Zasit looked at him angrily. He was angry with Du Dian before, but because Du Dian was stronger than him, he could only swallow his anger and obey Du Dian's meaning, but at the moment As a prisoner, he is not afraid that Du Dian dares to attack him, not to mention that Bo Luo has already said that they are now almost stripped of the magic marks, and they have no combat effectiveness.

"Stupid!" Du Dian snorted coldly.

"It's all your fault!" Zasit gritted his teeth and looked at him.

"Enough!" Jason growled and glared at Zasit, "What's the use of arguing now? Besides, what Doody said was right at this time, didn't you see that the one opposite is also her daughter? I really have deep feelings for my daughter, and tortured us to death a long time ago, even if it is worth experimenting, it will inevitably be tortured, life is worse than death, if you want to blame, blame us for not fleeing in the first place!"

"If you don't escape, don't you wait for death?"

"Isn't it dead now?"

"Who knew it would turn out like this?"

"Ha ha……"

When Du Dian heard the two arguing, he was suddenly bored. He sat back in the depths of his cage, looked at his broken left leg, and rubbed the scar slightly. He walked back all by the demonized sharp blade as his left leg. Walking with support, at this moment he lost the ability to demonize and became completely crippled.

I often walk by the river and finally get my shoes wet.

Compared with other hunters who often leave the giant wall to hunt, most of them retire with a disabled body. He has been around for so many years, and he is lucky to have only broken a leg until today.

After being sad for a while, Du Dian stopped thinking about the broken leg. If he could leave alive and return to the Wall of God of War, he believed that the technology of the Shenluo Empire would be enough to regenerate his broken limb. After all, he was in the giant wall of Sylvia Well, the alchemists of the top life faction of the Dark Holy See can do this, but to a lesser extent, at most it can only regenerate a severed finger.