757 Research Room 1

The underground research room, which has become more heavily guarded, almost made Raymond think that he had gone the wrong way.

Guards wearing special full-body metal armor stood on both sides of the passage like wooden stakes, and the unscrupulous cold breath emitted made the whole passage as cold as an ice cellar.

It's just such strict protective measures that woke up Stuart who came with Raymond. After he found out that the passage was full of such guys, he became annoyed.

The burly body like a hill, coupled with the coercion of his Dawn-level disaster lord, turned these guys like metal cans into quails whose feathers were plucked in the cold wind, shivering. pendulum.

And Raymond, who walked in swaggeringly behind Stuart, was wantonly probing the strength of these guys. What surprised him was that they all had the strength to attack third-level wizards, but such strength came here to act as a wizard. The wooden stake standing guard should represent some important person in the research room.

However, Stuart, who was walking slowly ahead, seemed very angry. The closer he was to the research room, the greater the intensity of the coercion he walked out of. These guys who are stumbling around but still insisting on standing upright, it is estimated that they will suffer for many days in the future. able to recover.

But there were more things that surprised Raymond. Stewart, who had always been close to strangers and reserved words, was stopped at the door of the research room. The shriveled old man who was guarding the door of the research room roared when he saw Stuart Got up, rushed up and grabbed his arm, pulled him to the side, and began to yell at him in a strange language.

He couldn't understand, and Stuart himself didn't express any opinions, so Raymond could only watch helplessly, and Stuart looked like he was being taught humbly. But Raymond's jaw dropped in shock.

If he didn't understand, he could only stare blankly. It wasn't until the shriveled old man finished training Stuart that he opened the door of the research room. After entering, Lei Meng asked curiously. "Stuart! Who are the guards in the passage and the old man just now?"

Stuart, who walked into the research room with Raymond, hesitated for a while before answering in a low voice. "Secretary of the Presbyterian Church, the guy inside is Crazy Willard!"

"Crazy Willard?" Stuart's willingness to explain already surprised Raymond, and the title he used made Raymond even more confused.

But Stuart, who had closed his mouth, stopped talking, and lowered his head to return to his previous dull appearance.

Feeling that this guy would not open his mouth to explain again, Raymond was full of doubts, but when he came inside with the staff of the research room, the scene in front of him made him roar. "Who allowed you to start!"

In the center of the test bench isolated by the shielding force field. A red-colored vertical eye with a wing membrane has been cleaned up by cutting its chest open. It is suspended in mid-air with a metal stick inside, and its internal organs have also been carefully disassembled and put into One by one, there are glass vessels in which the solution exists.

It's just that the head of this vertical eye is still intact. And inside the eyeball in the middle of the brow, there is still energy turbulence visible to the naked eye. Clearly a sign of an impending eruption.

But his back was towards Raymond, the guy in the snow-white wizard robe. But he ignored Lei Meng's roar at all, holding a leg bone with vertical eyes in his hand, and was observing carefully.

The quiet test area echoed because of Raymond's roar. Raymond, who was hesitating whether to break in, heard footsteps, and Harveys who was trotting all the way soon appeared in front of him. He said in a low voice with some fear. "Lord Raymond! Come with me first..."

It feels very bad, but this vertical eye has been cleaned up so clean, it's useless to get angry, so Raymond followed Harveys to his office. After sitting down, ask why.

Except for the giant fiery red vertical eye that was not sent in, the other vertical eyes that were imprisoned and sealed have all been sent to the research room, but Willard, who came here with the elders' warrant in half an hourglass, was alone. The vertical eyes were dealt with.

"Lord Raymond, this Willard is a complete lunatic. Even Lord Dilgos has a headache and is unwilling to have a direct dispute with him. And he will leave soon, so let's treat it as a way to send him away." A vertical eye came over..."

The tone was very depressed and helpless, but after explaining, Harveys took out a strategic warehouse box from under the table, but his fingers holding the box seemed to be too hard, causing his knuckles to turn pale.

Raymond, who roughly understood the reason, looked at him without making a sound when he saw him like this. It was only after a while that Harveys, who had lost his composure, smiled awkwardly and handed over the box.

The quality of the purified indigo powder and the stinging spinal cord preserved in the blue crystal bottle exceeded Lei Meng's expectations, and the fifteen kilograms of rare metal surprised Lei Meng even more.

After stuffing these things into the storage ring, Raymond took over the autopsy plan handed over by Harveys and began to check it. A moment later, as the office door was knocked, a staff member in a white robe came in to report the autopsy It's time to start.

After Harveys left his office, the two old men he had seen before had fixed a dark blue vertical eye on the laboratory table, and the lunatic Willard had already brought his processed vertical eye The specimen leaves.

And a guy sent to suppress these vertical-eyed creatures is also adjusting the posture of this vertical-eyed creature on the test bench according to the requirements of the two old men, so as to facilitate the upcoming dissection.

Harveys, who was about to start the autopsy, immediately became serious. After entering the experimental area, he muttered to the two old men, and quickly started gesticulating on the sealed vertical-eyed body. Early preparations.

Raymond, who was covered in an isolation force field, didn't speak anymore after entering the experiment area, but waited patiently.

Various instruments were selected one by one, and Harveys, who did it himself, first cut off the posterior cranial nerve of the vertical eye, and then began to deal with its body.

The blue skin is extremely tough, but after being peeled off, it reveals the rock-like muscles underneath, and the internal organs are basically the same as those gray-black vertical eyes, but the blood in these vertical eyes also shows a certain color. It was a fluorescent blue color, and it was extremely corrosive. The acid mist that filled the air enveloped the entire test bench in a short time.

Harveys' dissection techniques were quite proficient. In less than half an hour, the chest cavity of this vertical eye was cleaned up, and its beating heart was also removed and placed in a container for preservation.

The imprisoned vertical eye has not completely died yet, but it can't feel the pain it has suffered, but when it comes to disposing of its brain, Harveys is a little hesitant stand up.

Because the vertical eye between the brows of this blue vertical eye is in a half-closed and half-open state, through the gap between the upper and lower eyelids, the pupil inside can be barely seen, and the energy ripples lingering in the pupil are far away. It is not comparable to those gray and black ordinary vertical eyes.

"It has reached the strength of a second-level wizard. If it erupts, the power will be astonishing. Can you ensure that it will be suppressed at the moment of the eruption?"

Harveys, who spoke to the guy standing opposite the test bench, spoke very solemnly, but the guy who was sent to protect him hesitated for a long time before shaking his head.

The stunned Harveys immediately flew into a rage, but this kind of situation had never happened before.

However, the dissection was suddenly interrupted at such a level, which meant that the brain could not be processed while the vertical eye was alive, and some of the most critical data might be lost.

Raymond, who was also very depressed, thought for a while and asked immediately. "With your strength, you can't guarantee that you can completely suppress the self-explosion, so what kind of strength do you need to send over to ensure the absolute safety of the autopsy process?"

This guy, who was a bit dull, immediately turned his attention to Stuart who was sitting not far away... (to be continued...)