Chapter 378 Dante in Hell

Hearing this suggestion, Lu Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up.

The size of the turtle is like a tank.

If it can carry some hot weapons on its body, it will not be much different from a real tank.

Coupled with its own defense, it will be a terrifying war fortress after the transformation.

Suddenly, the warden looked at the shadow and said:

"I remember that the doctor is focusing on the project of flesh and blood machinery?"

"This can just provide him with some ideas in this regard."

The jailer interrupted at this time:

"Then how to ensure the loyalty of this turtle?"

"If it is not willing to stand on our side after the transformation, won't it become an enemy?"

Hearing this, the warden fell into deep thought again.

Indeed, it is just as the jailer said.

When the loyalty of the target cannot be ensured, blindly transform it, then the shells may fall on your head in the end.

At this time, Zhang Chu interrupted again:

"Why don't we kill it and share the meat?"

Hearing this, the warden shook his head and said:

"It's still a pity."

Lu Xiao beside him also nodded.

The warden continued:

"According to the habits of this animal, it is relatively gentle."

"Only under this premise is it worth trying."

Just then, Shadow suddenly said:

"It seems there is a way."

Hearing his words, everyone looked at him.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Shadow said in a deep voice:

"You can let the doctor put it into that dream world."

"Due to the speed of time flow inside, the doctor has enough time to implant the thought stamp in it."

"In this way, it can be ensured that it will not betray."

"Just recently, a contaminated victim was sent to the doctor."

"You can let the doctor try it together."

Hearing this, the warden was silent for a moment, and finally sighed:

"If possible, I hope Mo Ling can have a good ending."

Mo Ling is the female victim who was ordered to explore the fog.

She was sent to the C03 shelter by Shadow after being eroded by pollution.

At this moment, the doctor and Xiuens looked at Mo Ling tied to the stretcher, and both of them had surprise on their faces.

The doctor blinked his eye between his eyebrows and said calmly:

"A perfect experimental material."

Hearing this, Xiuens turned his head and looked at him and asked:

"I think it's a bit of a waste to use this experimental material to try the flesh and blood mechanical transformation experiment."

The doctor nodded gently and said:

"Indeed, such materials are a bit too wasteful for transformation."

"I think it's better to use it for the god-making experiment."

Hearing the doctor's words, Xiuens' tone became a little hurried.

"In this way, the god-making plan has the best experimental conditions."

"We will first use the recalled disabled prison guards for the experiment. After collecting enough data, we will use this victim as the final key experimental subject."

"Maybe we can create a powerful god."

The doctor did not answer immediately, but frowned and thought for a moment.

"It's a good idea."

"But before the experiment, in order to ensure that there are no accidents."

"I need to implant a thought stamp into this victim."

Xiens naturally agreed to this proposal.

Just when the two were about to act separately, a communication came in.

After the doctor put down the communication, a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Shadow has sent us another good material for the experiment."

"And it is a good material for the experiment of flesh and blood machinery."

Hearing this, Xiuens showed an impatient expression.

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At this moment, Dante was walking on a desolate land.

The environment here is somewhat similar to the Dark Prison.

There is another scarlet full moon in the sky of the Dark Prison.

And here, there is a dark red sunset.

It looks like a sun that has reached the end of its life.

The sun is as hot as fire, falling on the earth, reflecting this place like dusk.

This is hell.

There is deathly silence around him.

A dark crow is circling above his head.

Dante looked up at the crow and felt a little irritated.

A day ago, he came to this mysterious place through the gate of hell summoned by the green mailbox.

But he did not appear directly in the mysterious post office as Faith said.

Instead, he landed in an uninhabited place.

This made him very helpless.

He knew nothing about hell.

The surrounding scene was a barren land that had not changed for thousands of years.

There was no vegetation, no uneven terrain, only dark brown land that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The land was full of cracks, like the center of a drought-stricken area.

And the setting sun above his head was constantly draining the moisture from Dante's body.

Even though he was already a god at this moment, he felt like he was about to collapse.

He sighed in his heart and said:

"I was still too reckless and didn't collect enough information before setting foot here."

He pursed his cracked lips.

The mouth was dry, as if it was filled with sand.

He was almost unable to speak at this moment.

Looking at the crow circling overhead, Dante had an idea in his mind.

He rolled his eyes, and his huge body slowly fell to the ground, as if he had fainted.

The crow circled in the sky for a long time.

When it saw that Dante on the ground had not moved for a long time.

It landed on Dante carefully.

Then it pecked at Dante's eyelids.

However, Dante's skin could resist the attack of bullets, so it was naturally not so easy to be hurt.

Even though the eyelids were the most vulnerable part.

In a flash, Dante raised his hand and grabbed the crow.

Then he twisted its head off directly.

Warm blood fell on his face.

Without hesitation, he directly brought the crow's body to his mouth and greedily sucked the little flesh and blood inside.

Dante knew in his heart that this was just drinking poison to quench thirst.

In this situation, his thirst would only become stronger.

He glanced at the slightly raised ground in the distance.

After retracting his gaze, he stood up and patted the dust on his body.

Then he continued to walk slowly forward.

And the slightly raised place also slowly moved with him.

After a long time.

Dante's feet softened and he fell directly to the ground.

The scorching sun fell on his body and steamed up some white smoke.

There is no day and night here, only the eternal dusk.

I don't know how long it has passed.

The land around Dante bulged slightly, and an ugly monster crawled out of the soil.

Its body was like a white and tender maggot, with only a hideous mouthpart on its head.