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Local anesthesia acts on the peripheral nerves, merely blocking them while the brain remains alert. Xiao Qiang can perceive and hear everything happening around him, which is enough to indicate that these people do not intend to kill him. He raises his hand several times, struggling to open his mouth, but it is all in vain.
The MV-22 Osprey carrying Xiao Qiang flies for an unknown duration, finally circling a few times before descending and coming to a stop on the ground.
Someone remarks, "The potency is strong enough to make this guy look like a mangy dog."
"Hahaha!"
Xiao Qiang is furious but powerless against those mocking him. He can only watch helplessly as they bind him like an animal to a cold, mobile stretcher.
The scenery above him shifts, and from the corner of his eye, he catches sight of many people standing nearby. The hollow sound comes from the ground, the noise of wheels turning and crushing.
Then, staff members in uniforms approach to take over Xiao Qiang, who lies on the stretcher, still stiff and unable to resist. He hears them mumbling something that feels like they are processing a handover.
At that moment, Xiao Qiang feels as if he has been sold. Those who have betrayed him hum a tune, singing a victory song as they triumphantly leave without even sparing him a glance before boarding the aircraft and departing.
Wait!! Weren't they supposed to take me to court? Why have they brought me here? Xiao Qiang struggles desperately, his mouth forming an O shape. Yet no sound escapes him; his struggles appear to others as mere tremors of fear.
"Is he afraid?" a man in a white uniform says to another.
"Is he really the mutant mentioned above?" the other man questions.
"Of course."
"I doubt it."
Xiao Qiang hears their words, his eyes filled with rage!!
One of the men pushing the stretcher takes out a card and flashes it in front of the electronic identification device at the entrance. A synthetic voice announces, "Dr. Jock, please enter."
The person observing Xiao Qiang closely notices his furious expression and turns to the one called Choke, saying, "Can he hear us?"
Choke pushed the mobile bed forward and replied, "You should be able to hear."
The person behind also took out a card and waved it in front of the electronic identification device.
The bionic simulation voice once again spoke in perfect Mandarin, "Mikhail, please enter."
Xiao Qiang caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye as he was pushed into a spacious room filled with various high-end instruments. Surrounding the room were Nano Infrared Lateral Scanners, their blue light scanning meticulously to check if Xiao Qiang was carrying any violent weapons or illegal items like listening devices.
Choke and Mihir positioned Xiao Qiang and went off to prepare. Suddenly, the entire room felt eerily quiet and cold. At the same time, as they entered The White House, high-end surveillance systems had already recorded the details of their entry.
As Xiao Qiang's consciousness gradually returned, he suddenly shouted in rage, "Let me go!" He struggled fiercely against the belt buckle that restrained him.
He felt he had shouted out loud, but it seemed that neither of them heard him. Choke merely glanced at him with indifference and remarked, "He's shaking again."
"Reinforce the belt buckle; the sedative Potency will wear off soon," Mihir said as he picked up a small instrument and began checking it, addressing the person who was watching Xiao Qiang.
Choke nodded in agreement, a wicked smile on his face, his eyes filled with mockery as he stared at Xiao Qiang, raising his finger in a thug-like manner and said, "OK."
Xiao Qiang struggled futilely; the more he fought, the harsher they tightened the belt buckle against him. It wasn't until the buckle dug deeply into the muscle of his wrist that they finally stopped.
Choke picked up a vial of some liquid, expelled the air from the syringe, and then forcefully injected it into Xiao Qiang's arm! A low growl escaped his throat as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Xiao Qiang felt his consciousness drifting away again, the surrounding environment becoming surreal and unreal.
Nano Sensors were forcibly attached by Mihir to various points on Xiao Qiang's head. Everything was ready; the automatic anti-riot door opened, and several high-ranking individuals walked in from outside.
Among them was a bald man who paid particular attention to the person lying on the bed. He frowned tightly as he approached Xiao Qiang, who had lost consciousness again. After a careful inspection confirmed that there was no possibility of resistance, he issued an order: "We can begin."
The computer program for decoding brainwave signals was underway. The Fluorescence Imaging System activated, transmitting all of Xiao Qiang's stored memories onto the screen.
Choke observed the data during the reporting process: "Brain temperature 30, blood pressure normal, pulse normal."
Mihir respectfully handed the form to the balding man, saying, "Professor, this is the blood routine test for subject N2."
The professor picked up the form, his gaze fixed on the analysis report. A meaningful smile spread across his face. "This is it."
Everyone else looked at him nervously, hoping he would explain the findings.
Clearing his throat, the professor said seriously, "This is a great discovery. In 2038, we have found an adult mutant. Moreover, the blood contains a mixture of various elemental particles. If I’m not mistaken, his genes are quietly evolving and mutating."
His words captivated everyone in the laboratory. He stepped back and moved to the side of the bed, his bony fingers reaching toward Xiao Qiang's shoulder blade. His gaze inadvertently landed on the arm where the sleeve had been pulled up. A strange set of letters on the arm made the professor shudder slightly.
Choke stepped forward. "What did you find?"
The professor withdrew his hand and chuckled awkwardly. "Haha, it’s probably just a data error."
Disappointment washed over the group as they collectively murmured an "oh," falling silent afterward.
"Prepare to inject copper isotopes and remove some memory fragments."
"Matt, you come here." The professor called out to the man who had been standing behind Choke.
Matt approached, and the professor asked, "The original plan remains unchanged. Send this set of data immediately to General Sumade..."
"Understood." Matt took the data form, casting a brief glance at the seemingly lifeless Xiao Qiang before briskly walking out.
Following the professor's instructions, Choke began to sift through Xiao Qiang's memory bank, systematically clearing away certain fragments.
The professor stared intently at the screen. The display revealed images that felt both familiar yet strangely unknown!
"Deletion complete."
"Input simulated memory." The professor nodded in satisfaction, his eagle-like eyes reflecting a cold, deep gaze as he asked, "Is the simulated human ready?"
"Ready."
"Bring it in."
"Okay."
The automatic sensing security door slowly opened, and a delicate-looking lady with a slender figure walked in.
At that moment, Choke suddenly changed his expression and said, "Brain temperature at 40 degrees."
The professor became tense. If the brain temperature did not decrease, it could lead to localized brain swelling and increased intracranial pressure, potentially resulting in death. He did not want Xiao Qiang to die; without this mutant's cooperation, the carefully designed experiment would be doomed to fail.
"Put on the simulated body ice cap immediately, stop the input program, and cool it down!!!"
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