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One of the researchers stood there in silence, and after a long pause, suddenly turned around and shouted excitedly to the others nearby, "This Zhou Pengfei is inhumane! He actually forces us to do this."
The other researchers nodded in agreement. Unlike the previous experiments where they dissected corpses, this time they were dealing with a living person who could move and speak. During the dissection earlier, they all felt a strong sense of physiological discomfort. The feeling of nausea almost made them vomit.
However, they dared not defy Zhou Pengfei's orders and could only grit their teeth and continue with the dissection. While they were complaining back and forth, the Director suddenly stepped forward and interrupted them.
"Stop talking!" The Director said sternly. "If any of you are unwilling to participate in this inhumane experiment, you can leave the research institute right now. Without Zhou Pengfei providing food and medicine, I wonder how many days you think you can survive."
The researchers exchanged glances, their faces showing hesitation. If they left the Yiren Research Institute now, they would not only lose access to Zhou Pengfei's food but also be unable to obtain the antidotes for their toxic gas exposure. In such circumstances, their chances of survival were practically zero.
Though they were reluctant to conduct these unethical experiments, they were even less willing to give up their lives. They stood there for several minutes, but ultimately none of them turned to leave the institute.
Seeing that no one was preparing to walk away, the Director sighed and continued, "None of us are saints; it's not our place to consider what is humane or not. With this idle talk, we should focus on how to survive."
After a pause, the Director added, "From now on, we will have to rely on Zhou Pengfei for supplies to live. If you don’t want to die, stop speaking ill of him."
The researchers lowered their heads and fell into a long silence.
In the following days, Zhou Pengfei came to the Yiren Research Institute every day to assign tasks to these researchers. One by one, abilities were brought into the institute and placed on the dissection table. Each day, these researchers conducted such inhumane experiments.
As the number of experiments increased, their hearts gradually became numb.
They no longer felt that what they were doing was wrong. After all, if they didn't act this way, they wouldn't be able to survive. Was there anything wrong with wanting to live?
As their mindset shifted, these individuals faced the one lying on the Dissection Table, pleading desperately for their Ability, and the hesitation and compassion that once flickered in their eyes had vanished completely. They looked at the subject as if it were merely a lab animal, one that allowed them to manipulate it at will.
"Through these few days of experimentation, we have clarified some patterns regarding the Ability. It shouldn't take much longer to thoroughly study its essence," Zhou Pengfei said, standing before the Director with a satisfied expression, praising him.
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