As the footsteps sounded, the passage light gradually lit up, and Ye Fan's vision became much clearer.

After walking over ten meters, he was shocked to find that there were a lot of blood stains along the walls and ground along the way, and there were also wisps of poisonous smoke remaining in the air.

I've been afraid that someone had died here.

Ye Fan's face couldn't help but change, and he was busy running the life and death stone to protect himself.

At the same time, his nerves were never tense before.

Although Ye Fan hadn't discovered anything or saw dangerous things, he felt deeply uneasy in his heart... At the end of the front was another steel door, the entrance was pitch black, like a giant beast, which was about to swallow Ye Fan at any time... "Beebee--" At almost the same moment, Masako Keiguchi's cell phone was shocked.

An alarm sounded shrill.

Masako Keiguchi suddenly raised her head, her eyes red: "Attack! Attack!"

"All-out attack!"

When the killing sounded and shocked at the main entrance of the Blood Dragon Garden, Ye Fan tried hard to open the Qianjin Steel Door.

In addition to the steel core locking of the steel door, there are more than a dozen steel plates sealing it, which is very strong and airtight.

Ye Fan struggled for more than ten minutes before he twisted the steel core.

There was a crisp crack sound, and the steel door slowly retreated to both sides, and a strong poisonous gas came to the impact.

Ye Fan hurriedly held his breath and walked forward with a samurai sword in his hand.

What just made him suffer was that although there were no enemies or mechanisms in front, there was another steel door at the end of dozens of meters.

Ye Fan used the Life and Death Petroleum to dissolve the poison gas, and then stepped forward again and opened the second steel door.

As soon as the door opened, a richer poisonous smoke came, carrying a long-closed smell of blood.

But there is still no danger.

Ye Fan tightened his nerves and continued to move forward, and came to the turn to open the third steel door.

Compared with the first two, this steel door is not only much fragile, but also simply locks without reinforced steel plates.

Ye Fan opened the steel core with force, and the front of him instantly lit up, and dozens of headlights shone together.

The pungent poisonous smoke also surged over.

Fierce, rolling, overwhelming.

In an instant, the poisonous smoke filled the entire corridor, making Ye Fan unable to see the corridor when he came.

Ye Fan felt like he was in the Cloud Palace.

He hurriedly found the location of the exhaust fan, opened all buttons, and asked the exhaust fan to take away the thick smoke in batches.

It took fifteen minutes to reduce the smoke by half, and Ye Fan's vision became clear again.

Ye Fan revolved on the life and death petroleum to dissolve the poisoning smoke, and was glad that Song Hongyan did not come.

It is estimated that only he can withstand this toxicity and this concentration.

Then, he raised his head and looked ahead.

A closed laboratory fell into the public's sight, not, to be precise, an underground world.

This laboratory is much larger than a football field.

There are more than a dozen cubicles, seven or eight large observation rooms, and several offices and data analysis rooms.

Everything is no different from a research institute.

But it seemed like a world war was born inside.

Various instruments fell to the ground in a skewed manner, and various bottles and jars were placed randomly on the table, and the ground was covered with glass residue and various debris.

Dozens of chairs and desks were all overturned to the ground, more than a dozen phones were hung in the air, and piles of blood-stained materials were scattered.

There is a huge display screen hanging in the air in the center of the laboratory. The display screen is less than five meters above the ground, but there are still signs of collision and cracking.

The whole laboratory is extremely messy, and it is not easy to find a place to get off the feet.

What touches the corners of the mouth most is that there are countless bones on the ground, white and terrifying.

"Damn, these bones have been gnawed!"

Ye Fan held the sword and gun while walking forward, checking the bones on the ground, clearly identifying that the bones had been gnawed, and his heart couldn't help but feel chilled.

Ye Fan quickly walked through the laboratory, trying to find a way to escape, but there was nothing but bones and information.

After looking around, he looked at the second floor.

That is the office of the laboratory person in charge.

Ye Fan ran towards the top with agility.

The office of the person in charge is luxurious and spacious, occupying a small half of the floor and there are three access controls.

Ye Fan took three minutes to pry the door open one by one.

Finally, he pushed open the tempered glass door.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it.

In the field of vision, a dry woman sat in an office chair, wrapped in a white coat, looking like she had been dead for many days.

From the color of the bones on her face and the medicine bottles that fell to the ground, Ye Fan could tell that she died of toxicity.

It is precisely because of this toxic effect that her body did not rot and just lost its moisture and became dry.

Suicide! Ye Fan glanced over and took off the nameplate on the woman's body.

There are units, titles, and photos on it.

"The head of the Seventh Laboratory, Dr. Ryoko Kurokawa?

Kurokawa...will she have anything to do with Kurokawa Muxue?"

Ye Fan became curious when he looked at the powerful woman in the photo, and then put the nameplate bag into his pocket.

Then Ye Fan turned his gaze to the surroundings.

There are many medical monographs and human anatomy pictures here, and there are piles of incomprehensible data and color photos on the wall.

Several computers were covered in dust but were not damaged.

"Diary of Life Research?"

Ye Fan flipped through some things on the desktop again, but he didn't take them away when he saw that there was no value. He just wanted to move his footsteps, so he locked a small drawer at a glance.

There is a yellowed diary inside. Ye Fan pulled it out and looked through it a few times. Feng Qingyundan's eyes were full of fun: "I finally got the specimen residue from the 13th District of the Eagle Kingdom. Although it was just a finger, it was of landmark significance to Laboratory No. 7."

"I heard that for this finger, we sacrificed a lot of people and a lot of money, and also severely damaged Yang Guo's layout in the West."

"But compared to the future starry sea, all this sacrifice is worth it..." "This finger is indeed unique. Without brain and nerve control, it still gives people a sense of vitality."

"Next week it's time to start preparing potions from the data of this finger for experiments..." "The experimental subject No. 49 responded fiercely, and his survival time was seventeen minutes less than No. 2!"

"Temperature changes have a great impact on the experiment. The experimental subject can only survive below 30 degrees. If it exceeds this temperature, it will cause bleeding and death from the seven orifices."

"At twenty-four degrees, the experimental subject has the strongest activity. If it is below this temperature, the activity will drop severely. If it is below zero, it will also be dead."

"In terms of mutation alone, No. 7 evolves the fastest speed!"

"It's 30% faster than the Homogen V..." "They are excellent and excellent, but unfortunately they can't solve the fatal weakness of temperature, especially because they can't walk in the sun."

"If you can't walk in the sun and the stability brought by temperature changes, these experimental subjects will never make sense, and they are not even as good as vampires."

Ye Fan looked at several pages in a row, and they were all recorded by experiments.

He smelled an unusual smell.

He wanted to read it carefully, but was worried that it would take too much time, so he turned to the last few pages to see if he could find out what happened in the laboratory.

Sure enough, there is the answer Ye Fan wants.

"Today I came a very special experimental subject, from Longdu, a middle-aged woman who was still seriously ill in a state of fake death."

"I marked her as number 49."

"The reason why the Blood Medical School transported her here from afar is that the data and blood on her body are very close to the perfect goal we want."

"Well, this great contribution should be remembered to the dead Beitingchuanjun. He accidentally locked this specimen for us."
Chapter completed!