"Lord Poseidon, what's going on?" A man said as he passed by the house arranged by the residents of Bilkost for Anmon.
"I don't know. He has been shutting himself in the house since the last incident. Did something happen to him, such as a serious injury?"
"It's impossible. Didn't you see that he recovered quickly from his injuries?"
"That's why."
"Who knows."
The two of them talked and left the house.
At this time, Anmeng was inside the house, curled up and squatting in the corner.
Memories kept flooding into An Meng's mind, and soon, the fragments of memory gradually pieced together and became a complete memory.
Amon is not a natural living weapon. Before this, Amon was just a small policeman in Ilika.
Anmeng has a wife and daughter, and his parents are still alive. It can be said that he has a happy family.
Things took a turn during a missing persons investigation.
The police station has recently received some reports, saying that four people are missing. The identities, jobs, and ages of these four people are different. It can be said that they are completely unrelated. An Meng is the police officer responsible for investigating these four missing cases. Although An Meng
Anmeng's business ability is excellent, but for this kind of case with no clues or connections, Anmeng has no clue.
The investigation made no progress until one day, the police station where Anmon worked received a letter.
"Stop investigating missing persons cases, that's an order.——Darwin."
Faced with this letter from the king, Anmon's first reaction was not to stop the investigation, but to feel confused.
Why did the king pay attention to this case, and why did he order the investigation to be stopped.
On the surface, Anmon stopped the investigation, but privately, Anmon began to investigate whether Darwin had any connection with these missing people.
When a parliament was held in the royal capital, Anmen sneaked into the royal capital and came to Darwin's office to investigate. During the investigation, Anmen accidentally encountered the mechanism of the bookshelf, and the secret door opened.
An Meng was startled and had an idea in his mind. After hesitating for a while, An Meng decided to go down and have a look.
Walking along the spiral staircase to the basement, Anmen saw four huge glass jars in the basement. In the jars were the four missing people. They seemed to be dead and were thrown motionless in the jars.
Anmen was shocked. He knocked on the can and found that the material of the can was very hard. There was no other way. Anmen took out his pistol and prepared to smash the can. However, before Anmen could pull the trigger, a force hit him.
The back of An Meng's neck, An Meng's vision went dark, and he fainted immediately.
When he opened his eyes again, An Meng was tied up and locked up in a small dark room. The person in front of him was Darwin.
"Police, no wonder you were able to find out here because of my letter." Darwin looked at Anmon and said.
"As a king, why on earth are you doing this? Does this do you any good?!" An Meng asked angrily.
"Benefits? Of course not, but at least there are no disadvantages." Darwin shook his head and said.
"Kill me, you bastard will definitely be punished by justice!"
"Haha, kill you? I could indeed do that, but I changed my mind." As he said that, Darwin looked aside. Anmen followed his gaze and found that there was an empty jar there.
"You, what are you going to do?"
"Make you a living weapon, and be different from those four." Darwin said.
"Living... weapons?"
"Yes, just enjoy it." With that said, Darwin took out a pistol from his pocket and shot Anmon directly.
When Anmen opened his eyes again, he was lying naked on a bed with a lot of green liquid on his body.
With a crooked glance, he saw behind him five huge glass jars filled with green liquid. In four of them, the four missing people were soaked in the liquid, and there was an empty jar that probably contained his own.
In front of him was Darwin and several people wearing doctor's clothes.
"You, what on earth are you going to do!" An Meng struggled and found that his limbs had been tied to the bed.
"Let's start the experiment and see how he is doing now." Darwin looked at the doctors and said. The doctors nodded, took out the scalpels and small saws and walked to Anmon's side.
Afterwards, the doctors directly began to use scalpels to cut on Anmon's body.
"Ahhhhh!" Anmen screamed in pain.
Then, a doctor pierced Anmen's heart with a knife. Anmen spit out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.
"The body of the experimental subject regenerates slowly, and the Book of Rebirth experiment failed."
Seeing that the wounds on Anmen's body showed no signs of regeneration, but his vitality was indeed recovering, a doctor spoke.
"Continue the experiment," Darwin ordered.
The doctors nodded, and after Anmen opened his eyes, they killed Anmen again.
After repeating this for countless times, An Meng lost consciousness and would not open his eyes even if he regained consciousness.
"After digging out the heart, he lost his vitality and the experiment on the Book of Rebirth failed."
Finally, the doctor looked at An Meng who had a big hole in his chest and said.
"There is no strong reaction to destroying the body's trunk," another doctor also said.
"The brain is reactive."
"The Book of Rebirth really failed because the divided liquid was too little." Darwin saw this scene and murmured, "In that case, let's completely destroy his will."
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The so-called destruction of will is actually nothing more than inhumane abuse of Anmeng. Vivisection and other things have become commonplace, and they forbid Anmeng to sleep. Every fifteen minutes, they will pour a basin of boiling water on Anmeng.
An Meng woke up instantly.
Anmen's screams could be heard in the basement all the time.
But Anmen still didn't give in. When he saw the doctors who came to torture him, Anmen would spit on their faces or bodies.
Until one day, the doctor brought Anmeng some food, which were meatballs. Anmeng, who had not eaten food for several months, didn't care about anything else and wolfed down the meatballs.
While eating, Anmeng felt something was wrong.
These meats don't look like pork, nor do they look like beef or mutton.
"Haha, look at how he is feasting." When Anmen finished eating, the doctors laughed.
"What, what, what are these?" An Meng's face was haggard and twisted, and he walked to the feet of the doctors and asked.
"Your parents, your sister, oh, by the way, your wife and daughter. By the way, your wife is really a beautiful mature woman. She must taste good too, right?"
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"Ugh!" Every time he thought of this, Anmen couldn't help but vomit violently, but since Anmen hadn't eaten for a long time, all he vomited out was some sour water.
"It's really embarrassing, Mr. Anmeng." A voice came. Anmeng raised his head and saw a man wearing a clown mask standing in front of him.
An Meng immediately became alert and prepared to attack.
"Want to know who is the person who brought you to this point?" the clown said suddenly.
An Meng was shocked.
"What, what are you talking about?"
"Darwin is just one of the participants. The real mastermind behind the scenes is Joshua, Joshua Joseph."