Chapter 27: Human Experiments in the Daily Life 11

Chapter 27: Human Experiments in the Daily Life 11

Chi Meng got off the plane and looked at the prosperous life under the bubble economy.

Under the neon lights of this bustling world, it is your own paradise on earth.

Chi Meng took courses such as genetics, cytology, virology, etc. He had some knowledge of these courses in his previous life.

But you still have to find a source for these.

In this way, Chi Meng was busy going to classes every day, and he could deal with professors of various subjects who made things difficult for him with ease.

He then cast a spell on them, causing them to suffer pain every night.

Chi Meng looked at the various people, both ordinary and highly educated, walking on the campus, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She wants to prevent the lack of talent in our country and hinder the scientific development of our country. And the leaders, since they are the ones leading the country.

Then they definitely need to lead by example.

It was not until a month later that Chi Meng finally seized the opportunity.

This Murata Shimoaki is a professor in the history department of the school. He strongly advocates not recognizing the fact of active invasion of Chinese land.

He also plans to revise history textbooks and completely erase the war of aggression against China from them.

This person is truly unforgivable.

Chi Meng had been waiting for several days, and finally she got the chance.

Murata Shimoaki had just finished a day's classes, but he didn't want to go back home and face his old hag right away.

He hasn't seen the young woman next door for a long time.

Thinking of the round touch, he felt a little excited, and his mind kept recalling the wonderful experience last time. With a perverted and disgusting smile on his face, he walked towards the agreed direction.

When I passed by a remote corner where there were no cameras, I suddenly felt a slight pain in my neck.

Then the vision began to blur, and the ground and surrounding buildings began to spin until they were plunged into darkness.

Chi Meng appeared quickly and brought him into his own space.

When Murata Shimoaki woke up, he found himself tied up on an iron bed.

This is the used iron bed that Chi Meng secretly bought from the hospital. It has restraints on it that can effectively prevent the subject from struggling.

When Murata Shimoro slowly woke up, what he saw was a picturesque scene.

Ripe crops were piled up on the hilltops. In the distance, there were three-story exquisite houses. But this didn't look like a simple life.

What's more, since he woke up, there has been no sound at all. The whole world is terrifyingly silent, as if he is the only one there.

He began to feel panic-stricken.

He found himself tied to an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by a stifling silence.

"idiot!"

He tried to struggle, but the restraints were so tight around his body that he couldn't move.

In his sight, a young woman wearing a mask was walking towards him from afar. Her eyes were cold and deep, as if she could see through his inner fear.

Murata Shimoaki's emotions began to get out of control. He shouted loudly, demanding that the woman untie the ropes and let him go.

But the woman seemed not to hear his voice. She just stood there quietly, looking at him. She even curled her eyes in a good mood and looked like she was smiling.

Murata Shimoaki's cries gradually turned into pleas. If he wanted to survive and escape in such a dangerous situation, he could only hope for the mercy of this mysterious woman.

However, Chi Meng did not give him any response.

She walked gracefully to the bedside and gently lifted Murata's collar, revealing the veins in his neck.

Her movements were so skillful, as if she had done this operation countless times. Then, she took out a syringe and drew a stream of light yellow liquid from the abscess on the back of a toad.

Under the light, the tube of pale yellow liquid emits a bright glow.

Murata Xialang watched Chi Meng point the needle at his neck. His pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip and a cold fear surged in his heart.

He struggled desperately, but the restraints became tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He shouted desperately, his voice full of fear and despair.

However, Chi Meng did not stop what he was doing.

The needle pierced into Murata Shimoaki's vein and slowly injected the liquid into his body.

After Chi Meng injected the liquid, he quietly observed Murata Shimoaki's reaction.

Her expression was focused and indifferent, and even had a hint of inexplicable excitement, as if she was conducting an important scientific experiment.

Murata Shimoaki's body began to tremble, his face turned pale, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

He tried to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could only make faint groans.

As time went on, Murata's body began to change more noticeably.

His skin began to become rough, as if countless small insects were crawling under his skin. His eyes began to become bloodshot and his pupils became abnormally dilated, as if they wanted to devour everything.

His breathing became more and more rapid, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

Chi Meng looked at all this and couldn't help feeling excited. Could it be that he could succeed this time?

Murata Shimoaki's pain did not end there. His muscles began to atrophy and his skin became loose, as if he had aged dozens of years overnight.

His hair began to fall out, revealing a bald scalp. His voice became hoarse and low, like a call from hell.

Murata Shimoaki's eyes were filled with despair and pleading. He kept begging Chi Meng for mercy, hoping that she could stop this horrible experiment.

But how could Chi Meng let him go?

In the end, Murata Shimoaki's body completely collapsed and he lay on the bed, motionless, like a lifeless corpse.

Chi Meng looked at him without any pity or sympathy, but rather a pity. She just quietly packed up the experimental equipment, shook her head, and prepared to leave.

What a pity, it failed?

What a waste!

Before leaving, she looked back at Murata Shimoaki's body, and a hint of indifference flashed in her eyes.

For her, this is just the beginning. She has more experiments waiting for her to complete, and she doesn't want to waste too much emotion on failed experiments.

This was the first time in her lifetime that she had actually killed someone. Before that, she had only ordered the poisonous insect to act.

Maybe it was because she had practiced the evil cultivation tradition, she wasn't too upset when she saw the dead.

I even felt a little excited.

Chi Meng walked out of the room and closed the door.

The room was silent, with only Murata Shimoaki's body lying there, quietly telling of his tragic fate.

Afterwards, the insects swarmed over it, and in a short while, the old operating table was spotlessly clean, without even a trace of blood.

It was as if the corpse lying here just now had never appeared.

Chi Meng was holding the data of the experimental results in his hand, and he was not in a very good mood because he did not succeed.

Later she changed her mind and realized that not everyone can succeed at once. Anyway, there are so many people living in this world, so one day she will succeed.

The disappearance of Murata Shimoaki did not have any impact on Chi Meng. She still studied regularly every day.

She commanded the insects and ordered them to go to every household of the leaders of the small life to collect evidence of the Qinghua War.

Later, Chi Meng reflected on it and thought that it might be because he injected too much at one time, causing the body to have an immune rejection reaction, which led to the failure of the experiment.

And don't take too big a step. Try the least toxic one first.

After much selection, she set her sights on the ants she had cultivated.

It’s less toxic, so I think it should be successful this time, right?

After a few days, Chi Meng set his target on Yingzi, the girl who often took the lead in bullying him.

Tsk tsk, you dare to bully me, I admire yourself for you.

Sakurako was walking home with her schoolbag. It was already late at night and there were only a few drunkards on the street.

She was in a good mood, touching the tens of thousands of yuan in her pocket. Although her skills today were not good and the time was short, she was still generous.

She was imagining where to go in the future when she felt a pain in her neck and completely lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she fainted again before she had time to look at her surroundings.

Chi Meng didn't want to listen to her nagging at all, so she just stayed quietly and acted like a sleeping beauty.

Have Spider-Man knock her out and add some nerve-paralyzing toxin.

Now, no matter how much pain her body felt, she didn't react, for fear that it would hurt too much and torture her ears.

Chi Meng injected the fluid extracted from the ant insect into Yingzi's body with satisfaction. But maybe the dose was too small, Yingzi didn't even frown and continued to sleep.

Next, Chi Meng injected the drug at a fixed time and quantity every day, very regularly, until a month later, changes began to appear.