Accompanied by the convulsive movements of the two reapers and bomb disposal experts.

Urgent alarms also sounded from the four corners of the harmless treatment workshop.

The high-frequency flashing red light added a bit of tension to the already swaying underground space.

Two reapers and bomb disposal experts slammed a red button next to the dissecting table.

Behind the dissecting table, at the end of the workshop, a steel plate inlaid with a large number of rivets and as thick as a bank vault door was pulled by a hinge as thick as an arm, along the slide rail, and slowly slid into the reinforced concrete wall with a thickness of more than three meters, revealing

Another deep and dark corridor.

At the end of the corridor, the faint roar of monsters could be heard.

The strong smell of blood, like the rushing flames, almost knocked the two of them to the ground.

Both of them focused on the "group" that was about to lose control.

They didn't notice at all that before they entered the corridor and closed the steel plates, a ghostly figure also slipped in.

This is not a passage for researchers to enter and exit on a daily basis.

Rather, it is a passage specially used to transport experimental subjects, or more precisely, monsters.

Because many monsters are as big as mountains.

This passage is also built to be extremely spacious.

During the transportation process, some monsters kept struggling, spraying plasma and acid, and burning and eroding the walls of the corridor into spots and pits.

So much so that not many monitoring equipment can stay here intact for three days.

This greatly facilitates Meng Chao's dormancy and stealth.

He followed the two reapers and bomb disposal experts step by step like a shadow.

After turning two corners, there were several forked roads ahead, leading to different project groups and research laboratories.

At this moment, following the increasingly urgent sirens, countless staff wearing sealed suits, carrying exoskeletons, and armed to the teeth rushed out of their research rooms and rushed to "a group" for support.

In their panic, no one noticed that Meng Chao, who was also wearing a sealed protective suit, covering his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, was not one of them.

The screams of the monsters ahead became more and more sharp and intense.

The shock caused by the monster's violent impact on the wall and floor also tore apart spiderweb-like cracks on the top of the corridor.

Countless dust and gravel fell from the cracks and hit the rescuer's head.

Black smoke, thick fog, bloody light, and spiritual flames made everyone look disgraced and unable to distinguish each other's faces.

Meng Chao heard many researchers gnashing their teeth and cursing.

Cursing the director of the laboratory for being inhumane and only caring about the experimental results but not the life and death of the researchers.

In the past six months, countless researchers have been killed or injured in similar experimental accidents, and monsters have gone out of control.

Curses are curses.

Their steps were not slow at all.

After all, we are all grasshoppers on a rope.

If the out-of-control monster really escapes, God knows how much tragedy it will cause in the underground laboratory.

Even if you can survive.

Once this underground laboratory was exposed because the monster was out of control.

At the very least, he may have his relevant license revoked for conducting taboo experiments, be banned from entering relevant industries and engage in relevant research for life, and end his academic life.

At worst, he will accept legal sanctions and be sentenced to life imprisonment.

Besides, everyone was conducting taboo experiments with similar levels of danger.

The experimental subjects under anyone's control may lose control, go crazy, or self-destruct.

No one wants their experimental subjects to end up alone and helpless when they become mad.

Therefore, while the researchers were complaining and cursing, a whirlwind rushed into the largest research room No. 1 at the end of the corridor.

This is not so much a standard laboratory filled with bottles and cans.

Rather, it is a huge monster arena.

A space that is the size of half a basketball court is theoretically enough to accommodate most monsters below the hell level to spread their teeth and stretch their muscles.

However, there are still countless shocking marks of monster collisions and scratches on the reinforced concrete walls that are densely covered with steel cones and even connected to the high-voltage power grid.

Many collision marks are like small craters and impact craters, covered with radial cracks from the inside out.

The depth of many claw marks is more than half the length of an arm.

If the same powerful scratch were applied to a main battle tank, it would be enough to tear the front armor of the main battle tank into two halves easily.

In the center of this "monster arena", there are seven control devices that look like giant medical cabins.

These medical cabins or culture tanks, which are more than five meters long and three meters wide, are filled with dark green medicine with a fragrant aroma and a viscous texture.

There were countless bubbles rolling inside, and the dark green potion that was almost boiling on the surface was soaked in a sword-halberd demon pig with hundreds of tubes inserted all over its body.

One end of these catheters is connected to the blood vessels, bone marrow and nerve network of the sword and halberd demon pig.

The other end extending beyond the culture tank is connected to dozens of metal tanks with "biohazard" signs painted on them.

Meng Chao smelled a very strong component of calming the mind and relaxing muscles from the dark green potion.

It seems that this should be something similar to a "hibernation potion".

It can significantly reduce the monster's metabolism and keep the monster in a deep sleep state for a long time, thus reducing consumption and making it easier to control and transport.

But before the earthquake caused by Meng Chao struck.

The researchers here have diluted the concentration of the hibernation potion.

And through hundreds of catheters, a large number of unknown ingredients, including "Divine Transformation 9.0", were injected into the body of the sword and halberd demon pig, but they were all extremely dangerous.

Maybe, simple and crude methods such as bioelectric stimulation are used to quickly wake up the sword and halberd demon pig from deep sleep, and instantly enter a state of excitement or even rage.

Originally, this "activation" was controllable.

However, the spiritual magnetic storm caused by the man-made earthquake caused the sword-halberd demon pig to enter a state of excitement and even rage at a speed and degree that far exceeded the researchers' expectations.

In addition, the earthquake has a negative impact on the overall structure and defense system of the entire underground laboratory.

As a result, the researchers were caught off guard when faced with the sudden madness of the sword-halberd demon pig.

At this moment, the ten cultivation tanks were all clanged by the furious sword and halberd demon pigs inside.

Looking through the observation window inlaid with tempered glass on the side of the culture tank, Meng Chao discovered that all the sword and halberd demon pigs were undergoing mutations visible to the naked eye.

They were originally "little white pigs" that used gene knockout technology to remove their tusks, bristles and hard skin at the embryonic stage.

Now, in just a few minutes or even tens of seconds, these little white pigs take on the most primitive, ferocious, and savage appearance of their ancestors.

Some small white pigs have fangs that protrude from both sides of their nose arch, comparable to those of a tyrant mammoth.

And under the tearing of the fangs, the "cherry mouth" that was originally harmless to humans and animals was torn all the way to the root of the ear, turning into a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth.

Some little white pigs have grown a layer of dense, extremely sharp bristles. The bristles have a faint metallic luster. There are even barbs at the ends of the bristles. They can be pulled and pulled by just rubbing against a human body.

, tearing off a large piece of bloody flesh.

Some of the little white pigs even quickly grew scales and carapace that definitely belonged to the sword-halberd demon pig, turning themselves into monster warriors with helmets and armor.

No matter what form they take, the bodies of these sword and halberd demon pigs are all filled with explosive power, and they seem to be driven by endless pain, slamming into the inside of the cultivation tank.

Including the genetic medicine, the total weight of the culture tank exceeds ten tons. Under the impact of the sword and halberd demon pig, it shook like an empty matchbox in the strong wind.

The tempered glass observation windows of several culture tanks have criss-crossing spider web cracks that may break at any time.

There are also several culture tanks, which are like a lone boat in the stormy sea, and may capsize at any time.

Finally, there was a "crash" sound, and a particularly strong sword-halberd demon pig with scars all over its body and high ridge vertebrae, like a stegosaurus, was filled with sharp bone plates, smashing the observation wall on the side of the culture tank.

window, and used pig trotters with sharp claws to scratch the edge of the observation window, tearing the outer shell of the culture tank made of super alloy into pieces, and drilled out from the inside.

At the same time, the other monster was thin and covered with shiny scales. It did not look like a magic pig with swords and halberds, but more like some kind of mutated crocodile. After repeated violent shaking, it finally overturned the culture tank.
Chapter completed!