Therefore, even if researchers decipher the so-called ultrasound code text, they cannot hear it.

To put it simply: it is a kind of text that cannot be seen or touched.

At this moment, the alien actually proposed a "dynamic code text".

As the name suggests, they can barely understand this kind of writing, which may change at any time.

but……

This is incredible. Can the ever-changing words still be regarded as words? When a word changes shape, doesn’t it become another word?

"I don't believe it! You must be lying!!"

The blond man cursed angrily and raised his hand to slap the red button on the table without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, light blue arcs of electricity jumped out of the metal hoops on the wrists and waist of the alien inside the glass wall, Ian again.

The arcs of electricity were dancing, and the alien Ian on the metal seat seemed to be dancing too. His whole body was shaking, and his gray eyes began to roll up uncontrollably.

An electric shock lasts about five seconds.

Five seconds later, Ian was sluggish again, his head drooped, all the muscles in his body were trembling, his thin chest was rising and falling again, and in Cherry's small mouth, he was breathing heavily and drooling with sympathy.

A few minutes later.

It finally recovered some, the result?

The blond man outside the glass wall tapped the red button on the table again.

Then, within the glass wall, light blue arcs flashed again on the three silver-white metal hoops.

The alien friend, Ian, started to sift through the chaff again, his whole body shaking non-stop.

The teeth in his mouth made a chattering sound.

again and again……

The skin on its body was dry and cracked due to the electric shock. Light blue blood seeped out from the cracked skin, and two streams of light blue blood also flowed out of the nostrils that were not cracked.

It looked extremely miserable.

When the blond man outside the glass wall raised his hand again and was about to hit the red button on the table, the brown-haired man sitting next to him raised his hand to stop him.

"John! Enough! Enough! Stop! Stop! Let me persuade Ian again, let me persuade him again! Ian is our friend, you can't do this to him!"

The blond man looked ferocious, breathing heavily, and said angrily: "We treat it as a friend, does it treat us as a friend? It did it on purpose! Even if the password of Area 17 is really a dynamic password, if it really teaches

Us, I don’t believe we can’t learn it in a hundred years, it just doesn’t want to really teach us! What kind of friend can such an alien be?”

The brown-haired man shook his head repeatedly and tried his best to defend: "John! I know you are angry, but you can't keep shocking Ian like this. Even if he is not our friend, if you keep shocking him like this, even if he really wants to teach us that

Dynamic password, it doesn’t even have a chance to speak! So, please stop! Can you please stop? Let it speak! Give it some time to speak, can’t you? Just treat it like I’m begging you!”

The blond man glared angrily at the alien Ian inside the glass wall. He still looked angry and cursed angrily: "I don't think it wants to talk at all!"

It was obvious that these two white men were playing a double act.

One is a good person and the other is a bad person.

If such poor acting skills were seen by Chinese people, they would probably be able to see through their little tricks at a glance.

Maybe Ian, the alien inside the glass wall, also saw through it at this time.

But it was unable to speak at this time.

If it had been electrocuted once or twice before, it was just a little sluggish and looked a little wilted, but after just being electrocuted for more than a dozen times, it really looked like it was only breathing its last breath.

At this time, not only was light blue blood flowing out of its nostrils, but the eye sockets of the two Kazilan's big eyes were also cracked, and light blue blood was also flowing down.

It looks like an alien ghost.

At this moment, almost every inch of its skin exposed outside its clothes was cracked and torn. Even the simple gray clothes on its body were so electrified that it began to smoke.

This time, it rested for nearly half an hour before finally regaining some energy. It slumped on the metal seat, its hands and feet motionless. Only its gray eyes turned to look at the blond man outside the glass wall.

Seeing that it had regained some energy, the brown-haired man quickly said: "Ian, please stop resisting and say it! Otherwise you will die. You will really be electrocuted to death. Please, don't
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