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NO.548

When all kinds of messy containment items were brought back to the hive, Zhang Heng was wiping Jason's mask.

He clearly discovered that Jason's mask seemed to be in a product beyond time and space. Any act of wiping on the mask, although it temporarily could wipe the mask, it returned to its original state in the next second, and the dirty wipe swab was also restored to clean.

"So curious, this mask has some supernatural power, you can try it." Zhang Heng played with the mask and hesitated for a moment, but Gu Zhan's voice suddenly came.

"Your Excellency Commander, you have collected several types of containment items. These items need to be analyzed and studied, and may not be put into use in the future." Gu Zhan walked in from outside the door, and he took out a spherical shape again, like a magic cube inlaid with a gem that can rotate, and a music box placed in front of Zhang Heng.

"These things..." Zhang Heng just glanced at it and recognized these things. The spherical cube summoned the human-shaped monster with several round saw blades stuck in his head, a thing between energy life and physical life.

Zhang Heng took the music box and tried to open it. He could see a little girl who was dancing ballet made of unknown material constantly rotating inside. The shapes were exquisite, almost a work of art. At the same time, there were bursts of crisp ringtones coming, but on this music box, Zhang Heng felt an indescribable malice.

After checking the two new items, Zhang Heng asked Gu Zhan to put them away first. He took Jason's mask and thought about it, but in the end he did not choose to wear the mask on his head. After all, this mask was too weird and far exceeded the ability of a mask.

However, it was not that the experiment could not continue. Zhang Heng was unwilling to wear it, but some people could use it as a test subject. Soon, a death row inmate wearing a white patient suit was blindfolded and pushed into the isolation room. The cloned warrior who pushed the death row inmate just let go of the other party's eye mask and body constraints, walked out of the biological isolation room, and closed the door tightly.

Outside the isolation room, Zhang Heng looked at the isolation room behind this one-way mirror. At this time, the death row inmate had already noticed that his body had loosened. He sat up tremblingly and began to observe the surroundings curiously, especially the mirrors on the wall. He even noticed the functions of these mirrors and put his eyes on the mirror in order to see the things behind the mirror. Unfortunately, he was destined to not get what he wanted.

"Herman Anderson." Zhang Heng looked at the time, then simply took the microphone from the observer beside him and said softly.

"Who, who is talking to me!" After hearing Zhang Heng's voice, the death row prisoner suddenly seemed extremely frightened. He kept retreating in the opposite direction of the sound, retreating to the corner.

"You don't need to know who I am." Zhang Heng said lightly, "I just ask you, do you want to be free?"

"I think, of course I think about it." The man known as Hermann's eyes lit up and he quickly spoke.

"Since you want to be free, then do as I say." Zhang Heng's voice was filled with a feeling of indifference. "Your task is very simple, it is to wear a mask. As long as you can survive wearing this mask, you can become a D-level personnel. When you upgrade to B-level, you will have complete freedom."

"It's that simple?" Hermann obviously felt that Zhang Heng had never thought about what he should do, but it was obvious that from the other party's voice, he could feel that the other party was absolutely cold.

"Of course." Zhang Heng didn't say much, but pressed a button. Suddenly, the floor tiles opened, and a small podium slowly rose. In the center of the podium, this black and copper mask was placed, with a leather strap behind the mask, which was tied to the back of the head like a belt.

"Okay, go and wear it." Zhang Heng said lightly. Although he had basically said nothing from beginning to end, his indifference and attitude towards ordinary people like an ant made Herman feel a trace of indescribable pressure.

"What happens if I put it on?" Herman said tremblingly.

"Why not try?"

Upon hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed in Herman's eyes. He understood that being arranged here was definitely not a masterpiece of an insider. Even if he was a living room leader, it would not be possible to make himself a death row prisoner live for so many more days. Obviously, there is a price to live for so many more days...

"But, even if you finish the task with wearing a mask, for some reason, you always feel so unreliable?" Herman smiled bitterly, and then he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, plucked up the courage to slowly put the mask on his head.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng subconsciously narrowed his eyes and stared at Herman's figure. The assistants on the side held their breath and stared at everything in the isolation room without blinking, while recording rows of data.

"Is this over?" But after Herman put on the mask, nothing seemed to have happened. He even shrugged and asked again.

There was no answer on the radio.

Just when Herman thought that all this could end, suddenly, he felt that his face was itchy. He subconsciously wanted to take off the hockey mask, but suddenly he was stunned because he actually felt that the mask was pressed tightly on his cheek, as if universal glue was stuck on it, and it was firmly fixed on his cheek without realizing it, and he couldn't even pick it off!

"Damn it!"

Hermann yelled, and he knew that things were not that simple. Thinking of this, he began to snatch the mask on his face like crazy. But what surprised him even more was that while snatching the mask, he actually felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if this mask seemed to be one with him and never distinguished from each other again!

Gulululu...

But just when he was panicking, a man's whisper suddenly came from beside him, his voice was very close, and it seemed to be resounding in his ears...
Chapter completed!
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