Igor's surprise didn't last long; he was growing more and more accustomed to his power.

After breaking down the door, he stood in the doorway and scanned the room with his eyes, which could see even in the darkness. Then, he turned to Brother Jue and said, "No one's inside... at least, I didn't see anyone."

"Okay." Feng Bujue nodded to him, stepped forward, and entered the room first.

Based on experience, Brother Jue found the light switch on the wall to the left of the door. When the lights came on, the whole view of the "archive room" was displayed in front of Feng Bujue.

This was a space of only a dozen square meters. Except for the area near the door, the rest of the area around the walls was lined with filing cabinets.

In a way, this room was indeed a trap, a trap to waste the time of a reading addict like Feng Bujue...

Fortunately, the system had made some adjustments to this.

[Cannot be opened]

[There is nothing of value inside]

[On the archives stained with stains, the handwriting is difficult to distinguish]

Such system prompts were heard incessantly for the next ten minutes.

Feng Bujue tried to open every drawer of the filing cabinets, and the prompts he got were basically the three mentioned above.

He didn't feel surprised about this. In fact, he was quite happy to see this situation. Otherwise, with his character and habits, he might really have spent several hours here looking at a bunch of documents that might have nothing to do with the main plot.

"Hey, I say... you're Experiment E107, right?" At this time, Barefoot was handed over to Igor by Brother Jue. While Brother Jue was flipping through the files, he whispered to Igor, "Looks like... VNO-9 was a success."

"You seem to know a lot." Igor's tone was cold, completely unlike his attitude when he spoke to Brother Jue.

Obviously, Igor didn't have any good feelings toward the owner of the head in his hand... Even if Barefoot wasn't a "devil," he was once a member of an organization that used Igor as a guinea pig (this can be judged from his knowledge of the base structure).

"Hehehe... believe me, I don't know much." Barefoot didn't seem to care about Igor's cold tone. Instead, he smiled and said, "That's right... I used to be a staff member at this base, but I was just a small fry. Believe me... I hate the people in this base as much as you do."

"Because they treated you as a test subject too?" Igor asked tentatively.

"Humph..." Barefoot seemed to recall some unpleasant memories, and his tone revealed a bit of resentment. "When the 'Second Experiment' went wrong, they didn't hesitate to seal off the area near the experimental zone and trapped me and a dozen other people there." He paused, looked up at Igor, although in his sight, the other party was just a tall black shadow, he still showed him a sinister look, "But... looking at the results, your and my experiences were all blessings in disguise... hehehe..."

Just as he let out that sinister, strange laugh, Feng Bujue had finished flipping through all the filing cabinets and confirmed that... only one filing cabinet could be opened and viewed, and in that filing cabinet, only the documents in one drawer were recognizable. As for all the other cabinets and drawers, they were all "cannot be opened" or "cannot be viewed."

"Okay... looks like that's all..." Feng Bujue returned to that drawer, took out all the documents inside, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Oh, right..." After settling down, Feng Bujue opened the first stack of documents and said to Igor without looking up, "Igor, close the door."

Upon hearing this, Igor turned to look at the metal door whose lock had already collapsed, and asked doubtfully, "Does it still make sense to close this door...?"

"It's relatively safer to close it." Feng Bujue was multitasking at this time, reading the contents of the documents while replying, "In case other mutants pass by the door, they might unknowingly pass by if the door is closed."

"Uh..." Hearing this, Igor instinctively looked down at the head he was holding in his hand, "But... what if this guy immediately yells when he hears footsteps outside?"

This was indeed a problem because Barefoot didn't need vocal cords to speak. Unless he was killed, even pulling out his tongue would be useless... he could still inform the people outside.

"Then you immediately throw his head at me." In the next second, Feng Bujue blurted out the countermeasure almost without thinking, "When his kind hears the sound and comes in from the door, the only thing they'll see is me and him, their attention will definitely be drawn to me, and that's when you can strike."

"Hmph..." Unexpectedly, Barefoot sneered and replied, "Even so, I can still remind them to be wary of Igor through language, can't I?"

"You can try... we'll see if your voice is louder, or my mountain songs are smoother." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "To put it another way, even if your reminder really works... the result will be the same. From what I've observed, with Igor's current physical skills, plus his 'invisible' characteristic in your eyes, even if you are prepared, you still won't be his match."

After hearing Brother Jue's words, Barefoot spat dejectedly and was speechless.

Having personally taken a knife from Igor, Barefoot understood that Feng Bujue's analysis was correct.

Just take himself as an example... Even if Barefoot had hands and feet now, and was prepared, he didn't have the confidence to beat Igor. Leaving aside other miscellaneous enhancement abilities, just talking about strength and speed... Igor, this VNO-9 modified human, was almost on par with them, these sleep experiment mutants. And under this premise... Igor also came with stealth and self-healing abilities that they didn't have.

In summary, not to mention a one-on-one fight, as long as Igor was careful and played it safe during the battle... he might not even lose in a one-on-three fight.

Squeak—

A few seconds later, Igor had gone to close the door.

He saw that Feng Bujue was concentrating on reading a stack of documents, and knew that this would definitely take a lot of time. So, he also found an open space and sat down to rest for a while.

At the same time, Feng Bujue had already read one-third of the content of the first document with his amazing reading speed.

"Hmm... these people..." Although he had only read one-third, Brother Jue had already begun to complain in his heart, "Could you be any more idiotic?"

The first document he was reading was a research plan application, code-named "Meilie Yaowa" Plan.

And the general idea of this plan was actually—to achieve the goal of making the left brain more developed by precisely and targetedly suppressing and damaging the human right brain.

He didn't know why, but the person who proposed this plan believed that the left brain was more useful than the right brain...

Then, this person also had another theory, which was... "Incomplete-Induced Evolution Theory." And the examples he gave seemed to make sense, such as: the hearing of blind people is more developed than that of ordinary people, the right leg of people with disabilities in the left leg is stronger, the vision of deaf-mute people is relatively sharp, and one arm of single men is relatively thick (okay, this one is just something I wrote casually), and so on.

In short, the logic of this research plan was that as long as the right brain was completely crippled, the left brain could be stronger.

Before Feng Bujue had finished reading this document, he strongly felt that... the person who proposed this plan... might have already been crippled himself.

"Although I also know that Germany during World War II, the Soviet Union during the Cold War, and the United States in any period were doing some weird and wonderful research..." Feng Bujue muttered softly as he finished reading the first document, "But the groove points of this setting are really amazing... I suddenly feel that 'zombies' seem more reliable..."

Three minutes later, Brother Jue began to flip through the second document.

This one was indeed much more reliable in comparison, because this was the experimental record of the "First Sleep Experiment."

The beginning of it was the same as the introduction in the opening CG, so Feng Bujue quickly swept to [They have food to last for a month, some books, as well as tap water, a toilet, and several beds] and continued to read...

[In the first five days, nothing unusual happened. It's just that the conversations between the prisoners became more and more emotional... they began to confide in each other.]

[On the sixth day, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The prisoners suddenly became paranoid and crazy. They no longer chatted and began to accuse each other based on their current situation.]

[In the following days, the prisoners sat back-to-back, seemingly sulking. Through the microphone, we heard strange, muffled whispers.]

[On the ninth day, one of them panicked neurotically, screaming and running back and forth in the room, constantly shouting loudly, until he completely lost his voice and could only make weak, low croaks.]

[The other four prisoners seemed unaffected by everything that was happening in the room, but two of them were observed quietly tearing paper from books, defecating on the paper, and then sticking the paper to the glass portholes of the room.]

[On the fourteenth day, we could no longer see what was happening in the room. The portholes looked like a large fish tank covered in excrement.]

[On the fifteenth day, there was no longer any sound in the room, it became very quiet, but the oxygen detector showed that there were still signs of life in the room.]

[Although we couldn't observe the situation in the room, this unusual silence made us wonder if they had fainted.]

[At 11:30 that night, we unanimously decided to open the room for inspection. We told them over the broadcast that a team of staff would enter the room to check the microphones and clean the portholes.]

[We demanded that the test subjects stay away from the door and lie on the ground, otherwise they would be shot dead.]

[Of course, considering the mental and physical condition of these people, we couldn't rule out the possibility that someone would actively seek death. So, we declared that as long as they cooperated, one of them would be released.]

[After the broadcast, the silence in the room continued, until a voice trembled into the microphone—"We don't need you to give us freedom anymore".]

[Fifteen minutes later, we and a team of assault troops entered the room, and we were greeted by a scene of hell on earth.]

[They didn't eat the food we gave them, at least... they hadn't eaten for a week.]

[We saw blood seeping from their mouths, and everyone's mouth was stuffed with something. If there were no accidents... it should be their own flesh.]

[We noticed that everyone had large defects in the muscles on their faces and bodies, and these scars were all made by hand, not by teeth. In other words... they tore themselves apart with their hands and ate themselves as food.]

[Two of the test subjects had torn so much flesh that their chests were exposed, and some of their internal organs had been dug out of their body cavities, but their bodies were still functioning normally.]

[I don't know what the principle is, but a person who was missing half a lung could still speak. Before that... he was still alive.]

[We had to suspend the experiment and enter the medical process first. However, after turning off the TS gas, the five test subjects suddenly went crazy.]

[They launched a surprise attack on us with a strange strength that I couldn't understand, instantly killing three guards, and killing two more in the process of the others subduing them.]

[In the end, we controlled three test subjects, and the other two seemed to be able to go directly to the anatomy process.]

[At dawn on the sixteenth day, we dissected the first one, who was the one who started screaming at the beginning. We now know why he didn't scream later, because his vocal cords had been completely torn. In addition, some of the flesh in his mouth didn't seem to be his own, but the sinuses of another test subject.]

Seeing this, Feng Bujue found that the person writing the experimental record was also becoming more and more emotional and dramatic in his writing, and... his tone when describing those test subjects was no longer the feeling of describing "humans", but more like describing some kind of "thing".

[At the same time, the three who were tied up were all undergoing varying degrees of surgery; they all requested that no anesthesia be used during the surgery, so that they could stay awake.]

[In fact, even if they didn't make this request, it wouldn't matter, because we had already found that sedatives had no effect on them. Even if we injected one of them with a dose for three people, the test subject was still alive and kicking.]

[The first subject to undergo surgery died of excessive blood loss, at least from the symptoms... it was excessive blood loss; as for why he could be so strong despite breaking nine bones, we don't know.]

[The second test subject showed a strange satisfaction during the surgery, like a drug addict who had taken drugs, smiling at us throughout the entire process. But after the surgery, he became angry and asked us to cut him open again.]

[The third test subject kept mumbling that he had to stay awake. I vaguely heard from his words... it seemed that he said that he was about to be "free".]