After a moment of experiment, Dudian discovered that he had lost not only his dark vision, but also his strength and magic mark ability.
But the magic marks on his chest were still there, unscathed.
He thought that the purple liquid injected into his body must have suppressed his magic mark ability.
"I don't know if it's permanent or time-sensitive."
Du Di'an thought to himself, it was the first time he encountered such a magical drug that could make an abyss lose its magic mark ability.
There was a squeak.
The door of the cell was pushed open, and the burly Boluo walked in, snorting softly.
In an instant, the entire noisy cell fell silent.
The terrifying shadows in each cage shivered, stopped making noise, and curled up.
Deep in the shadow corner, only the corpse girl who kept biting the iron railing was still roaring in a low voice, her pure black eyes full of ferocity and violence.
Boro glanced at her, sighed, walked along the aisle to her cage, and looked at her quietly.
The girl stretched out her hand to scratch from inside the cage, baring her teeth and claws, full of bloodlust.
Boluo stared for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked at Dudian, "You know how to control the walking dead, right?"
Dudian remained silent and did not deny it.
It's not that he doesn't want to hide the secret, but that he can't.
Although Boluo looks rough on the outside, he is as careful as a hair.
On the way to bring him back, he will probably be able to see through Hailisa's abnormality.
After all, Hailisa is following him like a shadow, which is a strange thing in the first place. .
"Did this method come from the empire, or was it found in the ruins?"
Boluo did not directly ask about the method, but suddenly asked about the source.
Dudian's eyes moved slightly and stared at him, "Where is she?"
"She's fine."
Boro looked at him thoughtfully, "Without your control, she seems to be just a puppet."
"She is not a puppet."
Dudian corrected immediately.
"I said it seems."
Boluo said casually.
"She's not" Dudian said solemnly.
Boluo frowned slightly, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, "Could she be your lover or relative?
I've seen situations like yours too many times.
In this world, it's not uncommon to be infected with the virus.
There are always some friends or relatives of some people.
My loved ones are infected with the virus, but they are helpless and unable to do anything.
Even I can’t change the people infected by the virus.”
Speaking of this, a trace of deep pain flashed in his eyes, but it was deeply hidden and fleeting.
Then his expression returned to normal and he continued: "However, you are the first one who can control people infected by the virus, even in the empire.
Those despicable idiots haven’t found a way yet.
If you want to live a better life, you can tell me about this way.”
Dudian was silent.
Boluo also seemed to be very patient, looking at him quietly and waiting.
After a moment, Dudian spoke slowly and said: "This method is not unusual, but you are focused on medicine and research and have not thought of this aspect."
"Oh" Boro said with great interest.
"Do you know about "conditioned reflex"?"
Du Di'an looked at him and did not hide this method.
Although it seemed that mastering this was his trump card for survival, he knew that even if he didn't tell him, the latter would still have a way to make him confess, such as using the sea Lisa comes to coerce her, or uses drugs to destroy her willpower.
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Although he thinks he is strong enough, reality can often easily break your stubborn shell, just like many strong-willed people who bow their heads in front of drug poverty.
"conditioned reflex" Bo Luo was startled and suddenly realized that he had studied biology for many years and naturally knew this most basic knowledge.
When Dudian said it, he knew what was going on and couldn't help but laugh a little.
"I didn't expect that for a moment of being so smart, I was so confused, that such a simple thing was right in front of me, but everyone turned a blind eye.
What a conditioned reflex, haha."
Bolo couldn't help but laugh, but the laughter was full of sarcasm, and he didn't know it was self-deprecation. , or laugh at others.
When the laughter subsided, he looked at Dudian with admiration in his eyes, "Using conditioned reflex to control the walking zombies, you can't imagine it.
This training process must be extremely painful and difficult."
"Fortunately."
Du Di'an was not proud or happy, and said calmly: "Compared to your research, this is just scratching the surface.
I have heard that life can be cloned and copied before, but I have never seen it.
I didn't expect that you have already done this.
The rumor has been put into practice, and it has been so successful.
If you were still in the empire, this achievement alone should be enough to surpass ten thousand people, second only to the Seven Kings. " Boluo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Even without this, I am still above ten thousand people.
Seven Kings, I think I was also a king once, but" when he said this, he frowned, as if he thought of something unpleasant.
He stopped talking about the matter and didn't say any more.
Dudian's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he was shocked.
The Boluo who was once a king turned out to be a king.
Seeing Du Dian's unbelievable look, Boluo snorted coldly and said: "What's so strange about the king?
They are just a group of cowardly people trying to survive.
The funny thing is that everyone thinks they are great heroes and worship them.
It's ridiculous to be willing to be driven like an ox or a horse."
There was undisguised sarcasm, disgust and contempt on his face.
Dudian was startled, a little puzzled, and asked: "They are already the strongest beings among us humans just to survive, why do they still need to be so humble?"
When Bolo heard what he said, he sneered, but didn't say anything more to him.
He only said: "For the sake of your honesty, I'm telling you this, and it's also a way of telling you that I can control the walking dead."
As for the rewards of the method, as for other things, you don't need to know.
It's not a level you can access, and it's useless to know.
Ants have the fate of ants.
You don't know how high the sky is, and you still spend every day happily.
Why do you have to think so much?
" Dudian was slightly silent.
He wanted to say in his heart whether I am an ant or a giant dragon.
It's not up to you to decide.
But then I thought about it.
It seems that it is really his decision.
If he kills himself now, he will really become an ant. , a dead ant in the wilderness with a life as cheap as grass.
Among all living beings, a mere abyss is nothing.
It is just a dim star in the vast sea of stars.
Who will notice it?
Seeing that Boluo was about to leave, Dudian put away his thoughts and quickly stopped him, "Have you removed my magic marks?
What experiments are you going to use me for?"
"It's not about being eliminated.
What's the use of you if you are eliminated?"
Boluo turned around and glanced, "But your current state is no different from when the demon marks were eliminated.
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I advise you to be honest and don't try to escape.
There are many traps here, be careful not to lose them."
Take your life."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
Dudian was disappointed when he saw that he didn't mention what kind of experiment it was, but he also knew that he would probably not tell him.
After Boluo left, he turned to look at Zaxit and Jason lying in the two cages next to him. , said: "You have heard it, right?"
Zahit and Jason, who were in a "coma", slowly sat up.
Jason sighed and said, "It seems we are really going to fall here."
"This man was once a king."
Zaxit's eyes were still full of shock, and he said with lingering fear: "We actually tried to kill a king before.
It was simply crazy."
Jason smiled bitterly, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "I seem to have heard that a king once defected from the empire.
Could it be him?"
Zaxit looked at him in astonishment, "Where did you hear that?"
"A wall master."
Jason sighed again without elaborating, "Now we can only resign ourselves to fate."
Zaxit's face was gloomy and he said listlessly: "If I had known, I would have followed that Dinah from the beginning, and I wouldn't have become a prisoner."
Dudian glanced at him and said coldly: "The other party brought us here just to save trouble.
When the other party noticed us, he already planned to make us his experiments."
"That would at least be better than the current treatment."
Zaxit looked at him angrily.
He was angry with Dudian before, but because Dudian was stronger than him, he could only swallow his anger and obey Dudian's wishes, but at this moment it was all Even though he was a prisoner, he was not afraid that Dudian would dare to attack him.
Besides, Boluo had already said that they were almost as good as peeling off the magic marks and had no fighting power.
"Stupid" Dudian snorted coldly.
"It's all your fault."
Zaxit gritted his teeth and looked at him.
"That's enough."
Jason growled lowly and glared at Zaxit, "What's the use of arguing now?
What's the use of arguing now?
Dudi is right.
Didn't you see that the person opposite is also her daughter?
If he is really right, My daughter has deep feelings and tortured us to death a long time ago.
Even if she keeps it for experimental purposes, she will still be tortured.
Life is worse than death.
If you want to blame us, we shouldn't have escaped in the first place."
"If you don't run away, you will die."
"Isn't it time to die now?"
"Who knew it would be like this?"
"hehe" When Dudian heard the two arguing, he suddenly became bored.
He sat back in the depths of his cage, looked at his broken left leg, and rubbed the scar slightly.
Previously, he relied on the demonized sharp blade as his left leg to walk back.
He walked with support, but now he lost his demonic ability and became completely crippled.
I often walk by the river, and finally my shoes get wet.
Compared with other hunters who often leave the giant wall to hunt, most of whom retire with a broken body.
He has been around for so many years and has only broken a leg today.
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He is still lucky.
After feeling sad for a while, Dudian stopped thinking about his broken leg.
If he could leave alive and return to the Ares Wall, he believed that the technology of the Shinra Empire would be enough to regenerate his broken limb.
After all, he was in the Sylvia Giant Wall. , the top life faction alchemists of the Dark Holy See can do this, but to a lesser extent, at most they can only regenerate severed fingers
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