When the various messy containment objects were brought back to the hive, Zhang Heng was wiping Jason's mask.
He clearly noticed that Jason's mask seemed to be a product that transcended time and space, and any act of wiping on the mask, although it could temporarily wipe off the dust of the mask, was restored to its original state again in the next second, and the soiled swab was also restored.
"I'm curious, this mask has some kind of supernatural power, you can try it."
Zhang Heng played with the mask and hesitated, but Gu Zhan's voice suddenly came.
"Your Excellency, Commander, several containment items have been collected now, and these items need to be analyzed and studied, and I am afraid that they will not be put into use in the future."
Gu Zhan walked in from outside the door, and he once again took out a ball-shaped cube, like a Rubik's cube inlaid with gems that could be rotated, and a music box and placed it in front of Zhang Heng.
"These things" Zhang Heng just glanced at them, and recognized these things, the ball-shaped Rubik's Cube was to summon the humanoid monster with several circular saw blades stuck in its head, a thing between energy life and physical life.
And the music box, Zhang Heng tried to open it after taking it, and suddenly he could see a little girl dancing ballet made of unknown materials constantly rotating in it, the shape was exquisite, almost a work of art, and at the same time, there were bursts of crisp bells kept coming, but on this music box, Zhang Heng felt an indescribable malice.
After checking the two new items, Zhang Heng still asked Gu Zhan to put them away first, while he took Jason's mask and thought about it, but finally did not choose to put the mask on his head, after all, this mask is too weird, far beyond the ability of a mask.
However, it doesn't mean that the experiment can't continue, Zhang Heng is reluctant to wear it, but there are people who can be used as test subjects, and soon, a death row prisoner wearing a white hospital gown was pushed into the isolation room blindfolded, and the clone warrior who pushed the death row prisoner just let go of the other party's blindfold and physical restraints, and walked out of the biological isolation room, and closed the door deadly.
Outside the isolation room, Zhang Heng looked at the isolation room behind this one-way mirror, at this time, the condemned prisoner had already noticed that the restraints on his body had become loose, he sat up tremblingly, and began to observe the surroundings curiously, especially the mirrors on the wall, he even noticed the function of these mirrors, and put his eyes on the mirror, in order to see the things behind the mirror, but unfortunately, he was destined not to do so.
"Herman Anderson."
Zhang Heng looked at the time, simply took the microphone from the observer on the side, and said softly.
"Who, who is talking to me" After hearing Zhang Heng's voice, the condemned prisoner suddenly looked extremely frightened, and he kept retreating in the opposite direction from the voice, until he retreated to the corner.
"You don't need to know who I am."
Zhang Heng said lightly, "I only ask you, do you want to be free?"
"Yes, of course."
The man known as Herman's eyes lit up and he hurriedly spoke.
"If you want to be free, then do what I say."
Zhang Heng's voice carried an emotion that could not be disobeyed, "Your task is very simple, it is to put on a mask, as long as you can survive with this mask, then you can become a D-class personnel, and when you are promoted to B-level, you will have complete freedom." ” "It's as simple as that" Herman obviously felt that Zhang Heng's tone didn't think about what he should do at all, but obviously, 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, and suddenly, the floor tiles opened, and a small podium slowly rose, and in the center of the podium, there was this black copper mask, and there was a leather strap behind the mask, which was strangled at the back of the head like a belt.
"Alright, go put it on."
Zhang Heng said lightly, although he basically didn't show any emotions from beginning to end, but that indifference and attitude of treating ordinary people like ants still made Herman feel a trace of indescribable pressure.
"What happens if I put it on," Herman said with a shudder.
"Why don't you give it a try?"
Hearing this, Herman's eyes flashed with a hint of entanglement, he understood that he was arranged here, it was by no means the work of insiders, even if he was the head of a hall, it was impossible to let himself live for so many more days as a prisoner on death row, and it was obvious that there was a price for him to live so many more days "However, even if you complete the task by putting on the mask, for some reason, it always feels so unreliable," Herman smiled bitterly, and then slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, plucked up the courage, and slowly put the mask on his head.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng subconsciously narrowed his eyes and stared at Herman's figure, while the assistants on the side held their breath and looked at everything in the isolation room intently, and at the same time recorded the lines of data.
"Is this the end of this?"
but, after Herman put on the mask, it seemed that nothing had happened, and he even shrugged his shoulders and asked again.
There was no answer on the radio.
Just when Herman thought that all this could be over, suddenly, he felt that his face was a little itchy, and he subconsciously wanted to take off this hockey mask, but he was suddenly stunned, because he actually felt that this mask was actually stuck to his cheek, as if it was sticking to the all-purpose glue, and he had been firmly fixed on his cheek unconsciously, and he couldn't pick it off even if he wanted to "Damn it" Herman yelled, he knew that things were not so simple, thinking of this, he began to pull the mask on his face like crazy, but what surprised him even more was that while picking the mask, he actually made himself feel a heart-rending pain, as if this mask seemed to be one with himself, and no longer separated from each other Gollum But just when he was panicking, a man's murmur suddenly came from beside him, and the voice was so close that it seemed to ring in his ears t1706231537: