I, Stitcher, Leon!

Chapter 18 Second Stage Experiment
Li Ang couldn't figure it out.

But the current scene does not allow him to think too much.

The door to the resurrection chamber opened again.

Dr. Mead's voice sounded without emotion.

"Congratulations, you won today's breakfast for yourself and your pet."

I can only hear his voice, but not see his people.

After thinking about it, I hid in a dark place to observe, a ghostly trick.

"Pets, too, cooked food."

Li Ang endured the pain from tearing his throat, and added another sentence.

Dr. Meade seemed to be very talkative, and he agreed to Li Ang's request without thinking about it.

Although I know that Dr. Meade must be uneasy and kind, but I will try my best to improve it to the extent I can, and then wait for Dr. Meade's next move.

Although it seems to be at a disadvantage and controlled by others, the benefits of staying in the research institute are indeed not small.

In just two days, the attributes, skill proficiency, and free allocation points that Li Ang had acquired had greatly changed his physical data.

And during this period, he also got a lot of useful information about the bottom line of the research institute's secrets.

A curtain of secrets about the institute, as well as Dr. Meade's true intentions, is being lifted bit by bit.

Li Ang did not stay in the resurrection chamber.

Today, I killed a hundred-eyed sarcoma and accidentally saw so many secret sutures. The most important thing is of course the music box playing "Fur Elise" behind the stone wall.

Li Ang has a hunch that this news is very likely to involve the secret of Dr. Meade's study of "Black Code" and his obsession with suture research.

When Li Ang returned to the entrance of the room, two iron basins had already been placed on the ground.

Just like Li Ang's request, this time the steak and minced meat are all cooked food after grilling and cooking, and there is also a spicy and cumin aroma, which makes the mouth water and the index finger move.

Li Ang couldn't help thinking about Pompey's excited mood after opening the door.

"Enjoy this meal well. There is no lunch today. In the evening, I will take you to a grand event, and you will be the only protagonist of this event."

The doctor's voice sounded again, and after finishing speaking, he actively hung up the contact.

Dr. Mead turned off his intercom signal and walked all the way down the stairs.

The black shadow dragged for an extremely long time, and finally merged with the darkness of the resurrection chamber.

Accompanied by the piano piece of "Fur Elise", Dr. Meade's footsteps became much lighter.

None of the chained sutures on either side of the secret room made him look sideways.

All the way to the stone wall that prevented Li Ang from exploring the truth before, Dr. Meade stopped.

Mouth softly chanted difficult and unintelligible disordered syllables.

These disordered syllables seem to carry special energy.

Along with the chanting, light suddenly shone on the smooth stone wall.

In the center of the stone wall, a fissure flashing with light suddenly appeared.

Dr. Mead stepped forward and pushed the stone wall away along the crack.

The back figure was gradually swallowed by the light, and finally completely disappeared in the crack.

This is a small stone room, and the whole picture can be seen at a glance.

There are no shades of color, everything is bright and clear, filled with pleasing warm tones.

The doctor's slender fingertips slid across the tabletop covered with rainbow tablecloth;
across a row of neatly arranged dolls;

Finally, it landed on an exquisite music box inlaid with blue gemstones.

On the open music box table, there is also a cute doll in a long dress dancing.

Caress the doll's head, then press.

"To Alice", which was used to manipulate the stitched body, came to an abrupt end.

The smile on the doctor's face also gradually froze.

The lightness on his face no longer exists.

"Don't worry, the second phase of the experiment will be officially launched tonight. It won't be far before your return."

The doctor muttered to himself against the wall, and in his hand was playing with a sharp scalpel used to cut flesh and blood.

……

Li Ang walked into the room with the food.

Looking at the "blood man" covered in blood and minced flesh, Pompeii, who was lying on the ground with no interest, rolled over and got up with a worried expression on his face.

But he said ruthlessly: "It's all hurt like this, why isn't it dead!"

Li Ang chuckled, then shook his head, indicating that the blood on his body was not his.

Then Li Ang walked up to Pompeii and squeezed out a smile.

It's just that because of the blood all over his body, this smile looks terrifying like a demon god from hell, making one's scalp tingle.

"Breakfast, eat!"

Only then did Pompeii notice that the minced meat in the iron basin today was actually cooked food that was still steaming.

This made Pompeii stunned for a moment, thinking that Li Ang had taken the wrong one.

He couldn't help stretching his neck, wanting to see what Li Ang's breakfast was.

Li Ang sat on the chair, picked up the meat steak and began to eat it. He was still looking forward to whether there would be more "seasoning" anesthetics in the meat steak today, so that his physique would increase again.

It's just that when Li Ang finished eating two steaks and picked his teeth, he couldn't wait for the system to pop up a prompt.

This can't help but make him very disappointed, and he lost a chance to improve his physique.

When Li Ang came back to his senses, he took the time to glance at Pompeii.

I thought this guy should have a good meal, but unexpectedly, he just stared at the rice bowl with his head down, without opening his mouth at all.

'Could it be that Pompeii didn't like it? '

Li Ang guessed in his heart, stretched out his tentacles, and gently pushed him.

The dazed Pompeii came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at Li Ang, his eyes were full of complex meanings.

Then there was a burst of cursing.

"Damn it! I knew you were uneasy and kind! Preparing cooked food for me on purpose is to torture me and not let me have a good meal! You guys are really vicious. Although you don't say a few words, what you do is not human affairs at all! "

As Pompey said, he turned his head and began to eat angrily.

Pompeii hadn't eaten cooked food, especially meat, for an untold amount of time.

When the culinary, pungent and cumin flavors of minced meat enter the mouth, there is a natural physiological response.

vomit!
Pompeii's mouth and stomach were trying their best to stop this strange feeling.

Yes, not familiar, but unfamiliar.

Pompeii has not eaten cooked food representing civilization for too long.

In order to survive, he could only force himself to swallow the raw meat.

Over time, the body loses its memory of cooked food.

As a result, eating cooked food after a few years actually produced strong physical discomfort.

However, even though his body was extremely resistant, Pompeii just endured it, chewing the pieces of meat with his fangs, resisting the refusal, and swallowed the meat forcefully.

Pompeii tried his best to swallow the food one mouthful at a time, even though he couldn't control his physiology and retched, his nose was pungent from the spicy choking, and his nose and tears flowed horizontally.

Even minced meat that was regurgitated and mixed with gastric juice.

But he still swallowed these one mouthful at a time.

Because this meal is not just a breakfast, but also the dignity and respect he has lost for a long time and has not felt for a long time!
He changed from a human to a dog, and endured hardships and tasted courage. He hoped that one day he would escape from the Shuguang Institute of Biology.

Also, take revenge yourself!
　It will be a new week soon, here Wan Jun is begging for follow-up reading, recommendation tickets and rewards, and I hope that in the new week, I can hit the classified new book list~
　　
　
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