After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

Yingting Wumeng was dragged by two mechanical arms to the door of another room.

The place where she is should also be an experimental base.

Central Plains in the main world also has complicated moods, and the moods of other cats are even more complicated.

Just, the experimental base ptsd.

When Yingting Wumeng was dragged there, there were still many people walking around in the corridor of the experimental base.

They were either recording some data, or dissecting some strange-looking creatures, and turned a blind eye to the beautiful sea monster that was dragged on the ground with scars all over its body.

During this period, the young sea monster was struggling all the time, her movements were very ferocious, completely ignoring herself, persistently trying to kill every human being she saw.

A certain researcher was very dissatisfied with the movement she made, and ordered an alchemy puppet to come over and inject her with some kind of potion.Soon she was exhausted.

In the process of being dragged, the alchemy puppet pulled off the nails of her ten fingers, leaving her bloody hands, and no one came to bandage them.

This room was the exact opposite of the room she had been in before.

It was pitch black, a darkness without a single ray of light.

She was locked in a very small box, and she could barely be squeezed in only by curling up her body.The box was just thrown into this dead and dark room.

It was pitch black and there was nothing.The sounds from the outside world were amplified countless times in this room, and only the sound of thunderous footsteps could be heard, as well as some chaotic, sharp, indistinct sounds that looked like monsters in the distance.

The feeling of oppression in this small box is indescribable, but nothing can be seen.Gradually, even the horrible noises were ignored, and only the increasingly rapid heartbeat could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, time was apparently fast-forwarded again.

Two more consumable human beings entered the room, dragging the siren by its hair and pulling it out of the small box.

Yingting Wumeng, who had grown up a bit, was just dumbfounded, she attacked subconsciously, but it was difficult to organize any decent resistance.

Everything that happened afterwards seemed to prevent the audience from getting too emotional. Their perspective gradually moved up like a movie camera, aiming at the pale ceiling of the experimental base.

But even though he couldn't see it, he could still hear an extremely mournful cry.

Gojo Satoru of the main world turned his head to look at Gao Zhuanwu and Gao Zhuanjie who were not far away from him. The two people's attention was completely attracted by what happened in front of them, and they didn't give any attention to the adult big white cat next to them.

When the screen appeared again, some time had passed.

A human-looking girl of about eight years old was chained to a wall.

That was the face of Sakuraba Wumeng, but the tail representing her abyssal identity as a sea monster was gone, replaced by human legs.

Under the tattered lab coat, you can occasionally see traces of sutures around her waist.

The alchemy puppet standing next to it reported to the researcher in front of it that the experimental subject did not have any rejection reaction.

The human's lower limbs and the Kraken's upper limbs are perfectly fused, and even those legs have a tendency to be assimilated by the blood of the abyss.

All kinds of phenomena are enough to show that Yingting Wumeng's bloodline is extremely pure, and it is more likely to be the bloodline of the royal family in the abyssal race.

The reported party did not respond to this, just bowed his head and remained motionless.

The researcher seemed very satisfied with her state, nodded and said, "Okay, send it over, the adult will be satisfied."

The girl who was taken away looked up at the researcher in a white coat. No one noticed that a purple-gold butterfly imprint slowly appeared on her forehead covered under the messy black hair.

Thanks to the blessings of these humans, Sakuraba Wumeng, who was still in her infancy, awakened early.

This sea monster that was transformed into a human was sent to a nobleman's gorgeous castle.

The cats and Yingting met a taciturn but majestic blond gentleman here, and the purple eyes of the other party were somewhat similar to Yingting at first glance.

They heard the owner of the castle call the blond gentleman Bishop with a strange attitude.

It was a rather uncomfortable attitude, mixed with domineering contempt and posturing pity, which made the relationship between the two seem very strange.

Because no matter who saw these two people at a glance, they would subconsciously feel that the blond bishop was more noble and willing to serve.

The fat and greasy noble standing next to him seemed to be in a flattering position.

It was indeed like this a long time ago, when the original world of human beings had not yet been destroyed.

This blond-haired and purple-eyed Lord Lindrila is the most talented bishop in the history of the Temple of Light, and he is also the next Pope personally recognized by the Pope.

In the original human world, divine power was supreme, far higher than imperial power.Even the emperor had to salute the pope, not to mention the nobles.

But that was only before.

After the destruction of the world, people wandered in haste and wandered for a long time before they finally took root in the abyss world, and everything had to start again.

In order to make the remaining human sparks migrate successfully, the backbone of the temple gave up the opportunity to leave, most of them stayed in the destroyed world, and only a small part remained to escort the people who left.

But in this new world, when the people are struggling with food and clothing, spiritual comfort is no longer so important. On the contrary, the nobles who have mastered the production technology get more support.

Although the Temple of Light is still in an authoritative position in the field of magic, and its status is still lofty, but how many of the people who migrated have magical talents?

Not much.

Instead of daydreaming and expecting to suddenly possess magical talents and make a fortune, it is better to join the nobles' command to at least fill one's stomach.

The power of the Temple of Light plummeted.

Therefore, even the nobles can belittle the bishop secretly.

What's more, in the eyes of the nobles, all the members of the entire Guangming Temple are a group of naive lunatics.

When the gods they believed in died with the world, this group of stupid and stubborn guys actually followed the rules of the past, gave up the power at their fingertips, and instead assumed a position similar to law enforcement.

That's all, but when they found out that the abyss race was the aborigines they had been looking for, this group of lunatics actually intended to reach a peace agreement with those beasts carrying precious magic materials!

They hope that the abyssal race can help humans leave this world and migrate again, trying to find a new world suitable for human survival and willing to accept humans.

What are you kidding? !

Not to mention what is there to talk about with the group of beasts that can only kill, even if the abyss race really agreed, why would they give up such a comfortable life and live that kind of wandering life again?

In this world, humans don't even have any natural enemies!

How could Lindela not know what these nobles were thinking?

But this so-called comfortable life can only be lived by a small number of people.

More ordinary people are struggling to eat and wear under the oppression of the nobles, and even because there is no threat from foreign enemies, the common people have completely lost their way to climb up.

No matter how talented and capable they are, they have nowhere to display them. They can only barely survive under the pressure of the nobles.

Besides, this world simply cannot accommodate the existence of human beings. It was wrong for them to land and take root here from the very beginning.

All people who learn magic can perceive that there is less and less magic around them, which is a symbol of the world's weakening.

If things go on like this, human beings will only repeat the mistakes of the previous world, harming others and themselves.

However, whenever he said this, those nobles just shook the red wine in the crystal glass, smiled comfortably, and said: "The world is destroyed? Even if it is going to be destroyed, it will be at least a few hundred years. Such a comfortable and peaceful life It’s hard to come by, let’s let the human race rest for a while, my lord bishop, can’t people migrate again when this world is truly destroyed? The God of Light will definitely bless them, just like us before.”

What a stupid and vicious idea!

Lindela came to this noble territory with the idea of ​​giving it a last try.

If there are still no nobles who are willing to listen to persuasion, then the Temple of Light will contact the Abyss race in private, try to persuade them to reach a peace agreement, and take all the civilians who are willing to leave to start the migration again.

Unsurprisingly, the noble still took their warnings as a joke.

The other party even complained to him in a joking tone that the recently caught abyssal creatures were becoming more and more useless. In the past, only one life force could be extracted to keep the entire castle running for a month, but now three are needed.

Lindella's heart was sinking.

The world's warning is so obvious, but the nobles are still enjoying themselves, cruelly and ruthlessly squeezing the lives of other races.

He was about to turn away almost immediately when he saw the girl who had been delivered.

Although she looked human, the hatred in her eyes was exactly the same as that of the abyssal races he had seen.

So the blond bishop changed his mind, and when the nobles asked him to stay because it was too late at night, he stayed.

It was indeed the right choice to stay.

In the middle of the night the storm began to fall.

The silent servant brought Sakuraniwa Wumen, who was dressed like a delicate doll, into a gorgeous room.

During this period, the sea monster was so well-behaved that it was a bit weird, maybe she also understood what she was going to face next.

On her chest hangs a jewel the size of a man's hand, gifted to her by a generous nobleman.

The complexion of the high school duo in the corner of the room changed.

Of course they had seen the gem.It should have been a bigger gemstone, but the girl in the picture is just a fragment of it.

Sakuraba Wumeng often summons some creatures from the abyss as their opponents in combat lessons, and one of the frequent visitors is a huge octopus that can tie a bowknot in tender pink.

The huge gem is the crystallization of the life of the octopus, and it is usually hidden in the hard-to-reach places of the body for protection.

Every time the actual combat is over, the opponent will take out this gemstone very lovingly as a mirror to reflect their embarrassing figures that have been drawn and rolled all over the playground.

In the scene before him, the crystal of life was cut into gorgeous ornaments and worn on the bodies of its fellows.

Anger burned uncontrollably in the hearts of the two, but they had to admit that the human race was ugly, and there was really nothing else that could compare with it.

But since this happened before, and they were really embarrassed by the big octopus, maybe things will turn around later?

The two cats and cats who have only experienced the world of sin gods and have not been beaten by scripts in other worlds have such a lucky thought.