[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

5.11

"Shadow? A cloak?"

Tu Xuan rubbed his fingertips, revealing an interesting smile: "Go, go back and have a look."

"Yes, professor."

...

The ground floor of the CHILI Institute is not large, and it mainly conducts some normal medicine. experiment. Only by going underground can one glimpse the tip of the iceberg of what the institute is doing.

Xi Wu has been locked here for five hours.

The institute said that unknown substances were detected in her body, so she was arranged to be quarantined and observed here to avoid accidents.

But Xi Wu felt that he was fine. Not only did he not show any signs of being sick, but he was also very energetic. He stared at the researchers who came and went outside the isolation room without blinking, and never took a break.

"How long has she been in this state?" Tu Xuan flipped through the report on Xi Wu's body data on the electronic screen, and found nothing special.

This is not normal.

The researcher on the side replied: "About three hours."

"What about the brain wave recording??"

"This," the researcher opened his eyes in surprise, "Aren't all infected people mutated?"

Tu Xuan threw the screen at him . His face was full of chills: "Are you the source of infection? Are you sure that only the body of the infected person can mutate?" The

researcher was hit by the screen to the forehead and didn't dare to make a sound, he immediately nodded and stepped back.

However, when he entered the observation room, he found that the woman who was sitting on the bed a second ago had disappeared!

"What about people!" He rushed out to question others but couldn't get an accurate answer.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xi Wu evaporated like air!

...

Seeing the chaos around him, Xi Wu tilted his head in confusion, wanting to say that he was still on the bed and didn't move.

But she immediately thought that this was an excellent opportunity to escape, so she quietly got out of bed, carefully avoiding the chaotic crowd, and walked out bit by bit.

She didn't recognize the way, so she walked against the crowd.

Along the way, I saw many people in the observation room closed.

It's just that some of these "people" are not like people, but more like monsters. Once mutated, they were sedated and tied up and sent to other places.

Out of curiosity, she followed them deeper into the ground, and saw a scene like a slaughterhouse—in the

operating room, the mutants were cut open mercilessly.

Even though most of them still maintain the appearance of human beings, the white coats treat them like domestic animals, removing the mutated parts for research, and letting the open body on the operating table gradually become cold.

After a sufficient amount of anesthesia, the mutants did not make a sound even when they died.

The entire institute was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.