Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 91: We are both fallen people at the end of the world

Although China's strength is improving rapidly.

But if you can know the information about the monster in advance, you can prepare early and have a better chance of success.

At the beginning of the third round of trials.

The United States discovered the secret of the arrival of the Zhugan race in advance.

"Wait, the Gansu race... I almost forgot about him."

Yang Mo slapped his forehead and suddenly thought of someone.

……

Research Institute.

Exclusive prison.

Doorway.

Several researchers glanced reluctantly around the room.

He said to Yang Mo: "Dean, we have already locked up the person you wanted. Remember to return him to us after you have interrogated him."

The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched a few times.

Subsequently.

Walked into this closed prison specially built for imprisoning various monsters.

Then he saw a young man being tightly tied up with eighteen alloy chains.

His whole body.

There are "injuries" caused by research and experiments everywhere.

Even a kidney was cut off by the researchers.

It looks extremely miserable.

"Aren't you off work? What else do you want to do?!"

The young man realized that someone had walked in and glared at Yang Mo with a roar.

In the pupils.

Full of anger and frustration.

"Ahem, no research today."

Yang Mo touched his nose and said with a strange look: "I will ask you a few questions. If you answer truthfully, you will have a day off tomorrow."

The words have not yet fallen.

The young man changed his arrogant and violent attitude and said with a smile: "Any questions you ask, I will cooperate with everything I know."

Yang Mo looked at him deeply.

I vaguely remember.

When this demon was first captured, he was unruly, violent and erratic.

I didn't expect it would only take a month.

The society smoothed out their edges and corners and made them cooperate with each other.

"What's your name?"

He hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Stone hard."

The young man answered without any hesitation.

"Your last name is Shi?"

Yang Mo half-closed his eyes.

"My real last name is Shi..."

The young man felt Yang Mo's gaze, his heart trembled, and he spoke quickly.

"Where is your Zhugan clan located, and how far is it from the Earth?"

Yang Mo was silent for a moment and asked another question.

Simultaneously.

Carefully observing Shi Jian's reaction.

prior to.

He interrogated Shi Jian several times, wanting to know how he came to Earth.

but……

That seemed to involve the core secrets of the civilization trial, causing him to suffer tremendous mental pressure and dare not speak out.

therefore.

This time he simply changed the way he asked the question and avoided the civilization test.

"We are in the demon world."

Shi Jian seemed to have chosen to accept his fate and said honestly: "To be honest, I don't know how far away the earth is."

"In the demon world, do all demons live together?"

Yang Mo's mind moved.

"no."

Shi Jian sighed and explained, "The demon world is divided into twelve regions. Our clan is relatively weak and is located in the last region with the least resources and the thinnest energy of heaven and earth."

"Then do you know which race will descend upon the next round of trials?"

Yang Mo silently memorized this information and asked the next question.

"I do not know about this."

Yang Mo raised his eyebrows.

Shi Jian suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and said bitterly, "I really don't know. I'm just an ordinary demon. I can't get in touch with these things without a background."

Looking at Shi Jian's aggrieved look.

The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched a few times.

He asked in return: "How can an ordinary demon race survive being wiped out by our country's [Book of Life and Death]?"

Shi Jian's expression changed slightly.

Simply shut his mouth.

No more talking.

"It seems that you prefer working overtime to taking a vacation."

Yang Mo shook his head and walked out of the interrogation room.

Not long after, several devilish researchers walked in under Shi Jian's horrified gaze.

……

America.

Ministry of Defense.

Secret prison.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

Yan Zhenyue kept rolling on the ground, veins bulging on his forehead, and he let out a painful wail.

Her body twisted.

Faintly.

To reveal their true colors, the Qu Ru clan's true face was revealed.

"Minister, we have already given her more than thirty injections."

A researcher in a white coat looked at Jobs and asked, "Do you want to fight again?"

Jobs frowned.

Looking down at Yan Zhenyue who was howling in pain, he snorted coldly: "I'll give you one more chance. What kind of monster will come in the fourth round of trials?"

"I really do not know……"

Yan Zhenyue on the ground kept groaning miserably, obviously suffering from great pain.

"Ten more stitches."

Jobs' face was icy as he instructed the researchers around him, "Remember, control the amount and don't let her die."

"Yes."

The researcher stepped forward and injected a large amount of "liquid" into Yan Zhenyue's body.

This liquid.

It is a new drug developed by medical institutions in the United States based on new materials such as blood and hormones in monsters' bodies.

It can amplify nerve pain sensation ten thousand times.

It didn't take long.

The drug takes effect.

Yan Zhenyue's whole body became more and more twisted, and her screams continued.

"It seems that she really doesn't know."

Jobs frowned slightly, a little disappointed.

Subsequently.

Left the prison.

"I already said I don't know..."

Yan Zhenyue, struggling in pain, looked at the backs of Jobs and the other man as they left, feeling filled with sorrow and frustration.

Physical torture.

It was far less than the regret she felt in her heart.

Should have known so.

When I escaped from China, I should have gone to the Land of Sakura instead of the United States.

This American...

Not a human at all.

They injected her with strange things every day, tortured her madly, and asked her questions that she didn't know the answers to.

How the hell is she going to know this?

"Cousin? Cousin?"

At this moment, a wave came from the void.

Yan Zhenyue's expression brightened.

While supporting his painful body, he glanced at the camera in the corner and also used the secret magic of his race.

soon.

It then connected with the source of this fluctuation.

"Cousin, he... uh... they are not human... um..."

She cried to the other party with a feeling of grief and indignation.

After being trapped in a US prison for so long, her only comfort was being able to communicate with her cousin using racial secrets.

"what happened to you?"

The other end of the secret method was a little confused: "Why is there still a strange sound...ah...hiss...oh..."

"The Americans... injected me... ah... the effect of the drug hasn't worn off yet..."

Yan Zhenyue's face flushed, and she forced herself to explain, "Wait, why are there strange sounds from your place?"

She had just asked this question.

On the other end, there seemed to be some silence that broke down.

After a while.

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Huaxia, you just forced me to work overtime."

"Work...overtime? Aren't you in jail, cousin? How did you infiltrate China?"

Yan Zhenyue was stunned for a moment and asked excitedly.

Just this sentence.

The opponent seemed to be somewhat defeated again.

There was silence for a long time.

Then, with resentment and hatred, he cursed: "Don't worry, China's good days are over!"

"The next round of trials will come from the Eldar. They are the most restrained civilization towards this kind of technology. Whether it is China or the United States, they are all doomed!"

"Let's endure the humiliation first, don't disobey them, and patiently wait for the arrival of the spirits!"

Hear this.

A glimmer of hope finally appeared on Yan Zhenyue's desperate face.

Well, I have something urgent to do today, the next chapter will be updated in the evening.



(End of this chapter)