I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Watson finally had the opportunity to go to the pig farm that Emma called the bloody slaughterhouse - this was what Nello called practice.

If you want to learn how to release vitality to heal others' injuries, you must first learn how to extract vitality from the body of pigs - destruction is always easier than repair. If you don't even know how to destroy, how can you accurately repair it? ?

So Nello took Watson on the road to the pig farm - oh, according to Nello, this should be called a vitality laboratory, which is specially used by the cult to test different strengths and concentrations of vitality. Breath exists in the reactions of different individuals.

"Of course, Sir Watson, you don't need to worry. These experimental individuals are all extremely vicious people without exception. They are all gang members who tried to come here to collect the so-called protection fees when the hospital was renovated. Some of the experimenters are from hostile religious sects. The intruders who came over were all imprisoned in the laboratory after being captured by us. "

"The sins they have committed in this life are so heavy, and we use the last period of their lives to conduct this series of vitality experiments."

"Let them use their dirty lives to contribute to the development of the world's medical cause."

"It's nothing more than giving them a chance to atone for their sins against the world."

"They should be grateful to us!"

Nello was able to speak such sophistical words without changing his expression, as if he was telling the truth of the world.

Watson also nodded slightly and seemed to agree.

The road to the pig farm/vitality laboratory is covered with emerald roots that are much thicker than other rooms. The jade-like plant tentacles that exude a strange fluorescent green light are twisted and intertwined, like countless emerald green roots. The jade-carved grass snake is coiled around a large pillar as thick as an adult's waist, and the bright red blood inside is surging like a rushing river.

They walked against the direction of the flow of blood and stepped into the passage on the left at a fork in the road. On the way, Nello explained to Watson:

"This is a fork leading to different individuals and different experimental purposes. We are now heading to a vitality exchange laboratory for young and middle-aged men. The experimenters imprisoned inside are all brutal gang members covered in blood. They are... When you are at your strongest, your heart beats most vigorously - you can feel the rhythm of their heartbeat through the words you walk, can you feel it?"

Watson was slightly immersed in his mind, focusing on sensing the rhythm of the earth under his feet. The three-dimensional map reappeared in his mind. This time he immediately sensed that there were seventeen heartbeats in the area fifty meters ahead. The rhythm!

But among them, only four heart beats are strong and powerful, that is, those of the second level and above.

The remaining thirteen heartbeats are either strong or weak. Although there are three heartbeats that beat at an extremely high frequency, as if they are falling into some kind of extremely excited state, and are beating quite powerfully, Watson still uses the instinctive feedback of his heart. It can be known that it is the heartbeat of a mortal.

"I feel it. There are seventeen heartbeats in front of me. They should be four church members and thirteen mortals."

"Yes, the number you sensed is absolutely correct - but have you sensed those three unusually powerful heartbeats? That is what we are experimenting with after pouring a large amount of high-level vitality into the body, what will happen to the mortal body? reaction."

While they were talking, the two of them had followed the scattered emerald roots to the bright room at the end. After the emerald roots spread into the room, they separated into countless thin, winding tendrils, clinging to the walls of the room like ivy. , as if the entire room was caught in a large network of emerald roots.

The area of ​​this vitality exchange laboratory for young and middle-aged men is also extremely wide, with multiple rooms separated inside. In the middle hall, the four esoteric cultists wearing masks are carrying out some kind of modernization of the existing A terrifying and terrifying experiment that smells ancient and wild.

I saw them standing at the four corners of the center, surrounding the three operating beds inside. Lying on the beds were the sources of the three abnormally strong heartbeats - three strong adult men wearing only shorts.

The three experimenters were currently struggling on the bed while being restrained by restraints. There was an intravenous drip inserted into their left arm wrist, but the intravenous drip bottle was either a clear liquid such as glucose or a diluted energy drink! The orange-yellow amber liquid was slowly flowing into their blood vessels, and the vitality contained in it was also poured into their bodies in an extremely rough way.

The experimenters wore complex helmets on their heads that looked like execution tools. Several sharp hooks extended out from the helmets, which hooked their eyes, forcing the three pig-like experimenters to stare at them all the time. With your eyes wide open, you witness the various torture-like experiments performed on them by these weird and terrifying cultists.

They were unable to struggle and resist - the restraints binding their limbs and torso were made of tough cowhide, and even the bed beneath them was made of welded steel. Their constant struggle and twisting could only make the bed shake slightly.

They were also unable to kill themselves - the terrifying helmet on their heads also extended a few not-so-sharp barbs, hooking their jaws and corners of their mouths, forcing them to open their mouths, unable to bite their tongues to commit suicide.

Thinking about these three experimenters, they were once bloody men who bullied a neighborhood. We would kill whoever the boss asked us to kill. Even when faced with the dark muzzle of the gun and the shining blade, we did not panic at all. Even the eyes were blinded by the blade. Without blinking.

But now they were looking at the four cultists around them who were wearing butcher-style aprons and whose faces were hidden behind masks. Their throats, whose vocal cords had been severed long ago, could no longer shout out words of insult or begging for mercy. Their eyes, which had been opened for too long, were dry and watery. There were no tears, but there was still a hint of desperate sorrow and prayer in their eyes.

Woohoo, please, give me a good time! Stop torturing me! ! !

The four cultists who didn't speak during the whole process just watched their changes indifferently, recorded their changes with pen and paper, and wrote down how many milliliters of liquid they would inject and how many milliliters of liquid they would inject. What corresponding changes occur.

[Experiment No. 1 Guillermo Hoxha, male, 28 years old, 5.7 feet tall, weighing 165 pounds before the experiment began, with a strong build. 】

[Experimental Classroom: Anti-fatigue. 】

[On the sixteenth hour of the experiment, the experimenter had been awake and sleepless for twenty-four hours, and had been injected with a total of ten milliliters of first-order diluted vitality liquid. Except for a high heart rate, the experimenter's physical signs were generally normal. Emotionally normal (still trying to struggle and resist)】

[On the twenty-fourth hour of the experiment, the experimenter had been awake and sleepless for thirty-two hours, and had injected a total of twenty milliliters of first-order diluted vitality liquid—the experimenter’s physical signs were generally normal except for an elevated heart rate. Emotionally tired (I haven’t tried to break free from the restraints for three hours.)]

[Decided to increase the dose and instead inject five milliliters of first-order diluted vitality liquid every two hours. 】

[On the thirty-second hour of the experiment, the experimenter had been awake and sleepless for forty hours, and had injected a total of forty milliliters of first-order diluted vitality liquid—the experimenter’s heart rate exceeded 200, his mood was extremely high, and his pupils were dilated. , the breathing rate accelerates, and the strength and frequency of struggling increase significantly. 】

[On the fortieth hour of the experiment, the experimenter has been awake and sleepless for 48 hours, and has injected a total of 60 ml of first-order diluted vitality liquid - the experimenter's heart rate exceeded 240, and his emotions have fallen into madness, and his eyes have The blood was completely red (not due to dryness, he had been supplemented with eye drops during the experiment), his breathing was heavy and rapid, his skin was red, and some capillaries had ruptured, but he stopped struggling, as if something was brewing. 】

[On the forty-eighth hour of the experiment, the experimenter has remained awake and sleepless for fifty-six hours, and has injected a total of 80 ml of first-order diluted vitality liquid - the experimenter has almost reached the endurance limit of the vitality liquid, and his body size It began to mutate, and the muscles of the left arm began to expand rapidly, and the skin expanded into a translucent state due to the rapid bulging of the muscles. 】