After sealing the Aragami's heart, the old men and Crimson Moon looked at Dean, who was lying on the metal platform. At this moment, his chest was torn open, his ribs were broken, and the tissues in his chest were scattered. Previously, Crimson Moon was in a hurry to take out the Aragami's heart, so she didn't care about Dean's body, so his body now looked broken, dying, and his vitality was getting weaker and weaker.
The experiment failed.
The old men's faces were ugly, and they didn't dare to breathe. They also didn't dare to ask Crimson Moon, for fear that she would vent her anger on them.
Crimson Moon stared at Dean, who was dying, and was silent. After a long time, she slowly said, "You guys leave first."
As if they had been pardoned, they immediately left respectfully. One of them looked at Dean on the metal platform and said cautiously, "Your Highness, since he is already a failed product, we can make use of waste, transform him into an Undead, or take out his organs and transfer them to other …"
"Get out," Crimson Moon said calmly.
The man's words stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to say anymore. He bowed his head respectfully and left the laboratory with the others.
After they left, only Crimson Moon and the unconscious Dean were left in the laboratory. It was silent. Crimson Moon quietly looked at Dean and suddenly thought of something. She turned her head and glanced at Dean's heart on the tray next to her. At this moment, the heart's beating frequency had slowed down, and it would expand every four or five seconds. Every time it expanded, a little blood would spurt out from the blood vessels next to the heart.
Compared with the heart of the Aragami, Dean's heart was like heaven and earth. It was only taken out for a short time, but it couldn't hold on anymore.
Crimson Moon glanced at Dean's broken chest. The previous movement was too big, so many organs here were damaged, especially the heart. The surrounding tissues were either swallowed and infected by the Aragami's heart, or torn apart by it. It was impossible to repair in a short time.
This man's vitality ended here …
The corner of Crimson Moon's mouth slightly moved. If Dean was just a simple experiment, she would have been too lazy to look at him and directly discarded him. But after reading Dean's memory and knowing all his thoughts, Crimson Moon knew how difficult it was for this man to reach today's status and achievements step by step. How much pain and loneliness he had endured.
She also knew his dream. When he was young, he longed to be a hero. When he grew up, he hoped to live a peaceful life. Later, he hoped to be able to control his own life, but in the end, he still couldn't do it.
How great was this dream, and how petty was it!
If the experiment was successful, she would personally help him achieve his dream, but if it failed … failure meant that nothing existed, and everything lost its meaning!
"You didn't give up in prison. You didn't give up in the face of the Splitter. You didn't give up in the face of the unbeatable monster … Unfortunately, your luck is too bad!" Crimson Moon whispered to herself. She seemed to be talking to Dean, but also to herself. There was a trace of sadness in her eyes. She slowly bent down, stretched out her slender snow-white hand, and stroked Dean's cheek.
Although he was in a coma, Dean's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. It seemed that there were many troubles gathering on his eyebrows.
Crimson Moon felt regret, sympathy, and loss. I wanted to accompany you to become a god, but you … didn't live up to expectations!
She gently kissed his forehead and sighed. When she lifted her body, the regret on her face had disappeared, and there was a bit of coldness in her eyes. She simply treated the wound on Dean's chest, put the broken internal organs back into place, and sutured the epidermis. Then she called the assistant outside and ordered, "Send it to the freezer, and use it in the future when there is a need."
The old men nodded as if they had expected this. The freezer was the place where all the previous valuable failed products were kept, and those that had no further research value were directly abandoned on the Corpse Mountain.
"Your Highness, this heart?"
"Sealed and frozen."
"Yes."
The old men quickly got busy. They sealed Dean's heart, moved it along with his body, and sent it to an underground freezer at the back of all the laboratories. The temperature in the freezer was extremely low, and it was filled with cold air. It was like a morgue. There were strange corpses lying on the metal beds. Most of them were humanoid, but all of them were incomplete. Some were half-human and half-beast, and some had a human head, but the whole body was a mass of twisted and strange tissue.
The old men found an empty metal bed, lifted Dean on it, and placed him next to the other beds. Then they sent his heart to the back of the freezer, which looked like a safe, and locked it.
After that, the old men escaped from the freezer. It was too cold inside, and they felt like their whole body was frozen. The corpses inside were all frozen into popsicles, and it would not be long before Dean would be the same.
However, they did not have any pity for the failed products. Failed products were garbage, and had no value. Even if Dean used to be the strongest in the wall and ruled Silvia, but in their eyes, he was just a failed experimental product, and had lost his life, leaving only a body of organs that still had research value.
"Your Highness, are we going to use the third experimental product as the final material?" The old men returned to the laboratory and saw Crimson Moon calmly sitting in front of the instrument to test the Aragami's heart.
The third experimental product was the best experimental body they found in the past few months, second only to Dean. He was a Witcher, had the Ice Blood Disease, and had awakened his bloodline. His body was relatively special, and his adaptability was very strong. The probability of using him to cultivate to become a God was very high.
Crimson Moon slightly raised her head, glanced at them, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, this experiment has failed. You guys go back and find the reason, and hand over the report to me tomorrow. I will solve the problem of the final experimental product, and there will be a more suitable experimental product to replace him. We have to learn this lesson, and we can't make any mistakes next time. Otherwise, you will all be prepared to be experimental materials!"
The old men's face changed, and they kept quiet out of fear. They nodded like pecking rice.
At the same time, in the freezer, cold air filled the air, covering all the corpses. The coldness around Dean, who had just been sent, was the strongest. His fingers and hair were already covered with a thin layer of ice.
It was extremely cold, like a blazing flame, and it was as painful as being burned.
In this pain, Dean slowly woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he felt cold all over his body, and his head was dizzy, as if he had drunk four or five liters of wine. He wanted to open his eyelids, but they were so heavy that he could barely open them, and he saw a white misty world.
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