The next day.
Boro came to the cell, opened the cage, and took Zaxi away.
Not long after they left, Dean and Jason heard faint screams coming from under the floor. It seemed to be Zaxi's voice. Their faces turned gloomy.
In the dark cell, Dean could only judge the time by the degree of hunger in his stomach. But he knew that the longer he stayed here, the more blurred his body functions would be. So he couldn't judge the time anymore.
At about six or seven o 'clock in the evening, the cell was opened. A girl wearing a white dress pushed a metal cart and slowly walked in. Dean and Jason couldn't help but slightly change their expressions when they saw her face.
It was Dana.
But soon Dean found that this "Dana" wasn't the same person as the first "Dana" he met before. Although the appearance was the same, but there was a difference in temperament. He could distinguish it at a glance.
Dean was silent as he thought of Boro's cloning experiment. He didn't know how many 'Dainas' were in this underground base.
The 'Dana' in the white dress didn't seem to notice Dean and Jason. She pushed the metal cart and stopped in front of the first row of cages. She lifted the white cloth on the cart and there were four metal barrels inside. She opened the lid of one of the barrels. The smell of meat overflowed. The shadows in the cages roared, but they didn't dare to hit the bars.
They saw her pick up a metal spoon from the cart and scoop out a spoonful of broth. There were a few pieces of fat floating in the bucket. She poured it into the stone trough next to the door of the first cage.
The shadows inside couldn't hold back anymore. They rushed over and licked the broth.
Dean and Jason who had been hungry for a day heard the sound. They couldn't help but salivate.
The girl scooped two spoonfuls of broth and continued to push the cart to the second row of cages … The whole cell was filled with the sound of licking, swallowing, and chewing of bones.
Glancing at Dean, the girl's expression was indifferent. She scooped out a spoonful of broth and poured it into the stone trough in front of Dean, and then added another spoonful. There were two pieces of cartilage and fat, and the meat was stained with black hair.
The smell of meat drifted out of the stone trough. Being hungry for a day was not enough to numb Dean's taste. Looking at the meat soup and meat pieces that were half submerged in the stone trough, he frowned slightly and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he reached out and drank the meat soup. He grabbed the meat pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. He did not dare to taste the extremely strong smell of meat, so he chewed a few times and swallowed.
When he ate a few pieces of fat meat with black hair on them, he felt disgusted, but he still pulled the hair off and ate it with a dark face.
The taste was indescribable. Ever since he came out of the slums of Sylvia, he had rarely found food so hard to swallow.
"This, what is this?!" Suddenly, Jason's slightly trembling voice came from the side.
Dean's heart tightened. He turned his head and saw Jason holding something under the light of the aisle. However, the appearance of this thing was too easy to identify. It was a finger!
A human finger!
Dean's pupils shrank. In an instant, he felt like his stomach was hit by a heavy punch. His stomach tumbled, and the gastric juices rushed to his throat. He covered his mouth and clenched his teeth. The veins on his face bulged and twitched slightly. Finally, he took a deep breath and swallowed the thing that had rushed to his throat and mouth. Then he felt like collapsing. He leaned against the iron bars and gasped for breath.
After Jason saw it clearly, he vomited on the ground. After coughing for a long time, he slowly raised his head, shook off the stewed and swollen finger, and threw it into the cage next to him. The shadow that had finished eating the broth in the stone trough smelled the smell and immediately rushed over, picked up the broken finger, and ate it like enjoying a delicious meal.
Dean's mind slightly moved as he saw this scene.
The girl pushed the dining cart to the last row of the cell. After scooping out all the things, she pushed the cart back again. She saw Jason vomit on the ground and curled her lips slightly. It seemed like she was sneering, but she didn't say anything and left the cell.
"Bastard!"
As soon as the girl left, Jason punched the ground. His face was full of anger.
Dean was silent, but his eyes were cold. Although they had killed countless people and seen countless limbs and internal organs, they had never thought of eating people. Especially eating people himself. This feeling was even more disgusting. It even made him feel that his body was being tarnished.
After the anger, Dean and Jason fell into silence. The cell was very quiet. Only the snoring sound came from the other cages. It seemed that they were snoring in sleep.
Dean's thoughts calmed down. He unconsciously thought of the finger in the broth. Whose was it? Was it Zaxi's or someone else? Or were they not the only ones imprisoned here?
After a long, long time.
Dean felt that it was noon of the next day, but he still didn't see Zaxi being brought back. The girl pushed the dining cart again, but this time it wasn't broth but weeds, mushrooms, and mushrooms.
Dean's face turned ugly as he looked at the arm long weeds, mushrooms, and three palm-sized mushrooms that were assigned to him. He couldn't help but ask the girl: "Can we eat this? Is it poisonous?"
The girl handed the food to Daina, who had the same appearance as her. She glanced at Dean and said: "Don't worry, eat your food. You won't die. Dad still has a use for you."
Dean was a little relieved. But looking at the raw mushrooms and mushrooms, as well as the weeds that could be seen everywhere outside, he felt that he didn't know where to eat.
However, thinking that the broth might be sent in the evening, he bit the bullet and grabbed the raw mushrooms and ate them.
"Why did you eat the broth yesterday? What kind of stew was that?! "Jason suppressed his anger, but his tone was still not good.
The girl indifferently said: "Anyway, it wasn't your hand. Why do you care so much?"
Jason slightly gritted his teeth. When the girl walked past him, he quickly called out: "I haven't given it to you yet!"
"Didn't you vomit yesterday? Since you are not hungry, there is no share for you today." The girl said without looking back.
Jason was so angry that he almost died. He stared at her back with hatred.
The girl suddenly turned her head and her eyes fell on Jason's line of sight.
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