The doctor waved his hand and a soldier from Country R brought a basin of boiling water over.
As for the kind children that Yamamoto had placed his hopes on, they came over with interest. It was as though the person being used for the experiment wasn't a human, but a lab rat!
At that moment, a child suddenly cried.
The doctor frowned and asked, "Kawashima, why are you crying?"
The child named Kawashima cried. "Teacher, that white rat died so pitifully. He sacrificed himself for the advancement of humanity. I'm sad for his death. "
Only then did Yamamoto see that there was a dissected white rat at the spot they had been surrounding. He sneered inwardly. This white-robed demon didn't think so!
However, to Yamamoto's surprise, the doctor nodded and rubbed Kawashima's head. "You're right. These little animals have sacrificed too much for the advancement of humanity. In a while, let's set up a monument for them, alright? "
"Alright." The children shouted. "Teacher Ono is so kind. He's such a good person."
Ono smiled and nodded. "This world treats us well, so we have to treat the world well. Alright, we will begin the next step of the experiment. Watch carefully. This is a frostbite experiment. It can allow us to see human bones more clearly … A specimen made using this method is the best specimen. "
With that said, Ono said with a kind smile, "Press his hand into the boiling water."
"Wait! You can be so kind to white rats, so why are you so cruel to me? There are so many children here. How can you do this? "Yamamoto shouted, thinking that he had grasped onto his last hope.
Ono didn't say a word. As for the child who had cried for the white rat, Kawashima raised his hand and slapped him. Then, he grabbed Yamamoto's hand and pressed it into the basin of boiling water!
"Ah!" Yamamoto cried out in a heart-wrenching manner.
Only then did Kawashima sneer. "Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to a white rat? You trash! "
Although Yamamoto was screaming miserably, Kawashima's words were heard in his heart. A wave of anger and regret rose in his heart. He was angry that these people did not treat him as a human, but the entire clan did not treat the Huaxia people as humans! Deep down in their bones, they thought that the Huaxia people were not even comparable to lab rats!
What a joke. To think that he had naively believed those Japanese textbooks that even idiots did not believe. He thought that Japanese were good people. How could they be good people? They were all beasts!
How regretful! He regretted becoming a Satori before. He regretted that he didn't want to be a human and insisted on being something worse than a dog!
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in the world. It was useless to regret now. His hands were already numb from the cold, but once they were in the boiling water, it still hurt so much that he wanted to die. Unfortunately, his hands were tightly pressed by the Japanese and he couldn't take them out. He could only let out useless screams.
But these white-robed angels and children in front of him had happy smiles on their faces, as if they weren't torturing a single person … That kind of cold-bloodedness caused Yamamoto's entire body to turn cold.
"It's done. Take out his hand," said Ono.
The two Japanese took out Yamamoto's hand. After observing it for a while, Ono said, "Very good, the heat is just right. Look, when a human body is frozen and placed in boiling water, this is what happens! "
As he spoke, Ono grabbed the flesh on Yamamoto's hand and pulled hard!
With a blood-curdling scream, Yamamoto widened his eyes in horror. He watched in disbelief as his injured flesh was ripped off by Ono! All that was left were white bones!
"No!" Yamamoto gaped as he looked at his skeletal hand. His eyes went dizzy as he fainted on the spot.
"Trash, you fainted just like that! As expected of trash! "Kawashima cursed coldly.
Ono said, "Trash is trash, but these bones aren't bad."
With that said, Ono took out a knife and chopped off Yamamoto's hand. Then, as though he was sweeping away trash, he said, "Take it out. It's too dirty."
"Hai!" The two Japanese dragged the unconscious Yamamoto away.
As for Ono, he gave Yamamoto's hand to Kawashima and said, "You did very well in this lesson. This is your reward."
However, Kawashima said in disdain, "I still prefer skulls. I'll get myself a beautiful skull later!"
…
Upon seeing this, Fangzheng clenched his fists tightly. Just as he was about to do something, the scene in front of him dissipated … Only then did he recall that everything here was just a dream!
Fangzheng did not say a word. As for Yamamoto, he did not pay any attention to him. Instead, he walked to the other side.
This dream world was not a complete world. In fact, only when the dreamer existed would there be a world around him. It was just like how the doctor and students would disappear after Yamamoto left.
Therefore, Fangzheng did not need to worry about getting lost. If he walked straight into the world that existed, he would definitely be able to find Matsushita.
"What are you doing?" Matsushita's courage was not as great as Yamamoto's. He was just an opportunist. Now that he had been dragged outside and tied to a wooden stake, his heart kept trembling. He had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, the Japanese had no intention of looking at him.
Matsushita turned his head and realized that there were many people tied up behind him. However, these people were only looking at him. That feeling made his hair stand on end, as though he was being stared at by an evil ghost. Thinking back to what he had said when he was a Japanese, denying everything and glorifying the Japanese, he felt even more guilty.
At that moment, an officer walked over from afar. He did not bring a gun, but he held a katana in his hand!
After the officer arrived, he looked at the people here and nodded slightly. "These test blades are not bad. I hope the improved blade can be sharper this time. It can kill more people without being damaged."
"Major, your blade must be extremely sharp," someone sucked up to him.
The major laughed out loud and said, "I hope so. Let's begin the test. You take the record."
"Hey!" The Japanese took out a notebook and followed behind the major.
The major pulled out his katana and came in front of Matsushita. Matsushita felt his body turn cold as he said in Japanese with great difficulty, "Major, I'm a good citizen. My heart belongs to Japan."
The major patted him on the shoulder and said, "Very good. Yours. Very good!"
When Matsushita saw the other party smile, he felt relieved and thought, "I probably won't die, right?"
The major chuckled and said, "To a friendly person, I'll allow you to be the last to test your blade! If the blade is damaged, you can live. Otherwise, I'm sorry. "
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