"Let's go in."
Clam waved his hand at the three experimenters.
Ding Ning followed his father and sneaked in quietly. Looking at everything in the laboratory, he widened his eyes in shock because everything here was far beyond his imagination.
In his opinion, the laboratory was nothing more than a desk and a test bench filled with various experimental instruments.
However, Mason's laboratory was built above a huge oval square with multiple steps. Its four sides were made of transparent glass. Standing in the laboratory and looking down, the square below was like an ancient Roman arena.
In fact, what happened next also verified Ding Ning's thoughts. This was indeed an arena, but it was just in the name of scientific research.
Mason was known as a mysticism expert, but in fact, he was a scientist who specialized in studying martial arts in China. Dr. Wenk, whom Ding Ning met before, was Dr. Mason's student and was in charge of studying the energy of martial artists.
"Seal their dantians and wake them up."
Dr. Mason sat in front of the desk. After giving the order, he picked up the phone on the desk and started to make a call.
"Yes!"
Clam responded. He picked up something that looked like an electric drill from the test bench and tapped the arms of the three experimenters, including his father. After waiting for two minutes, he took out a bottle of something that looked like a spray and sprayed it in front of their noses.
Ding Ning was dumbfounded at the side. Sealing their dantians with an instrument? Has the technology here developed to such an extent?
Seeing that his father and the other two's eyes gradually became clear, Ding Ning was extremely excited. He could not help but want to kill Dr. Mason and Clam immediately. When he was about to reunite with his father, a thin voice suddenly sounded in Ding Ning's mind. "Ning 'er? Why are you here? Hey, what kind of cultivation method is this? It can actually make you invisible. "
Ding Ning was dumbfounded. He looked at Clam in disbelief as if he had been paralyzed. When he saw Clam winking at him, he was sure that he did not hear wrongly. It was Clam who transmitted his voice to him, and this voice was clearly Sister Qiao 'er's voice.
Clam was actually Sister Qiao 'er? This realization made him completely dumbfounded. He stood rooted to the ground, wondering if he was dreaming.
"Ning 'er, no matter how you got here, remember, no matter what you see or hear later, don't make a sound, don't ask, and don't interfere. Pay attention to protect yourself. However, since you're able to sneak in here, protecting yourself shouldn't be a problem. I'm relieved. We'll discuss everything in detail after we get out."
Sister Qiao quickly transmitted her voice.
Ding Ning quickly calmed down and transmitted his voice excitedly, "Sister Qiao, how did you find me?"
"Hey, it seems that the God of Fortune didn't lie to us. Ning 'er can also transmit sound, which means that your strength is at least in the True Martial Realm. Although the True Martial Realm may not be enough here, you can hide yourself, so it should not be a problem for you to protect yourself. As for how I found you, it is because Sister Qiao is a Spirit Master. Just now, I felt a fluctuation of spiritual power at your position, so I quietly opened my Third Eye and found you."
Sister Qiao said happily.
Ding Ning suddenly understood. Just now when he saw his father regained consciousness, he was so excited that he didn't control his emotions and triggered the fluctuation of spiritual power, so Sister Qiao opened her Third Eye and found him.
As for why Sister Qiao could recognize him who had changed his appearance, even the bio-simulated skin was made by her. It would be strange if she couldn't recognize him.
"Sister Qiao, I'm not in the True Martial Realm now. I'm a Demigod expert. What do you want to do by sneaking in here? I can give you a hand."
Ding Ning said hurriedly with a pale face. He was like a child who wanted to get the approval of his parents when he saw his relatives for the first time.
"Go, don't make trouble. This time, it's very important and dangerous. Find a chance to leave before you're discovered. I'll tell you in detail after we're done."
Unfortunately, Sister Qiao didn't believe him at all and said in an unquestionable tone.
Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he also knew that his cultivation speed was too incredible. It was normal that Sister Qiao didn't believe him.
Immediately, he didn't say anything more and made up his mind to follow them to see what they wanted to do. It wouldn't be too late to help them if they were really in danger.
"Ning 'er, be obedient. Find a chance to leave here quickly."
Seeing that Ding Ning didn't intend to leave, Sister Qiao was also anxious and hurriedly urged him.
Ding Ning helplessly gave a wry smile. "I can't leave even if I want to. Besides, I'm here to save people. I won't leave until I save them."
Sister Qiao looked anxious and wanted to urge him. At this time, Mason hung up the phone and raised his head, which made her feel shocked. She quickly put away the anxiety on her face and looked at him respectfully.
Mason didn't notice the change of the assistant's expression. He slowly looked at his father and the other two people. "How do you feel now?"
As always, his father was silent. He snorted coldly and didn't speak. The combination of unwillingness, anger, and helplessness on his face made Ding Ning not know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect his father's acting skills to be so good. If Sister Qiao hadn't communicated with him, he would have taken it seriously.
The other two Shenzhou Martial Artists all looked terrified. One of them, who had a tear mole at the corner of her eye and a bitter face, shouted with inexplicable grief and indignation, "Who are you? What do you want? Why did you destroy my Dantian? "
"Uh!"
Ding Ning almost choked to death by his saliva. He stared strangely at this Martial Artist, who was good at singing and acting, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"God, I never thought that the First Master, who had always been old-fashioned and strict, had a talent for acting."
Yes, Ding Ning didn't find that this Martial Artist was the First Master disguised by the bio-simulated skin. From the familiar voice, he recognized that this Martial Artist with a bitter face was actually the First Master, Meng Wenhan.
Even the First Master came. The identity of the third Martial Artist seemed to be self-evident. Ding Ning subconsciously looked at the Martial Artist who remained silent like his father but had an obvious look of horror on his face. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't connect this short Martial Artist with the tall and straight Uncle Xiaowu.
However, he knew very well that his Clavicle Technique came from Uncle Xiaowu. With the bio-simulated skin, it was absolutely flawless, and even he couldn't see any flaws.
Perhaps Sister Qiao was afraid that his father and others would know that Ding Ning's emotions fluctuated in a moment of excitement and would reveal a flaw, so that the First Master could perform to his heart's content without any psychological burden.
Mason smiled like an old fox who had stolen a chicken. "Don't worry, it's just a temporary seal. I didn't destroy your Dantian."
"Really?"
Meng Wenhan showed a doubtful and expectant look. His acting skills made Ding Ning praise him secretly.
"Of course it's true."
Mason said calmly, "If I really wanted to kill you, would you still be alive now?"
Meng Wenhan was silent for a moment and then nodded slowly. "That's true. Tell me, who are you? What do you want to get by catching us? "
Mason didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked to the glass window, looked down at the arena under his feet, and said in high spirits, "You are all Martial Artists of Shenzhou with good skills. I need you to help me fight a few matches."
"Fight?"
Meng Wenhan repeated subconsciously.
"Yes, as long as you can win three matches in a row, I will set you free."
Mason said slowly, but there was an undetectable hint of mockery in his eyes. Since they had come to Area 51, it was simply a dream to think that they could leave alive. Unless … as a Superhuman, they could take a breath of the outside world for a short while.
"Do you mean it?"
Meng Wenhan's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to ask.
"Do you have a choice?"
Mason didn't answer directly, but asked with a faint smile.
Meng Wenhan looked hesitant and looked at Ding Ning's father and Duan Xiaowu, as if asking for their opinion.
Duan Xiaowu spoke for the first time, and the question went straight to the point. "Our Dantian is sealed. How can we fight?"
"Since it's a seal, it can naturally be lifted. Of course, in order to prevent you from having improper thoughts, the seal will only be lifted when you are about to fight."
Mason said without hesitation.
Duan Xiaowu's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that we will kill you now?"
Mason raised his eyebrows fearlessly. "You can try."
"We agree, but we have a deal. Once we win three matches in a row, you must let us go."
Ding Ning's father made a statement for the first time. Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu didn't raise any objection, and they both stared at Mason with bright eyes.
"Of course, I will definitely keep my word, but the premise is that you must win three matches in a row."
Mason promised without sincerity, waved his hand and said, "Clamon, take them to change into battle suits. We will participate in the first match in half an hour."
"Yes, follow me."
It seemed that Sister Qiao had been here for a long time, and she had completely integrated into the role of Clamon. Hearing this, she responded respectfully, waved at Meng Wenhan and the other two, and took the lead to walk out.
However, Ding Ning didn't go back to the tunnel outside as he had expected. Instead, he took out a remote control and pressed it. A wall suddenly cracked, and a metal door appeared.
'Damn, it's full of high-tech.'
Ding Ning cursed inwardly and hurriedly followed them into the door.
Behind the door was a room with one living room and multiple bedrooms. Sister Qiao pointed at the three rooms expressionlessly. "Go in. There is still half an hour. You can take a bath first, and then change into the battle suits in the wardrobe."
Ding Ning's father took a deep look at Sister Qiao. Knowing that there must be monitoring equipment here, and it was not convenient for them to talk, they immediately went into their rooms to take a bath and change clothes.
"Why don't you leave?"
Sister Qiao stood still like a statue, but her voice sounded in Ding Ning's ears again.
"I have a friend who is also caught here. I won't leave until I rescue her."
Ding Ning said resolutely.
Sister Qiao sighed softly and said earnestly, "Child, why are you so stubborn? This is not a fun place. If you are not careful, you will die here."
"What about you? You know it's so dangerous? Why did you come here? "
Ding Ning said unconvincingly.
"We … Alas, it's not the time for you to know. Listen to Sister Qiao and find a chance to slip away immediately. As for your friend, you tell Sister Qiao her name. If there is a chance, I will help you save her."
Sister Qiao wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. She could only promise to help him save people and send him away first.
But she actually knew very well that it was unknown whether they could escape successfully, let alone save people.
"You don't need my help, and I don't need your help. Let's act separately."
Ding Ning said angrily.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years. You not only have grown up, but also have a big temper, haven't you?"
Sister Qiao said jokingly.
Ding Ning smiled and suddenly thought of a very important thing. He hurriedly asked, "Sister Qiao, there is something I want to ask you. When you were chased by the enemy, did you meet a gray-haired weirdo?"
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