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Chapter 862 Why Isn't It Destroyed?
No matter, can live a day is a day.

Anan has no time to complain about himself here, even if that time was stolen from Lord Yan, he is not willing to give up hope easily.

He continued to ask the researcher: "What about the medicine? The medicine that is injected into all of us, you know how to take it."

As long as there is no antidote for a week, the neuralgia will burst, and many people will die of pain in the end.

That's the boss's highest punishment.

It is said that this kind of death is more uncomfortable than directly pressing the M4 switch and being blown to pieces.

Because the cycle will be longer.

People who don't need the antidote, every day after a week, seem to live in a world of countless blades, and there is nothing else but sharp pain.

Even every time you take a breath of air, you will feel that your lungs are being cut and rubbed.

Anan has never tried that kind of pain, because he has been submissive to his boss all these years, so that he can get the antidote on time every time, and there is no need to endure pain at all.

But he had seen the miserable death of such a punished person, so he didn't want to think about it for the second time.

If M4 can't be taken out after all, then at least let him get enough antidote to drag this life forward.

However, the researcher poured cold water on him again, and he tremblingly said: "I... I don't have the antidote either. The antidote is all with the boss, and it will never pass through our hands... The person who develops the antidote and the antidote... is not us. group."

Anan's eyes were fierce, and he stretched out his hand to grab the researcher's neck: "You are lying!"

The researcher was pinched and rolled his eyes: "Ahem...I...I didn't...cheat...cough..."

Anan threw the opponent away, and the researcher rolled on the ground, then breathed for air desperately, his face flushed from coughing.

It shouldn't be like this...

Anan's expression was a little dazed. He knew that the antidote had always been delivered by the boss's confidant, but the poison was also researched by the researchers in the base. Why is there no antidote?
This makes no sense logically.

"Isn't this medicine studied by your research team?" Anan asked unwillingly.

"Yes... It was developed by us, but the antidote is not, Mr. K, you don't know, everyone in our research team is actually unable to touch the entire content of the project."

"..."

"Each person will only be responsible for a small piece. In the end, it is another person who stitches it together, and we have never seen that person. He made the ingredients we developed into a poison that controls human nerve pain, and through the poison Crack out the antidote, and finally hand it over to the boss."

"..."

"These... are what I heard from the seniors, and I am not very clear about it myself."

Anan was completely silent after hearing this.

What the other party meant was that, in other words, these rumors may also be false, and the people in the base don't know which one is true.

The boss is really ruthless, so ruthless that people want to tear him into pieces.

The imprisonment he imposed on everyone is enough for him to last a lifetime.As long as the poison and the antidote continue, he can even control people ten times and a hundred times more than the number of people in this base.

Anan cursed inwardly, punched down, and slammed the laboratory bench hard. The iron skin of the laboratory dented slightly, causing the researcher to shrink his neck.

"That is to say, except for the boss, there is no solution for asking any of you, then..."

"..."

"Then why didn't I use my life to destroy the base?"

Anan suddenly muttered and looked at his fist, and finally tilted his head and sneered.

　Anan can't die, this book can't make him die even if it is thrown to the street.

　　[Gaze from Cheng Zi's mother, humming and chirping for a while. (`н)]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)