Fairy’s Box

Sound Nest training base, underground laboratory.

The lift platform fell to the ground with a bang, and Charlene followed Soros into the laboratory. She was wearing a white experimental uniform, her hands were casually inserted into her pockets, and she followed behind the slender person in charge.

"We have developed three types of experimental agents. At present, the lowest-level enhancer has been initially prepared and passed the safety test. However, like many special drugs with obvious effects, it has a little flaw."

As Soros leads the way for his gold masters, he elaborates on recent research.

"What flaw?" Charlene listened carefully.

"Please come with me."

The person in charge took her through the corridor and entered a very spacious closed black stone room. The floor, ceiling, and four walls were all made of smooth, mirror-like obsidian.

On the opposite side of the stone room, there is an artificial jungle setting. The plants, trees and bricks are arranged like the wild without any flaws. There is also a circular blue pool in the center, which is filled with clear blue liquid.

The room is divided into two spaces by a layer of glazed walls strengthened by spells. The laboratory staff can see the opposite side through the glazed walls, but the people at the other end of the room cannot see this side.

Charlene walked to the transparent wall, her gaze passed through the branches and leaves, and she saw a sleeping mountain monkey on the branch of a banana tree.

"A monkey?" She turned to look at the person in charge.

"To be precise, it's a mountain monkey. This is the No. 1 experiment."

Soros supported the monocle on the bridge of his nose and nodded towards an old man in the room:

"Wake it up."

"…All right."

The latter showed a reluctant expression, shook his head, and raised a yew wood staff to point in the air:

"удить!"

"Hey chirping chirping!"

I saw the sleeping monkey suddenly opened its eyes, tore the hair on its chest, screamed harshly, and kicked the perched trees with both feet. trampled to the ground

After the mountain monkey tore the hair on its chest, it began to frantically destroy everything in front of it, destroying the small artificial jungle like a storm, and soon it was a mess.

Through the glazed wall, Charlene could clearly see that its pupils were already covered with fine bloodshots, like worms, these bloodshots spread from the eyeballs to the eye sockets, then the sides of the head, the cheeks, and even the neck.

During this process, the monkey's life breath is also rapidly expanding, and it has doubled, and it is already a warrior level that ignites a grudge.

boom-!

Seeing that there was nothing to destroy in front of his eyes, the mountain monkey slammed his head into the glass wall, then slowly backed away with his dizzy head, then fell into the pool and smashed the blue liquid out of the pool. A ripple.

"Damn monkey." The old man muttered vaguely.

"As you can see...it's very powerful, it can make a weak mountain monkey incredibly strong, and even permanently increase the strength of the bones and muscles, the only downside is the effect on the brain."

Soros looked at the experimental subject whose whole body was soaked in sleeping solution, and said with some regret.

"Awful."

Charlene showed a look of disgust: "This is not a small disadvantage. You become stronger by driving yourself crazy. No one will buy this kind of medicine except religious people who don't take human life seriously."

"So we are still making further improvements, please come with me, there is one thing I must show you." The person in charge quickly added a sentence, walked to the door in two or three steps, and said with a smile:

"It may help our research make further breakthroughs."

"I also sincerely hope that the funds that are released like bath water should have corresponding value, dear Mr. Soros."

The two entered the second underground floor together and walked into a white and tidy room like a prison.

Inside the room was a huge long table with low feet, occupying half of the room. There was something on the table, and it was covered with black cloth, so it was impossible to see the inside.

After Charlene followed Soros into the door, the compound door of the room slammed shut, and several steel bars the thickness of the arms stuck to the door latch, followed by a series of clicks.

The person in charge walked to the black cloth and shook it vigorously.

Whoa!

It was actually a dark and heavy stone coffin.

The lid of the coffin was tightly closed, and some fine patterns and symbols were engraved around the coffin, all of which were symbols that Charlene had never seen before.

She sniffed, her graceful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and faintly smelled the smell of dust and blood:

"You brought me here just to see an ancient coffin?"

"of course not."

Soros put on a pair of gloves for himself, and then the lid of the sarcophagus was slowly removed to one side, and white cold air emerged from the coffin.

In the sarcophagus lay a pale girl's corpse. She appeared to be around seventeen years old. She was completely naked. Her fair and cold skin still retained elasticity. There was a huge wound on her chest. , pierced through the heart.

"You will witness a miraculous scene."

The person in charge suddenly snapped his fingers, and as the snapped fingers echoed empty in the room, a beam of moonlight shone through the middle of the ceiling, reflecting on the pale face of the corpse.

As the moonlight moved, the dry hair of the corpse regained its luster one by one, becoming soft and elegant, followed by the eyebrows and eyelashes... Gradually, the lips of the female corpse became rosy, and Soros opened her eyelids, only to see Those godless eyes gleamed faintly.

"The corpse is resurrected?" Charlene opened her thin lips in surprise.

"Unfortunately, no."

Soros loosened the corpse's eyelids, looked at the female corpse lying in the sarcophagus like a sleeping beauty, pointed to the wound on her chest, and said calmly:

"I think the reason is the heart, you see, her heart was completely torn, and the moonlight doesn't seem to be able to restore the broken heart."

"What's the rationale for this?"

Charlene stretched out her hand and gently squeezed the left face of the corpse. It was still soft to the touch, without the slightest warmth. It felt like stroking jade.

"The reason is inside her body."

The person in charge kept his expression unchanged, took out a scalpel from the side of the short-legged table, and carefully stroked the girl's chest in the middle.

The tip of the knife suddenly cut a small wound, and a little red blood beads ooze out immediately. As the blood beads ooze out, the scalpel gently incised from the center of the chest and abdomen, and then pulled down.

Chi-!

A red line was cut out of the fair skin.

The corpse of the girl in the coffin was completely incised with a huge red wound from the chest to the navel. Stay, can't flow out.

"Look."

Soros pointed to the wound of the corpse and motioned for the other party to observe carefully.

In the moonlight, the wound on the female corpse's abdomen was gradually blocked by a layer of red glue, and then gradually faded and healed, and soon only a faint white line remained.

"Do you still have the ability to regenerate after death?" Charlene's head became empty.

"Yes, I have extracted some of her blood and injected it into the body of the experimental subject. Without exception, they have become more agile and strong, and their intelligence is no problem, but they will become bloodthirsty and photophobic."

The person in charge threw the scalpel back to its original place, put his hands on the lid of the coffin, and a fanatic smile appeared on his face: "As long as the secret of the regeneration of this corpse can be cracked, I believe we will be able to develop the second-generation potion soon. ."

"Where did you find her? Tell me honestly." Charlene asked with a solemn expression looking into his eyes.

"You must know that in order to develop a fortifier that satisfies me, I collected materials almost all over the world, but unfortunately the experiment has not been successful, and my research was interrupted for various reasons until this project was Converted to civilian use, and met a generous and benevolent investor like you..."

"Say the point!"

"In the ruins of an ancient country in the eastern Balkans, a group of tomb robbers cracked the organs in the ruins through a careful plan and stole valuable treasures. This corpse is one of them."

"Eastern Balkans... I have a wonderful association with this location."

Charlene suddenly recalled the horror stories she had heard when she was a child, her almond eyes widened suddenly, and she said in surprise, "Could that ancient country be Wallachia?"

"Exactly!" Soros smiled affirmatively.

"That legendary country of vampires..." She turned her gaze to the corpse in the sarcophagus, looked at the wound on the other's heart, and murmured:

"It's actually true."

"Ms. Charlene, that ancient country is now part of the Empire's Balkan province. I think you should have a way to go there to investigate further." The person in charge slowly closed the stone cover while speaking.

"What do you want?" Charlene narrowed her eyes.

"A living vampire."

Soros licked his lips, held down the slightly trembling monocle, and said with a red face: "As long as we can crack the secret of their physique, our research will definitely go further."

"You always give me some serious problems."

The green-haired girl rubbed her temples with a headache, glanced at the sarcophagus, and said helplessly: "Okay... I will find a way - if this kind of creature has not gone extinct."

"I will wait for your good news!"

…

Late at night, Highland Palace.

As the clock struck midnight, the slightly silent banquet hall was lit up again.

Huge crystal chandeliers hang from the resplendent dome, and the long dining table, covered with snow-white tablecloths, with gleaming silver cutlery and china, is placed in the four corners of the banquet hall, and the dance floor is filled with costumed people. The lady and the elegant lady, Yingying Yanyan, is smiling.

The beautiful maid held a dinner plate and shuttled through the bustling crowd.

When the last bell rang, the crowd fell silent.

Prince Wallace appeared at the end of the corridor, wearing a tight black dress, which perfectly set off his slender and fit figure. With an elegant smile on the corner of his lips, he walked away from the ladies and gentlemen, with an expression like one in his own territory. cruising lion.

Yes, you are a lion!

Kenneth has become a cripple, and soon the kingdom will be his own.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and calmly said to the nobles around him who were vying to flatter him: "Welcome everyone to my banquet, I hope you can have an unforgettable night."

The hall was instantly filled with laughter and laughter. A man in luxurious clothes walked out of the dance floor, picked up a wine glass from the dining table, and said loudly:

"Let's toast Prince Wallace!"

"cheers!"

The guests with wine glasses in their hands raised their glasses one after another.

Boom!

Just at the moment when the guests and the host were enjoying themselves, there was a sudden heavy muffled sound from outside, and the music stopped immediately. His Royal Highness frowned in displeasure and was about to scold when he noticed that the guests outside the hall had retreated left and right, and immediately Feeling bad for a while.

"…"

His Majesty the King walked all the way with his eyes fixed, holding a blood-stained scepter in his hand, and the nobles and ladies lined up to the sides, bowing their heads to show their loyalty and respect to their lord.

"Look at what the nobles of the Highland Kingdom are doing?"

He wandered his eyes away from the hall, and a sullen voice buzzed in the palace: "My son, your future lord is seriously injured, but you are dancing here for fun!"

The guests bowed their heads silently, the banquet hall was deadly silent, Prince Wallace's face became extremely ugly, and his fingers were subconsciously clasped into his palms.

"Don't you think that Kenneth can't be your king if he is paralyzed?"

King Gary angrily hit the ground with his scepter, smashing the floor, and then his eyes turned to his young son: "Wallace, you bastard! Your brother is seriously injured, you are actually holding a banquet in the palace, you are still a person. Is it?"

"Sorry... Father..." he said through gritted teeth.

"Do you think that you will succeed Kenneth as the new crown prince?"

A sneer appeared on the face of the old king, the scepter pointed at the other side suddenly, and said mercilessly:

"I tell you, don't have such whimsical dreams. Although Kenneth's body is ruined, his mind is still awake, and he has the energy to become a qualified king. And you, this kind of waste who only knows how to seduce women and pretend to be awake. Never think about inheriting the throne! Never think about it!"

"Father!" Prince Wallace raised his head suddenly, showing a pleading look.

"Remember, Kenneth is now your brother, and the future is your lord, which will never change."

King Gary put down the scepter in his hand and glared at the guests left and right:

"The banquet is over, you should also go back."

"…"

The crowd poured out of the hall like amnesty, and the banquet hall, which was full of people, quickly emptied, leaving only the second prince who was lost and left alone on the dance floor. In front of the palace gate, there was a warm corpse lying. - That's his personal bodyguard.

"Why...why is this..."

Wallace looked at the empty hall, his arms were convulsing subconsciously, his fingernails pierced the skin of his palms, and along with a drop of blood slipped to the floor, he gradually showed a hideous expression:

"Old man, you should be damned too!"