At this moment, everyone in the military camp vented tacitly, just like a catalyst, magnifying the picture.

It was a laboratory.

The periphery of the laboratory is a cell where humans are imprisoned. Is it appropriate to describe it as a cell? Perhaps it is not suitable, because there are experimental materials, materials that humans can be used at any time... So, should they be called a material room?

This was a profound insult. A cold smile appeared on Luwa's face, and her hands were tightly holding the armrest of the wheelchair.

She didn't want to recall the numb and hopeless look of the person who couldn't stand up and couldn't lie down, curled up in the "material room" and the numb and hopeless look...

Then they were picked out by the so-called Fuhuo Clan, and then!!

Luwa took several deep breaths. The previous civilization had recorded wars and all kinds of cruel things that humans had done to humans.

Luwa believes that it is the bad nature of human beings, the so-called extreme of evil.

However, there is absolutely no burden for this kind of evil to be placed above the alien race. They may not think that all this to humans is evil, but a natural act, so this cruelty that Luwa thought was magnified ten times.

I can’t recall those specific experimental scenes. When I think of them, Luwa’s stomach starts to twitch and I feel very eager to vomit.

And while that kind of extreme experiment, underground races still treat humans as food, and from time to time...

"That is an indifference to life, and the Fuhuo clan has no minimum respect for life. And this respect has never disappeared from human beings. Civilization? They are not worthy of calling it civilization."

"Henk, have I said a lot?" Liszt turned and looked at Henk. He believed that as a king, he should maintain a certain kind of hardness in his heart in order to achieve the final compassion. Will such long-term words appear weak?

"No, you're right, you need to relieve these emotions, too." Henk's tone was very gentle.

Lister also tortured himself crazy for a day today, but obviously this torture was not enough to vent his emotions. From many details, it can be seen that Lister has been tolerating and knows these Genks.

Instead, he likes Liszt's long-windedness. Liszt seems more real and even a little warm.

But Liszt was obviously dissatisfied. He waved his hand impatiently and stopped complaining. The laboratory picture of the Third Army Battalion was just one of many pictures, but it was undoubtedly the most exciting one.

Liszt didn't want to think about those things repeatedly. He felt that he should think about something else, such as... Who are those human traitors in black robes? What methods did they use to capture batches of humans into the underground, trade with the Fuhuo Clan, and provide the objects of experiment for the Fuhuo Clan?

This even includes many purple moon warriors, and every purple moon warrior is a wealth of mankind!

The key is that the experiments on underground races have achieved obvious results.

Lister remembered the so-called type one, type two and other monsters synthesized underground race in the picture, and he had goose bumps on his body.

There is no way, those monsters obviously have human consciousness, and when they become monsters, they roar in despair.

"Damn!" Liszt couldn't help but swear, then stood up with a 'brush': "Damn underground, no, Fuhuo clan! What exactly are they? How did they exist? When did they exist? What kind of history do they have? Can anyone tell me this?"

"Henk, what evidence should I use to be sure that we are the masters of this planet? Someone must know something? It must be, why should I hide it from most people? No, I was also hiding it!"
Chapter completed!