The dazzling sunlight shone on the mask that Simba turned into. It was very uncomfortable to shake for ten days without seeing the sun. The laughter of the Dharma Saint came from the sky. Simba sighed inwardly. Lao Wang was really walking far away now... No, no, no, and myself, I have also gone far away!

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This is a dark room with many bottles and jars around, some of which are large and small, containing all kinds of strange things. The big ones are one or two tall, and the dim potion in the bottle is soaked with peeled corpses of various races. The small ones are piled up in the corners, some are enveloping, and some may be some kind of internal organs of some creatures, and some are only the size of a palm, containing creeping eyeballs, which are still rotating and emitting a bright green light.

There were all kinds of strange smells floating in the air, not only the smells floating out of the gaps in the bottles and jars, but also some creatures hanging on the walls. The owner was obviously not just a crazy experimenter, but also a crazy pervert. Hanging the outer skins of the corpses of various races on the walls around this room like spoils or specimens, not only those low-ranking races in the world of Misobudab, but also the octopus human body. This is also a place where Zoro is unpopular. His passion for the soul is no longer controlled. Of course, he has a standard. For the octopus human, he collects corpses, and he will not take the initiative to kill his tribe, otherwise even if he is a Dharma Saint, he will not have a space to survive.

There is a laboratory bench in the center of the room, with handcuffs and belt tied with hard black steel. At this time, a human stripped of his body was lying on the laboratory bench.

On the way back from Shadowmoon Castle, Zoro never stopped studying the corpse for a moment. Until now, he reached his destination and tied him to the laboratory bench. Before the royal family came to trade, he needed the most possible research.

There are too many things that interest him in this human being, which are warm but not bad, and the soul power dissipates but does not exist. It is obviously not dead, but it just has no consciousness. What's even more strange is that the mask. This mask is obviously just an external object, but it is connected to the nerves of this human being. It cannot be taken down through normal channels and forced to peel it off. This human being is done, and the price of living is twice as high as death.

Zoro had such a vision that this thing might be a treasure and needed to find a way to get it done.

His eyes remained on the mask and stared for a long time. The door of the laboratory was gently knocked, followed by a respectful voice outside the door: "Respectful and noble master, Tatam is here!"

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a Polydoros came in. This guy had eight legs, and the kind of thick and long, wriggling legs, not long soles of feet. The eight thick wriggles were both legs and hands, and were covered with small suction cups, which were exactly the same as octopus... However, their bodies and heads were somewhat similar to those of the octopus man, which was also the most proud part of the Polydoros, because their upper half looked the most similar and closest to the ‘God’, and unlike the stupid taurens, dog-headed men, with an animal's head, simple mind and well-developed limbs.

Tatam is a noble among the Polydo people and a servant of Fasa Zoro. With his clever mind and good flattery, he has been following Fasa Zoro and acting as an assistant to his laboratory for decades. This time, the master went to Shadow Moon Castle and did not bring it with him. This made Tatam feel uneasy. Did he make something wrong? Does the master dislike him? But look, the master has just returned home and has summoned him less than half an hour after entering the door, which shows that his status in the mind of the master is still the same.

Its face was filled with smiles, rubbed its hands, and its eight-clawed feet were squirming carefully on the ground, trying to keep them as stable as possible, for fear that their body would fluctuate too much when walking. It was a very unsovereign act: "Dear Master, you are back. These days, Tatam is always concerned in his heart, looking forward to your return, you..."

Before the flattery was finished, Zoro had already waved his hand: "Idiot, stop talking nonsense, come and see this."

When the master spoke, Tatam quickly accelerated his pace and slashed his eight legs on the ground twice. Even if it made his elegant walking movements look a little unserious, he wouldn't care about it.

On the test bench was a very familiar thing, which was the corpse of a human. Tatam had personally dissected thousands of creatures of various races for his master, including humans, and octopus people have been studying humans for a long time.

This is obviously one of the creatures that Tatam dislikes the most among all races, because humans look so much like the "God", even more like the Polydo-sooths. They not only have heads as beautiful as God, but also have long and sexy legs like the "God". The only difference is that they do not grow the tentacles of the "God". This makes Tatam quite dislike, because it once felt that from the perspective of physiological structure, the Polydo-sooths are the closest existence to God, but since humans appeared, they have to rank third.

"Give this mask a material identification." Zoro sat aside. Polidozo was very good at this kind of experimental work, and Tatam's ability in subtle surgery is more superb than that of him, the Dharma Saint.

Tatam immediately proceeded carefully. The length of legs can also be used as hands. This is one of the reasons why Polido Foot is more popular in the laboratory. It has a very strong hands-on ability... using several pairs of "hands" together, and the standard and unconventional identification methods were quickly completed, but Tatam did not embarrass him.

"Dear Master, the material of this mask is very strange, Tatam can't tell it. This is definitely not any material known in our knowledge base..."

"Idiot, that's tens of millions of substances, are you remembering it correctly?"

"Dear Master, please believe Tatam. Tatam will never remember it wrong!" Tatam said quickly: "But Tatam feels that it has biological attributes, and this thing seems to be alive... This must be a treasure!"

"Nonsense, of course I know, but what's the use of not taking it off?" Zoro frowned. How to take off the mask without destroying this human is a problem. He was very suspicious that the reason why this guy has so many strange abilities is related to this face.

"Or else, Tatam cut it open?" Tatam suggested carefully.

"No." Zoro frowned.

After all, Wang Chong is going to offer the wanted criminals of the royal family. He just had a wanted order for avatar. How could he exchange money if you cut his face directly? The royal family members are all energetic.

Io Acropolis is only dozens of miles away from the Imperial City, so I was going to take Wang Chong over. However, Zoro felt that he could negotiate with the royal family first. Of course, ordinary people would reward the bounty as much as they are, but he was Zoro. Misobudabi could rank among the top 50 powerful magic saints, and he was qualified to bargain with the royal family. Besides, Wang Chong was still half dead. Although he still had a little vital sign, his injuries were shocking and he was at risk of dying at any time. The mess of the elemental magic circle at that time was indeed a little bit short of the human body and head.

Zoro planned to wake him up first, at least heal his ugly trauma, so that he could sell it for a higher price. Of course, in this process, enjoying his own experiments, collecting experimental data, and depriving this magical mask are all the extra rewards he deserves.

He was covered in treasures, this was a crystal mountain, but seeing such a huge treasure but having no idea how to start, Zoro also felt ache.

Tatam next to him said carefully: "Great Master, Tatam has a suggestion..."

"explain."

"This human was seriously injured and his consciousness was still asleep. We might try to heal him first. Since this mask is biological and connected to the nerves, it may be automatically lifted as long as the consciousness of the body is restored. But..." Tatam carefully observed the owner's reaction: "This may consume some potion."

"It was meant to heal him," Zoro's eyes lit up. The biological attribute mechanism did have this possibility: "What's the point of spending some potion? Use the best one for me! Hey, you idiot, have a moment of enlightenment."

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment!" Tatam was very happy: "Tatam is extremely honored!"

The Misobudabidi are indeed not good at the mechanical and technological civilization of humans, but when it comes to biotechnology, humans are really not able to see the Misobudibidi people.

Eight-claw Tatam quickly prepared a tank of potions. Wang Chong, who was covered in bruises, was put in for only half an hour. All the shocking trauma on his body disappeared. The Dharma Saint specializes in practicing arcane techniques, but any of the mysterious methods inevitably have to face pharmacy. An excellent multi-sufficiency person is very important. It can be said that it is necessary to lead to the Dharma Saint and the Dharma God. This kind of race that is soft and afraid of hard is best to tame and obey.

The bones that were broken by meteorites were naturally reborn. The skin cut by the wind blade quickly grew and closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new tender flesh grew. The potion also contained a strange substance. Wang Chong's body soaked in it and became translucent. He could even easily see his internal organs through the glass tank. The broken internal organs were healing rapidly under the action of the potion. If humans saw this potion, they would definitely be shocked to be a holy object and hidden to study it desperately.

Not to mention the amazement of humans, in fact, even for the Misobudab people, the value of this potion is very precious. The owner said, "Use the best one", how dare Tatam be negligent. At this time, he felt extremely distressed. It was a waste to use such a precious potion on a human, but imagined the magical mask, plus the special value of this human, such precious materials are worth it. Didn't you see the owner next to you not even blinking your eyelids?
Chapter completed!