Just like that,
Su Wen swept his gaze around the area,
before finally settling on the nearest researcher.
The researcher had clearly been scared out of his wits by the horrifying scene before him. His legs had gone weak, and he was practically about to collapse.
But the handsome Scholar showed no hesitation whatsoever.
With a casual grab, he lifted the researcher as easily as one might pick up a chick.
Then, as though performing a precise operation, the handsome Scholar stuffed the researcher directly into the corresponding Experiment Instrument No. 1.
The instrument's hatch slowly closed, isolating the researcher from the outside world.
Immediately after,
the roar of the high-frequency cutter suddenly rang out,
a cruel symphony of metal and flesh intertwining.
Endless bloody mist, mixed with thick red-and-white slurry, erupted from within the instrument, creating a scene that made one's skin crawl.
The blood mist and slurry tangled and collided in the air before slowly falling back to the bottom of the instrument, as though carrying out a silent sacrifice.
"What a wonderful sound, isn't it?"
Su Wen turned around. Facing the researchers whose faces had gone deathly pale, some of whom had even wet themselves in terror, a cold smile appeared on his face.
His eyes were full of mockery and disgust, as though he were admiring an exceptionally brilliant performance.
"You people,
shouldn't this be the kind of sight you like best?"
There was a trace of provocation and ridicule in his words, as though he were questioning the researchers:
Why were they acting so weak and pathetic when faced with such a cruel scene?
However,
in response to Su Wen's question, the researchers merely trembled even more violently as they shook their heads.
They had finally become completely unable to understand what exactly was happening