"I've heard of that experiment too. Americans really do love all kinds of inhumane experiments."
Su Ming lit a cigarette and picked up where the student had left off. The ember glimmered within the mirror-like cube.
"There's also an experiment that offers one million US Dollars to anyone who can stay awake for a month. Apparently, no one has managed it yet."
40K Earth had experiments like that too, but generally speaking, anyone who could easily stay awake for a month wouldn't care about such a trivial sum as one million US Dollars.
More importantly, participants weren't allowed to use phones or computers during the experiment. They were locked in a little room, eating, drinking, pissing, and shitting under constant observation like animals. Other than eating and sleeping, there was nothing they could do. That would drive anyone insane far too easily.
"Tell me more, Slade. Do you know where they conduct that experiment? I want to give it a try." Deadpool's eyes lit up. He pulled a little notebook from his pocket and began scribbling in it. The cover seemed to bear the words Guide to Getting Rich.
He figured he could earn that money. It wasn't like he could die anyway.
"Do you usually take drug trial jobs too? Don't joke around with your mental state. You're crazy enough already."
Deathstroke stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and lit it, looking utterly speechless. He walked to the center of the mirrored room, with everyone gathered around him, preparing to cut a hole into the prison below.
Drug trial work was another sort of temporary job commonly found in the United States. Put simply, it meant testing new drugs for pharmaceutical companies or Mad Scientists. They were also known as human guinea pigs.
You might die from taking the