Just as he was about to try opening the door to sneak out, he faintly heard something happening outside, causing a slight commotion.

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I'm just a small fry, it's enough to do my job honestly, anything else has nothing to do with me, I've already done my best.

He repeated these words in his mind over and over, trying to hypnotize himself, but the more he wanted to forget something, the harder it was to forget.

For the past few days, Hassan always hovered around the 38th floor, using the excuse of checking explosive collars to spy on the condition of those children. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Blood tests, drug tolerance tests, physical sensitivity tests, emotional tests...

Round after round of tests continued on these children under ten years old within just a few days.

Screams of agony tortured by severe pain, laughter provoked by drugs, and the tolerance level of neurons to electric currents

In the hands of the experimenters, they were subjected to all kinds of experiments, their emotions riding a rollercoaster between ecstasy and sorrow, like dolls that could be manipulated at will.

No matter how much they pleaded, no matter how they cried, those experimenters, like machines drained of emotions, proceeded to the next round of tests without awareness.

Even though some nurses felt compassion, they were powerless against the company's decisions, choosing only to stay far away from this place, not allowing the children's cries to become the nightmare of the night.

In just three short days, those children had already been tormented to the point of stupor, even in the breaks without experiments, they only sat on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Enough! Let go of those children! You heartless beasts!"

Hassan had fantasized more than once about kicking in that door like a hero and saying these words as he rescued the children from the company's grasp, but it always stopped at imagination.

Because Hassan was too afraid.

If he did so, he wouldn't just lose his job, his life would be taken by the company.

I'm a small fry... you're just a coward afraid of death...

His five fingers clenched into his palm, his nails cutting the skin, yet they weren't even one-tenth as stimulating as the pain in his heart.

The disturbance downstairs finally brought Hassan out of his guilt,

It must be those people who've arrived.

This discovery suddenly made him ecstatic, Hassan thought that as long as those Horizon Mercenaries could get here, they would surely be able to save those children.

Rumor in the outside world had it that these people were formidable, right?

Surely they could save even ten children, couldn't they?

Thinking so, as if he had received redemption, he couldn't help but go back to the 38th floor again, wanting to see the condition of those children.

He even had a relieved smile on his face

"The data has been collected, prepare to conduct the brain removal experiment."

Ten children were tightly strapped to beds by restraining belts, and the cyber-doctor beside them was drawing a black line on their tender foreheads with a marker.

Soon, his cutter would slice open the skulls of the subjects from there, and then gradually strip away the brainstem and spinal nerves, connecting them to neural regulators and the Mewtwo device, submerging them into life-sustaining liquid to convert to digital signals, before finally attempting to install these brains onto the production line.

Standing outside the door, Hassan's smile froze on his face, he hurriedly grabbed a passing cyber-doctor and asked:

"Didn't they say the experiment wouldn't start for a few more days?"

The cyber-doctor frowned, looking at the rough Hassan with displeasure, forcefully shaking the other's hand off his shoulder

"The head office improved the brain array using some confidential technologies, shortening the time to launch production, and besides, what does it have to do with you?"

Having said that, he walked into the laboratory, preparing to start the experiment with his colleagues, while a nearby nurse stood by with surgical tools, ready to assist.

With these doctors' skills, it would take 6 hours to cut open the skull, remove the brain and related nerves, but only 30 minutes for the surgery to progress to an irreversible stage.

Because once the skulls were opened, even if someone came to save the children, they couldn't carry them out of the sterilization chamber with opened skulls; that would be no different from killing them.

Was he ultimately still one step too late?

Sensing it might be too late to do anything about it, Hassan retreated a few steps and leaned against the wall, feeling boneless, struggling to even stand, his hand subconsciously reaching for his waist, but eventually stopping.

Anger could not break through cowardice.

What could break through cowardice was courage

The courage to face death directly.

Either break out of the cocoon as a butterfly, or die in the cocoon.

Boom!

A fist landed on the project manager's face, the sudden assault caught everyone by surprise, the manager's nose started to bleed immediately, just as he was about to curse, a cold sensation came from his neck

He was like a duck with its neck caught, too afraid to utter a word, because the manager knew very well what that thing was

A scalpel, which could slice open his throat or even decapitate him with little effort, and with the other party's skill, could even easily cut into the spine and sever his nerves.

His captor, the very nurse who was supposed to assist him with the surgery, had eyes brimming with fiery rage.

And it was not just his nurse, six other nurses simultaneously acted against the cyber doctors, holding scalpels to the doctors' necks,

A commotion started outside the laboratory, six or seven nurses burst into the laboratory in front of Hassan, some holding scalpels, some holding folding stools, scaring the remaining doctors and nurses too much to move.