Crossing the Gods as Slaves

Chapter 146: Alive (2)

Why did Tis want to kill her? Where did the guards outside the venue go? Ning Hua couldn't figure out everything, but at least she was alive now.

Ning Hua tried hard not to fall asleep again. She was worried that if she fell asleep again, she would fall asleep forever.

Ning Hua was very sad and angry to think that she, a great god, was fooled and persecuted by tiny humans and was even unable to resist. She secretly made up her mind to make those who persecuted her live a life worse than death.

She persuaded herself to relax and carefully observed the surroundings. There was not even a window on the four cold and hard walls. A bolt was loosely hanging on a large iron door in the distance. The whole room was completely silent, as if her shallow breathing was the strongest sound source here.

Ning Hua tried to sit up. At this moment, her two weak arms were her only support. After trying many times, her head barely left the bed a little bit before she fell back heavily.

Finally she found something wrong. She slowly touched her neck, where there was a circle of cold metal. Ning Hua turned her head and saw that there was an iron chain tied on each side of her head. The iron chains were connected to the iron collar on her neck, fixing her firmly on this stiff bed.

She raised her hand, there was nothing tied around her wrist, but at this moment she realized that her hand was terribly dry. What caught her eye could not be called a hand at all, but a dry bone with dark bruises on the skin, and there was no sign of life.

This discovery frightened her once again. Ning Hua touched her face and found that her cheeks were completely sunken. Even around her eye sockets, she could not feel any elastic skin...

Only now did she understand what it meant to be physically and mentally destroyed by radiation.

Perhaps my once beautiful face is no longer there.

Ning Hua was greatly shocked for a moment. She looked at her bony hands, with indelible sorrow and sadness in her eyes.

The iron door was opened with a bang, and a man in a white robe walked in. The hem of his robe blew in the wind when he walked, which made Ning Hua feel a little nervous. Looking from her direction, she could only see that the man had silver hair, and the dark eyes in the black frame above the mask made him look even more cold and terrifying.

The man came over, stopped by the bed, glanced at Ning Hua, and a sinister smile flashed in his eyes under the large glasses: "Awake?"

On Ning Hua's dry face, only her two black eyeballs revealed a strange vitality. She stared at the person who came vigilantly without saying a word.

The man in white robe stretched out his hand wearing a plastic glove and pressed it on Ning Hua's chest. After feeling it for a moment, he moved it to the iron collar around her neck.

Ning Hua's chest was pressed by the man in white robe, and she immediately felt a surge of blood and energy, and she moaned softly in pain.

"Yes, he can survive like this. He is indeed an excellent test subject."

Ning Hua stared at the man in white robe and two blazing flames immediately appeared in his eyes.

"It's just right that you woke up. I'll dissect your chest today. But don't worry, I'll sew it up for you afterward. With your amazing vitality, it won't be long before you wake up again. Believe me."

Ning Hua was almost frightened by his words. He struggled for a while, but was tied up by the iron chain around his neck again.

The man in the white robe picked up a scalpel and opened Ning Hua's clothes. Only then did Ning Hua see clearly that the "clothes" on her body were just a white sheet lightly draped over her chest.

The man in white took the alcohol cotton pad from the tool box beside the bed and used tweezers to disinfect Ning Hua's chest and abdomen. The disinfection process lasted nearly two minutes. During these two long minutes, Ning Hua's dark eyes were fixed on the man in white.