Travel through the wonderful world of animals

Chapter 408 Gorgeous Prisoner Uniform

Ha! Human!

"Absolute space!" This time, Yan Bingyun opened this space to the enemy with a smile, bringing her and the human into the gray world.

San was shocked by the gray world. He swung the sword in his hand, only to find that all the photons rotating on the sword disappeared, leaving only the cylindrical handle in his hand.

He was even stranger, waving the very strange cylindrical object in his hand back and forth.

“Huh?…Why can’t I transform?”

He raised his square face with the lantern eyes of Superman, stared at Yan Bingyun and asked, "Amazing! How did you do that?"

"I control everything in this space. The ultrasonic waves in your handle have been blocked. Those strange source points can no longer propagate on their own, and your knife has disappeared."

This is the analysis result obtained after incorporating him into the space.

"Oh?" San inserted the hilt back into a groove on the mecha.

"You're not afraid of oxygen." Yan Bingyun said confidently, "Is the mecha used to strengthen muscles?"

"Hmph!" San sneered, "Mecha? These things on me? Haha, they're my prison uniform."

He spoke indifferently, but Yan Bingyun felt a wave of sadness in her heart. This was the end of being enslaved. If her soul didn't travel through time and space, she would just lie in a pool of nutrient solution and die without knowing it.

More miserable than him...

Maybe it was because Yan Bingyun's eyes were too compassionate, San laughed wildly: "Are you feeling sorry for me?" He felt that she was as ridiculous as he was.

"No, I'm feeling sorry for myself. Why aren't you lying in the nutrient solution, living a life of drunkenness and dreams? Instead, why are you being treated as a slave by them?"

The aura surrounding San changed, and murderous intent suddenly rose.

Even through the mecha, Yan Bingyun could feel the murderous aura.

"I am also a human being!" Yan Bingyun said proactively.

"Human? What is it?"

This was beyond Yan Bingyun's expectations. "What race are you?"

"We are Three!"

Tears that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly burned my eyes. Three... is just a code name, the code name for the third generation of humans. He doesn't know his roots, his roots are cut off, those damn aliens cut off their roots and made them forget what race they are.

"Lightning, why do I still remember who I am? Why was it that I died in a doomsday environment, but they knew nothing?"

[Host…I don’t know either. The answer is also confidential to 01.]

Yan Bingyun felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. Every time she solved a mystery, another mystery would bother her. Every time she thought she had come into contact with the truth, new changes would occur.

"And him?"

[DNA reality shows that you all come from a common ancestor, meaning that a long, long time ago, you were the same species.]

It had only been a few years since her soul traveled here. Yan Bingyun stared at the annoying silver-gray mecha.

"Since this is your prison uniform, I will break your prison."

"Vibrate, break!"

"Impossible..." Before he could finish his words, countless spider patterns appeared on the silver-grey mecha. With a crisp sound, it all broke into pieces and fell to the ground, revealing a terrifyingly pale and pointed face and a body covered with bruises.

It is a human body, with no major differences except that the skin is terrifyingly white, as if it has never seen the sun. The skin is very thin, and every blood vessel can be seen clearly. The bruises on the body are all related to the location of the blood vessels.

With just one glance, she knew that the marks on this third-generation human were all left by live experiments, and the interlaced pinholes and bruises proved that he had been treated in this way recently.

The naked San didn't mind at all. Instead, he spun around in circles with excitement, his voice choked with disbelief, "I... am free... I... hahahaha... hahahaha"

He looked at his hands and feet like a fool, touched his abdominal muscles, and tapped his thighs, trying to feel the freedom of his body.

"I can finally be freed from this prison uniform." His voice was full of joy, he opened and closed his fingers, and jumped on the spot happily like a child.

A tear slid down her round face. It was humiliating, sad, heartbreaking, and angry... complicated.