Chapter 159 - 159 Guinea pigs

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Dive into Chapter 159 of "The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order": 159 Guinea pigs Orlando could not help but sigh as he figured out how much he... Find out more!

159 Guinea pigs Orlando could not help but sigh as he figured out how much he would spend to fix all the damage the fight caused. Four of the seven golden guards were dead, and both of his puppets were severely damaged, with the last one so broken that it would be a miracle if it could be fixed. Although the old man was annoyed, he remained calm and carried on with his duties. He grabbed the young woman and put her on his shoulder. “I might have lost a lot, but a Level 8 Essence Wave Warrior with the ability to summon the power of the Law of Wind is a fair trade.” Orlando then turned to the rest of the youths in the room with a stern expression. “All of you gather in an orderly line so we can move to the 11th floor. I am not in the mood for questions or delays.” None of the youths dared to question Orlando and immediately did as he told them to. The old man was a Wave Champion with powerful puppets under his control, and none of them could face him. Once the youths were ready to advance to the 11th floor, Orlando waved his hand and reactivated the teleportation matrix. Immediately after that, the teleportation matrix began to glow, and people with lab coats emerged. They did not say a word before moving toward the people bleeding from their eyes on the ground. Simon almost forgot about the civil officers turned into living furnaces due to the shock of the battle between Orlando and the young woman. Those people were supposed to help him and the others to obtain the power to become a Wave King, but he had no idea what would happen to them. ..... Orlando did not interrupt the scientists and led the youths into the teleportation matrix, moving all of them to the 11th floor. Unlike the 10th floor, which was a white square with nothing on it, there were dozens of people and all sorts of scientific equipment on the 11th floor. A moment after Orlando and the youths arrived, an old woman with a hunchback and wearing a mask walked toward them. She glanced at the youths, and finally, her eyes landed on the young woman on Orlando’s shoulder. “She seems a little special. As for the rest...” The masked woman did not say anything more before walking away. The youths could feel the disdain in the masked woman’s voice, but there was no way out at this point. If they were to try to fight back or run, Orlando would not have to do anything, as their own guards would take care of them. Orlando glanced at the youths, and they all followed the masked woman to another room on the 11th floor. There were no people in the new room, but there were eighteen Recovery Capsules, one for each. However, what truly drew the youths’ interest was the giant cauldron behind the capsules. The cauldron was not a fairy tail artifact, old and full of cracks, but a metallic construct with all sorts of intricated matrices. As for the reason why the Wave Crafter chose to give it that form, no one knew. “Listen up, and listen carefully. I am not fond of explaining my experiments, especially to a bunch of children who cannot understand their magnificence, but your chances of success will improve if I do it.” Although the words of the masked woman were humiliating, all the youths focused their attention on her since this could determine whether they lived or died. “You will enter the Recovery Capsules. After that, a refined bloodline will fill the capsules before coursing through your body. Your genes will enter a state of accelerated mutation, trying to adapt to the new bloodline. If you succeed, you will awaken a new Lineage, one with the power to raise your talent to the Wave King level.” The masked woman paused at this point and turned toward the youths, who were full of excitement and thrill. There were many ways to improve your talent, but the most basic one was obtaining a powerful Lineage. Unlike the enhanced talent granted by forming a solid foundation during your cultivation, you did not need to work for a Lineage, something really in tune with these youths’ personalities. They would only need to let their bloodline enhance their bodies and energy pool by eating and sleeping. Orlando saw the exhilaration in the youths, and he almost shook his head. If obtaining such a powerful Lineage were so easy, why would the mysterious organization give it to a couple of brats that lacked discipline and not to its own members? Of course, the blonde old man did not say a word, and if these youths wanted to live in fantasy land, he would let them. “I will warn you, the process can become extremely painful, but you must do your best to remain conscious and guide your genes to adapt to the new bloodline instinctively. If you fall unconscious, the chances of success will drop significantly.” That was the last thing the masked woman said before waving her hand and opening the Recovery Capsules. Some youths knew the woman must be hiding something from them, but there was little they could do at this point, and it was clear she would not be answering questions. “Take out your clothes and get into the capsules. The men first and then the women. The crystal of the Recovery Capsules will turn opaque once closed, so all of you don’t have to worry about people looking at your naked bodies.” The masked woman did not really care about the sense of purity of these youths, but things would go better if they were relaxed. She did not waste time and made all men undress and get into the Recovery Capsules. Once the men were inside the capsules, they scanned their bodies and sent the information to the masked woman’s A.I. Chip. Their information appeared immediately in front of her, except for one that had a delay of one second. The masked woman frowned when she saw that and turned toward the youth whose information had a delay. Simon began to tremble when he saw the masked woman focusing on him, and he attempted to cover his body awkwardly. When the masked woman saw Simon’s cowardly behavior, she relaxed since there was no way someone like that could be tricking them. She waved her hand, and the capsules closed before the crystal turned opaque. It was then the turn of the women. They removed their clothes as fast as possible before getting into the Recovery Capsules. Orlando undressed the young Level 8 Essence Wave Warrior before putting her into a capsule. He looked at her for a moment, but there was no lust in his eyes, only a contemplative light. In the end, the old man only shook his head and decided against taking out the Paralyzing Collar in the back of her neck. Although her probabilities of success were almost null if she was unconscious, Orlando knew she would try to get free the moment she woke up, and her power might grant her a chance. The Recovery Capsules with the women closed down, and the moment that happened, scientists began to enter the room with stretchers carrying the living furnaces. One of the scientists, a young man with two vertical scars above his eyes, walked toward the masked woman and bowed before speaking. “Lady Morgana, there are a total of one hundred seventy-two living furnaces. Should we process?” As soon as the masked woman nodded, the scientists began to throw the naked living furnaces into the giant cauldron before connecting this one to the Recovery Capsules. The giant cauldron began to glow as its magic matrices got into effect, and its interior began to reach an immense heat. It was impossible to say what was happening to the people inside the artifact, but it did not take long for a potent smell of blood to inundate the room. All those people that the mysterious organization had transformed into living furnaces were in unbearable agony, so no matter how scorching the heat was, surely they were all happy the pain finally ended. The scientist with the scars and two more remained in the room, watching the giant cauldron while the rest grabbed the stretchers and left. Minutes passed, and the scent of blood became more and more intense. Before long, a red liquid emerged from the cauldron and began to fill the eighteen recovery capsules. None of the youths knew that the new bloodline circulating inside their bodies came from the living furnaces. Although it was not the same, they were consuming the blood of other humans, technically making them cannibals. Less than a minute after the capsules were full, groans of pain emerged from them, and they grew stronger. “Come on, my little guinea pigs. The more you endure, the more useful data I will get.” The masked woman smiled as she stared at the Recovery Capsules and the data reaching her A.I. Chip.

Chapter 159 - 159 Guinea pigs

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