"Ah, ow, ooh... ah..."
From the Dahe Base, cries of pain echoed far into the still night, reaching even the riverside, making the Suchomimus family lift their heads and gaze toward the base.
At the entrance of the base laboratory, a laborer was tied to a post, desperately enduring the discomfort until he could no longer bear it and would let out a few yells. He looked as if he was undergoing severe torture.
In reality, everyone around him knew no one was really doing anything to him. Just look at the side, where a dinosaur enthusiast was questioning him with a few researchers, holding pens and paper, "What are you feeling now? Speak quickly, don't just shout. If you don't speak up, your suffering will be for nothing..."
"It hurts!" the laborer yelled loudly. "It hurts so badly... hurts worse than those black wasps..."
