The experimenters carried instruments and potions, among other equipment.
After all, they needed to gather data with each examination they conducted.
The experimenters approached Number 23, who didn't even bother to blink, just lay there quietly.
Judging from Number 23's numb appearance, he must have been injected with some kind of potion, rather than choosing not to move himself.
After the injection, he was in a state of stupor.
Two experimenters first used instruments to measure Number 23.
After the measurements were completed, they extracted a blood sample from Number 23 with a syringe.
The two exchanged glances, revealing a slight smile.
It seemed that Number 23's condition was quite good, without any changes.
Finally, one of the experimenters took out a vial of blue potion, loading it into a syringe.
"Hiss!"
Finally, the experimenter accurately stabbed into Number 23's right arm.
The needle pierced the flesh and suddenly stabbed into the arm.
"Hmm?"
