After several seconds, he reflected what he asked. He was surprised and puzzled: "do you mean age?"
"How old are you?" Boro asked again, his eyes fixed on Tudian.
Dudean was disturbed by him, but he quickly replied, "well, I can't remember that. I should be about 22 years old." Since leaving Sylvia, he has not really calculated his age. He has no idea how long he has been in the wilderness.
"Twenty two?" BOLUO slightly squinted, word for word: "should be 322?"
"What are you talking about?" he said in a puzzled way
Boro took a deep look at him, got up from the front of the instrument, and slowly came over, "I didn't expect that you still have such a secret. In sum, 300 years ago, it happened to be the time of the great disaster. You It should be people from the old times! "
"People of the old days? What do you say Dudean was dazed.
BOLUO's mouth slightly cocked up, "although I don't know how you survived, and lived for so long, it's still just a small abyss, but your body can't lie. It's really interesting. I didn't expect that I haven't met the people of the old times, and so weak. I knew that I shouldn't be so eager to do experiments with your body."
Dudean's heart sank completely. He knew that he could no longer conceal it. The latter took his own flesh and blood on the instrument, which seemed to identify his physical condition. However, he did not understand that the freezer completely frozen his body, and his body function was still in his twenties. Why could he identify the years after he was frozen.
Suddenly, he woke up.
Although I am in the state of frozen sleep, but time is not static, which is like the frozen meat stored in the refrigerator, can still identify the storage time of meat quality.
It can be seen that the microscope like instrument used by the latter just now is not a simple microscope.
"A 322 year old man of the old age..." Bolo came to the bed, eyes with a bit of strange excitement, up and down looking at dudean, as if watching the rare protected animals in the zoo.
Zazite, who was sleeping on the bed next to him, heard Boro's words, and a little shock flashed through his half narrowed eyes. He looked at dudean, who looked like a young man in disbelief. He was three hundred and twenty-two years old? Old people?
He suddenly felt that his brain was not enough, and his life's rich experience seemed a little ignorant at this moment.
Du Di'an was a little uncomfortable by Boro, so he could only keep silent. He knew that he might be dissected upside down, from inside to outside, completely hollowed out by Boro.
Sure enough, after watching for a moment, Boro said, "tell me how you survived. You have lived so long, and you are so weak. It makes people wonder about your life experience."
After a moment's silence, he said slowly, "there is a kind of instrument called the freezer. Have you heard of it?"
"Freezer?" Bolo's eyes slightly pick, then suddenly, "is it an icehouse for storing the remains of the gods?"
"Almost."
"And then?"
Dudean looked at him. "Sleeping in the freezer can stop the body's function. As long as the energy in the freezer continues, I can sleep forever, and I have been sleeping for 300 years."
He didn't intend to hide about the freezer. The first thing was that the freezer was useless to him. The second was that even if he got it, it didn't have a big impact on him. It was just an instrument for escaping from the world.
"To sleep in a freezer, to live after 300 years of deep sleep?" Boro looked at him strangely. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old, so easy to fool?"
"Don't you believe it?" asked Duran
"At least as far as I know, freezing can keep the body in its pre-existing state, but it can only be used to store dead things. Once a living thing is frozen, the heart stops beating, it is equal to death. After thawing, it can't be revived. Do you want to use this to let me personally experiment, and then take the opportunity to escape?" There was a mockery on Boro's face, and he obviously thought it was ridiculous.
Dudean was speechless, but he soon realized that the freezer he was sleeping in was quite different from the ordinary freezer, and borough obviously understood the freezer as a freezer. He sighed and explained, "it's true. The freezer is different from the frozen storage you imagined. Although both are frozen, the freezer is specially made for living people. When thawing, it will stimulate your heart beat and let you recover. I don't know the details, but what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can go and study it yourself."
"Where is it?"
"In a wall called Sylvia."
Boro sneered and said, "so I have to climb over the wall of the God of war first, and then find this wall before I can get to your so-called freezer?""Why is the truth less believable than a lie?" sighed Tudian
"You don't have to say that again. I have my own way to test whether you are telling the truth or not." Boro waved, turned and walked.
Seeing him ready to go out, dudean looked a little ugly. "Are you going to torture?"
Boro didn't respond. He opened the door and went out.
"Grass!" As a suspicious and ill man, he naturally knew how difficult it was to obtain "trust". Just like when they caught Dinah, they would not believe what she said without using all the torture. No matter how sincere and sincere she said, he could not believe her. Only when she was driven to the extreme, or even crazy, would he think of her What you say is credible.
However, the retribution was not good. In a flash, he became a prisoner. Just like Dina at that time, he had witnessed all the torments Dina had suffered, from body to heart. Naturally, he did not want to see such things happen to himself, especially the mental torture. Boro knew that his weakness was helissa.
He never wanted to see that nightmare happen.
If it happened, he thought he would go crazy!
Anger, powerlessness, hatred, violence, and even want to destroy everything, but the weakness and weakness from his body finally made him sad.
Zachite, who was nearby, watched Boro leave. He wanted to take the opportunity to ask about the age of Tudian. However, seeing that dudean's face was changing, sometimes angry, sometimes ferocious, sometimes sad, and extremely unstable, he closed his mouth wisely, gave him a pitiful look, and closed his eyes again.
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