"Don't worry, even though it looks a bit scary, it's just because the machine is too big."
Abigail stood in front of Lorenzo and fastened the various mechanisms on the chair.
She was right. The machine was too big. The cables and steel spread like the roots of a tree along the chair under Lorenzo's feet. As Lorenzo sat on the chair, he could clearly feel the slight tremor of the metal, as if some monster was moving under the ground, but in fact it was the steam surging in the pipe.
As an important scientific research institution of the Purification Agency, the scientific research area of the Black Mountain Hospital is directly powered by the furnace pillar, just like the perpetual motion pump under the Mechanical Institute. Huge amounts of energy flow between the machines, and with the development of lacquer and antimony, this power is becoming increasingly powerful.
Lorenzo raised his head and looked around. There was a glaring light above his head, making it difficult for Lorenzo to see straight. All around him was a cage-like structure, and Lorenzo was in the center of the cage.
On the way here, Arthur gave him a general explanation of this place. They called it a birdcage. When Lorenzo first came in, he didn't realize the meaning of this word, but now it seems that he has some understanding.
He was like a delicate little bird, trapped in a metal cage. Due to the blinding light above his head, Lorenzo could not see the people outside the cage, but he could clearly feel that several pairs of eyes were staring at him.
"What is this machine used for?" asked Lorenzo.
"Analyzing the brain... Actually, it's quite complicated and contradictory, but I still have some time to explain it to you now."
As Abigail was speaking, there was a rustling sound, and the medical staff pushed a cart to the bottom of the stairs, took out some medicine bags and syringes, and skillfully hung them on the iron rack next to Lorenzo, and then inserted the needle into Lorenzo's arm.
"This is an emergency measure. After all, the technology is not mature yet, and some accidents may happen during the process. You are a demon hunter, which is different from normal people... So if something really happens, these potions will be injected into your body urgently. I don't know what your secret blood can do, but at least this thing is a guarantee."
With a few crisp sounds, Lorenzo was completely tied to the chair. The steel almost completely wrapped him. It was like a throne, but also like a cage.
"This feels like the electric chair to me."
"Almost the same. The biggest difference is that the output of the electric chair will kill you... probably, but this won't. The most you'll feel is pain and some hallucinations."
Abigail waved her hand, signaling the men to reconnect the disconnected cables.
"This is a bit difficult to explain. The Purification Agency has always viewed the world from a rational perspective, and my research institute is even more so. However, because of rationality, Merlin and I have had some disagreements in recent years."
Abigail suddenly reached out and pressed her hand on Lorenzo's head. Because he was tied up, Lorenzo could hardly resist.
"Take the human brain for example. From a rational point of view, humans do not have a will or soul. All our actions are directed by the sticky rotten flesh under the skull. The erosion of demons can also be understood as... some kind of radiation? Or something else. Anyway, this thing is still unknown to us, so call it whatever you want.