Chu Ci still didn't sleep in the end.

Originally, he was about to leave, but who knew that Sancunding's vital signs began to decline again.

So the members of the expert group were faced with two choices, either to cut a three-inch ding, let it bleed, and restore health by activating the stem cells in the blood.

Or watch the three-inch death isolation room with their eyes.

It is definitely impossible to see a three-inch ding die, so I can only cut a three-inch ding.

The problem is that these old guys can't get their hands dirty, they are all seventy or eighty people, and a Chihuahua is easy to fall to death on the road, let alone do it.

Liu Ranhui is in the prime of life, but he is not as frustrated as Chu Ci, and he does not dare to act on extraterrestrial life.

And he didn't dare to take this risk, the three-inch Ding looked harmless to humans and animals, but that was because he was not stimulated, if he was stimulated, not to mention the force, he could also release deadly sound waves.

Speaking of which, it has to be up to Chu Ci.

This guy is simply the nemesis of the three-inch ding, not only is it not affected by sound waves, but the three-inch ding will not attack him, even if he is beaten like that bear, he will not fight back.

Realizing that he couldn't play without himself, Chu Ci had a good time and spread his hands.

"A thousand dollars, as overtime pay. ”

A bunch of old guys scolded.

They are all a group of respected old experts and professors, and they usually deal with either high-level intellectuals or dignitaries, who have never seen Chu Ci such a stinky and shameless goods.

In the end, it was Liu Ranhui who "hired" Chu Ci at his own expense.

Liu Ranhui had more than 500 yuan in his wallet, and there was a gap of more than 400 yuan, but even Liu Ranhui, a regular employee, gave him an IOU.

With 1,100 yuan in hand, Chu Ci didn't call for any cerebrospinal fluid headache or anything like that, and walked into the isolation room satisfied.

The headache is quite uncomfortable, but it is definitely not uncomfortable.

Chu Ci has already thought about it, teaching Sancun Ding to speak is a work of grinding foreign workers, and he will definitely not be able to finish it in one day or two, so he is ready to trickle down and pay these technicians three hundred and five hundred a day, plus his own salary, maybe the down payment of a domestic car can be earned in a few months, and the province will squeeze the bus every day.

Entering the isolation room, Chu Ci picked up a book with his hand, and was just about to start, when Liu Ranhui outside banged on the glass frantically.

"What's wrong again?" Chu Ci turned his head.

"Vital signs are back, back to normal levels, don't stimulate it!"

Liu Ranhui stared at Chu Ci, his gaze was very inexplicable.

Chu Ci said a little nervously: "I can say it first, I will not return the money if I don't do it." ”

He also thought that Liu Ranhui was staring at him and wanted to return the money to him.

What Chu Ci didn't know was that Liu Ranhui and the experts were not thinking about money at all, but about him.

All of a sudden, a speculation came to everyone's minds.

Judging from various phenomena, Chu Ci and Class A targets should have some kind of inexplicable connection, and if the two parties are in close contact, the former can even affect the health of the latter.

couldn't help but focus everyone's eyes on Chu Ci.

Liu Ranhui whispered to the young technician next to him: "Contact my colleagues in the personnel department and sort out all the information of Chu Ci and give it to me." ”

Chu Ci, who didn't know that he was being "censored" again, yawned and pointed to the picture reading on the table.

"You, A, understand, you're A, or one, or you, it's a kind of title, and whatever syllable you can utter anyway. Chu Ci pointed to the members of the expert group outside: "What about this group of people, it's them, or call it two, or B, you can call this group of two a group of B, or you can call this group of B a group of two, understand." ”

Sancunding blinked, but didn't make any sound.

Liu Ranhui knocked on the glass: "Pay attention to the words." ”

I spent money to ask you for help, not to spend money to scold, what kind of birdman is this Nima.

Chu Ci also collected the money anyway, so he was more patient.

Pointing to the galaxy map on the table, Chu Ci asked: "Do you know this map, there is the sun, the moon, the earth, and what Mars Mercury and the like, the distance between the moon and the earth is so long, and your home planet is so long from the earth?"

Sancunding still blinked, without any limbs or facial expressions.

Because it didn't understand what Chu Ci meant at all.

"Then you give a little bit of it, just like in the morning, pronounce syllables, any syllable. Chu Ci pointed to his mouth: "Speak, understand." ”

Sancun Ding tilted his head, and finally a voice came out: "銪犱笉礋檽!"

"What do you mean?"

"Iron!"

The members of the expert group outside had their eyes lit up and began to transliterate and decipher, trying to find the meaning of this syllable in the language library.

The people outside were excited, but Chu Ci inside was irritable, looking at the aliens with impatience on his face, and asked tentatively: "Don't you know how to draw, you can't draw if you can't speak." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci pointed to the pattern on the metal table: "Draw, engrave with your fingernails, understand?"

Chu Ci said as he gestured with his fingernails on the metal table.

This time, Sancun Ding finally understood the meaning of Chu Ci for the first time, and after jumping off the stool, he began to carve the pattern with his fingernails on the ground.

The members of the expert group outside were extremely excited and high-fived each other.

Sancun Ding squatted on the ground, waving his two little paws together, the sound of his nails scraping the ground was sharp and piercing, and Chu Ci was about to walk out with his ears covered.

As a result, without waiting to push the door, Sancun Ding suddenly stopped, looking at Chu Ci with blank eyes.

Liu Ranhui waved his hand again and again: "Hold on, hold on, and you will come out when it is finished." ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Ranhui took a soundproof headset from the table and sent it in.

After Chu Ci put it on, he began to look at the pattern on the ground.

In addition to patterns, there are many characters, or symbols, on the ground.

Chu Ci stared at the symbols on the ground, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He always felt as if he knew the symbols.

This has happened before when I was on the scene.

It's a weird feeling, I know it, but I can't remember what it means.

When he was a child, his second grandfather, Chu Laicai, wrote a lot of similar symbols, and also said the meaning of these symbols paradoxically.

It's not a language, it's a way of conveying information.

But because it is so far away, the fragments of memories are intermittent, not to mention the details and the content of what was said at the time.

For a while, he would not recognize these symbols, but Chu Ci looked at the patterns.

The pattern is a bit like a stick figure, but it's even stranger, like some kind of creature, like some kind of machine, a big circle, with one small circle after another.

Chu Ci shouted outside: "Take the colored pen, quickly!"

A group of experts blushed and hurriedly explained.

Chu Ci rolled his eyes and scolded: "As for the Nima expert, I still need to explain this matter." ”

Because it was connected to the audio, Chu Ci's words were heard word by word by people outside.

But everyone is used to it.

The colored pencils were delivered quickly, but ironically, the three-inch Ding would not use this thing at all.

Chu Ci put the colored pen on Sancunding's hand, and the latter actually sniffed it, and then took a bite and spit it out.

Chu Ci was patient, drew a big yellow duck himself, and then painted the big yellow duck yellow.

"Color, you know the color, with color we can know what the hell you are drawing. ”

Sancun Ding looked at the big yellow duck, and his face showed an expression of sudden realization.

And then under everyone's gaze, three inches... I also drew a big yellow duck.

Chu Ci looked at the two big yellow ducks, and only scolded for a while: "You are mentally retarded, how did you drive a spaceship to Earth and buy it with a driver's license?"

Seeing that Chu Ci was angry, Sancun Ding shrank his neck, and then... I drew another big yellow duck.

Chu Ci: "... ”

Sighing, Chu Ci thought of another way.

Three-inch Ding can't be colored, he comes to color.

Of course, Chu Ci didn't know what Sancun Ding was drawing, so he was blind.

It turns out that there are always more ways than difficulties, and seeing that Chu Ci made a mistake in color, Sancun Ding finally took it, and then began to correct the color.

The people outside the isolation room showed a relieved smile.

Liu Ranhui lit a cigarette: "Don't say it, this kid has a lot of ideas." ”

"yes. Zhou Weimin said angrily: "Sometimes, the effect of the local method is better, but there is a bit of urgency, but the quality is a little worse." ”

In fact, everyone is also a fan of the authorities, mainly because they care too much, but they are cautious, and the reason why they can't be contacted.

Seeing that the three-inch Ding began to color, Chu Ci stood up, rubbed his waist and began to look at the pattern.

After looking at it for a while, Chu Ci finally understood what Sancun Ding wanted to draw, or what this gadget wanted to express.

The three-inch painting is not a pattern, but a "story".

The large circle was painted and roughly identified, and it was probably some kind of biological incubator, which looked a bit like a sarcoma.

T-shaped containers are inserted into the incubator, and then the incubator drops "babies", alien babies.

This means that the incubator seems to be some kind of fertility device.

After finishing the three-inch painting, he looked up at Chu Ci.

Chu Ci nodded: "I roughly understand, you continue to paint." ”

Sancun Ding buried his head and suddenly slapped his little paw on the pattern.

The force of this claw was so great that the ground was dented.

Chu Ci was taken aback, and walked out of the door without saying a word.

"Damn, why didn't anyone tell me that this little cub has so much strength?"

A group of people were all angry, and Liu Ranhui couldn't cry or laugh: "It has no intention of hurting you at all, if it wanted to hurt you, it would have done it a long time ago." ”

"Really?" Chu Ci looked through the glass at the three-inch Ding who was curled up in the corner, his face full of suspicion.

"Xiao Chu, don't worry, as long as it doesn't irritate it, there is no problem. ”

"Okay. ”

Chu Ci walked into the isolation room again.

He also felt that the three inches had no ill will towards him, and he was very curious about the meaning of the patterns on the ground.

Seeing Chu Ci coming back, Sancun Ding ran over, and his little paws grabbed Chu Ci's trouser legs, as if he was afraid that he would run away again.

Chu Ci slapped off the three-inch small paws: "If you don't wash your hands, grab my pants." ”

Sancunding stretched out his claws again and grabbed Chu Ci's trouser legs, then squatted on the ground and continued to draw.

Chu Ci had no choice but to bend down and squat.

In this way, Chu Ci patiently looked at the ground, while Sancun Ding grabbed Chu Ci's trouser leg with one paw, and continued to carve the pattern with one paw.

Chu Ci looked at the sunken ground, his eyes contemplative.

What does this little guy mean that this biological cultivation device has been destroyed?

Or does it mean that it was angry, so it slapped it with a paw?