After the experiment, Fu Qingjun began to record the archives seriously.

"According to the petri dish sand table on the desktop, most of my genetically modified ants have been successfully accepted, and only a few have died. ”

"This may have something to do with the fact that they are all great masters of martial arts soul body integration. ”

"As the strongest creature on the surface, it has a strong physical fitness... Of course, they also have a high IQ, and they know how much of their fusion is most suitable, and they won't explode and die... Most of them are integrated into 3%-7%, while individual strong ones are integrated with more genes, and the modification is greater, but the risk is also greatly increased. ”

"Sure enough, it's the same principle as winemaking. ”

"As a mature scientist, you should not experiment with living subjects by yourself, let the subjects study the experimental materials by themselves, and let them conduct experiments on themselves later, so as to improve the survival rate..."

He muttered for a few seconds and wrote down a final summary of the experiment,

"It's best to control the heat yourself. ”

Fu Qingjun constantly recorded his experimental experience, which is like writing a diary, sorting out some details and processes, which will help to better develop the experiment.

This is also a habit of his 17 years, summarizing and analyzing, is the most efficient way to learn and explore, and it is convenient to make a life plan for the next stage.

Fu Qingjun looked at the ants on the table.

Clearly, these ants are starting to diverge.

Their bodies are rapidly alienating, like a crazy documentary movie, condensing hundreds of millions of years of biological evolution in this short period of time.

But their evolution is directional.

They go to four reverses, and some of the limb features appear, chicken feet, duck flippers, snake scales... The structure of life is more complex, and these genetically modified ants are no longer pure ant families, but an unprecedented ultra-small organism.

If it was said that it was an ant kingdom before, now it is a multi-racial kingdom where the ecological chain has begun to appear alienated!

"It's a whole new biological evolution!"

"It's like a creature explosion. ”

It is clear that he has designed the future of this life, with unlimited potential.

He stood up, turned around and tidied up the room,

"And if there are too many fusion features, they are just ultra-small, rice-sized chickens, ducks, snakes, and dogs, jumping up and down on the table..."

"Of course, this is the genetic template life of ants in animal skin. ”

Time passed little by little, this day passed completely, and Fu Qingjun stretched his waist.

Glancing at the ants on the table, he stood up and put on a characteristic wide black coat, put on his hat, and prepared to go out to take a look, "I sewed and remodeled the clothes, and I should be able to fit them..."

"There is also a template for a living being, the only intelligent creature template on earth, the soul energy of man..."

Coming to the door, the tentacles of spiritual power sensed a circle around them, and there was no gaze.

Little Trumpet should go home.

...

...

It's dusk.

Fu Qingjun walked on this old-fashioned neighborhood, constantly walking, and he found that in this ancient time, the night was extremely cold, and there was almost no leisure activity.

After walking for a while, a bright street gradually appeared in front of me, bars, nightclubs, and some flashing neon signs hanging on the façade.

It's like the rustic style of old Shanghai.

Fu Qingjun looked around, sat in a noodle restaurant next to him, ordered a fried mein, sat on the table, and looked at the big men and diners around him.

He observed the pedestrians coming and going, and the nightclub, the bar, in the distance.

From time to time, drunken pedestrians go over to buy drunk, down-and-out drunks, numb office workers, scarred warriors, some young girls....

All beings are suffering.

Especially in this era, it was not peaceful, it was in the Second World War, full of violence, gangs, fights... It's a troubled time.

He kept observing the passers-by, and finally found a thin girl full of despair, with dark skin and decent facial features, looking at the nightclub with a hesitant expression.

Poor people who have no spending power, ordinary in appearance, look introverted, hesitate outside... Fu Qingjun knew her intentions.

In the war years, there were too many people who were hungry.

Fu Qingjun was thinking about a few objects in his heart, and finally confirmed this girl, "It's her..."

Not because of sympathy, but because of security.

He can't beat the small horn, and ordinary tall and strong adult men can't beat it, so he can only attack the weaker ones, but if it's a thin woman, with his quick reaction, he should be able to take the initiative and not be afraid of the other party using force...

Fu Qingjun lowered the brim of his hat, stood up and walked over slowly.

"Do you need money?" Fu Qingjun asked in a low voice.

The thin girl was slightly startled, nodded heavily, hesitated, lifted her sleeves and exposed her wrists, "Are you from this store, I still have..."

Fu Qingjun glanced at it, it was Shougong Sha, the guess in his heart was completely verified, and he said in a deep voice: "This is not a place to talk, I am not from the store, but come with me, I can give you money." ”

Fu Qingjun robbed people at the door of people's homes, so it was better not to stay too long.

She hesitated, her eyes showed struggle, and she silently followed behind Fu Qingjun.

Fu Qingjun directly took her into the inn next to her, pretended to be calm and paid the money to the first floor, took her upstairs, and came to a room.

There was no electricity in the shop, so Fu Qingjun lit a kerosene lamp.

The light flickered brightly and dimly in the room, and the light was very dim.

The thin girl stood at the door with some restraint.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she stared at the mysterious masked man in front of her.

Her eyes stayed up all night for seven or eight days without sleeping, and her whole person's aura was full of deep pain, obviously haggard to the extreme, but her spirit was tense to the extreme.

"Name, why is there a lack of money?" Fu Qingjun asked casually and opened the topic, "Sit down." ”

"Qin Hong, seventeen years old. Her eyes were full of scarlet, and her voice was a little choked, "My eldest sister is a martial arts practitioner, the day before yesterday I was moving goods at the station dock, and I was smashed by the goods and broke my waist, and I rescued it for a few days, and finally rescued it, but I still lack money..."

"The medicinal herbs are too expensive, I asked the neighbors around me to borrow money, and it turned out that I usually have such a good relationship with my sister, but at the critical moment, they all made excuses one by one and said that they had no money. ”

"They said that my sister was also useless when she came back, and she was half paralyzed, so they all asked me to give up... But that's my sister, it's my own sister!"

Qin Hong's face turned hideous, and he looked collapsed, "If I can save it, how can I not save it, even if I am half-paralyzed, it is impossible for me not to want my sister!"

Fu Qingjun asked, "How much do you want?"

"Thirty taels of silver!!If it's too much, twenty... Twenty taels is enough. She hesitated, as if grasping the last straw in her eyes.

Fu Qingjun glanced at her and said slowly, "I can give it to you." ”

She looked surprised.

She knew that she was not good-looking, her skin was dark and rough, her body was thin, because she had been doing rough work all the years and was calloused, which was already a very good price, and that nightclub would never give such a high price.

Fu Qingjun immediately said:

"However, there are gains and losses, and the price I need you to pay is not an ordinary thing. ”

"What's it?" she said, not knowing what else she had.

"Something more precious to you. ”

Fu Qingjun's face was hidden, and the whole person was constantly surging under the wide black robe, as if there was a sea hidden in his body, undulating, and there seemed to be a huge black cloth shadow pouring out.

"You!?"

She looked horrified at the phantom of life under her clothes like the crashing waves of the sea.

The shadow expanded as it rolled, propping up a piece of clothing, leaving the collar, and constantly expanding on the top of Fu Qingjun's head, like a huge clothing balloon, floating in the air, gradually taking shape.

Fu Qingjun put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the upper body of his neck was wearing huge balloon-like clothes, staring at a huge black octopus that looked like a clothed one.

The art of brain multiplication.

"Ghosts??"

Qin Hong's whole body froze.

This half-lifed human monster with a black octopus head, more than three meters tall, propped up the ceiling, and its tentacles were constantly waving.

She breathed heavily and rapidly, with an unimaginable horror and trembling with fear.

Oh my God!

Sister, you told me not to believe in strange forces...

But in this world, there are ghosts!!

"Introduce yourself, I'm a businessman, knowledge, money, power, whatever you want, you can get anything. A strange childish voice came from the head of the big octopus.

She pretended to be calm, gritted her teeth, and said, "What do you want? As long as you don't want my life and organs, you can sell anything!"

"I want thirty taels of silver! enough for the medical expenses of my eldest sister, who still has children studying, and as long as I work hard enough for the rest of my time, it will be enough for her to become an adult. She showed a relieved smile, "Anyway, I don't have to keep the palace sand, and I don't have to marry in the future, our family has an eldest sister and son to continue, and there are no regrets." ”

Fu Qingjun listened, and honestly took out thirty taels of silver and put it on the table.

He was born in a peaceful society, and he is still very sympathetic to the other party, although he is not a virgin, he can help, this is already most of the savings in Fu Qingjun's house.

After all, gang bosses, it is impossible to put too much money at home.

"I... Am I going to take a shower?" she smelled of sweat all over her body, and there was an unimaginable fear, how good it would be if she didn't hesitate to enter the nightclub just now, no matter how ugly a man is, it's better than a monster...

But now, she didn't dare to run away at all.

"Go ahead. Fu Qingjun thought for a while and said, "Relax and prepare everything." ”

The bath was washed quickly, and she walked timidly over as if she was afraid of causing anger.

"Close your eyes. ”

Fu Qingjun said.

She closed her eyes tremblingly, trembling and full of horror, thinking about whether she would give birth to a monster with an octopus head after she was defiled...

"But it doesn't matter," she smiled, she was already mentally prepared, "it's just my most precious thing." ”

Her mind was getting more and more groggy, and she didn't know when she fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning.

Qin Hong woke up from the bed, only to feel a sharp pain all over her body, and her head was even more painful.

"It was an amazing experience, but it was all the same... Outcome. She lay on the bed with a look of understanding, staring blankly at the sky, without any anger or despair.

She knew that she had lost the most precious thing of a girl, and her mind was groggy for a while before she came to her senses.

Climbed out of bed, suddenly looked at the mirror next to him, and there was a strange woman inside, the center of her head was smooth and bald, but there was still vigorous hair around her, like a willow soft hanging,

The whole hairstyle is like an octopus.

She shook her hair, and it rose up like a hula,

The whole person was sluggish.

I looked at the Shougong sand on my arm again, and it was still there....

Yes!!!

She let out an unimaginable roar of horror with heart-rending remorse:

"My hair?"