[I don't want to die anymore 28: Please tell me what happened just now, why I died all of a sudden!!] 】

[HHH: I looked down and didn't see anything, but your number 27 suddenly fell at my feet...... Well, I should say it shattered at my feet, splashing me with blood. (Yes?) (Meaning?) (Think?) (Book?) (Hospital)

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: I deeply think it's a problem with you taking an ID, change your name, I'm serious, otherwise you'll keep dying like this, and when you earn enough points, you'll have mental problems, and the system won't give you the opportunity to go to Central Garden, you're wasting your time here.] 】

[I don't want to die anymore 28: My new identity is a new material that has just been brought in, and it is estimated that there will be a while before I die, so I can't change my ID now.] 】

[I hope to shake the experimenter: Let's think about the new ID now, maybe it really works.] 】

[HHH:@不想再死了28 I know why you're dead! 】

[I don't want to die anymore 28: Huh?? 】

[HHH: Old Mark was busy just now, and Ron asked him if there was a gap in the control of the test subject, and the mental fluctuations in your body suddenly changed just now, so he took action to dispose of you...... Emma: If that's the case, I think I know why he suddenly wanted to eat me, I was startled by what he said just now, but as soon as he was scared, he said that he wanted to eat me, he must have noticed something! 】

[I hope to shake the experimenter: This kind of big boss-level character is really not something that people like us who even have to accumulate points by dying can deal with it, I really want to do an experiment with him, maybe my papers in the next ten years have been settled.] 】

[HHH: It's a pity that you're a cleaner 2333 now]

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: If it weren't for the system not allowing us to commit suicide to change roles, I would have run away a long time ago, how could I have been cleaning the toilet here, and I couldn't even take the initiative to hit the muzzle of the gun, the world is sad. 】

[HHH: Sympathy for you.] 】

……

The conversation in this chat room was more nutritious than the previous one, and more than half of Yang Qinglan's attention was focused on finding useful conversations in the dialog box, and she didn't even hear what Old Mark had just said to her, only noticing that he finally asked, "What do you think?" ”

What do I think?

What do I think?

Yang Qinglan tried to recall the content that she had ignored just now, and found that she could only vaguely remember that it seemed to be related to genetic medicine, but she didn't hear what it was, and in the chat room, the "HHH" didn't mention relevant information, and was still talking about something that only they knew.

So she could only answer vaguely: "You are an expert in this area, just follow your ideas." ”

Old Mark's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help laughing happily, and half of his mouth, which was originally hidden under his beard, was exposed, allowing Yang Qinglan to see the strange tongue in his mouth that was divided into three branches.

It seems that Martin Sr. has not only made changes to himself, according to Ront's memory, Martin Sr. was originally a pure human being, because of the idea and doctrine did not match the top research scholars who defected from the United Kingdom of St. Aurain, this kind of tongue could never appear in him.

I hope what she just said didn't cause her any trouble, otherwise if old Martin wanted to do something with Ront's body, she would still feel disgusted.

After finally laughing, Old Martin coughed a few times, turned around, picked up a blood-drawing instrument from the experimental table behind him, and handed it to Yang Qinglan.

"I don't want much, I can do it, I really don't know what I just said moved you, so that you can change the decision that has been held for decades."

Yang Qinglan's hand to pick up the instrument paused slightly.

She knew what she had promised Old Martin just now.

He is an absolute conceit, because he believes in his own strength too much, so he has scruples about the power he has, he knows the strength of old Martin, and thinks that as long as he is given the opportunity, he can create another Ront, so from the beginning he refused to provide his own genes for him to experiment.

However, after so many years, Ront's attitude in this regard has also loosened a little, because he still wants to become stronger, although he has eaten a lot of genetically advanced and super powerful people, but it is still far from enough for him, and if he wants to go further, his goal is only himself.

Ron has been thinking about letting Martin Sr. copy himself out recently, and Martin Sr. is also aware of the change in his attitude, otherwise he would not have reintroduced this idea after more than ten years.

It's just that he didn't expect Ron to agree so simply.

Finding that he hadn't caused much of a mistake, Yang Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the small instrument on his left forearm, and watched it take blood on its own.

"It doesn't matter much to you if I change my mind, you just need to do the experiment."

"You know, what you think in your heart has nothing to do with me, my mind is not in that aspect at all, hehe, I'm really curious about what I can do in the end, don't you mind if I fuse Angel and Suoso's genes together, right?"

Handing back the instrument that had already drawn blood, Yang Qinglan glanced at Old Martin coldly: "I remember I told you that Suo Suo is my chosen heir, and even if something happens to me, I don't want him to die before me." ”

After getting what he wanted, old Martin stretched out his disgusting tongue and combed his beard, so that his beard was covered with slimy saliva: "It won't affect him, if I can succeed, he should still be a beneficiary, aren't these things still his in the end?" ”

Smelling the smell of saliva wafting from Old Martin's beard, Yang Qinglan held her breath in disgust and asked him, "When will your experiment start?" ”

"Right now!" Old Martin pointed to the experimental products standing behind "Ront", "They are all ready-made raw materials!" ”

"yes, then he." Seemingly casually, "Ront's" hand rested on the finished product of the experiment who was kneeling on the ground, "I was going to eat it, but now it's good to enjoy it." ”

"Okay."

Old Martin pressed a few times on a small instrument on his waist, which had been quiet in the corner until now, and stirred up the people to move, and dragged the man "Ront" into the glass observation room not far away.

in the chat room.

[HHH: Groove Groove Groove Groove!!! 】

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: What's wrong, what's wrong?? 】

[HHH: I think I'm going to die!] 】

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: ...... Isn't that unusual? There's Ron standing next to you, so it's no wonder when you're going to die. 】

[HHH: But you must be envious of me!] 】

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: ??? 】

[HHH: I'm about to receive Ront's gene injection!!] 】

[Hope shakes to the experimenter: !!!! Ahhhh 】

In the dialog box, there was a blank for several seconds of various data and other content, and then a large number of people came out to answer, expressing their hope to get the first-hand experience of "HHH" receiving the injection, even if they paid precious points, and "Hope to Shake to the Experimenter" as a poor person who shook to the identity of the cleaner was drowned in the crowd and could no longer be found.

But no matter how many people brushed it, "HHH", who was still very active before, didn't reply to even a word, everyone gradually quieted down, and there was a rare scene in the chat room where there was no new news for more than ten minutes.

Everyone is waiting for "HHH".

Whether he is alive or dead, he will reappear here, and as long as everyone does not speak, he can be seen at a glance as soon as he appears.

Yang Qinglan looked at the silent chat room, hooked the corners of her mouth and closed the dialog box.

They were doomed to disappointment.

In the glass room, the experimental product that had just received Rond's gene injection gradually changed to a wolf type from the beginning of the miserable appearance, but it was still not very good-looking, not like a wolf but like a leper dog.

Ront's genes are not pure, he has eaten too many strong people, and he has undergone some modifications from old Martin, if it is not for the physical fitness of the experimental product is strong enough, he will explode and die if he is injected into it.

Although he didn't explode now, the situation is definitely not good.

The explosive improvement of physical fitness, but the slightest change in mental fitness, directly led to the reverse control of his will by the body of this experimental product, and to put it clearly, his will was trapped in his body and could not enter or exit.

If this kind of reverse control is simply trapped, "HHH" should still have the ability to speak in the chat room, but judging from the content of Old Martin talking to himself while debugging data on the instrument, the spirit of this experimental product has been completely controlled and has lost its autonomy, unless it dies, "HHH" will not appear in the chat room again.

But will old Martin let him die?

Of course not.

This is the first test item, the most valuable thing except for the last test piece, how could old Martin be willing to let him be reimbursed so easily?

Looking at the test specimen that was constantly waving its claws in the glass room, and then looking at the old Martin who was as excited as he was beaten with chicken blood, Yang Qinglan shook his head in boredom, turned around and walked towards the door.

"I'll take a look below, and contact me when your research has a phased result."

Old Martin didn't answer, still talking to himself in front of the instrument, but Yang Qinglan knew that he heard it.

Walking out of the lab, rejecting the rest of the experiment to lead the way for herself, she led the two lieutenants towards a fork in the road.

The fork in the road is very long, and there are imperceptible arcs and slopes, and if it were not for the acute sense beyond ordinary people's imagination, anyone who walks in such a passage would think that they are walking in a straight line, but in fact the road is spinning downward.

After walking for about ten minutes, a metal wall appeared in front of the three of them.

The two lieutenants had never been here, and they stood behind "Ront" to see what he would do next, only to see that his right hand was lightly touched on his left index finger, causing a small wound on the tip of his left index finger.

"Ront" used his own blood to draw a stick figure on the metal wall that did not understand the meaning.

The metal wall began to melt around the center of the drawing, and in a matter of seconds there was an entrance large enough for one person to pass through.

"Ront" raised his feet and walked in, and the two lieutenants followed in turn without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as all three of them entered the entrance, the metal wall quickly turned back to its original state, and even the blood disappeared.