Subject 37 was stunned by tear gas during testing.

This afternoon must not have been settled, and dinner must not be good. When everyone smelled the bread, toast, fried eggs, and bacon the next morning, they knew that there was basically no play today.

It was still the case on the third day, and on the fourth day, someone couldn't help but ask, when will the 37th be good.

Hienin lay in a hospital bed, appearing sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious. In fact, she has been using this time to collect information on the Internet to improve herself.

In the memory of the owner, the longer she is on the Internet, the more knowledge and information will pour in, and she and the chip will sift through useful information to leave behind. And it seems that chips will become more and more integrated with the Internet, so the ability to control machines will also increase.

At that time, the owner already had the ability to control the computer at a distance, and the distance was getting longer and longer. After a while, you may be able to control electrical items such as computer chips and host computers from a distance, just like having superpowers.

At this time, Lawrence didn't have time to care about the mood of one experiment, and he was adjusting the chip capacity for two unlucky pilot experiments.

Human beings are like this, they always want to have and are afraid of things they can't control.

When the chips are adjusted, they bury the miniature bomb in their necks. Once something uncontrollable happens, the chip can be set to automatically scrap and let them return to their original shape; If the chip is out of control, the miniature bomb will be detonated.

The bomb is at the aorta, and once it explodes, it will blow up the blood vessels, causing it to bleed like slitting the neck. In less than a minute or two, he fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss and lack of oxygen to the brain, and he basically hung up in three or four minutes.

Global satellite positioning, wider coverage than mobile phones, there will be no "the user you are calling is not in the service area" problem. You deserve it!

Xi Ning didn't want to have such treatment, but after these two people were done, it would be her turn.

In order to avoid such a thing, the owner transferred a sum of money from the Internet, let people dig up the bomb, and replaced some of the organs of the body to make himself stronger.

But in the end, he didn't escape, he died at gunpoint, and he was cool and lost.

So she has to upgrade as soon as possible and grasp the opportunity.

The numbers on the "Didi......Didi" heart monitor are beating steadily.

Engineers and assistants on the sidelines sometimes type on the keyboard with their fingers flying, and sometimes report out various data.

The assistant finally gave the result: "The chip capacity has been adjusted to 70%, and the top line has been set. ”

"Good!" Lawrence, who was supervising on the sidelines, ordered: "Inject the hounds." ”

A male assistant in a white lab coat picks up a special gun and walks up to Subject 31. No. 31 is under anesthesia and is asleep.

The muzzle of the gun is close to the neck, and the female assistant next to it looks at the computer, where there is thermal monitoring, and after program conversion, you can see the bones, arteries and veins, and even muscles in the neck: "A little higher, a little more left...... Okay, here it is. ”

The male assistant pulled the trigger, and with a slight "poof", a prototype bomb smaller than a button battery was buried under the flesh and attached to the aorta.

The female assistant confirmed: "The hound is in place. ”

Hounds, can watch over homes, and can track prey. It's quite apt to describe a bomb.

The two experimental subjects are all in place, so you can rest assured...... Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere in the entire ward changed from tense to slightly relaxed.

Everything was successful, everyone went outside and removed the disposable surgical gowns, gloves, hats they were wearing......

"I'm tired!" Someone let out an exclamation: "Just a few freshly baked cookies at this time." ”

This resonated: "I also thought, that No. 37 baked sesame cake and butter cookie is really delicious." ”

"I love cranberries."

"I love butter cakes and baklas."

The saliva is almost down: "What is the nut sherb?" ”

The female assistant was a little proud: "It was made at night when she first woke up, ground it with nuts into flour, and then made into a soup like an evaporated milkshake, with butter cake, it was delicious." I've never had such a good dessert. ”

"Oh, it's delicious to listen to, I don't know if the 37th is willing to do it."

"It's hard for me to see, she's been groggy all the time, and I don't know if it's physical or psychological, it seems that this incident hit her quite hard."

"So don't break a woman's heart, be careful that you don't have anything to eat." A male assistant teased, eliciting some smiles.

At this moment the door opened, and Lawrence walked in. Suddenly, the lively and regretful atmosphere was all broken, and immediately turned into the depression and tension in the laboratory ward just now.

Everyone hurriedly finished the follow-up work and left the disinfection room.

Lawrence also took off all kinds of medical precautions, washed his hands, put on a white coat, and walked out.

Back in the office, sit down, tired and leaning back in your chair. At this time, it was already late at night, and after two days of intense preparation, the two adjustment chip surgeries today would indeed be tiring.

One turned his head sideways, and his eyes were drawn to a small glass jar on the table, which contained several biscuits.

It contained the little biscuits she had made the other day, and for every little biscuit she made, she would put two or three pieces in the jar and put it at the head of her bed.

After that incident, she stopped going into the kitchen, and the assistant on the rounds said that she didn't talk to anyone and that she would run out of food. After eating, he lay down and continued to sleep, looking like he was going to sleep until he died.

This glass jar was brought by an assistant, saying that someone wanted to open it and eat two pieces, but she hit it with a pillow, looking very angry.

But the assistant was in a hurry, and said that it was for him, so she put down the pillow, lay down and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

So I brought it!

The glass jar is not large, and the biscuits in it are half a jar, if not many. All kinds of items look as attractive as the displays in a candy store or bakery.

Lawrence straightened up, brought the glass jar, opened the sealed lid, and pulled out the top grape cookie between his fingers. After taking a bite, the fragrant buttery flavor fills the entire taste buds and mouth.

When it comes to eating, he's not a fan of it. As long as you can sustain what you need to survive. He used to hardly touch something like this with a lot of butter, sugar, and even the caramel on the surface of the biscuits.

But I have to say, these cookies are really delicious. No wonder, one by one misses her and cares about her very much.

…… All this, Xining saw in his eyes.

Even if Lawrence was suspicious of her, it was impossible for the entire research institute's monitoring system to be deactivated. In this way, there is no way to explain the above, and the suspicion is just a suspicion, and there is no conclusive evidence, and it will not destroy an experimental specimen that has been successfully successful.

Heinen watched as Lawrence leaned back in his chair, silently eating the remaining half of the biscuit in his hand.

After eating a cookie, she stood up, closed the lid of the jar, and walked out of the office, directed towards her hospital room.