It's not like there's no way to escape now, at least there's a feasible way to try.

But what can you do if you escape now, you are not familiar with the place, is it difficult to mix in the wild?

He's a decent businessman, not a blood-picking elf (mostly), and not a dirty wild monster.

Besides, since he discovered this novel world by mistake, as a self-proclaimed business talent but others don't know the goods, how can he give full play to his expertise.

Although I don't know how to return to my own world now, and there are no goods, but I can slowly find a way to return home, and if I can't do it, I can live here, anyway, I can go back to a bunch of enemies, and the things of commodities can be painted, and if not, I can rely on technology to make some gadgets, and the novelty will be practical.

Thinking about it this way, Harmon didn't want to go out so soon, so let's take a look first.

The escort cart drove for several hours, and in the middle of the rhyme, the soldiers and the dogs were replenished with food and drink, but Harvey had nothing to eat.

There was no movement at all in the closed cage, and no one would dare to open it a little now to send something in, and according to the soldier's idea, the large dose of anesthetic should still be working, and the small body of this thing in it, without the help of the corresponding medicine, should be able to sleep for a long time.

As they ate, the aroma of the food wafted into the cage, making it itchy inside, but it still chose not to make a sound as it slowly recovered.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of more than a dozen military vehicles, including escort vehicles, arrived at a special research base.

Russia did not directly set up a special department, but directly under the direct command of the military, and formed a special anti-terrorist unit called "Vigilant", with Lieutenant General Lozov as the first supreme commander.

However, as the situation becomes more and more complicated, there are more and more things that the vigilant troops have to manage, and they are no longer something that can be summarized by a purely military organization.

Lozov arrived an hour earlier than the convoy and was already waiting outside the reinforced experimental cell.

The strength of the cell minting is not as low as that of the metal cage, and since the metal cage can trap the little monsters, the cell will only be stronger.

The metal cage was pushed directly to the cell by the cart, and then the bark was not let out, and everyone evacuated the cell and locked the door.

After a while, a robotic arm above slowly lowered and opened the door of the metal cage instead of a human being.

Harlock didn't pretend to be asleep, so he walked out of it with handcuffs and leg cuffs.

"Oh... "Such a thing ... "There are really clothes... ”

"It's ugly... ”

The scientific researchers, experts and scholars outside whispered, and Lozov also frowned and looked carefully.

The moment Harfur came out, he knew that he was being watched by a lot of eyes, but when he looked at the four walls, he didn't see a figure anywhere.

It looked at the cameras in the corner that kept bobbing with its body, and then stared at a particular wall.

"It knows about SLR glass?"

"Chances are, the report says this thing is sapient, and mutant monsters have always been sensitive. ”

During the discussion outside, the screen in the cell lit up, and it immediately attracted Harveskin's attention.

"Hello, guest from an unknown land!"

Appearing on the screen is an elderly scholar who first greets him in Russian, then tries it out in the major languages of the world, but Harfur doesn't respond.

But the latter knew that the other party should be making some kind of attempt, but it was not face-to-face at the moment, and it was broadcast across the circuit, even if it had magic power, it couldn't understand anything, and it could barely understand a little bit of meaning with the quality of its magic power.

Since it didn't understand, it simply tried it.

One screen in and one off-screen, just like this, they soared into each other's language, and I didn't see anyone understand a sentence for a long time.

Harry Fur is really annoyed that he was not hard enough at the beginning, and he didn't have enough control over magic power, and he couldn't make a technical speech like language magic resonance, but he could use magic language, but it consumed too much magic power, and he didn't dare to waste it casually, and it was too high-end, and these indigenous creatures couldn't understand it.

The two sides worked hard for a long time, and there was no substantial progress in communication, but it also made many behavioral analysts conclude that the other party should be an intelligent creature with a desire to communicate, and it is not completely unreasonable.

Since the language is not comprehensible, the next thing is the physical communication, the two sides through the screen for a long time, the scholar also took out the drawing board and animation playback and other means, so that Harry Leather somewhat understood something.

For example, what they want to know most is where it came from, whether it is the only one, or whether it has accomplices, etc.

However, due to the lack of effective means of analogy, and some gestures that humans cannot understand, coupled with his poor drawing ability, having a drawing board is worse than nothing, making it difficult for anthropologists to understand the meaning of Harbourskin.

Overall, however, the process was harmonious, and none of the emergency plans of the vigilant troops were used, and the time was just 6 o'clock in the evening.

Everyone was nervous for a long time, and they were all tired, so it was natural to get the meal.

This time I didn't forget about Harryskin.

The old scholar's desk was already served with grilled chicken, fried steak, toast, juice and vegetable salad, and off-screen Harbour skin.

Opened from the metal partitions above, a large metal tray was held down by the robotic arm and placed on a stainless steel metal table in the cell.

On top of it were two large pieces of bloody raw meat, one fresh horse meat and the other fresh beef, which were exactly the same as the preferences of Harlock Skin when looking for food, and even the rough way of eating had not changed.

Harry looked at the "food" at his table, and then at the old scholar's sumptuous dinner on the screen.

The other party also smiled and made a gesture of invitation, making Harry suddenly feel like a swamp monster in the middle of the day.

It yelled at the screen and demanded that it be replaced with that delicate food, but the other party didn't understand it.

Harmonskin, who is particularly impatient, makes the action of sending something to his mouth as fast as the blade of a fan, and when he sees that it has no effect, he slams the screen a few times in anger.

"Bang~"

The screen was directly shattered and destroyed when the little fist made the first intimate contact, and then the screen went black.

Hardhide froze there, motionless and slightly apprehensively waited for more than two minutes, and then returned to the stainless steel table with a dejected face, and began to bite and deal with two pieces of fresh meat.

'Unfair treatment!' These guys don't even see me as a 'human'!!'

。。。

Outside, a group of people pondered the guy's irritable behavior just now.

Ivan asked Lozov in a whisper.

"General, you were fine just now, why did you do this when you had dinner? Are you dissatisfied with the food?"

Lozov smiled a little because of the action of Ha Fur just now and Ivan's statement.

"Try it some cooked food next time. ”

Then he turned to face a female officer beside him.

"Inform the people on the Chinese side, this kind of communication must be perceptual, otherwise it will be a waste of time. ”

"Okay general. ”

After the female officer left, Ivan looked at Lozov with a frown.

"General, is this how you share it?"

Lozov retracted his smile and stared at the rather murderous Harmon in his cell.

"Ivan, do you really think that the little thing inside is completely under our control? At least I can't confirm that, it's too calm for a biological level!"

"Besides, do you think Hua Guo doesn't know yet?"

Lozov moved his shoulders and neck, and there was a crunch of bones.

PS: Sunday Chapter 1.

Anyway, the name "Harmon Skin" is a message left by the book friend himself in Longtaolou, and I don't even know the meaning of this name!

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