In the dark cave, Yang Lan carefully broke off the petals of a metal flower with a wrench, clamped its sharp edge with tweezers, and then put it into a heating kettle on the side.

The circle began to work, the lines of the spirit emitted a faint aura like a circuit board, and the temperature in the kettle rose, and before the boiling point of water, the petals melted.

The molten liquid resembles molten metal, but instead of a harsh glow or heat, it has a mercury-like texture.

At the same time, an extremely fishy-sweet aroma pervades.

Yang Lan wore a breathing mask to isolate this harmful gas with heavy metals, and then used a glass straw to carefully absorb a drop of solution.

The solution was smeared in the center of a bone container, and the pattern of the magic circle engraved on the container firmly bound the solution in the center.

Yang Lan picked up the bone plate, put it in front of his eyes, took off the goggles, and his eyes flashed a few times, and it changed into a mirror like a high-powered microscope.

Spiritual molecules that could not be observed by any scientific instrument appeared.

The solution is magnified into a "sea", and countless colorful particles float in the sea, all with seven colors of aura, as fine as glowing dust.

Normal spiritual materials usually have one kind of spiritual light that dominates, and the others cannot be said to be none, and can only be a foil.

But inside this drop of solution, the seven colors of aura are equally distributed, and they are still doing some kind of regular movement and reaction.

Particles combine with particles, and particles split with particles, just like chemical molecules react in the microscopic world.

Yang Lan didn't know how this reaction worked, but she already knew its effect.

Eroding and decomposing metals, sucking in their nutrients, multiplying like viruses, then progressing from low to high, from simple to complex – and finally, a metal flower that I don't know if I can call life will emerge and grow.

"Experimental material number one!"

The assistant on the side quickly handed her a box of metal powder, she used a bone stick to stain it a little, then reached into the solution, and slowly stirred.

Under the subtle effect that far surpassed Ma Liang's, Yang Lan observed that these increasingly regular and aggregated particles surrounded them, like a school of fish, began to swallow up the metal powder added to them.

These particles were so small that a trace of powder was to them like an ant to an elephant, but they were as accurate and efficient as a virus, and soon a large amount of metal powder was swallowed up by them, and their number had increased more than tenfold!

Yang Lan's eyes returned to normal, and the drop of solution had slowly transformed like a solid state, and at the same time, a cumbersome and subtle root system appeared inside the semi-solid state, and a cursed seed of all metals was restored in this way.

Yang Lan sighed and instructed the assistant behind him, "No. 2 finished product." ”

The assistant cleanly took a dark green bottle from the refrigerator of another test bench, the bottle emitted this pungent smell, and as soon as it was opened, the complex and changeable spiritual light spread out of the bottle.

The same experiment was repeated again.

A flower petal was extracted from the solution, and the metal added to the solution was soaked in a dark green bottle.

This time, the metal added to it, as if changing its texture, and the tiny particles did not find the camouflaged food, and were still reacting and moving aimlessly in vain.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours......

Time passed quietly, and Yang Lan stared nervously at the progress of the experiment, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Master ......"

"Don't bother me!"

“…… The hole is no longer resistant! ”

"As long as it doesn't die, the experiment can't be interrupted!"

The Serial who rushed to report gritted his teeth and turned around and rushed back into the dark passage.

Five hours!

The dark green anti-corrosion liquid naturally decomposed, and the metal powder floating in it began to attract the attention of these particles, and the devouring still happened, but the process was greatly delayed, and Yang Lan estimated that his temporary emergency product could only be defended for ten hours at most.

"Quick, spare arsenal!"

"Oh, oh!!"

With the No. 2 finished product that proved to be effective, Yang Lan and his assistant hurriedly left the laboratory, turning around in the dark passageway, and finally grew to a decaying alloy door covered with metal flowers.

The hard alloy remains were easily torn apart by the assistant's two fleshy palms, and the boxes stacked inside still had a harsh smell of gun oil.

Prying open one of them, he found that the guns inside had corroded, Yang Lan hurriedly threw them away and searched for them in a large neatly stacked box.

"Master, it's all in good condition here!"

"Quick, take it out, and brush it all up on the No. 2 finished product!"

"Yes!"

The two of them hurried and hurried, and finally packed up a squad of complete automatic firepower, as for the ammunition, they really couldn't manage so much, and whether it was useful or useless, they were all painted with the No. 2 finished product.

"Go tell them to get your weapons!"

Yang Lan collapsed to the ground and said tiredly.

The assistant stumbled away, and ten minutes later, a team of bloody soldiers rushed into the military arsenal, picked up the long-lost automatic weapon, and in the joy, there was a sound of pulling the bolt and loading ammunition.

"Ten hours at most, and the ammunition may be much less effective!"

"Ten hours is enough, enough to clean up the base!"

Yang Lan pointed to the remaining No. 2 finished product, "Take this too, see how many spare parts are left, and whether you can rescue a satellite terminal." ”

"Technicians all sacrificed ......"

"Captain, there's one more!"

"Who?"

"Li Bantou, I hid in the barracks when I had an accident, and I saw it just now!"

"Find him!"

"Yes!"

"Master, where we went?"

Yang Lan waved his hand tiredly.

After the soldiers left, the sealed hole ** quickly remembered the deafening sound of gunfire.

A bloody battle for living space began.

It's just how long can it last?

If the sound attracts more root-strong things......

Yang Lan smiled bitterly.

After a half-hour break, the assistant came in with torches.

"Let's go and see the isolation room."

"Master, danger!"

"Say no more!"

"But...... I'm going to find someone to guard! ”

Yang Lan didn't bother talking to her anymore, snatched the torch, and walked out alone.

When the spirit came for the third time, she was keenly aware that something was wrong, and when the signs first appeared, she decisively abandoned the main base and retreated to this spare cave.

As it turned out, she was right.

The main base did not last long, and at this time it had become a cultivation tank for the metal flower, and the original buildings, equipment, weapons, and instruments were all lost.

The quarantine area was sealed with a huge stone, leaving only a gap for one person to enter and exit, and a lone figure was guarding here, seeing Yang Lan, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time asked with infinite hope, "Master, have you been contacted outside?" ”

Yang Lan shook his head, "But I've found a way to deal with erosion, you heard the gunshots, right!?" ”

"I heard, I heard!"

"What about them, all right?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm tired, I haven't moved for a while."

Yang Lan came to the gap and was just about to shout when a blood-red hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the collar and dragged her into the darkness behind the stone.