Song Jie walked to the experimental table, only to find that on the experimental table, there was a dying little white mouse lying in a small square glass box. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little mouse was skinny and skinny.

The glass case had only a few small holes for ventilation, and the rest of the outlets were tightly fitted to the box, leaving the mice with nothing to eat.

Song Jie, who was almost numb in his brain at the beginning, never thought that this little guy would survive, and naturally he couldn't think of preparing food for him.

It's still alive.

Not to mention the embedded microrobot that Song Jie first fed to it, and the biological reagents that he fed it later, it was not easy to survive just starving for so many days.

Song Jie thought with some surprise, after all, it was a life, even if it and peed in the small glass box, so that Song Jie smelled an uncomfortable smell after walking in, Song Jie still opened the lid on the glass box for the first time. She also had a small compressed biscuit in her pocket. Song Jie broke it a little and put it to the little mouse's mouth.

Little Girl's eyelids twitched for a moment, then slowly opened, and when she saw the food, she slowly moved over. He stretched out his small red tongue and licked it. When it moved, some small black round grains rolled around it, and Song Jie didn't pay much attention to it as a ball of. Even this little dot seems to be full of love for cleanliness, and they are weak like this, and they insist on pooping and peeing on the other side.

Song Jie took a disposable small beaker from the side, took some water, and put it in the box.

After breaking a small piece and putting it in the box, Song Jie sat down in front of the glass display screen opposite the laboratory and called up the video footage of the days when he was away.

He almost subconsciously set up the camera that day, and after turning it on, Song Jie was a little funny to see that he was dragged out by Yunxi without any resistance.

Then, only the little white mouse was left in front of the camera.

The little mouse nested there very honestly at first, staring at a pair of big dull eyes and not knowing what to think, and it could be seen that this was a rat that had despaired of life.

In the past, this rat was pricked by Song Jie, fed with medicine, and rarely had a serious meal, and after the meal, he was also fed a small robot that could block the throat.

I can't breathe well, how can life not be hopeless.

In the end, Song Jie was fed the biological medicine he had prepared before leaving.

That's right, medicine again.

It's not a good thing to drink for anything, especially for a rat like it. It's a rat that is desperate for life.

It's normal to have no light in your eyes.

However, Song Jie found that the mouse's expression gradually changed.

A strange glow gradually appeared in its pupils, and then the whole mouse became much more energetic. There was also a glow in his eyes.

And then the rat, which it spits on, highlights a bunch of flocculent things that look like strands of hair. Then the rat seemed to be another rat and squeaked in the box for a long time. It took a long time to quiet down. The little mouse seemed to be inspecting the territory, patrolling left and right, and moving majestically and vigorously. In the end, the little mouse who had finished patrolling stared at the camera with a cold gaze.

This look was too human, and it made Song Jie give birth to the exquisite eyes of a creature with equal intelligence.

Then the mouse lay down on the spot.

In the footage after that, it has been motionless, Song Jie has adjusted the speed and time ratio of the video, and you can clearly see that the hair-like flocculent matter dried up little by little, and finally wrinkled together, turning into small round grains, it turned out that these things were not pulled out by the little guy, but spit out.

Song Jie was speechless.

But what the hell is this?

Before he could figure it out, there was a sudden sound of rushing water from the sink.

Song Jie turned his head to look.

I don't know why, the faucet is turning on at the moment, but the little guy in the glass box is gone.

Song Jie walked towards the pool, he was a little cautious, if it was really that little guy, would he break out and hurt people. Song Jie thought about that look.

"Is there any hot water?" Song Jie felt a fluctuation, and his brain automatically translated the content into a complete sentence.

This little thing is really a good thing.

After becoming a spirit whisperer, Song Jie can indeed understand the voice of animals, but the communication of animals does not require much complicated language, and the four words used to describe them seem to be exaggerated, especially the birds with small heads, Song Jie can only understand words like help. It's not that he's not capable enough, it's that they mean so much.

Like an insect or something, Song Jie, who had small fluctuations, couldn't feel it, let alone communicate with it.

But this little mouse can clearly express his thoughts like a dialogue, which is not what it is.

"Ask you, is there hot water?" The voice asked again undiscouraged.

Song Jie was a little speechless.

He took out a large beaker and placed it on the alcohol lamp, lighting it to heat the water.

Ten minutes later, Song Jie removed the beaker, extinguished the alcohol lamp, reached out and fished the little mouse out of the pool and put it in the beaker with a comfortable water temperature.

"Hey, you're trying to burn me." The mouse kicks its legs up like a frying hair.

"Don't worry," Song Jie subconsciously replied when he heard the voice, "You stayed in the cold water for too long just now, so you felt hot, and it will be fine for a while." ”

The fluttering little guy was a little more honest, and after a while he happily chased his tail in the water and played.

Song Jie finally had time to care about what the guinea pig spit out was sensible.

He took out a pair of tweezers, and even prepared a microscope, and carefully picked up a small black object and put it on a glass slide, this black shell, he guessed might be the appearance of the hair after it had dried up, and wrapped the contents inside. Song Jie carefully opened the shell with small tweezers, "This is a solid ??! Song Jie looked confused, this is still black except black, what was the middle of the mass at that time.

Song Jie, who did not give up, pressed the coverslip up, and then put the thing in front of the microscope, this time he saw that under the light reflected by the mirror, there were many small silver balls in the black. It's clearly those microrobots.

His experiment really worked!!

Song Jie couldn't hide his excitement and hammered the table. Then he stiffened in embarrassment, he had succeeded, but he had forgotten how he had made the potion.

The desktop was cleaned up by him, and Song Jie couldn't figure out how he matched the biological reagent at the beginning, fortunately, there were still drug residues in half a test tube on the table, and there was a wooden cork on it to avoid deterioration, but the problem was that Meilin has not yet reached the point where Sima is a live horse doctor, at least not under Song Jie's understanding.

It is still necessary to send the ingredients for inspection, and more experiments are needed, in case the mouse is peculiar himself.

Song Jie opened the cork, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then his face turned a lot ugly.

It seems that the contents have neutralized the nature, this bottle of reagent is completely colorless and odorless, and he has no way of knowing what kind of reagent this thing is when he tests the elements.

It's an unsolvable game, okay?

Song Jie resisted the urge to fight with Xu Yimo, the chairman of the so-called Xenomorph Organization, gritted his teeth and sat back in front of the glass display.

Song Jie's eyes lit up suddenly, by the way, did the video shoot the table before cleaning up.

Song Jie hopes that the camera can be automatically recorded without being turned on.

Unfortunately, it's all extravagant.

Why can't the reagent bottle be a little more human, remember how long it has been used?

Song Jie could only carefully and carefully hide the only remaining half of the test-tube medicine in his hand in the drawer of the medicine cabinet, and put away the experimental table by himself, preparing to re-conduct the experiment according to the ideas at that time.

The thin little mouse that was swimming wantonly in the beaker seemed to feel something, squeaked twice, two little paws grabbed the rim of the beaker, and the small eyes of mung beans stared at Song Jie vigilantly, and there was a tendency to jump off the bathtub without saying a word.

"Don't worry, this time it's only matched, and I won't test you for medicine." Song Jie is helpless, now this guy can talk to himself, and then use it Song Jie has a feeling of attacking people, this kind of thing is not bold enough for him to do.

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In the sky, a red blood moon.

In City A, an inexplicable wind swept up fine dust on the ground.

Han Sitian stood on the playground of No. 1 Middle School, raised his eyes and looked at the moon in the sky, today, it is the time when ** is separated from the yang energy, the red moon is in the sky, and the fog is heavy.

Since the morning, she has been drawing talismans, and at this moment, in front of her is a strange symbol drawn with green vine juice, the reason why she chose the juice of the vine is because the vine has spirituality, and the flower branches contain energy, which is in line with the meaning of summoning power.

She used bizarre symbols to draw a pie-like field on the ground intermittently.

Ke Yuxi's body was lying quietly on the ground in the center at the moment, and the moonlight shone on her face, making her whole person feel a little alive. Hu Ke stood in the distance, she didn't help much, those things that squeezed the vine juice were all done by Alpha's clansmen, after all, that thing was poisonous, and it was difficult for ordinary people like her to get started. The purpose of her stay here was simply to let Han Sitian have a companion.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Han Sitian stood there, the moon was far away in the sky, Hu Ke watched from afar, but he felt that the moon was getting bigger and bigger in the field of vision, Han Sitian was getting smaller and smaller, and Ke Yuxi on the ground was getting smaller and smaller.

It seemed that what stood under her feet was no longer the ground, but the vast sky, the moon was so close, so big, and the blood-red light reflected on her face, as if Hu Ke could touch it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

It's a terrifying feeling.

It's not rosy at all.

The moon was hazy with transparent ghosts, and red light emanated from them.

"Help me." This is who is talking! Hu Ke was so frightened that she took a step back, only to find that she was still standing on the playground, Han Sitian was still standing there, and the moon had not changed much, and it was honestly hanging in the sky.

Hu Ke stretched out his hand and patted his face, "Hallucinations, they must all be hallucinations." ”

But this time it must not be a hallucination.

A faint red light seemed to be separated from the moon, and on the magic circle, a green light suddenly rushed up, suddenly opposite the red.

Then I was attracted to two whites, one weak and one slightly stronger. Hazy onto Ke Yuxi's face.

"How so?" Han Sitian muttered softly, looking at Ke Yuxi in the center of the magic array, his eyes were full of solemnity, "How can a spirit attraction formation attract two true spirits." ”

The two white smoke entangled and tore at each other, and they were about to collapse and dissipate.

"Forget it, it's better to be alive than dead."

Han Sitian stepped into the magic circle in two steps, and almost at the same time as she entered, the green light was interrupted, the blood red was great, and the two white qi were even weaker.

She quickly took out a brush from her pocket, bit her fingertips almost at the same time, and dipped the brush in her own blood to draw a spell on Ke Yuxi's face, "The main spirit is in the right position, the secondary spirit is next to it, return to the position quickly!" ”

The blood became a curse, turned golden, and the white thin soul finally slowly melted into Ke Yuxi's face, and the night finally quieted down again.