At this moment, Chu Jungui only had one sentence in his heart: Brother Dao who saw the ghost!

Just as he was about to continue the interrogation, the edges of his eyes in the black air were suddenly a little blurred, and there were signs of dissipation, and even the light projected was getting weaker and weaker, and the handwriting was even more indistinct.

"Play dead?" said Middel grinning, feeling that even if it was such a black cloud, he would always have a way to make it speak.

"No, I'm dying. Chu Jungui could see that the strength of the bioelectric field of the black gas was weakening, which was not something that could be pretended.

Le Mans then said: "Perhaps, it is hungry?"

Chu Jungui was thoughtful.

"Hungry?" Middleton was a little confused.

"It just came out of the incubator, and it broke down. In a sense, it's the equivalent of premature birth. No matter what kind of creature it is, it needs to eat when it is born. Le Mans explained intermittently, insisting on finishing his sentence, even though Middleton put him under considerable pressure. With the discovery of Le Mans crystals and the design of the grain power furnace, Le Mans' position on the site increased.

Chu Jungui asked, "Then what does it eat?"

"We can try the species of this planet. It was born here, and the food should be here. "Le Mans Road.

There were most of the samples of the discovered organisms in Base 2, so Chu Jungui took a little bit and put them in the labeled incubators. These incubators are the size of bottle caps, and you can fit dozens of them on one plate. After filling a plate, Chu Jungui sent it into the glass cover.

The black qi immediately became excited and slammed into the incubator. It even stretches its body as much as it can into a thin layer to cover the entire plate.

Chu Jungui's eyesight was strong enough to see that almost all the samples in the incubator were decreasing. Although the amount is small enough to be counted by cells, the test subject is able to distinguish it.

From the flesh and blood of alien beasts, to the leaves and roots of purple leaf grass and shrubs, to the trunk fibers of double-leaved trees, this black gas eats everything, and does not leak a single one. It seems that as long as it is organic, it can be included in its recipes.

"I'm not a picky eater. Chu Jungui silently complained in his heart.

However, the subject forgot that his own recipe was almost that wide.

The binge lasted for a full hour, but to those with bad eyes, such as Le Mans, there was no shortage of things in the incubator.

This is not to blame Le Mans, the black gas has tried its best to gnaw for so long, but it is only gnawing off the five layers of cells.

An hour later, the black gas seemed to have finally eaten enough and left the incubator. It's just that although its body is gone, its eyes are still staring at the tray, full of reluctance.

It finally rolled its eyes and shot a light: "Something like this ......"

A small cloud of black gas gathered inside its body, and after a moment another eye appeared, also casting light, and wrote under the original line: "One plate a day!"

Chu Jungui finally sorted out his thoughts that were in a mess in an instant, and asked, "How long is a day?"

The two eyes of the black qi went up and down, and he looked at Chu Jungui with the eyes of a fool:

"Do you need to ask?"

"24 hours, of course!"

"Haven't read?"

"Teacher's academic qualifications?"

A line of words scrolled, and he couldn't see that Chu Jungui couldn't go smoothly in one breath, and his eyes were blue, and he almost crashed.

The subject took a deep breath, and the three components worked at full strength, and in an instant, he came up with countless countermeasures.

Chu Jungui ignored the still rolling subtitles, silently opened the glass cover, and took away the tray.

The subtitles came to an abrupt end.

The black gas was almost completely attached to the glass cover, and his two eyes stared at the tray in Chu Jungui's hand, and he said:

"If you have something to say, talk about it!"

"Hugh is going to be rough!"

Chu Jungui was so angry that he laughed, and he didn't want to be rude? If he couldn't even control a cloud of newborn black qi, he would be in vain for the deep space warrior created by the Tang Dynasty with the power of the country.

However, this time it was not politics or tactical deception that made the merit, but the artistic component. According to the component himself, art can not only hit the heart, but also penetrate into the soul, so even if this black gas has no heart and cannot directly hit the heart, it can see the foodie nature of this thing at a glance.

Although Chu Jungui always felt that this was not the meaning of hitting the heart, but the result was good, so there was no need to delve into the details.

Chu Jungui stood still with the tray, just looking at the black qi so quietly.

The black qi suddenly began to converge towards the center, and the light in the two eyes quickly dimmed. Chu Jungui was taken aback, secretly thinking that he would not accidentally kill this thing. At this moment, the black qi tried his best to project the last ray of light:

"Eat and sleep, 12 hours later, eat ......"

All the black qi gathered and turned into a thick black air mass the size of a peanut, and his eyes sank into the center of the air mass and did not move.

The change was unexpected, and Chu Jungui turned his head to look at Le Mans.

"Most newborn beings sleep after eating, which is to conserve the maximum amount of energy in order to concentrate on growth," Le Mans pondered. This thing seems to be the same, but it can't control the desire to sleep. ”

Chu Jungui asked, "What is this thing?"

"Further research is needed. I want to take a sample from it. ”

Chu Jungui groaned for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, as little as possible." ”

Le Mans nodded, took out his tools, and carefully removed a little from the black gas. This little thing is really gas, and Le Mans uses a vacuum test tube to suck it off. The black gas moved a little uneasily, and then continued to sleep.

The black gas in the test tube clings to the wall of the tube towards the side of the body, wanting to return.

Le Mans carefully held the black gas, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a treasure, and said, "I will try to use it sparingly." By the way, for the sake of research, can the use of Tinder be allocated more?"

"It's all yours. Chu Jun returned.

Le Mans left happily, Chu Jungui asked people to build a special air-lock room, and then put the glass cover containing the black gas in the air-lock room, and a team of two was on duty 24 hours a day to prevent the black gas from escaping.

At this moment, the black gas was sleepless and did not react to the outside world, but then its concentration was increasing, and the biomagnetic field was also increasing. It does seem to be sleeping and growing in the body.

Chu Jungui instructed the guards to record all the data, and left this special cell.

I haven't come back for a few days, Base 2 has been steadily expanding according to the plan, and there are a lot of things to do, anyway, this black gas has to sleep for another 12 hours, so I can't wake up, and it's not too late to wait for it to wake up and try again.

The return of the mobile base, in addition to adding a stronghold of firepower, also brought back a large amount of raw materials and production capacity. Chu Jungui put the production capacity of biochips in the sequence of considerable priority. At present, the computing power of Tinder is seriously insufficient, and if the base wants to develop, all aspects need computing power support, and the research work is becoming more and more detailed and the workload is getting bigger and bigger.

New research tasks, even if they have been split, are starting to struggle with Middleton's general-level chips. There are no split tasks, even if they are small tasks, which makes Rose's chip tight.

In addition to Chu Jungui, even Lin Xi and Hathaway's personal chips will soon encounter bottlenecks.