With a steady nod of his left hand, a drop of blue juice was dripped into the glass, quickly merging with the powder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing that the mixture turned purple-red, Ding Yuanyang sighed, this color should have failed, the information consulted showed that it was purple and black, and even the color was different, and the effect must be different.

However, it is difficult to say whether this thing has a toxin or not, and it seems that we will have to catch a few living creatures to experiment.

As he finished adding water to the mixture and was about to seal it, five small things suddenly rushed towards his place.

Even though Ding Yuanyang was fast, he only caught three, and he could only watch the little guy who missed rush to the poison he had concocted, and enjoy it like a delicacy.

Ding Yuanyang felt a little confused, he was obviously concocting poison, logically speaking, rats, creatures with natural sensibilities, should be able to retreat, and it is impossible to rush up and mouth.

But he didn't care, he was going to find a living creature to test the poison, and now it was a lot easier, just let the little thing eat enough, and the other three were observed as a comparison group.

Seeing that the mixed liquid in the glass dish was almost half eaten, the mouse still showed no signs of poisoning, and it was estimated that it had failed, so Ding Yuanyang took off the gas mask.

But the moment he took the things off his face, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and most of the unpleasant smell in the room just now disappeared, but there was a faint fragrance in the air.

The delicate fragrance comes from the mixture, and after adding water and filtering out some sediment at the bottom, the color of the mixture turns to a light purple red, which looks very good.

Could it be that he made perfume by accident? Ding Yuanyang looked at the sealed mixture speechlessly, and at his feet, the little guy looked at him with pitiful eyes.

Now it can be basically determined that the mixture prepared by himself does not contain toxins at all, and it is unknown whether there are other effects.

And the source of the smell in the room has also been found, which is the smell emanating from the three little guys on their hands.

Why don't the two at the feet smell like this, these five should be the same species, is it because they have eaten the "poison" they have concocted?

Thinking about it, he grabbed one of them and put it in front of the petri dish, and without him having to do anything, the little mouse consciously devoured the mixture.

When Ding Yuanyang drove it aside, the little thing didn't seem to have eaten enough, and it struggled to get around his obstructive hand.

Ding Yuanyang picked it up and smelled it, and sure enough, there was no longer that smell on his body, it seemed that the perfume he had developed was a real perfume, and even such a stinky thing could remove its smell.

After feeding the remaining two, there was finally no longer that smell in the room, and even some aromas hit people, the smell of the mixture was too good, but Ding Yuanyang was afraid that it contained chronic toxins, so he put a gas mask on his face.

The four little things were very smart, and they knew that there was something very fragrant to eat with the person in front of them, so they didn't hide from Ding Yuanyang, and later let go of their courage and climbed on him.

After Ding Yuanyang saw that these little things didn't bite, he let them run around the room, and he sat cross-legged on the bed and thought, he was sure that there were no these little guys in this room before.

I can guess with my toes who did it, except for the girl who is hostile to herself, who else is so boring, and I have to be more vigilant against her in the future, maybe the things I put in next time will not be so ordinary.

In the next few days, Chen Sinuo woke up every day and looked forward to it, but when she saw Ding Yuanyang's indifferent appearance, she wanted to rush to this person, grab his collar and ask, does the smell in the room smell good, it is a bhikshu mouse!

Three days later, finally this girl couldn't sit still, and when Ding Yuanyang went to the library, she quietly opened the door of his room, and was ready to pinch her nose with her hand, but suddenly a fragrance rushed into her Yao nose.

"What does it smell like? Oh my God, it smells so good. ”

couldn't help but raise her head and sniff lightly, she still couldn't tell what kind of floral fragrance it was, anyway, it smelled better than the top perfume she used.

Now she suddenly became enlightened, no wonder this kid was able to stay in the room, it turned out that he was secretly cheating and covering up the smell with aroma.

But she was really curious now, what brand of perfume did Ding Yuanyang buy, it smelled so good, and the ordinary aroma couldn't hide the smell of the bhikshu rat.

Suddenly, sitting on the edge of the bed, she woke up, she was trying to get rid of him, but not to ask about perfume, damn, even the second plan didn't work, what should I do now?

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In the library, Ding Yuanyang continued to be enclosed in that small space, and outside, the old man looked at the wall helplessly, all methods have been exhausted in the past few days, and he still can't get the permission to enter, what identity is this black-haired boy using to access the device.

In front of the scanner, the silver Trident Medal helped Ding Yuanyang unlock a lot of secret-level information, and it was really convenient to have the identity of a nobleman.

Ding Yuanyang squinted, and finally found the information related to that strange seed.

The Tree of Life, which grows in the western region of the universe, is the most sacred existence within the Spirit Clan, with a large canopy that grows into thirty-six branches.

Each branch grows on a separate planet, forming an overwhelming tree, on which the spirits are born and live, and the big tree is like a mother to them.

This is not the most terrifying, there is a saying that the plants and trees in the universe are all differentiated from the tree of life, and its rhizomes are intertwined through the universe, forming a "bloodline" that can pass through space.

The node technology that people rely on to travel through the universe today is based on this, and it can be said that without this "tree", there would be no current era of space travel.

In fact, according to this information, the tree of life cannot be regarded as a woody plant at all, but rather similar in traits to fungi.

The thirty-six trees are like mushroom umbrellas on the ground, and the low and huge root system is the main body.

Every 100 years, the Tree of Life bears three or five "natural seeds", but none of these seeds can be planted, let alone cultivated to become a second Tree of Life.

I looked carefully at the pictures on the data and compared them, and the other traits of my own seed were different except for the pattern on the appearance of the seed coat, and there was no record of the ability to absorb energy.

Flip down, there is something else behind, but with his own baron, he can't decipher it yet.

Ding Yuanyang subconsciously touched his left chest, it turned out that the black seed was such an anti-heaven thing, and now he couldn't sense its existence, and he was still a little unaccustomed.

It's a stuffy feeling, like someone who could swim and suddenly can't float in the water.

He wasn't even sure if the seed was still in his body, maybe someone had done it before he was imprisoned in the Death Star Prison.

It's ridiculous to think about it, when I was parasitized at the beginning, I tried my best to remove the seeds from my body, but now I miss it. (To be continued.) )