Perhaps it was the first time that the Shadow Griffin King came into contact with the "game" of science experiments, so it performed more actively than Chen Cang, and offered to provide materials for free.

"It should be enough, this form of rat can be used to explore the way, probably belonging to the ..... Consumable items. Chen Cang explained the purpose of his refining zombie rats.

"And what about the 'soldiers'? Can it be converted? "As a king with territory, the Shadow Gryphon King is more concerned about his military power.

"I haven't experimented with a species of any size, but I've calculated that the bigger it is, the longer it will take."

After listening to Chen Cang's explanation, the Shadow Griffin King's heart moved, and said, "At that moment, I will ask Martha to find a larger beast to come and do an 'experiment' for you." ”

After listening to the words of the Shadow Griffin King, Chen Cang's heart also moved, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "There are still a few mice, when I finish converting, the energy will probably be consumed, and I will have to rest for a few days before I can do the next transformation." ”

The reason why Chen Cang said this was because he didn't want to kill needlessly because of magic experiments, a few mice were used by Chen Cang to explore the path, and they could be regarded as a well-deserved death, but he was a little repulsed by killing just to improve his strength, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he rejected the proposal of the Anyin Griffin King with insufficient energy.

It seems that necromancer cultivation is inseparable from corpses after all, no wonder almost any plane these magicians who deal with death all day are not welcome.

I took out the notebook and pencil for making mathematical models again, scribbled on them, and began the fourth experiment.

"Ding, the undead creature has been successfully transformed, is it transferred to the undead mecha Ge Naku? Yes/No"

Chen Cang silently chose no.

The rat that was still floating seemed to establish a kind of connection with Chen Cang.

Name: Zombie Rat.... rename

Race of origin: Toothed rats

Age: 0 years old (counting from the moment you become an undead creature, counting less than a full year)

Life: 15

Attack: 1

Defense: 6

Stamina: 6

Speed: 7

The second zombie rat was born, and its attributes were a little better than just now, although it had a little less attack power, but Chen Cang's refining of this undead creature was not used to attack.

Take out the notebook.,Look at the model formula.,I feel like it's OK.,If you optimize it again, it's not a moment and a half that will be completed.。

"That's it, right?" Chen Cang said to himself.

Renamed: Zombie Rat 15.1.6.6.7, Zombie Rat 10.2.5.5.5

There are also three mice, Chen Cang took them out together, and they were all transformed, but the result was a bit unexpected, two exploded, one attribute was average, and it was not as good as the first two, seeing this garbage attribute Chen Cang didn't even bother to rename it.

"Mr. Maybach, the 'experiment' is still going on, but there is no need for corpses, and I am going to test the three mice that have been successfully converted.... How capable I am, I need a smaller flying beast to send them down without being detected by the humans below. ”

"It's easy to do!" The Shadow Griffin King was also very interested in what Chen Cang would continue to do, so he recruited a small falcon.

"This is the Fog Falcon, a subsidiary race of our griffin family, and its flight speed is very fast, and it is difficult for humans to detect its whereabouts." The Shadow Gryphon King introduced Chen Cang to this little guy with a snow-white body.

"Hello, beautiful Fog Falcon, please do me a favor and send these three rats to the surface so that they don't be discovered by the humans below."

In the center of the cordon, several reinforcements in isolation suits are doing various tests around the "remains" of Apostle NO.12.

There are a lot of large and small equipment, messy everywhere, although these devices are messy, they are also placed according to their own usage habits.

No one noticed, among the messy equipment, a small mouse sneaked in, and at the moment he was hiding in the gap of a piece of equipment, looking at the people in front of him with small round eyes.

"It's okay, the distance of the magic of visual sharing is much farther than imagined, now it is more than 2000 meters, it has not decayed, and the distance of controlling undead creatures through this magic has also been extended." Chen Cang was talking to himself while sitting in his notebook and taking notes.

The reinforcements in isolation suits were doing the same thing as Chen Cang, but they were studying Apostle No. 12.

Formal scientific research is not like Chen Cang's two-knife, testing at will, writing notes at will, and each step of them is discussed, what to do first, what to do later, and how to deal with what situations they encounter.

As the preliminary investigation deepened, more and more researchers wore isolation gowns, and more and more equipment was piled up.

Time was beating slowly, and it was almost time for lunch.

"The R6 type III cutter hasn't arrived yet, hurry up, I've been waiting for half an hour here." A loud voice came from the mouth of a researcher, probably because he was wearing an isolation suit, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Soon, R6, let's bring type I and type II, type III needs to be temporarily deployed, wait a while, or let's have a meal first and rest for a while."

"Not hungry! Wait until the sampling is complete, let's talk about it. The researcher who asked for the knife looked at the tablet in his hand without raising his head, and studied the data that had already arrived.

"It's troublesome to eat, and you have to take off your protective clothing." A man next to him chimed in.

These people who are engaged in scientific research seem to be only interested in the things they are studying in front of them, and they can obviously save money on things like eating, which are both a waste of time and life.

"Shasha~Shasha~ Call Dr. Xu, please answer when you hear it." In the midst of the clutter, a black walkie-talkie hissed.

"I'm Xu Wenqing, have you delivered the R6 type III cutter I wanted?" The researcher who asked for a knife just now picked up the walkie-talkie and asked directly.

"Just delivered, we need to verify it."

"Verify the fart, hurry up, wait here." Xu Wenqing has been waiting here for a long time, and he is in a bad mood, and dirty words burst out of his mouth.

"Ten minutes, we will follow the program, please wait patiently." The voice across the intercom was polite.

"Okay, you guys hurry up, don't hurry up, if someone else snatches this thing and researches something, then we won't even be able to drink the soup."

Ten minutes later, two soldiers in camouflage uniforms and N95 masks appeared at the checkpoint of the second cordon. At this time, they were carrying two metal boxes, being interrogated by the soldiers at the checkpoint.

When Xu Wenqing saw this scene, he knew that the R6 type III cutter he wanted had been delivered, and he couldn't help muttering in a whisper when he was anxious to carry out the next experiment: "True ink, I don't know how to optimize the program." ”

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