The sprites I created are so good

Chapter 88 Transferring Gas Bombs

Finally, the gas bombs are about to start moving.

Living in the training tank all the time, no matter how good-tempered the gas bomb is, it is still a little unhappy.

Fortunately, Menglao has already contacted the country in the past few days, and will conduct a test on the stability of the gas bomb in a remote factory.

Li Qiuran naturally strongly supported this.

He is very confident in the gas bomb, which can definitely adapt to the environment perfectly.

Early in the morning, a large truck stopped at the gate of Hongbai Company.

Out of it came a lot of guards, people decorated by security guards.

They walked into the red and white company in groups.

"who are they?"

"It's so serious!" The staff talked a lot.

Under Zhang Meng's guidance, these people followed her to the laboratory.

In the laboratory, Li Qiuran wore protective clothing and interacted with gas bombs through the glass.

"Isn't it boring to stay inside these few days? You can go out to play later." Li Qiuran comforted the gas bomb in a low voice.

Gas bomb with a silly smile, happily circling to express the joy in his heart.

The poisonous gas emitted by his body circled in the cultivation tank as he rotated.

After holding it back for so many days and eating ordinary-tasting gas all day long, he was already tired of it.

Soon, these security guards entered the laboratory, and under the command of Meng Lao, they held up the culture tank.

The cultivation tank weighs at least a few hundred catties, but the gas bomb itself doesn't weigh much.

But even so, it was quite strenuous for the security guard to hold him.

The gas bomb in the cultivation tank seemed a little flustered, and kept hitting the wall of the cultivation tank.

Li Qiuran comforted him for a while, and the gas bomb finally calmed down.

Meng Lao was thoughtful on the side, "The panic in my heart didn't cause an explosion."

"I don't know how you will react when you go to an unfamiliar environment?"

"It's pretty stable for now."

Escorted, the culture tanks were soon loaded onto trucks and secured by chains.

Avoid breaking the culture tank due to the shaking of the truck on the way.

Li Qiuran and Meng Lao spontaneously sat in the back of the truck, staying with the gas bomb.

With Li Qiuran here, the mood of gas bombs has calmed down a lot.

Inside the truck, Li Qiuran also chatted with Neng Lai.

"Teacher, how long will the gas bombs stay in that factory?"

"This kind of thing can't be rushed, it will take at least a month. After confirming the stability and safety, we will cultivate a large number of gas bombs." Meng Lao pondered.

The self-exploding physique of the gas bomb is too dangerous.

The most suitable living environment for him is some chemical plants or sewers.

Therefore, the test for gas bombs must be very strict.

Li Qiuran also understands this, but if an elf stays in the factory for gas bombs, it will inevitably be lonely.

However, the toxicity carried by gas bombs makes it impossible to make friends with ordinary animals.

If this goes on for a long time, problems will inevitably arise.

Li Qiuran thought for a while and asked, "Can we cultivate a few more gas bombs and let them live in the factory together to undergo the test, so that they can also be companions."

"Cultivate one, it's hard to explain if there are too many." Meng Lao nodded.

Elves are different from ordinary genetic creatures. In Meng Lao's view, elves are already the species (mind) closest to humans.

After getting along with the elves these few days, Meng Lao also deeply fell in love with these quirky little guys.

As soon as Meng Lao finished speaking, the gas bombs in the cultivation tank started spinning excitedly.

"By the way? Can gas bombs reproduce?" Meng Lao slapped his head suddenly and asked.

He originally asked this question, but there were too many things in the past few days, and he didn't remember it until now.

"All elves lay eggs, and they can lay eggs." Li Qiuran replied, wiping off her sweat.

The inside of the truck was a little stuffy, also because of the lack of ventilation.

Li Qiuran looked at the gas bomb with some concern.

He was afraid that the temperature would affect the gas bomb.

Fortunately, the gas bomb looked calm and didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

"How long will it take for them to have the ability to incubate eggs?" Meng Lao asked.

Li Qiuran did a careful calculation, and the big milk pot matures in one year, so the other elves should be about the same.

So he replied: "About a year."

"One year is very short."

Compared with humans, the growth rate of elves is too amazing.

Humans reach adulthood at 18, and generally get married and have children after 20.

But some people
12 year old giving birth
terror!
However, it is still pale in comparison to the elves.

After a while of chatting, the truck also stopped.

From the back door of the truck, you can see the whole factory.

This is an ordinary factory, but the stench can be faintly smelled from the outside.

Putting on the masks handed over by the staff, Li Qiuran and Meng Lao followed the large army.

On the way, the staff introduced: "The interior of the factory simulates the living environment of the sewer to the greatest extent.

There are also all-round cameras with no dead ends in the factory.

Not only that, we also have dedicated researchers to record the growth status of gas bombs to ensure their safety. "

The factory is not small, but if there is only one gas bomb in it, it will be lonely.

He led a group of people to the door.

哗

The iron curtain was pulled upwards abruptly, and a foul smell rushed over.

Even wearing a mask, Li Qiuran felt a little sick.

The staff put the gas bombs in the factory, and then opened the cultivation tank.

As soon as it came out of the cultivation tank, the gas bombs turned around excitedly, sucking in and sucking in the turbid air into the abdomen.

You can see the joy and satisfaction from his heart from his dumb face.

"It seems that he is quite satisfied here."

"Then we can leave with confidence." Li Qiuran said.

He looked at the gas bomb. At this time, the gas bomb also knew that it was time to say goodbye. He circled around Li Qiuran with some reluctance, and then flew into the factory.

I'll bring you a companion soon! " Li Qiuran waved his hand towards the gas bomb, and suddenly his nose was slightly sour.

In fact, he doesn't like elves like gas bombs.

I believe very few people like it.

Because the gas bomb itself is highly toxic and has a foul smell.

Such sprites are not pleasant in themselves.

But their effect is much greater than that of ordinary elves.

Elves like gas bombs and stinky mud are suitable for living in polluted, dirty environments, relying on air and garbage for food.

Li Qiuran has many elves, and there will be more elves in the future.

He certainly can't give love to every elf.

But for Gaston, Li Qiuran is his only relative.

There is no other favorite person or thing in his world, only Li Qiuran.

Li Qiuran suddenly sighed.

Now, I am actually the world of gas bombs.

But I was a little bit against the smell carried by the gas bomb itself.

He couldn't change himself, so he could only compensate for the gas bomb as much as possible, and cultivate a new gas bomb to the factory as soon as possible.

Li Qiuran took a deep look at the cheerfully flying gas bombs entering the depths of the factory, and followed the pace of leaving.

Bang!
The gate of the factory was slowly closed, and the inspection life of gas bombs officially began!
And Li Qiuran is full of confidence in this.

(End of this chapter)