Abnormality comes, my right hand peels off everything

"Hey! Where's my door? Who stole it? Why haven't you turned on the light yet?"

"No one? Speak!"

In the middle of the night, the streets were deserted and the street lights were dim.

Only a staggering drunk was yelling to himself, holding a half bottle of Niulanshan in his hand.

"yue——"

"Toilet! Where's the toilet? When did my house become so big!"

"burp——"

After yelling for half a street, the drunk retched and turned into an alley. In the dim light, he saw a man in a hooded cloak squatting in the alley with his back to him.

"Hey! Where did you come from? You came to my toilet to steal things, and you urinated and defecated everywhere! Don't you know to use the toilet!"

The hooded man seemed to be stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the trash can not far away.

"You said, that's your toilet?"

"Yeah! How is it? Not only is it taller than yours, it's also bigger! Do you think you're great just because you have some stinky money? Ah!"

Mo Zhou threw the stray cat in his hand, letting the little guy run away, and turned to look at the drunk behind him.

Turning on the flashlight, the drunk was a little dodgy.

But Mo Zhou suddenly laughed when he saw the other person's ragged clothes:

"I seem to have seen you somewhere, which bridge hole do you live in?"

"Ah! Shut up! I finally saved money to buy a bottle of wine today, and you guys still want it, and you still despise me. Do you really think I don't dare to hit people!"

The drunk was suddenly furious when the flashlight was shone on him, and he threw the bottle at Mo Zhou.

But the staggering drunk was probably not even able to beat a child at this time. Mo Zhou slightly turned sideways, and the guy fell to the ground by himself.

Mo Zhou took the bottle from the other person's hand with his right hand, looked at the bottle for a second with a vigilant look, and then suddenly smashed the bottle against the wall!

Dang! Dang! Dang!

A crisp knocking sound rang out, and no matter how hard Mo Zhou tried, the bottle did not break.

"Well, today's 49th experiment, the Niulanshan wine bottle is suspected to have lost its [low toughness] or [fragility]... or it may be [destructibility]. At least the hardness of glass itself is usually higher than that of iron, but its poor toughness makes it fragile.

At present, ordinary falls and collisions have not caused damage to the Niulanshan wine bottle, but whether the loss of characteristics will make the wine bottle become [high toughness], [infinite toughness] or [indestructible] remains to be verified."

Mo Zhou recorded the experimental data casually, then looked at the drunk man who was knocked unconscious and smiled:

"Although you let me let the cat go, you also provided me with a relatively perfect experimental result. Logically, you should be rewarded.

But what reward should I give you... Otherwise, how about rewarding you with a chance to be reborn?"

The drunk man lay on the ground and twisted constantly, retching in his mouth, and did not respond to Mo Zhou's words.

In response, Mo Zhou tacitly agreed to his proposal.

He stepped on the drunk's chest with one foot, then grabbed his arm and rolled up his sleeves, and held the drunk's wrist with his right hand.

"Ah!"

The next second, Mo Zhou felt his feet go empty, and the drunkard screamed and seemed to faint.

When Mo Zhou shone the flashlight at the drunkard again like opening a blind box, the drunkard's arms and even the whole body were only a white skeleton!

Mo Zhou looked a little disappointed, and turned his head to look at the ground beside him.

Sure enough, a loose flesh and blood with fur was lying next to the skeleton.

It was all the flesh and blood on the drunkard's body except the skeleton.

Snap! Snap!

Without saying a word, Mo Zhou went up and slapped the flesh and blood twice.

Snap!

Seeing that the other party did not move, Mo Zhou increased his strength and slapped him again.

But it was still quiet.

After confirming that the other party was indeed just a product of separated bones and flesh, Mo Zhou looked at the corpse under his feet and put down his feet.

"So, it hurt you just now because I stepped on the bones?"

Snap! Snap!

Mo Zhou said to himself, and then slapped the skeleton twice.

"Well - don't scream, where did such a big mosquito come from!"

This time there was indeed a reaction, but the skeleton just turned over and there was no movement.

"Is it asleep?"

Mo Zhou thought to himself, looking at the Niulanshan thrown on the ground.

"Is this thing really that powerful?"

However, he was very satisfied with the skeleton's reaction.

"Hey, it's quite quiet here, let's play here?"

"Here? It's not good outside."

"It's not the first time, you and your partner..."

"Don't mention that unlucky guy, why are you so anxious every day..."

Mo Zhou was thinking about how to deal with it later, and suddenly heard a man and a woman pulling in. He frowned and said to himself:

"It seems that there are too many experimental products delivered to my door today. I don't like working overtime."

The man and woman also walked into the alley at this time, and happened to see the expressionless Mo Zhou and a "corpse" beside him. Their expressions were dulled for a moment, and then they trembled like sieves, and their faces became terrified.

Snap!

But before the two could scream, a finger snapped and a flash of fire suddenly appeared in front of them!

Boom——

"Ahhhhhh!"

A flame almost blasted out of the alley, followed by two short screams at the same time, which died down in two or three seconds, and the alley returned to darkness.

"Spoiling... Fortunately, this time it was clean and neat, and they couldn't find anything on me."

After adding two more fires and sending a cremation service, Mo Zhou returned to the street, took out two sacks from the trunk, packed the two products of bone and flesh separation and threw them into the trunk, and drove away.

In the car, Mo Zhou turned on the voice input and recorded:

"Today's 50th experiment.

Well, this time the bone and flesh separation occurred again, and the experimental subject lost [flesh and blood], [hair]... No, it should be [other body tissues except bones].

But unlike the previous bone and flesh separation, the experimental subject has the following special conditions:

1. This time the experimental subject miraculously survived and can speak, and it is suspected that it can survive for a long time;

2. Judging from the way this kid spoke, the loss of blood, flesh and vocal cords and other organs did not affect its normal behavior. It is suspected that only the external substances were stripped this time, and its physiological functions were retained...

It sounds a bit weird, but just like the chicken that could run without legs last time, it seems that under the concept of [organ], its [existence] and [function] are Independent components are just superimposed on the [organ].

This reminds me of Gongsun Long's "Hard and White Theory". Hardness and whiteness are independent of each other and cannot exist on a stone at the same time.

But what I saw is exactly the other extreme. They can exist at the same time, but they do not affect each other when separated.

A soft stone is really normal, isn't it?

There is one last doubt. Alas, I have to delete and modify the records when I go back. I can't help but complain when I input voice:

3. At present, it is not clear whether the separation characteristic is a short-term characteristic or a permanent characteristic. If it is a permanent characteristic, does it have absoluteness, that is, root nature? If it is a short-term characteristic, how can its flesh and blood grow back?

This requires follow-up observation of the experimental subject. "

After making preliminary records, Mo Zhou bought some supper and hurried home.

Fortunately, his house is relatively remote and single-family, and there are not many people nearby at night.

After moving the two sacks into the house, Mo Zhou dragged them straight to the study.

Rather than a study, it is more like a characteristic item collection room, which contains all kinds of strange things.

An electric fan that doesn't need to be plugged in, a pen that never finishes writing, a ping-pong ball that doesn't make a sound when thrown on the ground, a lighter whose flame has no temperature...

There are also some living things, such as a frog that can't move, well, literally can't move, even if the house is destroyed, it's still here, and its relative position to the blue planet won't change.

Mo Zhou was very glad that this thing was not absolutely stationary, otherwise it would travel 80,000 miles a day, and everything on this latitude would be penetrated.

There was also a little white mouse that he made into a specimen, which was a pity.

It was originally immune to flames, so Mo Zhou threw it into the fire, but he didn't expect that this guy was simply immune to the burning of flames, or to increase the ignition point, but only the fur was immune to pain, so that he was burned to death in the end.

In order to commemorate this little guy, its specimen has been placed on the bookshelf.

And now, Mo Zhou took out a huge iron cage and storage box from the storage room, and threw the skeleton and skin bag into them respectively.

For the next night, this cage will be the drunk's home. Whether he can get more comfortable treatment depends on how much he "willingly" cooperates.

"Well, this is also a kind of transformation, so I won't break my promise."