Research Report on the Social Environment of Worm Planet

"Whimsical rich man, what a waste of effort."

The researcher in a white coat adjusted his glasses and pressed the button to terminate the nutrition delivery with emotion.

The transparent mirror reflects the complicated and difficult formulas on the screen, the characters jump and fly, and the desperate results are calculated, and the symbol exuding fluorescent blue light finally stays on the period.

A fellow researcher at the back was holding a lunch box, sat on a chair, and relaxed with his legs crossed: "It's fine if you can't get a salary, and don't care how they burn it."

"As a scientific researcher, don't you want to make some achievements and leave your own footprints in the history of the alliance's technological development? It's too sad to waste time here."

The researcher looked at the creatures in the petri dish, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a hint of disgust mixed in.

It was a monster.

The body of the young child, together with the head of the insect, has ferocious and sharp mouthparts, and the arms have turned into praying mantis-like blades. The slender and sharp limbs shrink behind the back, suspended in the culture solution soundlessly.

Colleagues sit in chairs and face the ugly creatures in the petri dish without any psychological pressure.He picked out a piece of roasted meat from the lunch box, put it in his mouth to chew and swallow.

"It's obvious that you have betrayed the spirit of science for the sake of money, so why are you pretending to be a dream seeker?"

The researcher removes the eyes and puts them in the breast pocket.

"I have heard of such a passage.

"Roughly speaking, a person dies three times, death means biological death, funeral means social death, and real death when the last person who remembers him forgets him.

"If I can engrave my name on the history of the league and let every generation remember me, recite my achievements, and appreciate my spirit, wouldn't that be another kind of eternal life?"

The colleague nodded casually: "Yeah, yes. But I personally prefer to have a child and actually pass on my genes."

"How many generations can it be passed on?" The researcher narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and pressed it in front of the petri dish.

"The increasingly dangerous male-to-female ratio of the Zerg can overthrow this race at any time. We have long been driven to a desperate situation, and extinction is doomed."

"Don't be too nervous, don't we still have a wish? From a practical point of view, it is quite effective." Colleagues are very optimistic.

"And maybe one day, we will actually develop a method of artificially breeding males? You must know that in terms of the current prospects of biological research, leaving a name in history is no easier than this."

The researcher sneered: "Artificial males? This is absolutely impossible."

He ruthlessly spurned the projects he worked on.

"Hasn't the government of the Zongxing government made any effort? If it hadn't been discovered that something could not be done, it would have stopped early, and it would have been our turn to private research institutes? Mere capital, and they still want to pry the state machine..."

A colleague picked up a piece of vegetable: "Hey - the government stopped the project, isn't it because of humanitarian pressure from the coalition?"

"What do you know..." The researcher slowly turned his head, and the moment he saw his colleague, his indifferent expression broke.

"Why do you have food? When is the meal open? Why is no one calling me for dinner?"

"Ten minutes ago, but now it should be 10 minutes ago." The colleague swallowed the vegetables in his mouth:

"Didn't your work at hand be critical at that time? I was going to ask you to eat, so I didn't dare to disturb you. After receiving the lunch, I came back to see that you seemed to be in a bad mood. I felt that under such circumstances, such mundane things as eating should not be mentioned... "

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the researcher had disappeared at the door. The colleague turned his chair and shouted in the direction of the corridor: "Don't be in such a hurry, anyway, the big meat has been picked."

After shouting, he stood up from the chair, leaned in front of the petri dish, looked at it carefully, and said to himself: "Isn't the data pretty good? Why did it break down like this again? Anyway, it's hard to look at the face of Mr. Zhang Xiongzi." It's time to eat."

The monster in the petri dish suddenly opened its eyes, staring straight at him with red pupils.

The researcher took a half step back holding the boxed lunch: "Hey, you really scared me, are you still alive?"

He came to the console and searched among the complicated buttons.

The blue keyboard light reflected on his face.

"Let me see... which is the key for the execution. Hmm? Is this it? Ah, yes. Confirm."

In the petri dish, the monster's aura gradually weakened.

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In the library filled with the aroma of paper, ink and logs, Dai Li suddenly lowered his head vigilantly and looked at the floor.

"Major, what's the matter?" Xiao Ge was picking up a heavy book on the shelf, and was attracted by Dai Li's sudden action.

Dai Li didn't answer, he frowned, took two steps back and forth, stomped his feet lightly, as if he was identifying something.

Xiao Ge watched quietly for a while, then asked: "Major, is there anything wrong?"

Dai Li shook his head: "It may just be in disrepair, or a low-level earthquake..."

There is abnormal vibration, but no problem can be detected. The floor under the feet and the ground should be solid.

Xiao Ge nodded, without paying too much attention, and handed the thick book to Dai Li: "Hold it for me."

In the end, Xiao Ge chose three sets of books, which recorded in detail the Zerg ecology from the savagery period to the medieval period.

In fact, this is only the first half of the set, and the second half records the period from the Middle Ages to the beginning of the Zerg's entry into the interstellar era.

It's a pity that the library's debit rules are by book, not by set or series. If you want to finish reading, you have to make another trip at least.

However, progress has been made. Although Xiao Ge has regrets in his heart, he is still very grateful to the library owner and Byron who gave him the pass.

Once Xiao Ge turns on the learning mode, he basically forgets to eat and sleep.

In the past, a roommate who slept with him urged him to eat and turn off the lights, and he finally saved his life. Now that Dai Li is watching, there is no chance of his body being ruined.

However, these three books are really solid, containing a huge amount of information, and quoting many variants of ancient texts and Zerg texts. It is not easy to read, and it took a lot of time to read them.

When I finally turned to the last page, the tree outside the villa finally shed its last leaf.

——Although three days ago, that is, the day Xiao Ge just came back from the library, there were only a dozen leaves left on the tree, but this description is obviously more literary.

When Xiao Ge came out of the room dizzily, Dai Li was wearing a nightgown, sitting on the sofa blowing the rabbit's fur.

The lop-eared rabbit was wet all over, lying obediently on the bath towel, accepting the baptism of the hair dryer, narrowing its dark eyes slightly, looking so comfortable that it was almost falling asleep.

Looks like this, did you give the lop-eared rabbit a bath?With the major?

The benefits that he didn't even have were preempted by a rabbit. Thinking about it, I really don't want to be reconciled.

Xiao Ge sat sideways on the armrest of the sofa depressedly, and began to find fault with the rabbit.

"It's not enough to wipe it with a bath towel? Why bother blowing it?"

Modern bath towels have a good water absorption effect, and usually do not use a hair dryer.His major still drives the lowest gear, so gentle?

"It's moulting, so don't rub it randomly, and the rabbit's hair is thin and fragile." Dai Li didn't lift his head, blowing it with a hair dryer, and gently combing the soft fur of the lop-eared rabbit with his slender fingers.

"It's good to be bald, and you don't need to take care of your hair." Xiao Ge said maliciously.

The rabbit seemed to have sensed it, and looked at him in horror, then silently moved towards Dai Li.

Have you learned how to find a backer?

Promising, much more promising than him.

Xiao Ge looked at it resentfully.

Under Dai Li's hands, the fur of the lop-eared rabbit was slowly dried and returned to a fluffy and soft state. The whole rabbit was round and round, very cute.

"Major, you care more about rabbits than me." Xiao Ge's tone was sour.

Dai Li squinted at him: "I don't care if it's not your rabbit."

Xiao Ge pushed the rabbit away, put his knees between Dai Li's legs, supported the back of the sofa with both hands, and circled Dai Li.

"Then can you take care of me?"

Dai Li looked at him with raised eyebrows, reached out and pushed Xiao Ge's head down, exchanging a long kiss.

The back of the sofa was lowered slowly, reorganizing into a plane the size of a double bed.

The lop-eared rabbit hopped and slowly moved to the edge of the sofa. Following the movements of the two, the small body was brought up and down by the concave surface of the sofa.

Puff up your cheeks.

Oh, stupid Zerg.

The front legs slipped and almost fell, the little paws pawed, pawed, and finally stabilized the figure, and turned back with contempt to glance at the beautiful scene behind.

Stupid Zerg who only know how to mate!

snort!

But when will the female rabbit that belongs to it appear...

The author has something to say: female rabbit?Don't think about it, there won't be any, just be a single rabbit for the rest of your life.

This article seems to have reached the V line, but it is still ready to finish V.

Because the article is indeed coming to an end, the rest of the content is probably single-digit chapters, plus three episodes, and I also thank you for your company. I feel really lucky to meet you.

The next article is "After the Holy Sword is Broken", the main attacking article of Western Fantasy and Danmei.

One-sentence introduction: Which bastard opened the wine barrel with the holy sword?

It's a warm (?) cute (...), well, it should be a story about chicken and dog jumping.You can see the copy by clicking on the column. If you are interested, you can pay attention to it. _(:3」∠)_