Abnormality

The glass cover was slowly opened, and 337 smelled fresh air, and also smelled a unique fragrance, which came from the new person in charge.

337 spawned a black tentacle, listlessly probing towards the new person in charge.

Purcens frowned in disgust, and threw the scalpel on the tray: "This thing is really dirty."

337 knew that the human was scolding it, so it babbled a few times in a low voice, trying to tell the human that it could not be so ugly.

However, the languages ​​of human beings and alien creatures are different. Seeing its sharp and white teeth, and its soft black body that kept shaking, Purcents only felt another layer of disgust in his heart.

What made Purcens even more unbearable was that 337 actually wrapped the thin and long tentacles around his index finger. Fortunately, Purcens was wearing disposable medical gloves, otherwise he would have slapped 337 directly the moment 337 touched him. It can't kill [-], which is the size of his palm.

The slender and long tentacles were just like the little snakes, except that the head with the red letter spit out was missing. Purcens picked up the scalpel again, intending to cut off the restless tentacles.

337's tentacles hung down quickly, almost sticking to the experimental table. It wrapped around Pucens's tentacle, and timidly stroked Pucens' fingertips.

It begged Pucens for mercy without dignity.

It begged every human that approached it, but usually before the tentacles touched them, they either pressed the red emergency button and closed it back in the glass cover, or they didn't take it seriously and continued cut up its organs.

"Put back the tentacles, dirty thing." Purcens ordered with a deadpan expression.

337 let go of Pu Cens' fingertips, and slowly integrated the derived tentacles into its body. It carefully twisted its body twice, and babbled a few words.

In Purcens' eyes, 337 is just a puddle of mud, or an experimental product for his research. No matter how much 337 struggles and begs for mercy, in the end Purcens still has to extract his tissues and organs.

Purcens touched 337's antennae with a scalpel, and 337 trembled in fright. It could no longer be drawn for blood.

it will die.

For 159 days, an experiment was carried out every day, and 337 was not even given a chance to breathe.

It huddled in the corner of the glass cover night and night, licking the large and small wounds on its body. If it could shed tears, the tears should be able to fill ten glass covers.

337's body is a bit like jelly, but because it is black, he is more like a puddle of mud.

Purcens put down the scalpel, and 337, despite its fear, still crawled towards the new person in charge.

It moves a bit like a snail, it has never been so slow before.

The current 337 is dying.

But those human beings can't see it, and even if they see it, they will turn a blind eye.It opened and closed its ugly mouth, showing its sharp teeth and making a gurgling sound.

Pursons called another human and told him to come over and draw 337's blood.

The needle pierced deep into 337's body, and the cold needle sucked the tissues and blood in his body into the needle barrel.

337 becomes smaller again, and it will disappear any smaller.

The researcher who extracted 337's blood left, and 337 was limp and didn't want to move.

Pursons picked up the scalpel, picked up 337's tentacles with eyes, and looked at its dark, mung bean-sized eyes.

The scalpel was very cold and hard, making 337 tremble all over, but 337 could only rely on the scalpel.

It has no strength left to struggle.

Under Pushesi's gold-rimmed glasses, there was a hint of interest in those narrow, long and deep eyes. To put it more truthfully, it was not that much interest. Of course Pushesi would not be interested in such an ugly and dirty monster.

That's the excitement about this experiment.

"Today you touched my hand with that filthy body." Pursons slowly turned the sharp scalpel over, facing the tentacles of 337: "So I want to take away your moving tentacles and Eye.

The corners of Pusi's lips slightly raised: "Fair."