Abnormality

In the laboratory, Purcens observed the cultured cells and recorded their changes.

The mice placed in the corner were not the same batch as last time.

The bottles and cans on the iron shelves had been rearranged dozens of times. Pu Cens stood beside the experimental bench with arms crossed.

The cells under the microscope gradually began to divide outwards. Purcens bent down to adjust the spiral, ready to look again.

A text message has arrived.

Pu Censi took a look and asked him to bring 337 to the research institute to sign the handover contract.

He frowned slightly, took off his white gloves, and cleaned up the laboratory bench.

Water was sprinkled on the petals, and the crystal clear water droplets rested on the green leaves, making the veins clear. 337 hummed a song he heard recently, shook the tentacles, and put down the watering can.

Purcens closed the bedroom door with the medium-sized capsule, and walked to the balcony.

337 heard the sound, turned the tentacles, and said in surprise: "The person in charge came out at noon today, what's wrong? Are you going to take Simu to play outside?"

"Ah."

The capsule was placed next to 337, and 337 crawled in obediently.

Pu Censi pressed a small circle button on the capsule, and a blue virtual screen suddenly appeared. He adjusted it a few times with his fingertips skillfully, and the warmth miraculously penetrated into the capsule.

337 babbled and shook its tentacles.

Purcens went to the garage to pick up the car and headed towards the laboratory.

The warm interior of the capsule made 337 drowsy, its two tentacles wobbled, but most of the time its eyes were on Purcens.

When he arrived at the laboratory, Purcens didn't get out of the car. He leaned on the driver's seat, picked up the 337, bent his fingers, and knocked on the glass in the middle of the capsule.

337 raised its tentacles and looked at Purcens.

"Can you bear it for a day or two?"

337 lowered its tentacles and did not answer Purcens.

When it saw Purcens holding the capsule in his hand at home, it probably had a guess in its heart. Although it didn't feel very good, it still chose to enter the capsule.

Later, Pu Censer specially adjusted the temperature for it, and it felt that Pu Censer would not be so cruel.

"principal……"

337 whispered, "Aren't you going to want Simu?"

It retracted its tentacles into its body, and didn't have the courage to continue looking directly at Purcens.

"Do you think Simu is annoying?"

"That's right, so I plan to throw the little thing to other people." Purcens lowered his voice, "Will the little thing be willing to enter the laboratory again, or choose to leave completely."

"I can let you go, but the requirement is never to come back."

"Yoki wants to be with the person in charge..."

"Then endure for three days, at most three days." Pu Censi unbuckled his seat belt, "Is that all right?"

337 tapped the tentacles twice, which was a promise.

Even though the pain in my heart this time is no less than the pain after the experiment before.

Pu Censi first put 337 back into the biological storage room of the research institute, and then went to meet the leader of the fifth team, and explained to him that 337 had been weak for the past two days, and it would take some time before the experiment could be carried out.

The leader of the fifth group did not dare to be careless, and immediately nodded in response.

After signing the contract, Pu Censi handed over 337 to another team leader, went to the office to find two documents, and brought them home.

337 is still in the capsule, and it is locked in this dark place together with the capsule, just like it has been countless times.

What awaits it will be various pains, and the scars on the body that have finally faded away may be pierced again by a scalpel, and its only remaining right eye may be cut off again by humans.

The only difference this time is that Purcens will come back for it.