Mermaid Feeding Rules

The surrounding researchers ignored its sound and started working while it was immobile.

They collected blood scales from its hair and clipped its nails.

"Matthew! I told you not to move its teeth!" Cyril glared at Matthew who was about to pull his teeth.

Matthew's face was a little embarrassing, and he moved his hand away from its mouth: "When will this guy die? Can I participate in the autopsy then?"

"Just think about it, it looks very healthy, if you really like dissecting, S-19 is going to die soon, then I will ask them to reserve a place for you."

"Can't s-37 work?" Matthew was a little unwilling. S-19 was too thin, and he stopped eating these days. It was not as fulfilling as the s-37 in front of him.

"It's a pet that the boss wants." Cyril explained, "It's time to send it to them in its entirety—"

"So, don't try to pluck its eyeballs or pull its teeth."

"Pets?" Matthew raised his eyebrows, "These rich people have really strange tastes."

"That's the boss who pays you." Cyril added the powder from the clipped nails to the reagent, and the transparent medicine quickly turned black, making a "beep" sound, and a few drops of the medicine dripped onto his hand , etched a hole in the glove.

Cyril changed a pair of gloves again: "Why do you think we are studying the toxin of No. 37?"

Mermaids are poisoned, but the research institute already has a method to remove the toxicity of most parts of mermaids to make medicine, and the toxins of each mermaid are different, so it is not very meaningful to study antidotes.

I deliberately researched the antidote of s-37, just to prevent the boss from being bitten one day.

After drawing the last tube of blood from it, Cyril glanced at the data on the instrument: "Its heartbeat started to speed up, the anesthesia is about to expire, throw it back!"

Several burly researchers quickly stopped what they were doing, and carried it back to the fish tank on a stretcher.

"How long is the anesthesia effective this time?"

"Fifteen minutes and 54 seconds, 30 seconds shorter than last time."

"It seems that we have to change another medicine next time." Cyril sighed.

The wound on the mermaid's body was still bleeding, and the beautiful tail flicked lightly, brushing against the back of Boyce's hand. Boyce curled up his fingers: "Don't you need to bandage it? Or give it a shot of antibiotics?"

"Don't worry, its self-healing ability is very strong, and it can't die."

Cyril continued the experiment after explaining a sentence, and reminded Boyce beside him: "Don't stand still, continue the experiment."

Boyce hesitated for a moment, then returned to his place.

Tube No. [-] contains a milliliter of blood, Tube No. [-] is fingernail powder, and Tube No. [-] contains normal saline and anticoagulant.

Add five milliliters of 70.00% a43 medicine to the second test tube, then add c77 powder and blood...

Boyce stared at the changes in the test tube.

After a moment he sighed and failed...

The experiment continued until nine o'clock in the evening.

After the end, Matthew looked Boyce over: "You look tired."

"After all, I did a day's experiment." Boyce felt a sense of tiredness coming from the bottom of his heart, and his mental exhaustion far exceeded his physical exhaustion.

"You are too weak," Matthew recalled the first time he participated in the experiment. "When I came out of the laboratory, I felt that I could still work for a few more days and nights."

"As long as I think that this kind of creature that can fight whale sharks can only be slaughtered by me on the test bench, I will be motivated." Matthew looked very excited, and he was still immersed in the excitement of controlling it.

Beuys could understand the idea but couldn't empathize with it.

"It's so similar..." Boyce accidentally said what was in his heart.

"What?" Matthew didn't hear clearly, and looked at him suspiciously, "What did you just say?"

Boyce shook his head and put his hands in his pockets: "It's time for me to feed it."

He went to the warehouse to ask, and it was true that no one fed him today.

Boyce pushed the bucket of fish into the breeding room, and everything seemed to be the same as in the morning.But it didn't appear until Boyce left.

Before going to sleep, Boyce remembered how it was tied to the laboratory table, and it looked a bit like a human being.

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"Sofia—"

The empty laboratory, the cold instruments, and the merman tied in front of him, it kept calling the same name.

Boyce had the illusion that it was calling itself.

"Da da da"

Wearing white rubber gloves and holding a silver knife in his hand, he walked towards it step by step.

The tip of the knife cut across the skin, revealing the scarlet inside, and the blood flowed along the skin, dripping from the laboratory table to the floor.

"Waste," Boyce heard himself say.

Then he took out a thick needle and drew blood from its body.

"Hair...bones...teeth...nails..." He muttered to himself, the pliers pulled out its nails, and the red flesh came out. The teeth were loosened by a small hammer and fell off with a slight shake.

Soon, as he muttered to himself, there was only a white mermaid skeleton left on the test bench.

His eyes flickered.

The bound person lying on the experimental table suddenly became himself.

Boyce guessed that he was anesthetized and could not feel his limbs, but he was conscious.

The cold white light on the ceiling was a bit dazzling, Boyce rolled his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of mermaids wearing white researcher coats surrounding him.

They spoke a language that Beuys had never heard but surprisingly understood.

"It doesn't have a tail?"

"Is the tail forked? Are there no scales?"

"How does it eat without canines?"

……

Boyce listened to them pointing around him, and a silver light flashed in front of his eyes.

It's a scalpel.

A mermaid gestured at him with a knife, as if thinking about where to make the first cut.

Blood is drawn by a needle, and a group of merfolk add reagents to it to discuss its reaction.

Boyce could feel the body temperature drop with the blood loss, and they naturally noticed it: "Don't let it die."

An injection was pushed into the body, and Boyce's physical condition began to improve, accompanied by a pain.

"Its heartbeat is speeding up, is it a side effect of the drug?"

Another voice replied casually: "Never mind, as long as it survives."

……

"call--"

Boyce woke up suddenly, looked around in shock, and confirmed that he was in the room.

I took the watch and found that it was four o'clock in the morning.

Boyce got up and took a shower, changed into a sweat-stained pajamas and leaned against the bed for a while, unable to sleep.

"Annie—" Boyce took the photo on the bedside table.

It was a white long-haired cat with blue eyes like a clear gem.

Boyce entrusted it to a friend for work.

"Sometimes I feel that I am cruel. I can show kindness to cats and dogs on the side of the road, and I can calmly kill another creature whose IQ may not be inferior to that of human beings. The reason is probably behind the mermaid. Huge benefits."

This is what Boyce saw in another record, and in other records, there are occasional descriptions similar to "it occasionally behaves like a human being".

A researcher wrote in his diary: "It is too human-like. Before the scalpel fell, I saw pleading in its eyes. At that moment, I felt that my knife was facing a kind..."

"Well, just this once..." Boyce said to himself.

What the hell, I actually feel a little compassion for it.

There are still various medicines in the researcher's room. Boyce dug out an antibiotic, put it in his coat, took the anesthesia needle given by Ivy, put on earplugs, opened the door and walked towards the breeding room.

Olier wished that Boyce would stay in the breeding room 24 hours a day, giving him higher authority.No one paid attention to the monitoring in the breeding room. Boyce just needed to replace this monitoring with normal monitoring in time.

Boyce opened the door and walked in.

The fish meat in the fish tank has not been touched, and it is white and swollen from being soaked in the water.

Boyce stood on the ground of the breeding room, reached out and knocked on the glass a few times, the sound spread in the water, and the mermaid ears at the bottom of the fish tank moved slightly and floated up from below.

The torn wound on its body had stopped bleeding, and the flesh at the wound was slightly white, and many scales had fallen off the fish's tail, revealing the pinkish-white skin.

Boyce took a deep breath and pressed down on the elevator.

The glass above the fish tank opened, and it surfaced, revealing half of its body, standing a few meters away.

Boyce took out the anesthetic needle and tapped the glass twice.

"Listen!" Boyce watched its movements vigilantly. "I have an anesthesia needle and an antibiotic here. Your next behavior will determine which one I use first."

Boyce held the anesthesia needle in his right hand and waved towards it with his left: "Come here."

It swam forward obediently, but didn't get too close.

Boyce tentatively gave the order: "Give me your hand now..."

It continued to approach the glass, put its hands on the edge, half of its body exposed the lifting platform, and put its right hand in front of Boyce.

Boyce's hand holding the anesthesia needle was tightened, his throat was a little hard, and he could feel that it had no intention of attacking at this time.

On the contrary, it can be regarded as docile now, its exposed canine teeth are deliberately retracted, making its face look a little strange, its fins are bent, its tail is gently shaking in the water, and its nails will be pulled out to expose it obediently. Flesh's right hand was placed in front of Boyce.

"Sofia—"

Temporarily no life-threatening, Boyce is more nervous, he realized that it can understand what he said.

Under this body, is there also a soul with wisdom and emotion?

It seemed to understand Beyce's fear of him. He remained motionless when Beyce injected him with antibiotics, and then turned around and jumped out of the fish tank after the injection.

Boyce sat on the platform until the water calmed down again.

He tried to talk himself out of the weird thoughts: "Maybe it's just a beast—"

"crash"

The water surface was broken again, it suddenly appeared, jumped out of the water, Boyce saw a flash of blue light in front of his eyes, and it quickly disappeared, leaving a white tooth on the lifting platform.