After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Zhijin ignored Benjamin's provocation, picked up the cage, and looked closely at the lizard inside.

The poisonous lizard lay motionless in the cage. If it weren't for the rolling eyes, it would be mistaken for a plastic model.

There is a wound on the side of its body, which has not fully healed, and the flesh and blood inside it is moving.

Fang Mian worriedly said, "Yesterday...are you alright now?"

Yan Zhijin waved his hand, motioning for him to talk in detail later.

He reached directly into the cage and touched the monster.

The young man who opposed Benjamin's research hurriedly said, "Don't use it! This thing is very dangerous."

But he turned a deaf ear to this kind reminder, and used his own method to explore the poisonous lizard inch by inch.

The monster was staring straight at him.The eyes of the temperature-changing animal are already devoid of emotion, but it is even more mechanical, like a tool under Benjamin's control.

"Is it so rude to talk to you?" Benjamin called him a few times, but he ignored him, impatiently pressing the corner of the cage, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why, I was shocked by the shocking masterpiece and said Are you speechless?"

"You modified the gene of the poisonous lizard so that it has bat wings?" Yan Zhijin put down the cage and asked.

Benjamin snorted through his nose: "What's wrong?"

"Can you announce the specific experimental procedure?"

"Am I crazy and tell you the process?" Benjamin snorted coldly, snatched the cage, and covered the cage with cloth again. Let them do what they don't. Oh~ I know, with your talents, you can't do anything at all."

He looked around the field, glanced at the few people who opposed him just now, and said emphatically: "A truly great product will not be subject to any restrictions. Only incompetent people will be afraid of the ability of artificial creations, and truly powerful people will only treat them as human beings." For your own use."

There was a cruel and arrogant light in his eyes: "I will not stop my research. This is just the beginning. I will breed more great creatures, much stronger than it, and prepare to meet the challenges of the biological world and human beings." Let's be new."

Inside the venue, there was no sound.

"Is this really your research?" Yan Zhijin's cold voice broke through the air and penetrated everyone's eardrums.

Benjamin asked angrily: "Are you saying that I stole other people's results? Let me tell you, I did the whole experiment by myself. Do you want me to prove it with the experiment notes?"

"No." Yan Zhijin shook his head, "This is not your research."

He raised his arm, pointed in another direction, and said forcefully, "It belongs to it."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and exclaimed in unison.

The direction he pointed was the cage covered in black cloth.

Everyone whispered:

"What does it mean?"

"He was referring to the cage, right? Isn't there only a lizard in the cage? It can't be a lizard. I'll make myself."

"No, is there someone hiding under the table?"

"I guess he was stimulated and his mind is not clear."

Fang Mian also asked cautiously: "You mean, that lizard turned into that by himself? And he didn't make it, but just discovered it?"

Benjamin folded his hands on his chest and said with a sneer, "Aren't you as scared as that rabbit, there is no one there. You can't say that this lizard is actually a human being."

"This is not a lizard." Yan Zhijin lifted the black cloth, lifted the cage, and pointed to the wound on the side of the lizard, "Here."

Everyone stretched their necks to look carefully.

"What's here? Are you trying to say that the structure here doesn't look like a poisonous lizard?"

"But it's normal to be different from ordinary poisonous lizards..."

Yan Zhijin asked for a utility knife, and picked at the lizard's wound slightly, the tender red muscles were turned outward.

In the middle of the tender meat that is constantly tightening and relaxing, something bright red and slender is wriggling.

The audience exclaimed: "This is...is this a parasite? Or..."

Benjamin's face became extremely ugly.

"It's not genetic modification, it's symbiosis." Yan Zhijin took the handkerchief from Fang Mian and wiped the utility knife carefully, "Because we've lived together for a long time, we can't see the boundaries. I don't know why this poisonous lizard Form a symbiotic relationship with bats, but maybe I don’t know enough about the creatures in country A.”

If it is just a simple symbiotic relationship between two organisms, it is not a new species, let alone ethical issues.

Everything Benjamin says turns out to be a lie.

Benjamin's facial muscles twitched.

Yan Zhijin wiped the utility knife, put the knife aside, and covered the black cloth again: "Even if it is a symbiotic relationship, we have never seen such an example. I don't know why you are lying, isn't it very strange?" Good issues? You did a good job training them, too."

"What do you know?" Benjamin growled, "Symbiosis? Symbiosis cannot at all prove the greatness of this relationship."

He laughed strangely, grabbed the utility knife, flipped over the black cloth roughly, opened the cage, and lifted the lizard out.

Holding the lizard in his palm, he stabbed the utility knife deeply into the lizard's wound and cut it sideways.

More flesh and blood rolled out, and the red tentacles-like slender things shook more frequently.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Yan Zhijin's eyes.He frowned quickly, lost in thought.

The people in the audience reacted: "What are you doing?!"

"It's going to die!"

"You're going to ruin it..."

Someone actually treats the research results cultivated by himself through untold hardships so cruelly.

Someone has rushed to the stage, ready to grab him.

But Benjamin smiled, turned to Yan Zhijin, pointed the wounded side of the lizard to him, pulled open the wound cruelly, and said loudly: "Then look at what your so-called 'bat' is. Bar."

The red tentacles squirmed in the flesh, tearing the connection with the surrounding flesh, and let out a deep mournful cry.

It has lived with the lizard for too long, and it has almost merged into one. Every time it is torn, it means dripping blood.

It finally broke free from the lizard and flew high into the sky.

Benjamin let go.

The monster lizard fell to the ground quietly, with its empty eyes open.

The red monster hovered in the air.There is a ball of meat attached to the bat's wing, and under the ball of meat are knotted tentacles, dancing in the air with the wind, blood drops dripping from the tips of the tentacles.

It has no hands, feet, eyes, only a pair of bat wings, swimming aimlessly in the air.

"How about it, are you satisfied with such a 'symbiotic creature'?" Benjamin pulled the corner of his mouth into an exaggerated and terrifying arc.

Yan Zhijin looked serious.

This thing was beyond his cognition, it was no longer an ordinary weirdness, but a kind of...disgusting, as if the sticky tentacles were grabbing on his shoulders and crawling into his collar.

"Come on, say hello to our curious little rabbit." Benjamin said to Meatball tenderly, "Don't you want to change the shell? How about a cuter one this time?"

The meat ball seemed to understand what it said, and suddenly stopped in the air.

It turned a slight angle, as if turning around to face Yan Zhijin, staring at him dully with that surging flesh.

Then, it let out a hoarse roar like thunder, and swooped towards him at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Yan Zhijin only smelled a disgusting stench, and had no time to react, so he could only instinctively raise his arms and narrow his eyes.

The nauseating feeling he imagined did not appear, on the contrary, a cool breath surrounded him.

Yan Hui put his arms around his waist from behind, put his left hand firmly on his waist, and stretched his right arm forward.

The wriggling meat ball was resting on the back of his hand, the dense tentacles were constantly shaking, and thin threads of blood leaked from his fingers.

But he smiled indifferently, as if, perched on the back of his hand was a beautiful butterfly.

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