Two assistants hurriedly walked aside and saw Zhang Huiling with a man coming in.
"All Mr. Yuan’s experimental subjects are ready to try to wake them up by writing consciousness," said the experimental director with a flattering face
The man called Mr. Yuan looked at the Petri dishes on both sides and said, "How many groups of experiments can we conduct today?"
Zhang Hui carefully tunnel "three groups, three groups at most, more than three groups, will our materials be rejected?"
Mr. Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, which seemed a little dissatisfied, but he nodded his head without saying it.
Zhang Hui immediately cleared his throat and clapped his hands. "Cheer up, we’re going to experiment."
"Check the will models of two experimental bodies. I don’t want them to be biased."
"Confirm the quantity of a protective agent, and don’t make a mistake for me."
"Ask the department to say hello. We’re going to experiment. Let them give priority to ensuring that our laboratory can respond when they pick it up."
Ordered to go to the laboratory, the staff got busy in an orderly way.
Zhang Hui will take a deep breath after passing the inspection.
At this time, all the windows in the laboratory suddenly snapped, and one window burst, and the shattered glass particles were sprayed into the laboratory with the strong wind, which fell on many instruments and hit the Petri dish next to it, causing a burst of alarm in the laboratory.
At this time, people in the laboratory heard a thunder from the sky outside the window.
Mr. Yuan, however, seemed to feel something and suddenly looked out of the window and then "suspended the experiment" on the avenue.
"Don’t come out!"
Then flicker away from the window.
It took Zhang Hui a few seconds to get up. "What are you still doing? Hurry up and reinforce the doors and windows. It’s very important not to let them go wrong!"
He swallowed his saliva and went to the broken window. He looked out of the window and suddenly opened his mouth.
The clouds outside the island are slowly rotating and stirring, forming a huge terrorist’ vortex’
There is a constant light flashing in that whirlpool, and occasionally a thunder blows down and hits the sea.
There has been a waterspout on the sea surface that has been sucked for half, and even the sea surface seems to have been set high. It seems that the sea surface will overturn and turn into a tsunami to attack the island at any time.
"This …"
Zhang Hui has lived on this island for most of his life. Although he has encountered several abnormal phenomena, it has never been so serious as it is now.
He jerked back and shouted, "Bring me everything that can strengthen the doors and windows."
"Tsunami will come soon!"
There was silence in the laboratory, and then everyone ran around in a mess.
this moment
Mr. Yuan or Yuan counted him on the rooftop of the laboratory.
He looked at the clouds in the distance with a dignified face.
Yuan’s eyes can vaguely see a huge shadow whenever there is a flash in the cloud.
A mass is bigger than the island of feet.
"Well, it does smell like a Samana, so you’re the one who stole his power?"
Suddenly a sound Yuan number sounded behind him.
Yuan several pupil immediately shrink into a little.
He turned sharply.
The body didn’t move. There have been several mottled lines like rust behind him. These lines make everyone shake.
However, there is no one behind Yuan.
"here"
That sound then sounded on the left.
Yuan several don’t turn around corner has caught a glimpse of a figure.
He slowly turned to look.
A man with long black hair, pale purple eyes and a silvery white robe said, "But it’s a pity that you have gained the body and strength of Saman but not his quality."
Yuan number then low mouth "he’ quality’ has dissipated when he died"
The dark-haired man opposite shook his head. "It seems that you don’t know enough about this kind of thing."
"Don’t let me tell you."
"’quality’ is limited to conceptual things or visual concepts’ entities’, which represent a certain universal rule"
"The quality will not disappear, even if it leaves the Salmonella, it will enter another individual, and it will be in the universe waiting to be discovered and harvested before no individual is entitled to it."
Yuan Shu did not dare to relax and looked at the man in front of him. "Who are you?"
The man didn’t answer at the end. He tore a jagged gap with a touch of air. Looking through the gap, it turned out to be a scene in a square laboratory.
The man with dark hair and purple eyes stepped back into the gap and entered the scene.
Yuan several pounced on.
He disappeared before he got close to the gap.
Yuan doesn’t stop at the direct foot transport capacity, and Yuan directly falls into the first floor of the building.
In Room 7 of the Experimental Building
Zhang Hui stepped back and watched the dark-haired man warily.
Just now, he was directing all the people to block the doors and windows, and suddenly there was a jagged gap.
Through that gap, Zhang Hui saw the rooftop of the experimental building and Mr. Yuan.
Then someone stepped back into this gap and directly appeared in this laboratory.
So Zhang Huiwen was shocked at the end of the smell.
Although he is not a research scholar, Zhang Hui also knows that the method used by the dark-haired man is only theoretical wormhole passage.
Theoretically, a wormhole is a’ tunnel’ for continuous meat.
Like a whirlpool in the sea, it is not only fleeting.
The root is beyond human control.
But now someone personally demonstrated the "transfer" in front of his eyes, which made Zhang Hui’s head turn around and he was wrong.
Boom
A wall suddenly burst Yuan several chased in.
He looked at two rows of Petri dishes for the first time.
The dark-haired man noticed his move. The man looked into a Petri dish. "What are these?"
"It’s interesting to have a perfect human body but I don’t feel conscious. Are you making a skin?"
"But this kind of skin is not. If you transfer your will, their roots will not support you and their strength will collapse in a few days."
Yuan Shu didn’t respond but repeated the question "Who are you?"
The dark-haired man stopped and tapped the Petri dish with one finger, then turned to Yuan. "It’s strange that you stole Saman’s body and strength, but didn’t you steal his knowledge and memory?"
"Speaking of this, your practice is similar to that in our parasitic skin."
"It’s blasphemous that you should play up your mind."