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Chapter 12 One Centimeter at a Time
Martin decided to use the serum in order to grow taller and to be more confident in front of his girlfriend.

Betty didn't want to waste this "one and only" super serum, but also wanted to see how it would eventually work.

The two reached a tacit agreement.

In the morning, in the apartment.

"In this way, people who fall in love and people who are obsessed with scientific research are both dangerous."

Martin yawned and muttered something, then turned around and saw Betty busy in the living room, and his heart became hot again.

The "F2" serum, that is, the serum made from the first blood sample and replicated two generations later, was diluted by Betty and divided into ten [-]ml injections.

If she could, she'd rather dilute the serum to the point where it wouldn't work.

She feels that with such a small dose, even if there are side effects, there is enough time to develop an "antidote".

The two spent a hasty morning.

Go to work at school in the morning.

Back to the apartment at noon.

Martin prepares lunch.

Betty continues to prepare for upcoming human trials.

In the afternoon, the two of them spent their working hours absent-mindedly, and hurried away before they got off work.

Dr. Banner has discovered the "little secret" of the two.

These two have been really hot lately, and even started arriving late and leaving early!

So outrageous!
Dr. Banner looked at the disappearing figures of the two, and shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't expect Martin to have such an ability to make Betty, a female doctor who focused on scientific research, distracted from her work.

But he didn't say anything. After all, the experimental project has been suspended recently, and the experimental equipment needs to be improved. These are his own affairs, and there is no need for Betty to do anything for the time being.

What's more, the military that has been funding this project has to send people to investigate, which makes him feel a little pressure.

He has already spent a huge amount of funds, and although he has achieved some results, he is still far away from the "nano-therapeutic technology" he expected.

Nowadays, it is hard to find funders with people like the military who are stupid and have a lot of money. We must find a way to coax them.

At this time, Dr. Banner suspected that Betty was in bloom, but she was staring nervously at a small bottle of light yellow transparent liquid.

"Honey, this is my first human experiment."

The young female doctor had an expression on her face that was about to cry, "But when I think that the subject of the experiment is my boyfriend, I'm afraid I will regret it, no, I regret it a little now."

"You shouldn't regret giving it to your boyfriend for the first time!" Martin laughed and said, "You were the real first human experiment a few days ago. Well, it feels pretty good—oh!"

He clutched his ribs, the pain made him a little queasy.

Betty blushed and thumped him. Seeing his painful appearance, she rubbed him embarrassedly: "Don't be joking at this time, I advise you to pray that God will bless you first."

Martin put his arms around his girlfriend's shoulders, looked at the bottle of liquid that was exactly the same as ordinary serum, and smiled nonchalantly: "As long as it's not green, I can accept it, at least, it should, there is a high probability that it won't turn me into a slime .”

"Wait a minute, I'm still a little nervous."

Betty patted her chest and said.

Martin, who was not nervous at first, looked at her and was also a little worried. He said with a strange expression: "Baby, I think you are right, why don't we wait first."

Although he received the serum himself, it was Betty who gave him the injection.

Martin felt that the serum would not be dangerous, but Betty's trembling hands...

"To shut up!"

Betty glared at him fiercely, took another deep breath, pulled Martin's arm and plunged into it.

Martin covered his eyes and dared not look.

A little sting, a moment of coldness.

It will be fine soon.

"It's okay, it's okay, the blood vessel wasn't punctured." Betty put down the syringe and slapped her chest fiercely, sweat dripping from her forehead.

Martin frantically pressed the cotton ball on the larger-than-normal needle hole on his arm. Looking at the cotton ball soon soaked in blood, he also let out a sigh of relief: "Okay, I think the most dangerous time is over."

Betty laughed aloud, patted his arm and said, "Go and lean on the sofa, and call me immediately if you feel something."

Martin tilted his head and shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh, shoulder pain! Neck pain! Head pain!"

"Fuck you! It's not poison, how can the reaction be so fast!"

Betty scolded amusedly, but she still walked behind Martin and pressed his shoulders.

"Oh~!"

Martin let out a long sigh of relief.

After a few massages, Betty's hands were tired, leaning on Martin's shoulder, she leaned over her head and asked, "How do you feel?"

Martin looked at the white hand stretched out in front of him, smelled the fragrance of his girlfriend, and sighed sadly: "It's over, I feel the side effects are coming."

"What?" Betty was startled, and quickly touched Martin's face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Martin looked at the pretty face close at hand, said "I can't help it", and kissed her directly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Betty felt that she was being tricked again, so she pushed it twice dumbfounded, but didn't push it away.

"Meow!"

A sharp meow startled the two of them.

Bell glared at the two of them angrily, and started to gnaw at them before it was dark, so ignorant!
Martin also felt that it was not good to be in the living room, so he smiled at the orange cat: "Wait for a while for dinner today! I will go to activities with your mother first."

"Hey! No way!"

Amid Betty's protests, Martin carried her into the bedroom.

after an hour.

Betty walked out of the bedroom with reddish cheeks and out of breath, tied her hair with her hands, and smiled apologetically at Bell: "You're hungry, I'll go and warm up a sausage for you."

Afterwards, Martin also walked out holding his waist. Seeing the orange cat staring at him, he smiled wryly and said, "One of the three major illusions in life is that I always feel that I can fight back."

With a ding of the microwave oven, two hot burgers and two sausages were quickly brought out.

Betty took a bite of the hamburger and looked at Martin with a smile: "I think I know one of the side effects. You are indeed better than before."

Martin glanced at the orange cat with a strange expression. Where is this little guy?
Betty rolled her eyes, leaned close to Martin's ear and said, "Bell has been sterilized."

Martin suddenly realized.

The orange cat quickly ate one sausage, then jumped onto the window sill with the other in its mouth, tasting the delicious sausage little by little in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After thinking about it, Martin whispered again: "For a moment just now, I felt like my head was empty..."

Betty blushed and gave him an elbow.

Martin immediately understood that she had misunderstood, and sighed: "People say serious things, why do you always think in a wrong way, well, I'll just say it, it's when I'm the most violent, I feel a little abnormal."

Betty understood a little bit, and rubbed her hot face: "Be more specific."

"Well, it just doesn't feel as good as usual, and my brain turns slower than usual, like..." Martin snapped his fingers: "It's like drinking, yes! It's like drinking too much!"

Betty suddenly thought of something, pulled him up, and went to the weighing scale.

Looking at the pointer pointing to the weight of 76KG, the two couldn't help but look at each other.

When I ate at noon, I was 74KG, and I gained two kilograms without drinking water!

"It seems that the effect...is not bad."

Betty looked at Martin, and stepped forward to hug him again.

Martin also hugged Betty vigorously, and smiled in her ear: "And the side effects are not bad."

Betty smiled and patted him: "What else are you going to eat tonight? I'll make it for you today."

Martin scratched his head: "I really don't know about this, maybe you should ask Bell."

Ask Bell?
In the end, before Betty could ask, Bell seemed to have heard what the two said, and had already walked to the kitchen without a sound, raised his paw and opened the refrigerator door, taking out a bag of frozen food from inside.

After throwing it to the ground, Bell walked back to the living room, and jumped onto the windowsill in two or three steps.

It seems to enjoy the outdoor scenery with the sunset.

The two walked over in shock, looked down, and saw that it was marinated chicken legs.

Betty shook her head with emotion: "It's so smart, I even doubt it has the intelligence of a five-year-old child. So, the main course tonight is roasted chicken drumsticks. I can't help it. Where is your tin foil?"

"There is no rush for dinner."

Martin pulled Betty back to the living room, took out the tape measure and handed it over: "Measure my height."

Being tall is his original intention.

Betty measured it, looked at the value and let out a "huh", and measured it again.

"how is it going?"

Martin, who stood upright, asked anxiously, squinting at the position of Betty's hand.

"One seven four."

Betty read out the numbers one by one, and then exclaimed "Wow".

Martin also showed surprise: "One centimeter up?! Good! One centimeter at a time, after five times it will be 178 centimeters!"

"Oh."

Betty held back her laughter, "Actually, what amazes me is that you are only 173? You are only two centimeters taller than me!"

Martin: "..."

(End of this chapter)