【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The sleepiness came back again quietly.

At this time, the girl's brain no longer belongs entirely to herself, but to more information and fantasies floating around, all over the world.

like......

like?

Why is it so similar?

Dotore had never seen her before.

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The complicated instruments were operating, and some reagents were already tumbling, making a "gurgling" sound in the silent laboratory.

There were also a few inaudible moans that were covered by the boiling sound.

The "Doctor" looked at the experimental subject who was tied to the back of the chair with some dissatisfaction and no longer looked human:

"Sir, you are a bit noisy."

It wasn't until the first bubble emerged from the test tube in front of the "Doctor" that he dropped two drops of blood from the tube in his hand.

The blood spread in the colorless reagent, and the dark red threads were lost in the tumbling of the liquid.

The "Doctor" turned on a switch, and the liquid in the entire system began to circulate and fuse, and then dropped drop by drop into the beaker placed at the outlet.

It was a red color richer than blood, but the texture was clearer than water.

But the "Doctor" did not immediately start using this hard-won finished product. Instead, he sealed it and put it aside. He took a syringe to suck some unused blood, and approached the man who had obviously lost his mind:

"I heard that all the money you embezzled was used to research the 'immortality' medicine?"

"Doctor" gently pushed the needle, and a few drops of blood poured out along the eye of the needle, rolling down onto "Doctor"'s white rubber gloves, leaving only a few traces:

"It's all in vain. Why don't you invest this money in me? You won't have to make detours."

After realizing what the "Doctor" wanted to do, the experiment subject's lifeless eyes were suddenly filled with panic, and he began to struggle hoarsely - he could only struggle hoarsely, after all, his hands and feet were completely numb under the influence of the drug. It was necessary to tie him up. If he accidentally fell to the ground, he would be able to squirm like a slug.

The "Doctor" squatted down with pity on his face, and in the next second he revealed a mouth of shark teeth, and the needle inserted into the man's blood vessel quickly and accurately.

"You can - be a test subject earlier."

-

Dotore felt very strange.

The girl who was usually busy working in the room for Pantalone was actually fully dressed and sitting in the hotel lobby today.

Waiting for him?

So Dotore naturally sat down on the sofa opposite the girl:

"Miss 'Chisu', are you waiting for me? It's my pleasure."

The girl took a sip of the coffee served by the waiter. She seemed to be suffering from the pain and frowned——

The coffee provided here does not contain milk or sugar unless stated in advance.

However, Dotore was able to drink the dark cup of coffee in front of him without changing his expression and waited for the girl's move.

The girl put down the cup of coffee she was dissatisfied with with disgust on her face and stood up:

"I asked Pantalone to borrow a conference hall, let's go."

"Oh?" Dotore took a step forward and followed the girl, "Let me guess, in order to - avoid your little pets?"

Seemingly dissatisfied with Datore mentioning "death" and Cloudy in such a crowded place, the girl glanced at him silently and then withdrew her gaze.

Dotore was a little confused.

The lady today is very murderous.

"Tell me about the process of making it."

"As far as I know, you haven't seen me before I came to Solstice—"

The girl's eyes became sharp, trying to pierce the disguise under Dotore's mask:

"So, how did you recreate this face that looks exactly like mine?"

Actually it’s not just the face.

They were identical from head to toe.

The girl crossed her arms and sat on the main seat of the meeting:

"If you don't cooperate, then I can only refuse all your requests for cooperation."

Dotore naturally sat on the girl's left side and said with some distress:

"Then this will be difficult. Miss, you have to know that the process of making a life-like body is very complicated. Where do you want to start?"

The girl didn't know what the expression was on Dotore's face at this moment, so she couldn't tell whether his obedience was a delaying tactic or sincere cooperation.

But with Dotore's character, even if he could see it, it wouldn't help.

However, he was at least willing to cooperate.

The girl cleared her throat:

"Then, let's start with how you discovered me."

Although it is not surprising that Dotore's talents can discover the source of her life, extracting the remaining energy in the ley lines is not something that everyone can do.

Previously, the girl had been busy with the tasks assigned to her by Pantalone and experienced the history of Old Mondstadt, but she had forgotten this most important thing.

Dotore sat aside with a leisurely expression, as if the person being questioned was not him, and remained silent in this posture.

Are you confused about what to say? No, absolutely not. There is no trace of struggle in this look of ease.

That is--

"If you are really curious, miss, why not come here tomorrow and see for yourself."

"Shall I see it myself?"

The girl was startled by Dotore's words. For a moment, she even forgot to maintain the indifference on her face and showed a surprised expression underneath.

But immediately, the girl realized her gaffe.

If it was Dotore, it wouldn't be surprising if there were any kind of strange potions, right?

"Then it's agreed. It's a deal tomorrow."

So that day, Dotore did not ask the girl to cooperate with him in any strange experiments, but returned to the laboratory without stopping.

The "Doctor" forgot to close the experimental subject before going out. When he came back, the laboratory was empty.

There was only a not-so-narrow trail of blood that snaked to the door, and the back of the door, the wall next to it, and even the "Doctor's" favorite utensils were all splattered with dried blood and minced meat.

This made him frown in displeasure.

It's not because the experimental equipment was soiled. With so much money obtained from the "rich people" every time, it's natural that only this set can be used.

He frowned and muttered to himself:

"Is it so exciting? I knew I wouldn't go out today."

His tone was full of regret and even a hint of complaint.

He first took a piece of cloth and wiped the table with a good temper, but a piece of blood was not wiped off yet. He threw the cloth aside impatiently and went out to call the two fools:

"You, clean up; you, go and ask for someone from the 'rich'."

"Hurry up, although I'm not in a hurry."

After arranging these things, the "Doctor" packed up and rushed to——his private residence.

The "Doctor's" private residence is actually impersonal, more like a second laboratory.

After all, the "Doctor" spends most of his time doing experiments, and he has long removed the sense of "tiredness". He does not need such a "home" for him to rest. As for the additional functions of socializing and reception, it is of great significance to It's even more unnecessary for him.

So he simply made the entire house look like a laboratory, with all kinds of equipment everywhere, except for a bed.

And he returned to this "laboratory" purely because——

The next experiment will be a little more comfortable if there is a bed.