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

Dotore said that he would not move until tomorrow, but he did not seem to move at all, and was still tinkering with his strange equipment and reagents.

He didn't seem to take the addition of a person to the family seriously at all. After arranging the girl's arrangements, he started to do his own thing without giving any instructions to the girl.

The girl finally got rid of her restraints, and for a moment she didn't know what to do. She simply followed Dotore and watched him perform various experiments.

Dotore's eyes seemed to sweep over the girl, but without stopping for a moment, he turned around and went to another platform.

"The third reagent from left to right on the shelf on your left."

"Ok?"

The girl reacted, and immediately said "ouch" twice, and handed the reagent to Dotore.

"Reagent No. 6 is lined up on the right."

"On the overhead cabinet, there is a red reagent."

"Next door, empty test tube."

"..."

Dotore's movements were very fast and smooth, with no time to think at all. It was as if these complex and dangerous reagents were firmly in his hands, and all the steps had been deduced backwards in his mind. Until the results appear.

His body seems to be just the execution of this deduction.

The experiment was probably coming to an end. The girl sat on a vacant work platform, swaying her feet and watching Dotore's movements.

To be honest, watching him do experiments is a bit enjoyable.

At this time, Dotore was holding a test tube in each hand, bending slightly and pouring it into the flask placed on the table.

Suddenly, Dotore moved suddenly, as if the robot suddenly had a program failure.

dotore.exe is not responding.

The action was so obvious that the girl could see it clearly.

This kind of action seemed particularly unreasonable on Dotore, and the girl couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong?"

It only took a moment, and Dotore was back in action immediately.

"It's okay, the report was sent up, and a slice died by the way."

Dottore is very good at describing a tragic and funny story in one sentence.

For example, now, the girl can quickly think of a scene where a bad-tempered Slice receives a task from Dotore, then writes an application report with a curse and submits it to the Queen, and is finally dealt with by the Queen expressionlessly.

"..."

"Has the Queen agreed to the application?"

Dotore had already re-entered the experimental state at this time, and spoke nonchalantly:

"It's not important."

"He already killed me and asked me to borrow you for a while. Why?"

what.

The girl nodded.

Sounds like an equal exchange transaction. (?)

The tip of his nose suddenly smelled a pungent smell, and he raised his eyes to look at the flask on the table——

Putting aside earth veins, the girl's imagination alone could not figure out how the two transparent and colorless potions just now turned out to be such a rich green after fusion.

It even fluoresces and hits Dotore's mask. It doesn't need to be deliberately exaggerated, but it has a natural and weird feeling.

Noticing the girl's gaze, Dotore showed his shark teeth and smiled a little evilly:

"Miss, please?"

Looking at the potion handed over by Dotore, she could even feel the warmth brought by the green fluorescence on her face. It wasn't that she didn't have the idea of ​​​​rejecting, but thinking of her situation of being dependent on others, she had no choice but to reach out her hand resignedly.

When the girl's hand almost touched the glass outside the reagent, Dotore's hand spun around in the air, causing the girl's hand to fly away:

"Not for you."

He sealed the reagent, put it inside his coat, and walked towards the door:

"I'm going out. You can go wherever you like. The spare key is at the door."

When Dotore walked to the door and just put his hand on the handle, he seemed to suddenly think of something and turned his head to look at the girl's obviously vacant eyes:

"correct--"

"Don't let your 'mother' take you back again."

-

In the basement of a certain laboratory, shrill screams echoed in a closed space, and when they reached Pantalone's ears outside a glass wall, only dull sobbing remained.

Pantalone took a sip of tea and looked solemnly at the humanoid "experiment" on the other side of the glass wall, and then at Dotore, who was hugging his chest and looking full of interest.

How come the dignified "doctor" can't even make soundproof glass?

So Pantalone naturally attributed the somewhat annoying sound to Dotore's bad taste.

They capitalists just want money. These people who are engaged in scientific research want money from capitalists.

These people who are engaged in scientific research are very scary.

The fluorescent green color fell down the needle tube drop by drop, and then snaked its way into the man's body. The bones in his body seemed to be slowly melting, and the skin and flesh collapsed bit by bit, accumulating layer upon layer. Come together.

The scene was somewhat physically uncomfortable.

Pantalone thought to herself as she took another sip of tea.

This tea is good, probably from Liyue.

With this in mind, Pantalone took another sip.

After tasting enough tea, Pantalone spoke:

"What torture potion is this time?"

"What torture?" Dotore said in a lazy tone, full of ridicule and contempt, "Didn't you say that he was reselling the evil eye? I just developed the injection evil eye and gave it to him. "

"He should be thanking me."

In the laboratory, a whole bottle of green reagents reached the bottom. The man trembled violently, and his body that had been stretched out bulged out from under his skin, instantly drowning the man's frightened expression.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, and even the small coffee table between the two of them trembled slightly.

In the glass room, there was no blood, only grass seeds scattered on the ground.

No one spoke, but the silence did not last long, and the grass seeds began to explode one after another, like playing a grand symphony.

"Ah, failed."

There was no loss in Dotore's voice:

"Oh, it seems I forgot to add something."

His tone was so calm that Pantalone suspected that he did it on purpose.

"Doesn't it look like what you in Liyue are putting out during the holidays—"

"firecracker?"

Human firecrackers?

Pantalone frowned slightly.

Unable to keep up with Dotore's erratic and cruel thinking, Pantalone selectively ignored the question and changed the subject:

"What are you showing me this for?"

Dotore didn't feel annoyed when he didn't receive an answer. He just leaned back in his chair and said confidently:

"Just to tell you, my experiments went really fast."

Oh, I got it.

What was blown up just now turned out to be his funds.

So Pantalone chose to turn over a topic that he didn't want to participate in again, and brought the meeting back to its original purpose:

"I heard that you took her out? And you even broke off a slice?"

"Ah, that's what happened." Dotore put his face on his hands and grinned, "Speaking of which, she also helped with the firecrackers."

"I don't know, what would she think if she knew she was making something like this..."