Breeding animals

One of Adair found a small problem when he was doing daily records. One of the experimental subjects was not labeled. This experimental subject looked like a mollusc. Harmful but it looks really disgusting. The huge jaw occupies almost two-thirds of its entire face. The four small claws are like a salamander, and the eyes are tightly closed. I can't figure out what it looks like.

"Well, I think you'd look better if you were all black." Adair suggested to it.

Then Adair checked all the test subjects and found that the glass test tubes in which they were cultivated were labeled, only this one test subject was not.And the label numbers of other experimental subjects are still consistent, well, this is their fault.

Out of selfishness, Adair did not report this matter to the people above.

Soon Adair got the news from above that the experimental subjects given to him were all experimental subjects that were about to be abandoned. Their vital signs were too weak, and they would die soon without even needing to explode.

This is really common news——Adair looked at these experimental subjects with a heavy heart, well, he still didn't abandon his innate poetic feelings.

So Adair started his new job - taking care of a group of abandoned little guys.

These poor little things are going to die anytime, anywhere.

"Damn it, these people should go to hell," Adair cursed.

Because of the sympathy for these poor little guys in his heart, Adair is very responsible in taking care of these little guys.

This also led to an unexpected result...

The signs of life in the little guy with no signs were getting stronger.

"If your vitality is tenacious enough, when this thing jumps to 7, I will break the glass and release you." Adair waved the life meter in his hand. Now it shows 3, the status of this little guy Not very perfect, generally speaking, 8 is a normal value.

Adair knew that he was a little crazy to say such things to a potentially dangerous and... well, little monster, but he had to find some fun for himself to survive here.

Well, Adair also has some regrets for making such a promise. Of course, this little guy will probably never reach 7 in his lifetime.

"If you can really reach 7, I will fulfill my promise, although I have some regrets, maybe you will eat me as soon as you come out with an explosion... But I will keep my promise." Adair's brother once screamed He said to Adair that he is a person who has a mental illness about promises, as long as he makes promises, he will fulfill them, and he must let others fulfill the promises made to him, no matter what others are The situation is that Adair's elder brother Victor Allens promised to buy sweet candies for Adair, but he forgot.

"You couldn't have been more fortunate that you weren't labeled."

Because of the accident of subject No. 489, the upper-level experimenters began to regularly inspect all laboratories to ensure safety.

Because the little monster wasn't tagged, Adair could even sneak it back into the room from a blind spot under surveillance without being noticed.

Now the high-level personnel of the laboratory have begun to give up the monitoring of Adair, and most of the managers here regard Adair as an incompetent experiment recorder.

"It's really lucky..." Adair wanted to say "cute" or "little sweetheart", but the creature in the big glass test tube is indeed not suitable for such a title, "little monster." At last Adair said what she wanted for the little monster in her heart The most appropriate title.

The records still have to go on, although most of the data are meaningless, and the managers rarely read Adair's records, especially the records in this small laboratory, where there is also a lot of arrogance and prejudice.

These deformed experimental subjects are all kinds of grotesque aquatic or amphibious creatures, most of them are marine creatures, and a few are aquatic creatures, so it is difficult for even the well-informed Adair to distinguish them, let alone in the presence of viruses. Most of them become very deformed under the influence.

"Oh, you look very pessimistic." Adair said to a fish-like creature with a huge tumor on its head. He looked at its label, number bw147, wb is the abbreviation of bornwater, which means aquatic, sub Dale took a notebook and recorded it. The life strength of bw147 was only 1-this is a very bad number.

Pick up the caller Adair and call Radha.

"What's wrong with Adair?" Lada was also recording data, and soon he would no longer need to record data, he was selected to give the experimental human a preliminary injection.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I really have a problem that I don't understand. I don't have enough nutrient solution for a little thing here. Do you know where I can get the nutrient solution?"

"Go to the Iron Maiden in the East District. She is in charge of this. Well, as long as you don't call her the Iron Maiden, she will be very generous to you."

"Oh thank you, I think I should call her Ms. but I don't know her last name."

"Nobody knows her last name, you just have to call her Ma'am, she'll love it."