Chapter 530 Black Liquid VS Red Liquid

Jingshu opened her mouth. She certainly remembered that when she got on the minibus, she saw this thing at first sight. At that time, she was wondering why the people who modified the car were so idle that they put a pedal bicycle on the car to exercise?

Only now did she realize...it was a paddling pedal. As for the principle, she quickly figured it out. It was just like the two-person boat in the park's lake when she was a kid. There was a pedal, and you pushed hard, and a propeller underneath paddled the water, making it move. But the power, haha, was indescribable.

So, can such a large minibus be pulled by just a bicycle pedal?

Of course, we are now facing a huge problem that is difficult to overcome.

"How about we look for another way first? And think of other solutions?"

Everyone pondered the issue. The minibus's transformation was a one-time thing. If it were to switch to a water mode, it would destroy the land structure. This was a worrying development. Who knew how many more roads there would be? Therefore, if it was possible to avoid using that mode, it should be avoided. Even if the minibus was slow, it still had four legs. If it really lost its power, those on two legs would be exhausted.

Yang Yang took a board from the minibus and tied it to his feet, wanting to try out the mud puddle. He even humorously asked Jing Shu, "Do you want to go skiing?"

Jingshu said, "You go first, I'll watch from behind." In fact, she was also secretly looking forward to it, because Jingshu was also very talented in playing.

Because the mud here is like a swamp, extremely sticky and elastic, Yang Yang has a hard time moving on the mud, and can only move forward one plank at a time.

It turned out that skiing was not as boring as I had imagined. Jingshu shook her head.

Hongbin went to look around to see if they could climb the slope and bypass the mud pit even if there was no road. Lvliu sent a drone to see how big the mud pit was and what the situation was like nearby.

Even though Jingshu was wearing thick clothes that covered every part of her body, the cool feeling coming from the muddy water under her feet still made her feel uncomfortable. She was afraid that her feet would get sores due to such coldness. She really envied Jun Bao, who could take a bath and wash his feet every day. She also wanted to soak her feet in hot water.

No, Jingshu decided to wear thicker wool socks when she got home because her feet were so cold.

The fat chicken was wearing its shoes and dancing freely in the mud. It was very careful not to splash any mud. It sucked it down quickly from time to time and always picked up a little mud and swallowed it with enjoyment.

"Clack!"

The fat chicken crowed even more happily. The muddy water here tasted good, just the taste it liked.

Jun Bao took out a bucket and ran to dig mud again. He did not dig randomly without thinking, but always dug selectively. However, his anti-mud boots only reached his knees. He wanted to go deeper, but he felt a little regretful, because he always felt that the mud in the quagmire was more worthy of research.

"Maybe we can stop when we pass the center later." As the person in charge, you can stop whenever you want.

The fat chicken flapped its wings and made the "dragonfly touching the water" movement on the mud puddle, still eating the mud in the puddle. Looking closely, it seemed that the fat chicken was not eating casually.

Jun Bao looked at the chicken thoughtfully. Could it have discovered something? It's said that animals have the most sensitive six senses...

"Your chickens also discovered the unique mud, which is the same as the unique mud I discovered." Jun Bao said to Jingshu, as if implying that your chickens have discovered it, so why didn't you?

Jingshu raised an eyebrow. Muddy water? What was so special about muddy water? From her past life to this one, she had never encountered any muddy water that was different from others. The fourth year of the landslide, muddy water everywhere, wasn't it all the same?

Originally, Jingshu didn't want to pay attention to this idle guy, but Jingshu finally said perfunctorily: "What's the difference? My chickens eat mud and water every day, it's normal." But judging from the past few days, the fat chicken was indeed in a good mood.

Jun Bao handed the bucket over and said without hiding anything: "This muddy water contains the genes of the red liquid you brought back from the United States last year. Although there are only one or two similar genes, I think they are very valuable for research. Look, you

The chickens really like them, which may confirm my guess. Maybe this is a breakthrough in the study of dark food. "

Jun Bao knew that Jingshu also had the red liquid. This liquid was discovered by Jingshu. If there was another breakthrough in the research, he would have to look for Jingshu again, so he generously shared the information now, which was considered as a good friendship.

Jingshu's brows twitched. Red liquid! She knew exactly what the red liquid represented. It was the only thing she had ever seen that could compete with Lingquan.

Moreover, it was with the red liquid that bred the dinosaur chickens, which gave the family another way to make a living and an extra layer of security in the apocalypse. At least, the dinosaur chickens could survive without any food and rely solely on dark matter, and they could even lay eggs. No one knew better than Jingshu what this meant in the apocalypse.

Unfortunately, the downside is that breeding is too difficult.

Last year, when she went to the United States, 99% of the red liquid was preciously collected by her in the space. Only a little bit was picked up by Zhen Nantian and Yang Yang. It must be reported and studied, but she did not expect that this unknown nephew of Jin Tianci would have first-hand information.

Jingshu shifted her gaze to the bucket. Her space was very calm, without even a trace of fluctuation. She couldn't help but feel puzzled, because she had a strong feeling of the red liquid at that time.

Jingshu took off her gloves, put her hands into the bucket, and carefully used the Rubik's Cube space to feel it, trying to arouse a little resonance, but there was no response at all.

"Are you sure? How can you tell the difference? The mud here is so big..."

Jun Bao took out an iron spoon and said, "It's very simple. Anything that reacts with iron will contain a trace of the liquid we're looking for. If you put a spoonful of it and it looks like flowing stars in the sky, that's it. Look, this is what I've been working hard to extract these past few days."

As he spoke, Jun Bao took out a thumb-sized bottle with only a dozen drops of black liquid in it, estimated to be less than 1 ml.

It seemed nothing at first glance, but when Jingshu touched the bottle and then actually came into contact with the black liquid inside, Jingshu's mind exploded instantly, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down her forehead. She had an urge to take it for herself, and she almost took all the liquid into the space in an instant.

Jingshu suppressed the urge to cheer in her mind. Her headache was splitting. She forced herself to return the bottle. These thoughts retreated like flowing water, as if nothing had happened.