What does death mean?

In the laboratory, Lingling looked at the small ball lying in the treatment chamber. She didn't know what was going on.

Why do the bad uncles in the laboratory all look disappointed?

Although she didn't like these uncles at all, because they always inserted sharp needles into her flesh, it was so painful, Lingling didn't like it at all.

However, the optimistic Lingling decided not to be angry with them for the time being, because she didn't know why she was floating in the air and could still see her body.

Lingling floated in front of them and asked softly, "Bad uncles, can you tell Lingling why there are two Linglings here?"

"Bad uncle, why is Lingling flying~"

But no one paid any attention to Lingling. Lingling puffed up her chubby face and asked again, "Can any uncle answer Lingling? Children who don't answer questions are not good children."

This time someone spoke up.

One of the researchers clicked on the details on the treatment cabin panel, shook his head, and said to the others, "Unfortunately, Experiment 0 has died. This also means that our attempt to artificially control the transformation into beast form has completely failed."

"What a pity, it was just a little bit short."

"What a pity there is no time! There is news that the federal army has found our location. We have to evacuate immediately. Let's pack up and go!" An experimenter who had just turned off the intelligent computer message shouted anxiously.

The other researchers looked at Lingling's small body with regret, and began to complain, "What a shame! It's the most integrated experiment so far. We're just one step away from testing the results of the transformation."

"Yeah, tell me what went wrong. It was working perfectly before. This is the most perfect experiment so far."

"Alas, there's nothing we can do. We've failed now. Let's pack up."

"Take Subject 0 with you. Even though he's dead, we can still study the cause of his failure. He still has research value."

"Yes, take them away, quickly!" With that, all the experimenters began to disperse, preparing to pack up and evacuate.

Death, what is death?

Lingling floated in the air with her legs crossed, looking deep in thought.

"Uncle Bai, are you there? Can you tell Lingling what death means?" Lingling looked at the small white bracelet on her wrist in the treatment cabin and asked softly.

This little person was in a bad state before death, which was reflected in his soul. Not only was his body covered with bruises, but his big watery eyes also looked foggy, which made people feel distressed and pity when they saw it.

However, the ignorant Lingling didn't know that no one could hear her.

Lingling waited and waited for a long time, but Uncle Bai, who usually answered her questions, didn't respond to her.

A feeling of panic came over him, and he suddenly panicked. He hurriedly wanted to touch the wrist of the little man lying silently in the treatment cabin.

At this moment, the bracelet on Lingling's wrist suddenly flashed a dazzling white light, and then the laboratory exploded...

The sudden explosion plunged Lingling into darkness...

But slowly, in the darkness, Lingling gradually regained consciousness.

A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling came into her consciousness.

Cold, hungry and in pain.

At that moment, Lingling thought she was locked up in the laboratory again, getting injections and having her blood drawn. No matter how loud she cried, no one would stop hurting her. Only after the experiment was over could she get a moment of rest and respite.

But soon she felt something was wrong.

A fresh and fragrant smell came from the tip of her nose, a smell she had never smelled in the laboratory before.

Lingling was very curious and struggled to open her big watery eyes.

What meets the eye is a vast expanse of colorful flowers, plants and trees.

Wow~ What place is this?

Lingling turned her head with difficulty and looked around curiously. She found herself lying in a patch of grass. Except for the place where she was lying, which was flattened, the surrounding area was covered with grass taller than her.

When Lingling found out that this was not a laboratory, she became excited because she had never left the experimental base since she was a child. She wanted to get up from the ground and have fun, but when she tried to get up, she found that she could not.

I held the little hand in front of my eyes in confusion. The palm in front of me was pink and tender, with a few dimples. The five little fingers were white and plump like little white radishes, soft and cute no matter how I looked at it.

Emm, it is indeed a child's hand, but it has become a little smaller. Not only the hands, but my body seems to have become smaller as well.

It seems that the clothes on his body have also been changed?

Lingling raised her little hand and poked herself. It was a little rough, not as smooth as the lab coat.

Lingling looked puzzled. What on earth was going on?

It was quiet all around, and Lingling's excitement at seeing the unfamiliar scenery gradually faded away.

There was no one around, and the series of unknowns and physical discomfort made her begin to fear. Tears gradually filled her eyes and she was about to burst out. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice in her mind.

"Lingling, don't be afraid. Uncle Bai is here."