Chapter 211 A Bold Guess
Seeing that the test tube was almost full, but there were still many devouring insects in the formation, Shen Yijin quickly asked someone to bring a few more.
The researchers who were watching finally reacted and hurried away, only to come back with many test tubes.
All the phagocytes were finally put into test tubes, and the black fog filled four tubes.
Shen Yijin was not sure whether there were still devouring insects in the bodies of the lame man and the scarred man, so she did not set up a formation to cover the two of them.
She was also afraid that the black mist in the test tubes would turn into devouring insects again and crawl out of the test tubes, so she drew an isolation formation on each test tube.
"Those bugs are called phagophores. When they die, they turn into black mist." Shen Yijin returned the test tube to the researcher and turned to Xiong Zehui to explain the origin of the bugs. "We just came back from the laboratory in Beilanshan. These bugs were developed in the laboratory. Although the laboratory is still under the name of Beilanshan, it has been taken over by someone else."
The researchers held four test tubes as if they were holding a hot yam.
Everyone knows where the black mist comes from, and no one wants to get close to it.
They join special departments because of the salary and benefits offered, not for adventure or excitement.
If you get a worm in your head while analyzing the carcass of a parasite, it would be a waste of time.
The researchers' reluctance was written all over their faces. Shen Yijin knew what they were thinking at a glance: "I drew a formation on the test tube. Even if you pull out the lid, they won't run out. If you don't dare to study it, give it to someone who dares to study it."
It is human nature to be afraid of death, and Shen Yijin can understand that, but she also believes that there must be scientific researchers in the special department who are not afraid of death. If they are given the black fog to study, they will definitely be able to analyze a lot of useful information.
When the researchers heard what Shen Yijin said, they felt relieved.
One of the researchers laughed it off: "It's not that we are afraid. It's mainly because we haven't figured out the research route and emergency countermeasures yet. If we rashly start the experiment, we can't afford the consequences."
Shen Yijin didn't care what the researchers thought. She nodded perfunctorily and turned to Xiong Zehui and said, "Don't move these two people yet. They may wake up soon. If they wake up, let them stay here. Don't unlock the formation for them before you figure out a way to deal with the insect eaters."
Xiong Zehui nodded quickly: "Don't worry, we won't let them out without your permission."
Even if Shen Yijin asked, he didn't dare to let the person out.
Shen Yijin came to the special department this time to talk about insect eating.
There were about ten more scientific researchers this time, so Xiong Zehui took everyone to the conference room.
There were groups from other fields having meetings in the conference room. After hearing about the insect-eating thing, they expressed their willingness to listen to Shen Yijin talk about the Gu-eating thing first.
Chen Yijin and Nan Mingcheng told everyone about their experiences in the laboratory, focusing on the content related to phagocytosis.
She mentioned the Face Ghost again in the middle of the conversation: "Do you remember the Face Ghost that was born in an office building before? Its core is emotion. The experiments related to entomophagy are based on the Face Ghost, but there are major changes."
Everyone in the special department knows about the Face-Skin Ghost.
Xiong Zehui was particularly impressed by it: "Is it the ghost that got the job? I saw it going on a mission with the police some time ago."
Chen Yijin nodded and said, "Yes, that's it. The only experimenter in the laboratory said that they want to develop a person who is made up entirely of emotions. This should be what the laboratory said to the experimenters, but in fact, their purpose is definitely not this. The name of this experimental project is 'Restart Plan'. You can imagine what will happen if the experiment is successful."
The researchers fell into deep thought, but the people who had been in the meeting room from the beginning spoke up: "Does it mean that they want people to abandon their bodies and survive in the world relying only on emotions?"
After he finished speaking, he felt that his reasoning did not make sense: "No, that's not right. If that's the case, then if we single out human consciousness, we can survive in the world based on consciousness alone, which should be more useful than emotions. Human emotions are fickle, and it won't work if we act on emotions alone without the constraints of consciousness..."
The researchers also had their own guesses, and they were even more imaginative: "Use people made of emotions to explore the universe? Even if the emotion group dissipates, it will not affect people, and they can survive without oxygen. Let them explore the second planet in the universe where humans can live. Maybe humans will be able to migrate to other planets soon. This should also be considered a restart, right?"
"That's a very good point. Don't say it again next time." Someone retorted, "They use such young children as experimental subjects. Do you expect them to care about the human beings on the earth? You are daydreaming! Their experiments are definitely not good for humanity!"
The researchers were not happy: "Instead of daydreaming, why don't you come up with a guess? You don't have any ideas at all, and you still have the nerve to find fault with me. I think your group should just be called the Finding Faults Group. Every time we develop a product, you find fault with it, saying it's not easy to use. If you have the ability, do your own research!"
Before they had even discussed a few words, both sides started arguing in the conference room, bringing up personal grudges.
Xiong Zehui hurried to stop the fight, sweating profusely.
Nan Mingcheng immediately looked at Shen Yijin, wanting to know what she was going to do next.
These people didn't look like they could calm down and continue the meeting, and he was ready to take Shen Yijin away at any time.
At this time, Shen Yijin was not affected by the noise in the conference room at all, but fell into deep thought.
She felt that the first guess made sense, but there was still something missing.
The leader and elders of the Meteorite Sect came to this world without power or influence, and lived a life completely different from before. They definitely couldn't stand such a huge gap...
Shen Yijin's eyes lit up, and she probably knew what the restart plan meant.
But she couldn't tell anyone in the special department about this, so she whispered to Nan Mingcheng, "Do you think they want to rule the world and become the Supreme Being?"
If everyone else in the world except them were made up of emotions and had no consciousness, no one would resist them.
These emotions are extracted from the human brain nerves, have human memories, and are fully capable of taking over humans and continuing production and life.
This way, they wouldn't have to worry about someone like Bei Lanshan, who would come back to the sect to seek revenge on them after finding out that they had schemed to kill Hu Yunrong.
Nan Mingcheng was shocked by Shen Yijin's bold guess: "This...isn't possible?"
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