Chapter 99

It turns out these are not incubators, but incubators for hatching eggs.

Before Wen Xin could take a step forward to take a closer look, a slightly sharp rebuke came from behind him: "What are you doing standing here during work hours? Are you trying to slack off?"

The young man standing at the door was wearing the same white coat as Wen Xin. He looked older, with short black hair, a long face, and an expression of obvious displeasure.

"……no."

In a flash, guesses about the current situation quickly flashed through Wen Xin's mind.

He lowered his eyelashes, looking somewhat dull and uncommunicative: "I just passed by here and heard some strange noises inside, so I came in to take a look."

"Really?"

The young man looked at him doubtfully.

Wen Xin raised his eyes without leaving a trace, and his sight swept across the other person's badge.

【Zhou Zhao, Assistant Researcher, Department of Biology】

Perhaps because Wen Xin did not show any abnormality, Zhou Zhao withdrew his suspicious eyes, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "That's perfect. The observation data of this batch of eggs has not been updated today. Go and do it. Come to the B3 observation room before 1pm."

After saying this, he turned around and left without even bothering to ask for Wen Xin's opinion.

Wen Xin looked at his badge with a sense of something.

【Biology Research Intern】

He couldn't help but bask in the sun.

One was a mid-level employee who had officially joined the company, and the other was a junior intern. No wonder the man was determined not to refuse his request.

Then Wen Xin's eyes turned and fell on the two words "Wen Xin" that marked his name, and paused slightly.

There is no need to consider whether there is a problem with his memory. From a logical point of view, it is impossible for him to have been a research intern.

The case is solved.

Either everything he saw was an illusion, or someone had created a new identity for him and thrown him into this strange place.

Wen Xin, who has raised a psychedelic fox, prefers the former.

Could it be an illusion created by Xiao Hei?

Hard to say.

Putting aside the fact that Xiao Hei had never shown the ability to create illusions, what was the reason for pulling himself into the illusion at this time? Wen Xin couldn't figure it out.

He was more worried about the whereabouts of the scaled tree viper and the little squirrel. Fortunately, Xiao Hei seemed to be still rational and would not attack the dumplings.

After pondering for a moment, Wen Xin decided to follow the routine and disguise himself as an intern, while looking for Tuanzi and dealing with the situation.

He searched the room and found a clipboard on the table.

The board lists data about the incubator's temperature, humidity, hours of light, and the condition of the eggs.

The text has a format and the data is all on the display screen so you can just write it down. There are no awkward professional terms, so it is not difficult to get started.

However, Wen Xin looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 12:03.

Zhou Zhao asked him to go to the B3 observation room before 1 p.m., but the problem was that he didn't know the exact location of the observation room.

I had to record the status of more than ten eggs and find an observation room, so time was not a bit tight.

Wen Xin took a clipboard and a pen and began to race against time.

The incubator used here is a bit like a microwave, with transparent glass in front for observation, a searchlight on top, and an adjustable heating tube underneath.

The eggs lay quietly on the heating tubes, with various patterns and sizes, and they looked like they were not of the same variety.

The warm yellow light shines on the surface of the egg, and a vaguely formed outline can be seen.

Small, chubby, curled up into a ball, not moving much.

Wen Xin had never incubated eggs artificially, so he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for the eggs to remain motionless.

But comparing the data on the display, there is not much difference from before, so there should be no problem.

About twenty minutes later, he finally finished filling in today's data.

No one came back to the nursery during this time, making it seem a bit deserted.

Putting down the recording board, Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

According to previous work experience, information recorded on paper generally needs to be registered as an electronic file.

There's no rush. We can wait until he comes back.

It has been a long time since I wrote so many words in a life-and-death situation. Wen Xin pressed his sore thenar muscles and walked to the door.

Suddenly, he noticed that the door of the room in front of him was opened from the inside. He subconsciously retracted his steps and turned sideways to hide his figure.

A large group of people in white coats poured out of the room, including Zhou Zhao who had just pointed his finger at the air controller.

Seeing the corridor empty just now, Wen Xin thought everyone had gone to eat, but he didn't expect that they were all gathered in one room.

Those people in white coats, with beaming faces and constantly muttering things like "the development is good", "there will definitely be results this time", "the minimum is A grade", etc., gradually walked away.

Wen Xin concentrated and looked at the sign on the room: Nursery Room A1.

There is another room between the two rooms, which is labeled "A2 Nursery Room".

After a few seconds, the door of the room opened and a group of people in white coats walked out.

They didn't look as happy as the others just now, but they seemed relaxed and comfortable. The topics they discussed were nothing more than "development status", "hatching time" and "level assessment".

When passing by the A1 nursery, one of them stopped for a moment and gave an envious look.

The person next to him patted him on the back and said, "Okay, not everyone is qualified to take over a quasi-A-level mutant. Our batch of eggs are in good condition. If you take good care of them, they will definitely evolve in the future."

"As long as you hatch a B-grade, you can get a full-time position from an intern, and if you train an A-grade, you can be promoted directly to an assistant researcher. Good luck!"

"Yeah, I know." The man calmed down and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Oops, I think I left something behind. Wait for me a moment."

When he turned around, he saw Wen Xin standing at the door. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly showed a sympathetic expression.

Wen Xin followed his line of sight and looked at the sign above his head.

——A3 nursery room.

There are only three nurseries in the entire corridor. A1 has the most people, followed by A2, and finally A3 where Wen Xin is, and he is the only one there.

No, he just told Zhou Zhao that he was just passing by unintentionally, and Zhou Zhao did not question him, which meant that he was not in charge of this nursery.

Considering Zhou Zhao’s attitude, the person directly responsible should be Zhou Zhao himself.

But people went to the A1 nursery and abandoned the eggs without even recording the data.

Wen Xin turned around and looked at the dozen eggs. The four big words "not valued" seemed to be written on each eggshell.

He rubbed his temples and didn't intend to cause any trouble.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Zhao and others were waiting for the elevator in the lobby. Now he chased them and found the observation room.

Wen Xin took a step forward and prepared to leave.

Just at this moment, there was a clicking sound behind him.

A grey egg suddenly rolled and hit the glass of the observation window, then lay crookedly on the edge of the heating tube. The warm yellow light only illuminated half of the eggshell.

Wen Xin, who had just stepped out, said: "..."

There was a noisy sound in the hall, as if the elevator had arrived.

Wen Xin looked forward, and before he could move his legs, there was another clicking sound.

The gray egg rolled over unwillingly and got stuck in the gap in the corner of the heating tube. Most of the egg was covered in shadow and it seemed to shiver from the cold.

Wen Xin told himself calmly that everything was an illusion. The egg's sensory organs were not yet formed, so how could it have self-awareness?

But his feet walked over uncontrollably, and his hands opened the observation window uncontrollably.

Wen Xin put the gray egg down and straightened it, making sure it would not fall out again, and then he touched it lightly.

The eggshell was warm from the heat of the heating tube, like a living being.

He discussed with Dan Da: "I have some unfinished business here, so I have to leave. If you fall out again, no one will help put you back."

Wen Xin was used to coaxing Tuanzi, and couldn't help but say a soothing promise: "Be good and don't move. I'll continue to accompany you when I come back, okay?"

I don't know if Huidan heard it or not, but at least he stopped moving.

Before leaving, Wen Xin subconsciously turned off the lights.

Darkness suddenly fell, wrapping the incubator inside, with only the observation window emitting a bright warm yellow light.

The gray egg lay quietly on the heating tube.

I don't know why, but Wen Xin always feels like a child left alone at home.

He felt that he was probably affected by the illusion and became a little crazy. He closed his eyes, but finally turned on the light again.

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The usual lunch time is between 12 noon and 1 pm.

At 12:35, Zhou Zhaocai came out of the nursery and left with his colleagues.

Wen Xin thought the other party didn't plan to have lunch.

As a result, after quickly catching up with the group, he watched Zhou Zhao follow the crowd downstairs, came to the staff canteen outside the building, ordered a rich meal, and ate it while chatting and laughing.

At this time, the clock on the cafeteria wall had already pointed to 13:02.

Wen Xin fell into deep thought.

He touched his white coat, took out an employee ID and a consumption card similar to the school card from his pocket, and went to the vending machine to buy bread and water without any psychological burden.

Then we ate and walked, not rushing to find the location of the B3 observation room.

This base is probably the origin of mutants, and it is also the place where Xiao Hei and the others were born.

If you can meet the leader, you will know who is the culprit who brought about the end of the world.

However, many places are guarded by armed personnel, and to enter you must have an identity certificate that can pass the system's detection.

Wen Xin retracted his gaze and looked towards the stadium-like building in front of him. Before he got close, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He frowned, stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, threw the plastic packaging into the trash can, and did not dare to explore.

In addition, there is an iron factory that deserves our attention.

Wen Xin looked through the open door and saw the incinerator in operation inside. The observation window was lit with red, hot flames.

Someone was dumping the corpses from the cart into the stove. There were people and animals among the corpses. Wen Xin only took a look and turned away.

After more than ten minutes, Wen Xin found the place.

Another five minutes passed.

Wen Xin, who was waiting at the door of the B3 observation room, looked up at Zhou Zhao, who was late with his colleagues.

Zhou Zhao looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it's on time."

The clock shows 13:29.

Wen Xin maintained the persona of a young intern and smiled shyly.

Zhou Zhao didn't think much about it and put his hand on the fingerprint lock. The machine beeped and the green light came on.

The heavy silver-white metal door opened, revealing a series of independent ecological tanks separated by metal walls, each as big as a small basketball court.

Some eco-zones resemble forests, with lush green leaves and grass, while others resemble aquariums, with clear blue water.

After taking a walk around the base and seeing those bloody scenes, Wen Xin originally thought that the observation room would be a place like a fighting arena, but he did not expect the facilities to be rather sparse and ordinary.

Of course, what is usually there are only facilities, not including the things locked inside.

Wen Xin was not the only intern called here. At this moment, men and women were standing together, looking at the ecological tank built to imitate the tropical rainforest in front of them, and listening to Zhou Zhao's request, they couldn't help but look pale.

"Can't this kind of work be handed over to the cleaners?"

Zhou Zhao threw the shovel at them and said coldly, "Why, do you think it's dirty? You can't even endure this little hardship, and you still want to stay in the base and become a regular employee? Get out of here right now!"

Under his scolding, an intern finally picked up the shovel on the ground tremblingly.

Looking at the piles of feces that were piled up like small hills, he seemed to smell something before he even went in, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and vomit.

Wen Xin didn't expect that today he would be asked to make up for the duty of being a poop-sweeper that he had never fulfilled since raising Tuanzi.

After a while, it's still a small hill.

He sighed, but unlike the other interns whose faces turned pale and blue, he picked up a shovel and observed the mutant trapped inside.

It was a mutant baboon with thick hair and a ferocious face. Even when sitting on the ground, it was taller than an adult. If someone approached, it would make a threatening roar.

Zhou Zhao made a quick operation on the control panel, and white gas began to spray out of the ecological tank.

The mutant baboon suddenly became extremely irritable. It pounded the surface of the tank wildly with its hammer-like fists, making a bang-bang-bang sound.

But I don’t know what material the observation window is made of. It looks like glass, but it is actually harder than metal walls.

Slowly, the mutant baboon's beating slowed down. It raised its head dully, then suddenly closed its eyes and fell to the ground.

"Put on the mask and go in to clean up. The anesthetic gas will only last for two hours, so move faster!" Zhou Zhao ordered bluntly.

The interns were a little hesitant to go in, but when they saw that the mutant baboon seemed to be really fast asleep, they reluctantly walked in with shovels in hand.

Suddenly, the mutant baboon that should have fainted suddenly opened its eyes, a flash of scarlet blood flashed across its eyes, and it rushed towards the intern with a roar!

A huge shadow descended from above, and an intern who was closest to the mutant baboon was hit on the head by its claws. Everyone screamed and ran back subconsciously.

The mutant baboon turned his attention and noticed the open metal door.

Zhou Zhao's heart skipped a beat: "Close the door, don't let it get out!"

But at this point, who can still care?

The intern looked at the monster so close to him, tears and snot streaming down his face, and was so scared that he couldn't move.

At this critical moment, a bony hand reached out from the side and pulled him aside.

The mutant baboon's target was the metal door, but the failed attack seemed to make it even more angry, and it pounced on Wen Xin again with a ferocious face.

"roar!!"

Wen Xin evades flexibly.

The mutant baboon's movements are stiff, which is the effect of the anesthetic gas.

He used his agility to start a chase with the baboon in this small area. The thrilling scenes made the interns who escaped scream in fear.

At the last moment, Wen Xin dodged the fatal attack from the claws, but he didn't expect the mutant baboon to fight to the death. Before fainting, it exploded again and showed its sharp fangs to him.

Wen Xin subconsciously raised his arm and used the shovel to block it.

This might break the bones in his arm, but he was prepared.

The thick hair almost scratched my warm palms, and the hot, fishy smell rushed up my arms.

However, I didn't expect that the violent mutant baboon's expression suddenly changed when it was about to approach, revealing a hint of fear.

The gas took effect and the mutant baboon fell heavily to the ground.

It had its back to the observation window, and only Wen Xin saw the fear on its face in that brief moment.

Shouts of relief erupted from outside the vivarium, and the commotion was so loud that it even attracted other assistant researchers and armed guards on patrol.

Wen Xin was welcomed out like a hero by the interns, and Zhou Zhao softened his expression towards him, praising him for his excellent skills and quick reaction.

As a reward for capturing the mutant baboon, you no longer have to scoop up poop.

Wen Xin was assigned by Zhou Zhao to help, or to be more precise, to record data on the mutants in the observation room.

There are not many mutants in this observation room. At least 90% of the ecological tanks are empty. The only one that looks decent is the mutant baboon just now.

After finishing work in the afternoon, Wen Xin wanted to ask some questions, but Zhou Zhao was impatient to listen to his questions and waved his hand to send him away.

Wen Xin looked at his palm all the way and quickly returned to the A3 nursery.

He thought about it carefully. Before the mutant baboon stopped, it twitched its nose twice. It was obvious that it smelled something that suddenly caused it to be frightened.

However, after Wen Xin woke up, he found that this hand had touched only a few things.

It is impossible that the mutant baboon is afraid of the bread and water he has eaten, or the shovel and recording board he has touched.

Apart from that, the only thing he touched was the gray egg.

Squeak.

The door of the A3 nursery was opened, and the gray egg was still lying intact on the heating tube, enveloped by the warm yellow light, appearing unusually quiet.

Wen Xin walked over, opened the observation window of the incubator, and reached out to touch the gray egg impatiently: "Xiao Hei, is that you?"

But the gray egg moved and suddenly rolled away.

Wen Xin: “?”

He reached out his hand again, and this time the gray egg rolled faster, as if there was something dirty in his hand.

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Wen Xin: “…”

Wen Xin looked at his hands and fell into deep thought.

He turned around and went to the bathroom to carefully scrub his hands and arms that had been sprayed with the mutant baboon's breath with soap.

After washing three or four times in a row, Wen Xin walked back to the incubator.

The gray egg was stuck in front of the observation window, as if it had been watching him silently ever since he went to wash his hands.

At this moment Wen Xin stretched out his hand, and Huidan no longer ran away. Instead, he let him touch it and took the initiative to move it into his palm.

Wen Xin recalled that when the scale viper first adopted the canary and the little fox, it didn't like the two new kids very much.

Whenever he touched the little fox or rubbed the canary's head, the scale viper would come up and rub his palm vigorously, determined to "clean out" the smell.

The mutant is sensitive to smells and has a kind of obsessive possessiveness, which Wen Xin is used to.

But Xiao Hei was different. No matter which dumpling's smell was on his body, Hei Tuanzi would remain calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.

It's nothing like the gray egg in front of you, which would care so much that it would just roll away.

Wen Xin poked the eggshell with his index finger: "Tell me, are you Xiao Hei, huh?"

【Author’s words】

Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated me with nutrient solution during 2023-06-14 03:40:15~2023-06-15 03:43:38~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: JCY 1;

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Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!