An Zhe watched his spores stretch out hyphae and touch Lu Xun through the glass. Even when Lu Xun's body left, the hyphae drooped down, and the look even had a hint of loss.
Seeing the spores behave like this, An Zhe felt a little sad, as if he had just experienced it himself. When Lu Xun raised his body, he didn't want him to get close to the spores, but when he let go, he wanted him to stay a little longer.
In this brief second, the camera switched to a researcher in a white coat, who said that this sample showed an unprecedented inertia in infection mutation.
"After months of analysis and research, the sample extracts will not infect any organisms. Similarly, when we infected the sample with mutant biological extracts, we did not observe any changes in its structure." The researcher said: "Lighthouse believes that this may be a breakthrough for us to overcome mutations."
An Zhe held the handle of the thermos tightly. Humans said that his spores are a breakthrough for overcoming mutations, which means that the spores will be protected very strictly.
Finally, the announcer summarized the news in a positive tone, saying that the future of the foundation is bright and thanked the researchers for their efforts.
The news time was over, and then the weather forecast came. According to the observation of the lighthouse, the area where the base was located will experience a substantial rise in temperature in the next three months, and all areas were reminded, especially the lighthouse laboratory and the Eden Animal Breeding Base, to take precautions.
An Zhe was in no mood to listen anymore. He left home and got on the shuttle. On the way, he was thinking about how to get close to his spores. First, he had to know the exact location of the laboratory, and then observe the working habits of the researchers. Generally speaking, researchers would not stay in the laboratory 24 hours a day. If he could enter the laboratory through the ventilation duct when no one was around, and then find a way to take the spores back into his body,
then he could find a way to leave the human base and return to the abyss.
The experimental samples were stolen, and humans would definitely track them down to the end. It seemed that he had no choice but to escape.
Thinking of this, An Zhe turned his head blankly and looked through the glass of the shuttle at the brightly lit city in the night. The aurora had already risen, and the green light was rolling in the night sky, changing rapidly, just like the passage of time.
The radio sounded, and the Twin Towers arrived.
An Zhe got off the car holding the thermos, swiped the door with Lu Xun's ID card, entered the lobby, and went upstairs. In the silver corridor, every laboratory was brightly lit, and different instruments emitted sounds of different frequencies, going back and forth one after another. He found the doctor's laboratory, but only Dr. Ji and his assistant were inside.
"You come." The doctor looked up at him and said, "Lu Xun will be back soon."
"Okay." An Zhe put the thermos on the workbench, spread it out, and served the doctor a bowl. The performance of the thermos was very good. The soup was boiling hot, and the rich aroma emanated with the steaming white mist, filling the entire laboratory.
"Hey," the doctor picked up the tableware he handed over, "You are so nice."
An Zhe smiled.
The doctor: "Aren't you going to eat?"
An Zhe: "I'll wait for him to come back."
The doctor: "Tsk."
"I won't wait for him." The doctor said, and then he looked at the assistant: "Keep it."
The assistant said: "Okay."
An Zhe looked at the computer interface in front of the doctor, and the central window was playing Si Nan's video information. Under this window is another window, partly covered, showing the mail sending list. The doctor sent a mail to two recipients, "Downtown" and "Institute".
His eyes turned back to Sinan, the gray bee, on the video. Lily was chatting with him aimlessly. One second she was saying, "Can you make honey?", and the next second she said, "Is it more fun to be a human or a bee?"
He said, "It gets bigger."
And it gets bigger very noticeably.
The doctor ate a piece of chicken and squinted at the screen: "Indeed."
The assistant said at the right time: "Gained 10 kilograms."
The doctor: "What does it eat?"
The assistant: "It eats.
" The doctor said: "It's like this again."
"I shouldn't think about this problem during mealtime," he said, "I was very happy."
An Zhe asked him: "Why?"
"The change and growth of alien species not only violates the definition of biology, but also challenges the law of conservation of energy." The doctor looked at Sinan and said, "Living things absorb energy from the outside world and convert it into themselves. But when humans become alien species, their body size may increase tenfold, and their muscle mass is many times higher than that of humans. Where does all that energy come from? Human flesh and blood can't provide that much as a culture dish. They are simply created out of nothing."
An Zhe didn't say anything. He didn't have this knowledge, but the creatures in the abyss were indeed very large.
"Never mind," the doctor sighed, "It's not a one-time thing for our knowledge system to fail completely."
He continued to immerse himself in the delicious bowl of mushroom soup, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen.
When he was about to finish drinking, An Zhe asked, "Do you want more?"
The doctor didn't answer. Anzhe looked into his eyes and found that he was staring at the screen.
"Replay," he said.
The assistant played the video back to one minute ago.
Lily said she was tired and leaned against the glass wall: "Don't hit the wall, it hurts."
She added: "Although it's tiring to keep talking, the lighthouse is more fun than the Garden of Eden."
At this moment, Si Nan regained his brief consciousness and tapped the glass lightly with his chelicerae covered with fluff and thorns.
Lily: "You're awake."
The chelicerae trembled lightly and tapped several times in succession.
The doctor frowned.
"0.5 times speed, replay again."
The picture was enlarged and the speed was slowed down, focusing on the movement of it tapping the glass.
"The interval between the first and second taps is the same. After a long pause, tap again, and then pause for another long time." The doctor took out a notebook and quickly marked on it with a ballpoint pen. "After this pause, tap three times in a row with the same interval." As
he spoke, he wrote down the numbers 2, 1, and 3 on the paper.
After the video was played, the doctor said, "Next is the wake-up record."
The assistant began to adjust the progress. He looked like a student of the doctor and asked, "Do you suspect that it uses the knocking frequency to transmit messages?"
The doctor: "This is definitely not normal... but he is just a six-year-old boy."
He looked at An Zhe: "What courses are in your math and logic classes?"
An Zhe said: "Arithmetic, geometry and reasoning."
"Will you tell them stories in class?" The doctor said: "Like wireless codes."
"No." He said again: "He didn't enter Class A, so he wouldn't have such a high IQ."
An Zhe: "His test paper is full marks. The reason he couldn't enter Class A is psychological."
The doctor nodded to show that he understood and started watching the next video. In this video, Si Nan is awake for a short time. He knocks twice quickly, with a different interval than before.
The doctor draws two points very close to each other on the paper: "Next segment."
In the next segment, Si Nan knocks seven times at the same interval.
The next segment - in this video, it is awake for a full five seconds. In the first half of the video, its performance is shockingly consistent with the first video: two, one, three. When the third knock is completed, he pauses for a long time, and then quickly knocks twice. This video is like a splicing of the first and second segments.
The doctor makes a note in his notebook, and the video continues to play. In the fifth video, he knocks seven times in a row and evenly. In all the moments of lucidity since then, his tapping has maintained this cycle until five o'clock, when Lily was picked up by the workers of the Garden of Eden.
The doctor wrote down a string of numbers like this in his notebook.
2, 1, 3, 1, 1, 7, 2, 1, 3, 1, 1, 7, 2...
The assistant said, "Do you want to find someone with a mathematical background to decipher it?"
"No," the doctor said, "The message he wants to convey is very short, it won't be difficult... Let me think about it."
An Zhe frowned and looked at the string of numbers. Humans communicate through language, and he didn't know how numbers could take on the function of conveying information unless these numbers contained some text.
"2, 1, 3..." The doctor's frown seemed to relax a little.
An Zhe hesitated for a moment and asked, "B, A, C?"
"Alphabet," the doctor quickly wrote down the three letters BAC on the paper. An Zhe looked at his previous records. After 2, 1, 3, Si Nan tapped twice in a row, so it should be bacaa. The sixth tap was seven times, and 7 corresponds to the letter g in the alphabet.
In line with his thinking, the doctor wrote down the six letters bacaag, but drew a horizontal line under the two consecutive a's.
The assistant said, "The interval between these two taps is very short, which is another language expression."