Chapter 013 Biological Laboratory
After Bai Tao's constant bargaining (crossed out) and friendly communication, the Ginkgo Tree offered the most favorable trading conditions to its good friend Bai Tao.
Without damaging Bai Tao's body, soul and memory, Ginkgo Tree exchanged his motorcycle for the opportunity to copy something from Bai Tao.
The scales of fairness witnessed that Bai Tao obtained the prop motorcycle, but the price was that a white ball of light flew out of Bai Tao's head and merged into the head of the ginkgo tree.
"Ahh." All the branches of the ginkgo tree suddenly curled up. "What the hell is the regularity of the α-Laplace operator? Yes, it's poisonous!"
Bai Tao was silent. She seemed to know what the ginkgo tree had copied.
The regularity of the α-Laplace operator is Bai Tao's doctoral thesis.
It was the result of her nine years of studying mathematics, and it entered the Ginkgo tree’s brain, which had not been polluted by knowledge...
Well, it’s not wrong to say it’s poisonous.
It seems that this ginkgo tree is still a minor, and Bai Tao rarely feels a little guilty.
It was then pinched off by Bai Tao, and the Ginkgo tree gained a lot of mathematical knowledge for free.
Looking at the few leaves on the ginkgo tree, Bai Tao hoped that she would not be like her classmates, who could not withstand the nourishment of knowledge and became bald at a young age.
Just as I was thinking about it, a gust of wind blew and the ginkgo leaves fell to the ground.
Maybe she could sell some hair tonic? Earn some money for her legwork.
The ginkgo tree finally woke up from the ocean of knowledge and almost fainted when looking at the fallen leaves on the ground.
"My friend, what did you do?"
Bai Tao said innocently: "I didn't do anything. If you don't believe me, ask Hei Ya."
The ginkgo tree's facial features moved toward the black duck.
"Yes, sir, this human did nothing."
"you……"
Bai Tao interrupted the Ginkgo Tree and started to blame it: "It has nothing to do with my light ball. My hair is black, long and thick, and it doesn't fall off easily."
The ginkgo tree was silent, staring at Bai Tao.
Bai Tao comforted: "Friend, is it possible that this is a genetic problem? Other ginkgo trees..." The leaves are quite lush.
The branches of the ginkgo tree exploded, and she silently swallowed the rest of her words.
After a period of impotent rage, the ginkgo tree calmed down.
"Human friend, perhaps you are right. Would you be willing to help me find my father and ask about the situation? I can pay you."
Two balls of light floated in front of Bai Tao.
[Name: Flesh and Blood Regeneration Reagent (Pharmacy)]
[Description: Rich in vitality, it can heal all injuries on the body.
Note: The effect is proportional to the dosage. 】
[Name: Biological Laboratory Transformation Volume (Disposable Props)]
[Description: Want to become stronger? Welcome to the Biological Laboratory! Holding it, you will enter the copy of the Biological Laboratory. After passing the level, you will undergo a free biological transformation, which will greatly improve your combat effectiveness without changing your race.
Note: This transformation volume is suitable for standard humanoid creatures. 】
Bai Tao's arm was already injured, and during the express delivery, the wound broke open, staining her sleeve red.
Potions to heal wounds and transformation scrolls to improve strength are both what Bai Tao urgently needs.
If you don't take advantage of your underage status to clear more dungeons, you will be letting down the benefits given by the system.
Just a commission.
"I answered, buddy, where is your father?"
A ball of light floated into Bai Tao's hands.
“My father works in a biological laboratory.”
How dare you, Ginkgo tree, treat props as rewards!
She suffered a huge loss. It was just a prop. She lost a lot of money.
But the transmission had already begun, and Bai Tao hurriedly raised her middle finger to the ginkgo tree and disappeared.
"Welcome to the biological laboratory, dear humans. You will experience the life of a mouse for three consecutive days. It's time to get up now. Please open your eyes, little mice."
Bai Tao opened her eyes and found that the surrounding environment was completely different from before.
The sound comes from the speakers on the ceiling.
She was in a transparent glass room with a straw bed and a dirty food bowl next to her. There were speakers and surveillance cameras on the ceiling.
On the wall is a schedule of the mouse's daily life.
6:00 Wake up
6:15 Physical examination of mice
8:00 Breakfast
9:00 Exercise
12:00 Lunch
13:00 Performance
16:00 Physical examination of mice
18:00 Dinner
19:00 Little White Mouse's Night Party
22:00 Injection of medicine
24:00 Sleep
Bai Tao's glass house is not the only one. There are hundreds of glass houses densely packed outside, and there are human figures in each of them.
The difference between the natives and the players is clear at a glance. Those who are standing are the players, and those who are crawling on all fours are the natives. Their eyes are numb and they don't think there is anything wrong with crawling on all fours.
Including Bai Tao, there were thirteen people standing, and a total of twelve players were pulled in by the ghost story.
These are the total number of people participating in this dungeon.
Without panicking, after finding that they could not get out of the glass house, the other twelve people searched for their residence on their own initiative. It seemed that all those who came in this time were veterans.
Bai Tao also started searching on her own one acre and three mu of land.
——No rule paper
"Hey guys, did anyone find the rule sheet?"
Everyone spread their hands, no one could find the rule paper.
One of the advantages of a transparent glass room is that everyone can see each other's actions, which at least increases trust.
"Ding Dong, it's 6:15, the physical examination begins, please get ready, little guinea pigs."
The ceiling cracked and blood-red light seeped in. Amidst a loud bang, a huge mechanical arm appeared, grabbed an indigenous person, and left through the crack in the ceiling.
Soon the robotic arm reappeared, and the natives disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the robotic arm.
It claws its way to its next prey.
Catch the mice, leave, come back, catch the mice...
The cycle repeats itself.
The captured mice never came back, and the amount of blood on the robotic arm increased each time.
"We can't just sit there and wait for death. We are all veterans. Let's use props together to kill the robotic arm."
The man called out, his eyes glaring as he stared at the trajectory of the robotic arm. This time the robotic arm's destination was the glass house where he was!
The closer the robotic arm is, the closer death is. We cannot sit there and wait for death, we must take the initiative.
The man used the prop first before the mechanical arm grabbed him.
Like an egg hitting a stone, the man's prop knife hit the mechanical arm and broke into eight pieces.
The robotic arm extended into the glass room where the man was. The man showed fear on his face, but did not resign himself to his fate. Instead, he faced the challenge head-on and rushed towards the robotic arm, waving his fists.
Bai Tao noticed that many copy participants were ready to use props or characteristics to attack the robotic arm, but were worried that their actions would violate the rules of death.
Bai Tao studied mathematics and had never raised mice, but she knew a PhD in life sciences. Once she confirmed that a mouse was crazy or sick, she would immediately dispose of the sick mouse to prevent it from infecting the rat colony.
"Brother, calm down! Think about the rules and the training." The middle-aged man reminded.
Others responded sparsely.
Bai Tao didn't say anything. She was very close to the man and could clearly see that the man's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was crazy. His desire to survive was magnified to the extreme by the copy.
It is impossible to make a person who has a desire to survive give up resistance and be killed.
The man punched the robot arm, but it was intact and his arm was broken.
The mechanical arm grabbed the struggling man, exerted a little force, and the man exploded like a firework.
The man's screams were lost in the air, and the glass room was completely silent, save for the squeaking sounds of the natives running around.
"Plop." Another intruder collapsed to the ground, with a puddle of water on his pants.
The robotic arm was unaware of anything. It interrupted its action of catching the man, brought in a large bucket, and began to clean the glass room that was stained with the man's blood and flesh.
Bai Tao calmly watched the robotic arm working. She was wondering, was this part of the mouse's physical examination really a dead end?
If the room is symmetrical, there are a total of 600 glass houses and 600 mice. Not counting the men, there were a total of thirty-six mice that were taken out by the robotic arm before.
Grasp rules, feature classification...
Room layout? No, that's not right.
Characteristics of the first thirty-six people...
Bai Tao closed her eyes and recalled, they all had one thing in common: they were thin and lifeless.
The robotic arm is selecting mice that are in poor condition?
Because they were in bad condition, the mice failed the test?
"Does anyone have any ideas?" The middle-aged man who was at the bottom of the entire hive, just below Bai Tao's room, spoke.
No one responded. Everyone was afraid of one thing - the robotic arm has hearing, and the louder the sound, the more likely it is to be chosen.
The middle-aged man continued: "Then let me tell you about my discovery first."
"First of all, the rule sheet is not in our glass house. Eight o'clock is breakfast time, which means we may not be able to see the rule sheet before eight o'clock. At least one rule is certain - resisting the mechanical arm will lead to death. This is a death rule."
Bai Tao added: "I think the physical examination of the mice is not a sure thing. Most of the mice that are selected are thin and weak. It is selecting healthy 'guinea pigs'."
In other words, as long as you appear healthy, the test is not scary at all. The fact that the guinea pigs didn't come back before was just a trick played by the copy.
The robotic arm began to capture the people in the glass house again. As if responding to Bai Tao's words, the little white mouse that was captured by the robotic arm came back this time. This little white mouse looked very healthy.
When they realized they wouldn’t be caught for speaking out, they boldly spoke out.
Agreed: "Maybe you are right."
Everyone started discussing the rules.
Some people think that the background is that humans are being kept in captivity by robots at the end of the world and start running wildly towards robots, while others say it's about evil scientists blah blah.
The man in a suit who was closest to the ceiling above him stepped forward and interrupted him: “I think we should not let our imagination run wild.” What if imagination is reality?
"Let's find the rule paper first, and save some energy. We still have to work out later."
Then there was silence. Everyone quietly observed the characteristics of the returned white mouse and guessed what the white mouse would encounter when facing the inspection.
When the robotic arm made its 262nd move, it reached out to the glass house where Bai Tao was.
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