But if Gao Feng wanted to do the saxophone experiment, he had to be ruthless with himself.
Sachs's experiment was very simple: he found a green leaf, placed half in the sunlight, and shaded the other half.
After some time, if you treat the leaf with iodine vapor, you can clearly observe that the half of the leaf exposed to sunlight turns dark blue, while the half that is covered remains unchanged.
There's no high temperature of iodine vapor, but there's iodine tincture, which has the same effect.
He doesn't need leaves; what he needs is his skin... In other words, he needs to cut a piece of skin off his body, half exposed to the sun, and the other half covered... (For fictional purposes only; do not imitate!)
Thinking of this, Gao Ang couldn't help but shudder: "Damn it, they're trying to cut a piece of flesh off me!"
At this point, he hesitated.
Gao Ang is not someone who can't stand the sight of blood; he has slaughtered many animals since he was a child.
Chickens, ducks, and geese are nothing to him. Back in the day, he even poked a wild boar with his own hands and skinned it.
But the thought of giving himself that kind of treatment, of using the same ruthlessness he had when skinning wild boars on himself, still made him hesitate.
After all, this flesh is on his own body, and it's him who's suffering.
"Pah! It's just a piece of meat. If you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm. Let's eat it!"
Gritting his teeth, Gao Ang pulled out his Swiss Army knife from his desk. He had even sharpened it himself to show off. While it might not be able to cut a hair in two, it was certainly more than enough to slice off a piece of flesh from his own body.
He had already turned off the live stream and gathered all the necessary props for the experiment.
What he's missing now is a piece of flesh, or rather, a piece of skin, from a certain part of his body.
"Where should we cut, the arm, the thigh, or the stomach?"
Holding the knife, Gao Ang gestured at these parts of his body, hesitating to make the cut.
After thinking it over, he decided to cut a piece off the inside of his forearm.
Actually, the best spot is the inner thigh, where there are fewer blood vessels and more flesh, and even if there is a wound, it is not easy to be noticed. Otherwise, if someone asks about it later, it will be difficult to explain.
However, considering the problem, he has been wearing pants for the past two days, and his inner thighs have not received any light. If his skin only has local photosynthesis, wouldn't it be a waste of time to cut the flesh from his inner thighs?
The forearm is different. In the middle of summer, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and this area was constantly exposed to the light, so cutting there was the most reasonable option.
To ensure a smooth cutting process, he took out a pen and drew a rectangular area on the inside of his arm, 4 centimeters long and 2 centimeters wide. This area should be large enough for the experiment.
Avoid areas with many blood vessels, hold the Swiss Army knife high in your right hand, and begin making cuts along the drawn lines on the inside of your left forearm.
The cold blade struck the skin, and Gao Liang could clearly see the hairs around the skin stand on end.
"Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back, let's do it!"
With a clenched jaw and a forceful push with his right hand, a distinct pain shot from his left arm to his cerebral cortex.
The body's self-protection mechanism reacted immediately, and his right hand stopped its actions that were harming his body.
"hiss!"
Gao Feng couldn't help but gasp.
The pain signals from the cerebral cortex grew stronger and stronger, and my right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.
This is not tension or fear, but rather a fierce collision of two conflicting signals in the right hand muscle group.
One signal is the body's self-protection signal, requiring the right hand to stop its self-harming actions.
Another signal is a compelling signal transmitted through the cerebral cortex, indicating that action must continue.
As his right hand trembled, the lines cut by the Swiss Army knife gradually became irregular. Fortunately, the cerebral cortex could not resist the suppression of the forced signal, and the Swiss Army knife still slowly cut along the outline.
To avoid infection, Gao Ang disinfected the knife and his hands before making the incision, and also sprayed some disinfectant in the room.
"hiss!"
This pain is even worse than the surgery I just had!
When he used the knife, the blade only severed a nerve along a line. But this time, he was going to tear an entire piece of flesh off his arm, which involved the nerve tissue on the entire face.
If the previous pain level was 1, the pain level of tearing open a whole piece of skin and flesh would not be less than 10.
Gao Ang knew that the more he hesitated, the stronger the pain would be.
Because the body's mechanisms resist this self-harming behavior, it will increasingly intensify the transmission of this pain in order to stop this behavior.
Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the table with a 'plop' sound, thankfully not onto his wound.
We can't wait any longer!
Close your eyes, hold your breath, and pull hard with two fingers...
Gao Ang suddenly felt no pain. He felt as if he were in an empty place, without any pain or itching, and without any sensation.
That's it?
Just as he was feeling smug, a sharp pain shot through his left arm and spread throughout his body. His vision went black, his scalp tightened, and he almost fainted.
"Ouch, damn it, that hurts!"
After taking a few deep breaths of cool air, Gao Ang finally dared to open his eyes.
A piece of irregularly shaped human skin was held between two fingers, with fresh blood still dripping from it.
Although he was curious about what his subcutaneous tissue looked like, the most important thing now was to disinfect it; he didn't want the wound to get infected.
He threw the freshly torn skin onto a tissue, picked up the iodine bottle he had prepared beforehand, bit open the cap with his teeth, and poured it onto the wound.
Holy crap!
This was the second time he had experienced this feeling; the first time was when he was in fifth grade.
Gao Ang was in so much pain that he was hallucinating. He felt like Guan Yu, who had his bone scraped for treatment during the Three Kingdoms period. He even gave himself a voiceover.
When iodine is poured onto a wound, there should be a background sound, like a 'sizzling' sound.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe five minutes, or maybe ten minutes, Gao Ang finally recovered from the state of being in excruciating pain and feeling completely blank.
Because it was summer, he dared not bandage his left arm and could only leave it exposed to the air.
What he needs to do now is to quickly conduct experiments on that piece of skin and flesh.
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Note: All risky experiments in this novel are for fictional purposes only. Readers are advised to recognize the reality and not to imitate them!
Do not imitate!
Do not imitate!
Do not imitate!
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