"Then take a break."

Yang muttered and sat down on the ground.

But did not wait for his **** to touch the ground.

Zhou Wen appeared in the corner of the cell

"Hi, meet again."

Zhou Wen came out with a smile.

"How can I wipe you again?" Yang glanced at Zhou Wen.

When he saw Zhou Wen, there was a vague premonition in his heart.

Because Zhou Wen holds a needle filled with ink liquid in his hand.

This is not the same as the liquid that was injected into Yang last time

"What do you want?" Yang narrowed his eyes.

"Why? Experiment, continue." Zhou Wen shook the needle in his hand.

"Come again?" Yang mouth twitched.

"Don't panic, you can't die anyway, you have already tried it once, it's just an infinite loop, just like you play a game, but a cartoon, but you try to die infinitely, try to pass the customs." Zhou Wendan said lightly .

"I don't play games." Yang pouted.

"Hey, just make an analogy, anyway, your body will not accumulate any sequelae, what are you afraid of?" Zhou Wen said.

"Mental burden, mental burden, elder brother? Are you going to make me die several times a day? I tell you that it might drive me crazy." Yang poked his head with his finger.

"You are a mental patient."

"makes sense."

Yang also just said a few more nonsense, but in fact did not oppose Zhou Wen's approach.

Zhou Wen is right, as long as they are in the field of informal time, no matter how serious the consequences they cause, they will not affect reality. Oh, yes, the time field is also reality, but it is another reality that is different from the mainstream of time The world, an incomplete period of time.

In short, such repeated experiments in an infinite loop may have a certain mental loss for Yang, but in fact there is no consumption of physical functions, so it will not affect the progress of the experiment.

Zhou Wen controlled the magnetic device on Yang's chest, weakened the magnetism generated by the device, activated the symbiont activity in Yang's body again, and then slowly injected that needle of black medicine into Yang's blood.

"Having said that, did you find a result in the last experiment?" Yang watched Zhou Wen push the needle into the blood vessel of his elbow.

"Oh, that's actually just an attempt in advance. I want to see if the number of cell replication in your body will really die if you reach the limit, so you are injected with a catalytic cell cycle and high-strength cell loss The medicine is simply to speed up your cell death rate. "Zhou Wen said slowly while pushing the black medicine into the blood vessels of Yang:" It turns out that if you really let your cells deplete quickly, when it finally reaches the limit You are indeed dying, the symbiotic material does not have the ability to turn the tide at the last minute. "

"So this is the conclusion of your first experiment?" Yang pouted.

It turned out that it took a long time to prove that he would indeed die.

What a **** thing.

"This is already a good harvest." Zhou Wen doesn't think so.

"Only by constantly obtaining information, can we have enough data to carry out the next evolutionary deduction and further guidance."

"You can do it, you are a scientist. You have the final say, don't kill me."

Yang shrugged and said.

"It seems that you are quite at ease with me." Zhou Wen said thoughtfully.

"Yes, of course I'm relieved." Yang smiled slightly.

He was naturally relieved.

Your baby girl is still in my hands now, can I not worry?

"Understand." Zhou Wen just smiled faintly.

Although the words of both parties were not very clear, the specific meanings were clear.

"Okay, I'll hit you if there are no drops left." Zhou Wen pulled out the needle and took a step back.

"How are you feeling now?" He asked Yang.

"Feel?" Yang twisted his neck.

"No special feeling"

auzw.com However, he has n’t finished this sentence yet, it feels like &

"boom!"

In a flash, a pile of black material poured out of every pore in his body!

"awesome."

Zhou Wen took a few steps back.

And Yang was wrapped up by the black matter that madly poured out of the body in less than three seconds!

"Lying trough! What happened?"

Yang himself was taken aback.

He felt that every organ and even every cell in his body was jumping wildly and uncontrollably.

These weird black substances that flowed out of the pores were copied from the body just now.

"What the **** ?!"

"Cough! Vomit"

Yang Zhang opened his mouth to say something, but a vomiting sensation came up, and he knelt down directly on the ground, and a large pile of thick black liquid was sprayed deep in his throat, which looked extremely disgusting and terrifying.

These black substances look like liquids, but they are not attached to the ground or the walls at all, and are flowing like they have autonomous consciousness.

Soon, Yang's entire body was completely covered by the black matter.

He knelt hard and wanted to stand upright, but it didn't take long before he was completely suppressed on the ground.

Yang's body is still secretly secreting that black substance.

After about a minute, his entire body was completely submerged in black matter.

There was only a pool of boiling black matter on the ground.

And Zhou Wen is staring at this pool of material thoughtfully.

Yang has completely disappeared.

Completely engulfed by black matter.

"Emm"

Zhou Wen slowly backed away a few steps, avoiding the black matter that was spreading.

He touched his chin and fell into contemplation.

Then nodded.

No one knows what he is thinking.

At this point, the timeline was frozen again.

Zhou Wen disappeared, and Yang also disappeared.

This informal time domain disappeared with a pass.

When Yang woke up again in the cell, it was still the same as before.

The cell was empty, only him.

There were still a few drops of cold sweat on the forehead.

The only difference is that he has another memory of death.

"The grass hung again."

He grunted.

As for the rolling black matter, Yang has no knowledge at all, and when he is completely engulfed in the end, the feeling of death is completely different from the feeling of death with the original cells withering away.

This time, it was completely broken apart

"How are you feeling?"

However, he was still not alone in the cell.

Zhou Wen came out of the corner again

Carrying a needle in his hand

"Come again?"