Alice's Dream Club

Lynch thought about it seriously for a while, and finally gave up on correcting her cognition with the statement "You can't change into a bat, you can't be considered a blood race", and even suppressed the statement "You are now a terrifying erect bipedal ape", not to say It is easy to be bitten by her if you continue to bully the second generation. The main reason is that you have almost never seen anyone turn into a bat when you were a vampire. This group of guys who keep saying that they are vampires are quite sorry for the inherent settings in their rumors.

So these two arguments are somewhat untenable in nature.

After II pushed a brand-new worn-out front-loading washing machine from her room next door and began to rebuild it on the spot, Lynch squatted in front of the isolation box and observed the red II II 1:7 figurine inside. biology.

"What are the specific research results and findings?" Lynch tapped the partition wall lightly, and the little things inside didn't pay any attention to his taps.

"It's a life form," poked his head out from the beating, and the face of the second generation was already covered with oil, "Boss, didn't you speculate that it was a life form in the form of energy? I did some repeated experiments. , and finally discovered a very interesting thing."

After covering the back cover of the washing machine, she began to try to move the washing machine, which was renamed the Shadow Centrifuge, to the location of the attempted explosion as a replacement.

Lynch quickly ran over to help her put the washing machine in place. Er Shi squatted on the ground and connected the pipeline, heaved a sigh of relief, hid behind Lynch and pressed the start button.

Lynch: "..."

Unexpectedly, this thing didn't respond at all after pressing the start button. Tilting his head and thinking about it, II patted Lynch on the shoulder.

"Boss, boss, kick it."

Lynch again: "..."

According to II, he was ready to be bombed and kicked. Immediately, the light-emitting diodes temporarily pasted on it lit up, and the rotor of the core also started to rotate. There was a huge tremor, and there was a tendency to explode on the spot in the next second.

After running for a period of time, the noise of the heavy hammer subsided and was replaced by the buzzing of the rotor. This high-speed rotation was vaguely like the sound of a turbine. II also explained at this time: "The fried That one is a piston type, this time I replaced it with a rotary vane, it should be more stable for a while...probably!"

After confirming the filling of energy in the entire structure on an old large head-up display, II dragged Lynch to the isolation box. The latter still couldn't let go of the display for a long time, because he couldn't figure out why when he looked back. The overall lack of a display with about a quarter of the corner can still display the data screen normally...

Should you marvel at the wonder of magic?

When he retracted his gaze, the second generation already had a remote control in his hand. If there is no accident, it should be made of plastic. The original allegiance has a scientific name that is more popular with children in the past: remote control car.

Looking at the whole room, except for the isolation box in front of you, which is similar to a fish tank, there is no broken thing that is not filled with the spirit of recycling.

Taking a deep breath, Lynch patted II on the shoulder sincerely: "How low is your manuscript fee, you can't accept some serious things..."

"Hey! Boss, I'm biting you! Poor people have temper too!"

Lynch, who hadn't hurt himself by this time, bared his teeth, and the second moved the remote control lever angrily.

Following her control, the mechanical arm hanging on the top of the box reached out to the little thing.

Apparently that little guy was frightened by these mechanical arms. Hearing the movement of the mechanical arms, he quickly got up and ran to the corner of the isolation box. Although his face was still expressionless, he could still clearly feel the The breath of resistance, hatred, and fear.

However, the walls of the isolation box are specially made, and the little guy who has become like this has no possibility of resisting. A series of energy jets similar to lasers are shot at the red little second from the nozzle of the mechanical arm. Immediately, A painful expression appeared on its face.

With the injection of energy, the shape of the little thing crawling on the ground gradually changed. It was a kind of enlarged form similar to a vibration wave. Just a moment of energy injection, the figure that was originally only one-seventh the size of a human being recovered. The physical specification when it appeared. The difference from before is that the current form of the blood Elizabeth is not stable, and the body made of energy is abnormally transparent, and it may collapse at any time. At the same time, Lynch can see that one-seventh of the figure is located in the brain of this normal body, and the external body will make the same movement feedback as its movement.

The energy supply was stopped, the external figure gradually dissipated, and the figure also fell to the bottom of the isolation box with a "slap".

Looking back, II said slowly: "Although it can be considered as an energy life, the way of energy injection does not guarantee that it can be restored to its original energy form, so I am thinking that this thing is not strictly energy. life."

Saying so, II operated the mechanical arm again, and the nozzle that emitted the light beam rotated and was replaced by another nozzle connected to a hose.

A red liquid is delivered in the hose, and the nozzle turns that liquid into a red mist.

"Just in case, this is fish blood stolen from the morning market, not human!"

Lynch: "..."

Under the spray of blood mist, the blood Elizabeth in the isolation box was no longer as unstable after being injected with energy. It turned into a blood man and hit the inner wall of the isolation box with a bang. As if looking at the Second World, the squirming blood tried to change its current form.

However, no matter how it changes, it can't become the appearance of the second generation, it just maintains the form of liquid aggregation.

The supply of Yuxue stopped, and the second turned his head to look at Lynch: "I have tried pig blood, and it looks the same, so..."

"So you think it should be called a 'blood life form'?" Lynch squinted at the blood man in the isolation box, "By the way, how can this thing change back?"

"If you cut off the energy supply, you won't be able to maintain it," II cut off the energy supply in the isolation cabin, and a large piece of blood fell to the bottom of the isolation cabin with a splash, and the Mini II, which was similar to the core, was in the sea of ​​blood Floating like a drowning poor man, "So it can't be counted as a 'blood life form', after all, it's too different from those blood demons in hell."

Regardless of what the so-called "Blood Demon" was, Lynch asked, "Then what are you defining now?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with any racial form known in the library," the second pointed to the huge tome belonging to the library that was opened in the middle of the long table, and the confusion she encountered now almost made her lips roll to the sky "That's why I came up with an idea. In addition to trying to see if I can react with that stone slab, I also want to try whether this thing can be transformed back through the stone slab again. A hypothetical inference is established."

Lynch vaguely had the impression of paying attention to this inference mentioned by the Second Emperor when he was in the library.

After recalling for a while, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it the 'spiritual life' that relies on the power of faith?"

"Yes," Er Shi nodded, apparently she was deeply surprised that Lynch also knew this theory, "Boss also knows? Oh, it's strange that you don't know how long you've lived."

"..."

"In short, I plan to use that copy to try out the form first: the life of the divine mind is an extension of the form. If this theory is established, then it is basically certain that the 'Lord of Twilight' and the 'Song of Death' are Approximate existence, with this commonality, subsequent investigations can also find more useful information through the commonality.”

Glancing at the replica of the slate on the table, Lynch nodded while strengthening the room, not only the room, but also the isolation box.

If it really works, the figure will definitely change back to the previous red Valkyrie form, Lynch has to make sure that it will not hurt the innocent II because of the transformation.

After finishing the reinforcement, he nodded and said: "Okay, then don't be tired because of this, now there are dark circles under your eyes."

"Hey!" Shivering hard, Er Shi twisted his whole body uncomfortably, "Boss, you should still be so gentle, I feel like something is going to happen..."

Lynch burned the roll of reimbursement receipts to ashes at that time.

When he left the studio of the second generation, he left a sentence in a bad mood: "You can wait a few days for the new equipment to get it. It's safe. As for the reimbursement, it's gone."

"whispering sound."

Lynch's duplicity can be seen from the arrangements he usually makes behind his back, and it is also because of this that the second generation wants to investigate the results as quickly as possible day and night: this is not only for his own life experience , I also want to repay Lynch for taking care of me. Except for my whole life, no one has treated me so well since I was a child.

Of course, this is also helping Lynch to share the work. Obviously, he let himself procrastinate and go out in a hurry. There is a high probability that there are guests.

After confirming that the blood in the isolation box was discharged, the little thing was still safely in the box. To be on the safe side, II pointed all the recording cameras in the room at the isolation box. After doing this, she rubbed it with her clothes. Face side came to the hanging platform on the second floor.

Sure enough, Lynch, who had changed into clean clothes, was walking towards the reception hall. She turned over from the railing and threw herself to the first floor. She patted her sore buttocks and trotted to keep up with Lynch.

When I came to the reception hall, I could see the picture of Alice entertaining the guests. As usual, I was beaten to isolate the pudding. I squinted at the dress on Alice, and an idea that she thought was a good idea gradually came to the fore. Take shape in your mind.