Simulation: Starting From Strange Creatures Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Laboratory Rat

Looking at this endlessly long string, Zhao Meng was stunned for a long time.

 “Inexplicable!” He could only use these four words to describe what happened just now.

The **** comet that appeared inexplicably was basically determined not to be transformed by Lu Xiaoxi.

It's something that came out of the fairy world. He couldn't be sure whether it was a fairy or not.

 “Even if it's not an immortal, it may still be related to an immortal!”

 “But for what purpose does it do this?”

Zhao Meng didn't understand. Apart from jumping out of the fairy world and asking him to pluck the strings, this immortal did nothing else.

 There was no attempt to bring him into the fairy world.

"move on!"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Meng no longer struggled with this issue and continued to move upwards.

There is still no end in sight for this string, and Zhao Meng has been climbing for unknown lengths of time, and has never encountered any strange existence again.

“Zhao Meng, we seem to be trapped here!” The voice of Xixi Lake came to his ears:

 “How about I try to touch this string?”

Xixihu had planned to touch this string on Zhao Meng's behalf before, but was stopped by Zhao Meng.

Now he heard Xixihu's voice again and hesitated, but after hesitation, he did not agree to Xixihu's request, but closed his eyes and came to the shadow space.

Perhaps his biggest support for coming to this world is the huge phantom with a human head and a snake tail.

 In this difficult environment, he couldn't help but think about what brought him to this world.

 In the shadow space, Zhao Meng raised his head and looked up at something.

At this time, the phantom of a human head and a snake's tail has solidified to a certain extent. In addition to the somewhat blurry face, its body actually feels real.

Around the virtual shadow, Zhao Meng saw various colored light groups, the most dazzling of which was the colored light group that could simulate new animals.

 “Do you know what that string is?”

Zhao Meng looked at the phantom, but the phantom with a human head and a snake's tail was still the same as before. It stood there like a clay sculpture and would not respond to anyone.

Zhao Meng did not expect any response from the shadow, but looked at the colorful light group.

 Judging from past simulation experience, the entries he obtained can often reflect the external environment, which made him have some ideas.

"Maybe there is an answer in the simulation!" Zhao Meng's consciousness suddenly moved, and he did not touch the light ball but returned to his body.

“The space-time turbulence near this fairy string seems to be very stable. In this case, it may be worth a try to enter the simulation!”

 After confirming that the environment outside the body was normal, he entered the shadow space again and touched the colorful light ball.

  A new simulation begins!

 In a trance,

Zhao Meng felt that his consciousness was a little empty.

Bizarre scenes flashed quickly in front of Zhao Meng's eyes. Various scenes seemed to be pulled into a thread, and then disconnected in an instant.

At the same time, Zhao Meng, who was in a trance, came back to his senses. He felt a cold breath coming from around him, and he entered the simulation.

 “What a strange entry process!”

 Zhao Meng didn't pay attention to the process of entering the simulation in the past, but this time Zhao Meng seemed to feel something.

Those lights that he had never noticed looked like the fairy strings outside.

 “It's so cold!”

Zhao Meng wanted to think about something else, but the senses of the new animal's body interrupted his thoughts.

 At this time, a text appeared in front of him:

 【In the first week, you were born and you became a guinea pig】

 “What! Little white mouse!” Zhao Meng was shocked when he saw the text prompted by the system.

However, except for the text prompted by the system, he could no longer see anything else.

 At this time, as a newborn mouse, his visual system has not yet fully developed and he cannot see anything.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that his body was being grabbed by a palm. This feeling made him twist instinctively.

　　"Sure enough, he turned into a guinea pig for an experiment!"

 Zhao Meng felt that he was thrown into a new place,

There were densely packed young creatures of the same kind squirming around, and he finally felt that he wasn't so cold anymore.

“I don't know what kind of experiment I am using?”

Thinking of becoming a guinea pig, Zhao Meng sighed secretly in his heart.

His mind couldn't help but think of various experiments on mice in his previous life.

Especially for his contribution to medicine, he experimented with drugs and allowed medical students to learn some anatomical knowledge.

These are not the worst things. The worst thing is that as a feeding animal, he may also be fed to some birds of prey.

 No matter what, becoming a guinea pig is definitely not an optimistic thing.

 “Which one will I be?”

“Wait a minute, can the simulation that Phantom picked for himself solve the problem of fairy strings outside?”

Zhao Meng, who originally planned to escape when he grew up a little later, became less anxious after thinking about this.

  【In the second week, in a worry-free environment, you will grow vigorously. 】

 “The process of being raised by humans is worry-free!”

At this time, Zhao Meng had opened his eyes and looked at the reflection on the glass. He no longer looked like the pink, hairless strip of flesh he had before.

 After a week of growth, he had light white hair growing on his body.

The white fur actually enhances his appearance. Compared with the gray rats in the wild, he is not so disgusting.

 “What experiments are these humans doing?”

Through the glass cabinet, Zhao Meng looked at the people wearing white coats walking around outside.

 He did not see any signs of biomedical experiments on these humans, nor did he have any intention of dissecting him.

 Instead, he was there, calculating something with a computer and pen and paper.

 In this laboratory, the most striking thing is a huge whiteboard, with a large number of English words densely written on it.

 Look carefully at what is in English, but there are a lot of mathematical symbols, but there are so many symbols that they drown out the numbers.

With the theoretical knowledge from his previous life, he could not understand what these humans were writing.

 It seems that he can see something from the numerology he studies in this world, which is used to construct the model for cultivating numerology.

Unfortunately, these strange symbols were very messy, and he couldn't find a clue for a while.

  【In the third week, under the intervention of external forces, you develop rapidly. 】

 “The little white mouse grows up so fast!”

Looking at the reflection on the glass, Zhao Meng found that his body had grown larger than a week ago.

Such a rapid development process surprised Zhao Meng, but if he thought about it carefully, it was precisely because of the rapid reproduction and development of mice that they were chosen as experimental materials by humans, right?

“But what experiments are these humans outside going to use me for?”

Looking back on what he has observed this week, Zhao Meng still can't figure out what these human experiments are going to do?

  【In the first month, in a generous environment, you are close to adulthood! 】

   “It's time to become an adult!”     The simulation of Zhao Meng this time felt too fast.

 He simulated so many animals, most of them have to find ways to survive, and as a guinea pig, he did it.

 But he only needs to eat and sleep every day, and eat after sleeping. In this case, it is normal for the environment to be evaluated as a good one by the system.

But Zhao Meng knew very well that these good days were coming to an end.

  【In the first week of the first month, your food intake begins to decrease due to interference from external factors! 】

"here we go again!"

Zhao Meng, who was resting on his stomach, felt the glass cover above his head being lifted, and he was lifted up by a big hand with rubber gloves.

 Then it was put into a container, and the container was put into another machine. A green light flashed, and it seemed to be scanned in some way.

 Zhao Meng did not resist during the whole process and accepted it all silently.

After all, this was his first time simulating a white mouse. He was very curious about what experiments would be done next in this strange laboratory.

"almost!"

"Huh!"

At this moment, the hand lifted him out again, but he found that he was not placed in the constant temperature and humidity culture chamber.

Instead, it was placed in a simple plastic mesh frame. As the lid was closed, Zhao Meng could feel that there were many of his own kind around him.

 Zhao Meng observed the situation outside through the narrow eyes of the screen frame;

 “Is this going to be an experiment?”

Immediately afterwards, the net frame he was on shook, and someone was carrying the net frame outside.

The sound of elevator doors opening one after another echoed in Zhao Meng's ears. Zhao Meng felt as if he had taken the elevator many times.

“It looks like this is some kind of underground laboratory.”

At this moment, several rays of light shone in from outside the screen frame. Having lived in a dark environment for a long time, he was a little uncomfortable with the dazzling light.

When he regained his vision again, he found that he saw sunlight and some faint green vegetation. At this point, Zhao Meng felt that something was wrong.

“Even if you are doing an experiment, you don't have to send yourself so far!”

There was another shaking, and he was put on some kind of van,

Amidst the constant shaking, Zhao Meng felt a wave of fatigue coming over him, and he actually fell asleep.

He woke up again with the movement of moving, and at this time, the harsh sound of wear and tear came from the distance.

The sound was like a chainsaw cutting wood, but the sound was deeper.

As the belt turned a corner, Zhao Meng saw something through the mesh, and his heart was shocked. At this moment, he finally understood something:

 “So I was eliminated?”

  【In the first week, you were born and you became a guinea pig. 】

 “The scene in the crusher was so scary!”

 Recalling the failure of the last simulation, Zhao Meng was still frightened.

He finally understood that those humans who were constantly checking the mice were selecting suitable experimental subjects. As for the unsuitable defective products, they were disposed of in some way by humans.

“Perhaps my last simulation process was too bland, and those humans thought there was something wrong with me?”

Zhao Meng was not very clear, but he knew that he would either choose to escape or participate in human experiments to survive longer.

 But recalling what we saw in the last simulation, escaping is difficult.

This base is underground, and the defense level along the way is very tight. Even the mice eliminated from the experiment will be dealt with.

 In this case, it is almost impossible to escape

 “I would like to see what experiments these humans are going to do!”

  【In the second week, under the influence of the outside world, your body has grown rapidly】

“Good guy, the experimental supplies also need to be rolled in, right?”

Looking outside, Zhao Meng gradually saw some of the rules for how humans select mice.

 Healthy, flexible, quiet, and able to remain stable under electrical nerve control…

Such many and such high requirements, I am afraid only a mouse like him, with a human soul, can achieve them.

“No matter what, we can't let it go bad this time!”

Zhao Meng took advantage of his young age to carefully train himself.

  【In the first month, your living conditions are better, and in this case, your body has grown further】

 Zhao Meng's efforts were not in vain. After his "hard" work, he was assigned to a new area.

 The environment here is better and cleaner. There are also many fewer mice competing with him for resources.

And here are the mice that have been further selected by humans.

　　【In the first three weeks of the month, you mature and your instinct drives you to do something. 】

Zhao Meng ran back and forth in a small glass box. After another two weeks of work, fewer white mice survived.

 In this case, Zhao Meng also obtained a single-family villa.

 However, after having better living conditions, Zhao Meng was not happy.

 Because in this case, he may not be able to complete the important mid-term task of the simulation-reproduction.

 “The experiment is coming!”

“These humans selected so many mice from a kind of white mouse. I'm afraid the experiment they conducted was not simple!”

 Just when Zhao Meng was thinking about something.

Several groups of more than a dozen people wearing white coats, including men, women, old and young, came over.

Some of these people were flipping through documents and explaining something, while others picked up pens to record something.

 There are also people who take photos and records of these white mice.

“There seems to be only one quota!” Those humans expressed this meaning when observing these little white mice.

At this time, Zhao Meng's eyes were attracted by an old man who was the leader. The old man seemed to be the decision-maker, and this decision-maker had some difficulty in making a choice when faced with these carefully selected mice.

Seeing this, Zhao Meng thought for a moment, stood up like a little pug, and raised his hands to the leading old man.

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Meng's actions, and he showed a smile, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at him.

With a shaking, Zhao Meng saw someone taking him off a shelf and putting him on a cart.

 Under the leadership of the old man, we walked towards the depths of the experimental base.

 A very thick metal door slowly rose,

 Zhao Meng saw the scene behind the metal door. Behind the door was a huge hall.

 In the hall are two strange devices that are similar to TBMs, but are several times larger and more complex.

 Seeing this equipment, Zhao Meng immediately remembered an extremely expensive scientific research equipment that he had accidentally heard of in his previous life—the Large Particle Collider.

 (End of this chapter)

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