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chapter 2
Talking about No. 77, Jonathan couldn't help but think of another thing: "Did the hormone level test of 77 show that it is about to reach adulthood?"
"There is such a thing."
77 is an experimental subject bred in the same batch as 76. If 77's physical development is close to adulthood, then 76 should be about the same.
"I can't say for sure." Claire was not very sure. "Although there is almost no difference in appearance, they are man-made species after all, and so long research has proved that 77 and 76 are not actually the same species."
Jonathan nodded, and looked back at the closed door: "According to this progress, 77 should enter the first estrus period in the spring of next year." He paused, looked at his partner who was sizing up his side, and choseRaising eyebrows, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Aren't you curious? How will the lab handle 76's estrus." The pen in his hand turned a few times on his fingertips. "It's a pity that 77 and 76 are both males, otherwise they can be paired."
The two chatted and continued to walk, and met Alyssa who was going to the incubator: "Good afternoon, Alyssa."
"Where did you just come from?"
"In the liaison room, I used the optical brain to make a video of my daughter. She can speak recently." Alyssa was very happy. "I was a little worried that she would forget me after leaving home for so long."
"But today she called me mom..." Alyssa's eyes were red again when she said this.
"You are her mother." Jonathan said, "You have to believe that no matter what kind of creature it is, it is born with attachment and admiration for mother."
"Jonathan is right. Which child can reject a mother?" Claire echoed, and then asked Alyssa, "Are you going to develop a relationship with the young?"
Alyssa lifted a strand of hair beside her ear, and nodded with a smile: "Mendley wants me to be in charge of its feeding after it comes out of the nutrition cabin."
Talking about the hatchling in the hatchery, her eyes sparkled: "It's so cute." Alyssa gestured out the approximate size of the hatchling with both hands, "It's just this big, pink, every time I enterIt seems to be able to distinguish my footsteps in the incubation room, and it is close to the glass in the nutrition cabin."
Claire couldn't help laughing after hearing her description: "It looks like a clingy little guy, I hope it can come out of the incubation room successfully."
"Let me think about it." He tapped his chin with his fingertips, "If it goes well, its number should be 157."
Alyssa glanced at him: "I would like to lend you a good word."
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After Jonathan and Claire's footsteps could no longer be heard, 77 glanced towards the door again before continuing to settle his lunch.
Because he has not been very active in eating recently and has lost weight compared to a while ago, the laboratory prepared more food for him than usual.
The soft and steamy meat was deftly divided and torn into long and thin strips by the popping nails, and 77 narrowed his eyes contentedly after putting the meat strips into his mouth.The food prepared for them in the laboratory is not fixed to a certain kind of organisms, and the experimental subjects are often fed with different meats.Although the laboratory only considers the most suitable for the bodies of the subjects when making recipes, the subjects also have their own preferences. 77 remembers that 76 likes this kind of meat very much.
He subconsciously glanced into the glass room on the right, but it was still empty. After being taken away for a medical examination last week, 76 hadn't returned yet. Since they were born in the incubator until now, 77 and 76 haven't been separated for so long.77 was stuck on the simulated tree trunk, with his face facing the empty pool on the other side, his bluish-purple nails popped out and hooked deeply into the tree trunk.
The tail hanging on the ground suddenly moved, and was brought back to the tree by the owner. Half a minute later, the green leaves flashed white, and a piece of meat fell from the tree and landed on the artificial lawn with a "snap".
After finishing her share, the piranha, who was still licking her lips, heard the sound, turned around, stared straight at the piece of meat on the ground, a little regretful: "77, don't you want to eat it?"
The piranha, who would never feel that there is too much food, continued to speak with regret that she could not solve this problem for 77: "If you don't finish eating, mom and the others will be very angry."
The other experimental subjects also looked at the piece of meat on the ground. The few experimental subjects who were not full swallowed their saliva, echoing the words of the piranha: "You have to finish eating the food prepared by mother, or they will get angry."
77 glanced at the flower buds that were bulging on the top of her head and closed in satisfaction. The back half of his tail was still wrapped around the tree trunk, and his upper body slid down the tree trunk.The weight of the upper body was suspended in mid-air by the strength of the tail. During this period, a few strands of long hair hanging down to the waist slipped past the ears and hung in front of the eyes, slightly covering the sight. 77 shook his head slightly dissatisfied, Throwing these strands of hair back to the back of the head, and then continued to reply to the questions raised by the other experimental subjects just now.
"I haven't seen 76 for nine nights." The test subject rarely used such abstract words as "think" and "miss", and 77 expressed his feelings straightforwardly, "We have never been apart for such a long time."
The No. 35 piranha blinked, not understanding why he said these things that seemed to have nothing to do with the previous question.
"76 is very important." 77 tilted his head, "I am also very important." These experimental subjects are indeed very smart, and from the attitude of the researchers, they know that their existence is important.
"I am also very important." An experimental subject said slowly, "We are all very important."
He read their numbers one by one in order: "13, 20, 23,..., 153, 154, 155."
77 slid down from the tree, his tail patted aside as he passed the piece of meat on the ground, and then approached the piece of glass separating his and 76's living quarters. When he raised his head, his gaze seemed to pass by a camera on the ceiling in the corridor unintentionally, and then approached the glassIt stopped, raised the tip of its tail, and tapped on the glass.
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At the beginning of the establishment of the laboratory, it was natural to put cameras everywhere for monitoring, and naturally it was indispensable in the third area where the experimental subject was located.
Originally, not only the corridor, but also the glass room of the experimental subject was originally installed in consideration of being able to observe the life of the experimental subject at close range.However, this group of experimental subjects whose five senses are far more sensitive than humans can always pull out the camera from every corner. Due to their excessive curiosity, the found camera is quickly dismantled. After a few times,The laboratory canceled the plan to install cameras in their living area.Anyway, the cameras in the corridor are basically able to observe the lives of these experimental subjects well.
After feeding, Jonathan and Claire stopped by the observation room with three-zone surveillance and went around to confirm that no experimenter secretly hid or threw away the food they didn't like after they left.
When Jonathan and the others arrived, several observers in the observation room were watching the screen and chatting.
"How is it?" Jonathan pulled out a chair and sat down as soon as he entered the door.
"These test subjects who had completed the physical examination were sluggish for a while after returning, and recovered quickly after eating and resting." Their attention was focused on the few test subjects that had just completed the physical examination, and the other test subjects were also recently due to76 was not here, so 77, who had lost his appetite, gave them a little more thought.
"133 still eats very little." A researcher pointed to a picture on the screen. No. 133, who had finished eating, was lying on the rock, snoring, and his body rose and fell with his breath.Jonathan took a look, 133's residence was obviously very clean, and there were no leftover food residues.
"Here." The talking researcher clicked on a rock, "It hid the uneaten food here."
Although the researchers made them aware of their authority when they grew up from the hatchlings, and successfully instilled in the cognition of the experimental subjects the concept that "the food prepared for them in the laboratory must be eaten",But it is inevitable that some experimental subjects will try to play some sharp but petty-minded.
"Look, this is a picky eater." As he spoke, he pointed to another experimental subject that used its tail to hide undesired fruits behind it.Looking at the experimental subject who probably thought it was well hidden: "It may not know, it has been exposed long ago."
Jonathan tapped his head helplessly, a little helplessly: "These guys don't know at all, this is the most suitable recipe matched by the laboratory according to their physical condition."
"Who made them picky eaters?" Claire pointed to the fruit on the back of 133, "It never touches this thing."
"It seems that I still have to talk to the nutritionist to change its recipe a little bit." Jonathan felt a headache when he thought of the group of nutritionists who prepared the recipe for the experimental subject. "I'm really afraid to fight with them then."
He clicked on the number 133 on the screen: "It will really cause me trouble."
One person pointed to number 77 on the screen: "Picky eaters are a small problem, Jonathan, aren't you picky eaters yourself? 77 seems to be throwing a temper tantrum."
Jonathan looked at No. 77, who was eagerly looking at No. 76's residence on the screen, and the barely touched meat thrown beside him, and felt his head hurt even more: "It must be because 76 is not here."
"But now how do I create number 76 for it." Jonathan thought, this group of experimental subjects is getting more and more difficult to deal with.
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Third District.
No. 35's eyes still fell on the piece of meat next to No. 77's tail. You must know that the meat will not be fresh and delicious after a long time: "77, if you want to let mother know when No. 76 will come back, when will you be?"Eat, can you give me the meat you don't eat?"