Different from the small fights of the last experiment, the second experiment caused 157 to temporarily lose half of its tentacles.

The tentacles that had lost a section of their tail were lifted up by Subject No. 157, and they dangled in front of their eyes. The incision was wrapped in crystal mucus, and there was constant pain from the section of the wound.

Alyssa walked towards 157, leaned over to look at her tentacles, and showed a trace of satisfaction in her eyes: "It's recovered very well, and it should recover within a week." Compared with the effect on humans, the 157 secretedThe slime works even better on herself.

But the moment he saw Alyssa, 157 subconsciously took a step back.

"157?" Alyssa raised her head slightly, and looked at 157 with some doubts. She is not tall, and she is already a little shorter than 157.

She softly called the number of the experimental subject, and stretched out her hand: "Why don't you come here?"

The experimental subject who was still in pain looked at her with some hesitation in her eyes. She remembered the pain closely connected with "mother", and then hesitated to take a step because of fear.

But Alyssa was extremely patient. She stood there, keeping the same posture motionless, with No. 157 in her eyes, waiting for her to walk towards her.

157's eyes began to waver, and finally slowly lowered the raised tentacles, 157 looked at Alyssa: she began to fear the pain, but she is "mother"...

157 heard Alyssa still calling his number, and tentatively stretched out his tentacles again.

"Mom..." She was taller than Alyssa, but she still subconsciously rested her head on her shoulder, just like she did when she was a child.

"But Mom, it hurts so much..." She stretched out her tentacles in front of Alyssa, and the tentacles that had been cut off were placed in front of her eyes, and then the humans approached them, and they breathed lightly on the piece.

She comforted the subject: "It will be fine, it will heal itself soon."

The experimental subject calmed down again, and leaned most of himself/body on Alyssa's body like a baby. The researcher patted her back gently with one hand, but he was thinking about the experiment just now.

The mucus extracted from 157 has been processed to make advanced healing potions, some of which will be left in the laboratory for the use of researchers and experimental subjects, and the remaining small part will pass through with the departure of the next transport starshipCredible people flow into the black market, turning into large sums of credit.

And a small piece of tentacles cut from 157 will be followed up with a series of experiments. If all goes well, a clone of 157 will soon be on the agenda.

Alyssa slowly thought that she should be able to receive a bonus when the credit of the healing potion arrives. After all, she is the caregiver of 157, which has been the default rule of the laboratory for so many years.

She also thought of her youngest daughter, who should have been able to walk steadily.The infancy of human beings and experimental subjects is very different. Alisa's child is almost two years old, and now it is only slightly higher than Alisa's knees, and she still walks a little wobbly, but 157, who just came out of the incubation room, has already grown up.She is very tall, and she is very lively following Alyssa every day.

If the bonus arrives... Alyssa recalled the various children's supplies she saw on the Star Network on the last contact day, and silently planned what to buy for the little girl.

The experimental subject leaning on her seemed to have noticed her distraction, the tentacles on the ground moved, and then wrapped around Alyssa's feet.

"Mom?" 157 looked at the soft expression on Alyssa's face, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed her side face.

"I love you mom……"

157 looked at Alyssa, as if wanting to get an answer from her mouth: "Do you love me too? Mom?"

She said, "Like I love you?"

——

At the new week's regular meeting, some researchers raised the prospect of promoting the cure.

He stood up very excitedly, trying to make other people present aware of the profits that could be obtained: "There will be no better healing potion on the market than this."

Mendley raised his hand, motioning for him to calm down first: "I can understand your mood."

He changed his voice: "But I hope you can still remember the original intention of our experiment."

Their goal is not just to have a better healing potion.

——

After the regular meeting, Alyssa was stayed by Mendley and talked about 157 for a while.

Before leaving, Alyssa tidied up her notebook, and then looked at Mendley: "Speaking of which, Mr. Mendley doesn't seem to have visited 76 and 77 for a long time?"

"Sometimes I almost forget that you are still their caretaker." Alyssa said with a smile.

When you think about it, it seems like Mendley hasn't had a job with a test subject in a few years.

"Can I wonder why?" Alyssa was intrigued.

Probably because the experiment went well recently, so Mendley was in a pretty good mood, and he said as if joking: "Maybe it's because people can't be emotional?"

Alyssa was puzzled, but only saw him smile and refused to answer any more.

After Alisa left, Mendley also packed up the things on his desk, and was the last to leave the meeting room. Before closing the door, he glanced back at the empty meeting room.

Thinking of Alyssa's last question, Mendley's emotions were a little complicated, and his eyes were unconscious because Alyssa showed a bit of pity.

Human beings cannot be without emotions, so he will naturally be afraid and have concerns.

——

After a week of constant interruptions, 77 was finally taken away from the small room by the researchers.

He knew what "mother" wanted to see, and he always behaved well.In the next few days, after he proactively expressed his impatience with the small space but still did not show aggressiveness when the researcher entered the door, 77 looked at the researcher who was recording with a notebook not far away, and knew that he had passed successfully.test.

——

The third area is no different from before 77 left. If there is any difference to be found, there are only a few experimental subjects that were pushed to the experimental area for experiments.

Returning to his glass room from the small space, the first thing 77 did after he came back was to stretch his tail. In the past week, his tail was curled up most of the time, and he was almost on the verge ofForget what it's like to straighten your own tail.

After 77 came back, 76 turned his head and looked in 77's direction. He saw 77's long tail trailing behind him, walked around the glass room a few times, and then stopped in front of him.

"I stayed in the room mentioned on the 22nd for 7 days." 77 blinked, "It's very small."

77, who re-measured the size of the glass room in his own way, said: "My glass room is at least 10 times the size of that room or more." That is the narrowest space 77 has ever stayed in.

But returning from that room to the glass room did not make 77 feel respite, nor did it make 77 feel the spaciousness and comfort of the glass room in contrast, it only made him feel a heavier sense of restraint.

He tapped the glass close at hand with his tail, and looked at 76: "I want a room without walls."

"But, don't the rooms all have walls?" No. 35 next to him subconsciously inserted a sentence.

77 knew that what 35 said was right, since they left the nutrition cabin, everything they saw outside was like this: a room separated by four walls, with a ceiling above them, and outside of one wall, it was still newwall.

Although he knew that what 35 said was right, 77 subconsciously turned his attention to 76.

"In the future, I will help you break down all the walls." 76 said.

"But the outside of the wall is still a wall." 35 reminded him.

76 bared his teeth threateningly at 35 from an angle that 77 couldn't see, and then looked at 77 again: "Then I'll continue."

He looked at 77, and he didn't quite believe what he said: "Maybe there is no new wall behind one wall."

"A room without walls?" 77 blinked, a little hard to imagine, what would that look like?

——

77 had another dream after returning from the experimental area.

In the dream, the young body 77 has begun to realize that "mother" does not love himself as much as he loves him.

Once again approaching "Mom" without hesitation, but after being pushed onto the experiment table, 77 became very quiet after the experiment woke up.

"You didn't call me 'Mom' today." The mermaid in the third district popped up from the pool, and his tone sounded a little gloating, "Your 'Mom' doesn't want you yet?"

76 who came in with his "mother" saw 77's tail hanging down visibly. 77 didn't respond to the mermaid's provocation. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he looked extremely sad.

"77?" 76 called him through the glass, and it took a few minutes for him to reply softly.

Mendley had already finished communicating with several researchers on the side. He looked at 77 and 76 separated by a piece of glass, and suddenly laughed: "I forgot, you always like to be entangled."

As he said, he opened the glass and let 77 come out from inside.

But 77 didn't slide out from inside, but stretched out a piece of tail, hooked 76's tail, and brought him to his side.

"77?" 76 cautiously approached him, but was tripped by a white tail and fell to the ground with 77.

76 subconsciously wanted to get up from the ground, but 77's tail was wrapped around his tail, and his waist was tightly hugged by 77's hands.

76 glanced in the direction of 77, only to see a white head buried between his neck.

He stretched out his hand, hugged 77's back, and patted his back lightly like "mother" coaxed them when they were young.

"I'm very sad..." 77 is now able to use this word very skillfully.

76 didn't stop the movement of his hands, and quietly listened to 77's words.

"I don't like pain." For the first time, the human snake who ran to "mother" without fear of pain admitted frankly for the first time.

"I don't like it either." 76 echoed him.

"I don't like sweets either." 77 continued to complain.

"Why?" 76 asked, obviously every time after eating candy, 77 was so happy that his tail curled up.

"Because the price for candy is pain."

"Then I don't like it anymore." 76 continued to respond to his words.

"I don't like 'Mom' yet." When referring to "Mom", 77's tone was full of resentment for the first time.

"Because 'mother' never loved me." After giving love, it is normal to expect a corresponding response, not to mention, 77 once firmly believed that "mother" has always loved herself.

"But he doesn't love me, he likes my pain." 77 said, "But he hopes that I love him like before." He will always be honest with him, trust him forever, and be defenseless.

77 hid his face in front of 76's body, tears wet his eyelashes, and soon wetted a small piece of 76's body.77, who couldn't control her tears, still remembered to bury her head, because her expression couldn't be seen by "mother".

76 hugged 77 a little tighter. Compared with 77, he had lower expectations for "mother".Now, compared to the news that "mother" doesn't love them, what he cares more about is that 77 is very sad now.

He comforted somewhat clumsily: "But I will love you."

He thought for a while, and added to 77: "I love you more than you love 'mother'."