Considering that there will be classes tomorrow, the experimental subjects obediently went back to rest although they were reluctant to give up.

And Simmons didn't have this concern. When he came over, he had already notified the league to come pick them up, and he was guarding outside the cage where Mendley and the others were locked.

It was inconvenient for Xing Xing to appear in front of the two, but he also quietly manipulated the vines and other plants to inflict a lot of wounds on the two people in the cage.

Simmons turned a blind eye to his behavior, even lifting one foot to make way for a passing vine.

After he moved away for a while, thunder crackled above Mendley and the others, and soon the heavy rain poured down directly.Simmons looked at this scene, inexplicably familiar.

Before the people from the alliance came, Xingxing stopped his methods ahead of time. This time, the acquaintance who came to pick up the person was an acquaintance who came last time. He greeted Simmons, and then told Simmons the decision of the alliance.Let him pass it on to the experimental subjects.

"We will hand these two men over to the Empire for trial."

"Of course, the Alliance will have full control during this period." In a sense, for Mendley, his trial of the Empire is only a supporting role.

"The alliance will guarantee that no one will know anything about the experiment." He assured Simmons seriously.

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After taking people away, the experimental subjects don't need to care about the specific negotiations. They still continue to study with their teachers on the planet. Sometimes Simmons and Xing Xing quietly watch them from behind.

I have to admit that as more and more people come into contact with and understand more and more human common sense, some of their behaviors have begun to tend to be human.

When they took 77 and the others to the edge star for the first time, the experimental subjects stood out of place in the crowd, but now, Simmons believes that they have been able to perfectly hide themselves in the crowd.

Thinking of this, Simmons began to feel a little melancholy. Thinking of the jerky performance of the experimental subjects when they first met, he felt a little nostalgic for no reason.

On the other hand, the last class of the experimental subjects has come to an end, and the projection of the most central teacher disappeared soon after the last knowledge point and the homework assignment. The experimental subjects sat up from their chairs and prepared to go backEat and rest.

"What did the teacher teach just now?" Simmons asked the subjects about their learning like an ordinary parent.

"Learned some physiological knowledge." 77 replied.

"But the teacher seems a little strange." 76 remembered the teacher's blushing after they asked the question, "I don't understand."

"Don't understand what?" Simmons had a vague premonition.

"In today's class, the teacher talked about reproduction." 77 thought of the adjectives that the teacher tactfully circled around several times in class, a little strange, "Is mating/mating a word that cannot be said?"

Simmons realized with hindsight that the teacher who taught the subjects this class was indeed knowledgeable, but as a tree person who reproduced asexually, he seemed to subconsciously avoid such topics.

Simmons thought for a moment and told them, "Because for most people, this is not something that should be discussed in front of other people."

77 thought of something and asked him: "So Simmons is not the majority of people, right?" He still remembered some videos that Simmons showed himself and 76 last time.

76 later tried it with him, and he knew the taste.

He remembered what the teacher said, his tail shook behind him, and he asked Simmons seriously: "Then will I have cubs?"

While 77 was talking, 76 stretched out his hand beside him and gesticulated for him, adding: "As the teacher said, the cubs will grow up in the body little by little, and then they will be born on a certain day."

After 77 finished speaking, the two experimental subjects stared at Simmons in unison, waiting for his answer.

"Probably not." Simmons hesitated. He thought for a while, and his tone was a little uncertain. "Should males not have children?"