Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

The buildings inside the institute are very monotonous and simple.

The interior is a uniform white color, with white tiles, white walls, and even the researchers' white coats.

That's not entirely true. At least the protective clothing, instruments, and some warning signs are not white.

No unauthorized persons are allowed to enter the research institute, so Jing Jian and Lan Ci were isolated outside.

Zhu Yan was led into the interior alone.

After many twists and turns, we arrived at a closed room with simple furnishings and many instruments inside.

I don’t know what they are used for.

"Master Zhu Yan, please follow my instructions."

"When I say 'go,' you release your pheromones as hard as you can until I say 'stop.'"

"Can it be done?"

Zhu Yan nodded silently.

Then the heavy closed door was closed.

Zhu Yan sat among a pile of instruments, and after hearing "start" from the intercom, he began to release pheromones frantically.

As the concentration of pheromones in the room increases.

The surrounding instruments began to emit sounds of different frequencies, and the image also showed ups and downs of waves.

About half an hour later, a voice called "Stop!" came from the intercom, and Zhu Yan stopped obediently.

After that, I drank a tube of energy drink and rested for a while.

Then we changed to another room, with the same instruments and the same operations.

This process was repeated three times before the next measurement was started.

……

In the waiting room, Lan Ci became more and more anxious as he watched the clock ticking.

Jing Jian: "Just be patient and wait, it's still early."

Lan Ci sighed: "I'm worried that Ah Yan won't be able to adapt. After all, there are bugs around that he doesn't know, and I'm not around..."

Jing Jian: "If there's a real commotion, I'll call you over."

Lan Ci: “…”

Jing Jian: "Pheromone research is no joke. There are many things to test, and we might not be able to finish it today. All we can do now is wait."

Jing Jian's words were not empty talk.

Because Zhu Yan just accidentally saw his own list, which was very long and densely packed.

Compared with the "large cashier prescription" written by doctors back then, it is "even worse than before."

It definitely couldn’t be finished in one day, so Lan Ci and Jing Jian had to leave first, while Zhu Yan stayed in the research institute.

Lan Ci also wanted to live with them.

But it obviously doesn't work and doesn't make sense.

So on the way back, Lan Ci was in a very depressed mood.

Jing Jian comforted him, "Don't worry, I will go to the institute to visit Master Zhu Yan every day from now on, and once I receive the notification from the institute to release the insects, I will send it to you immediately."

Hearing this, Lan Ci felt a little better: "Then I can only trouble you first."

Jing Jian: "Well, no trouble."

Jing Jian said that he would love the opportunity to have a relationship with Zhu Yan directly without going through the process of dealing with the Queen.

Of course Lan Ci could guess what Jing Jian was thinking.

But Lan Ci didn't care. After all, Jing Jian had done so much for Zhu Yan, so he should at least give him some benefits.

He was worried for other reasons, for example - he was afraid that his little master wouldn't be able to eat or sleep well!

Lan Ci didn't think that the bugs in the research institute, whose minds were filled with only data, could take good care of their own arrogant little master.

*

In fact, Lan Ci's worries are not unreasonable.

Zhu Yan stayed overnight at the institute, and he almost couldn't eat his first meal of the day...

The meat is a bit dry...

The dish is a little mushy...

The porridge is almost not cooked...

What the hell is going on?! How are you supposed to feed these bugs?! Who made this meal?!

In the end, Zhu Yan gritted his teeth and ate the meal.

Then after washing up casually, I went back to the room they had arranged for me to sleep.

The moment of lying down.

what……

The bed was not comfortable to sleep on...

No wife, no pillow...

I fell asleep feeling aggrieved. When I woke up in the morning, there was no Lan Ci's gentle call and caress, but the "beeping" sound of the machine and the knocking of the delivery man.

Bamboo Inkstone: ?? ?

good day……

I've been unhappy since I woke up...

When Zhu Yan saw breakfast, his mood became completely bad.

Breakfast is simple and healthy.

A hard-boiled egg, a sliced ​​sandwich, and a cup of hot and fragrant milk.

Ouch~ The milk is even heated specially~

(sarcastic)

Deliveryman: (〃'▽'〃)

Zhu Yan glanced at the waiter, then pointed at the breakfast in front of him. This was the first time Zhu Yan spoke since arriving at the institute.

Zhu Yan: "So these things...should be eaten before meals? Or after meals?"

Delivery man: Huh?

Is this... your... breakfast today...?

Bamboo inkstone: (￣?￣)

Let’s not talk about whether it tastes good or not, but you are just giving me this little bit of food. Are you trying to starve me to death?

Deliveryman: ...

Finally, a few more sandwiches were made, and Zhu Yan was barely full, and then he continued to cooperate with the experiment.

Jing Jian came over early in the morning, and Zhu Yan's eyes scanned back and forth between Jing Jian's empty hands.

Finally, I had no choice but to face reality.

This kid came here empty-handed, without any food.

Outsiders cannot stay for too long, and Jing Jian also has his own things to do, so he left after a while.

The meals at lunch and dinner were still in a mushy state, and it was obvious that they were cooked by the same person.

But after all, Zhu Yan was busy with experiments all day and was really hungry, so he just made do with the meal.

*

The next day, Jing Jian came over early in the morning again, but this time there was good news: he didn't come empty-handed! !

`(*n_n*)′

Zhu Yan came forward happily, and her enthusiasm made Jing Jian a little flattered.

As the package in his hand opened, the contents were revealed - a few sets of clothes.

The luster in Zhu Yan's eyes disappeared.

Jing Jian took out the clothes and said, "I thought you would be staying for so many days and you would definitely not have any change of clothes, so I bought some clothes according to your size."

In fact, it was Lan Ci who gave the suggestion, but Jing Jian took the credit against his conscience.

Bamboo inkstone: (′-﹏-`；)

Ok……

That's right, it's better to have something than nothing...

*

The reason why Jing Jian didn't bring any food was that the amount of things he could bring to the research institute was limited.

Secondly, Jing Jian heard that the research institute specially assigned the best cook here to prepare three meals a day for Zhu Yan.

So Jing Jian and Lan Ci felt relieved.

They completely failed to take into account the fact that these researchers, whose heads were filled with data and who worked so hard that they forgot to eat and sleep, had to make do with drinking nutrient solution for their daily meals.

What kind of cooking skills can they have?