Abnormality

The doorknob was twisted, 337 in the capsule cracked its teeth, and babbled.

Two researchers walked in, one with blond hair and blue eyes, in a high ponytail, and the other with black hair, kept longer, with black-rimmed eyes.

337 lost its tentacles, and it moved to the top of the capsule, hiding itself.

"Mr. Pu is not in the office." Longman Valen said, "Shall we go to the laboratory to find him?"

Wang Rongqian pushed the frame of the glasses and said, "Why don't you wait a week and come to him to sign these handover contracts. It may not be too urgent now."

Longman Valen caught sight of 337 in the medium-sized capsule, walked towards the desk, and bent over to look at the shrunken 337 inside the capsule.

"This thing is all black, if you change the color, it will look much better." Longman Valen picked up the capsule, turned it in the same direction, and 337 slid down from the top, "I can't see that it is actually the same That big 003 is a creature of the same kind."

Wang Rongqian had worked as an assistant in the third team for several months before, helping to study this little monster.

"It's much better than that big guy, and it doesn't struggle to resist at all during the experiment." Wang Rongqian stood at the door, "But this little guy can still come back here alive, it's not the experimental product that I heard was taken away by him, Are there few intact ones that are put back into the library?"

"It seems that the directors forbade Mr. Pu to harm 337, because this type of space creature is too rare in the institute."

Purcens had warned 337 not to communicate with other humans, so it obediently pretended to be an ordinary creature without even moving its tentacles.

Longman Varun turned the capsule repeatedly, wanting to see 337's body.

337 was dizzy from being tossed back and forth, and couldn't make a sound to stop the human being.

"What are you doing here?"

Purcens came back from the dean, pinching a document in his hand, he frowned unhappily, and blamed the behavior of the two researchers who entered his office without permission.

Longman Valen quickly threw 337 on the table, straightened his back, and said in a business-like tone, "Mr. Pu, we are two assistants from the fifth team, and we are here to ask you to sign a transfer contract."

337 has been taken over by Pu Censi for more than 50 days. After the order of the academy, when the time comes, 337 will be transferred to the fifth group and another researcher will take over.

And Purcents will return to the first group, continue to dissect those alien creatures, and study the experimental product numbered 003.

"Come back in a week."

Purcens entered the office and put the documents on the table. 337 in the capsule carefully poked out its tentacles and looked at the tall Pucens.

Longman Valen nodded, "Alright, Mr. Pu, sorry to bother you."

The two researchers left, and 337 was actively running around in the capsule, like a little white mouse dragging its tail.

Purcens picked out several previous research materials and brought them home.

Less than a minute after going back, Purcens entered the laboratory at home again.

In the car, 337 fell asleep with its eyes closed because of its weakness. It thought that it would have a chat with Pucens when it got home, but Pucens had other things to do.

337 felt uncomfortable for a while, then ran to the kitchen to fry eggs.

This time the pan didn't fall to the ground, and the eggs were fried well, but the edges were too burnt, and 337 didn't realize that there was no salt in it until the end.

It could not enter the laboratory, nor could Purcens be called to see its results.

337 was by the stove, and before Pucens waited, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep first.

When it woke up again, it had already returned to the fish tank in the bedroom, and Purcens was leaning on the bedside, flipping through a relatively old book.

"The person in charge, the person in charge, have you seen 337's fried eggs?" 337 jumped out of the fish tank, and the moment his body was about to touch the sheets, he shrank back, "The person in charge, can 337 climb onto your bed?"

Pu Censi spread his palms towards 337, "Come here."