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The mouse Wen Ming chose was a mouse with a broken left forelimb.

"Can it really grow its left forelimb by itself?" Aaron Martin expressed doubts about this, and said, "And, does it grow out in an instant?"

For Aaron Martin, the picture described by Wen Ming is no longer technology, but science fiction.

Wen Ming laughed and said, "Don't you know if you look at it?"

While speaking, Wen Ming reached into the glass box, grabbed the ignorant little white mouse, and injected the lizard serum in the syringe into it.

Soon, the little white mouse began to struggle crazily, and it even chose to hit the glass box with its own body.

Aaron Martin pointed at the little white mouse with a dull expression, and asked, "Boss, does the failure of the experiment you mentioned make me become such a lunatic?"

The little white mouse in the glass box collided with the tempered glass box, and the strength of the flesh and blood body was extremely small, so it naturally ended up with a bad head and blood.

Wen Ming didn't speak, because he didn't know why this happened. When he injected the spider serum, he just had a peaceful sleep. But why, this little white mouse behaved so crazy?

Could it be because of the difference between spider serum and lizard serum?

A minute later, the bruised mouse fell to the edge of the glass box. This scene made Aaron Martin and Wen Ming feel that the mouse was dead.

"Failed?"

Wen Ming frowned. Although the laboratory was doomed to fail this time, the purpose was to make Aaron Martin grow snacks, but the failure should also have failed after the mouse's left forelimb grew out.

It didn't show any results at all, just let the little white mouse go crazy until it died, let alone Aaron Martin was frightened, even Wen Ming himself was frightened. He even began to suspect now that when he injected the spider serum before, he succeeded by hitting a stroke of luck.

Aaron Martin felt that his mouth was very dry, but he didn't intend to drink water at all, but stared at the little white mouse in the glass box. He wouldn't suspect that Wen Ming wanted to kill him by this method, otherwise, Wen Ming could inject him directly without doing experiments in front of him.

Or, if Wen Ming wants to kill him, with the strength Wen Ming showed before, he can kill him in an instant without using any equipment.

so,

This shows that his boss failed.

Noticing the same sluggish expression on his boss, Aaron Martin was about to say something to comfort him, but suddenly found a surprised expression on his boss's face.

"Look!"

Aaron Martin followed the sound and saw that the mouse in the glass box, which he thought was dead, had a miraculous change at this moment.

There are naturally many wounds covered in blood, especially the head used to hit the tempered glass, which is even more bloody.

But now, those wounds are actually healing, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aaron Martin and Wen Ming threw themselves onto the glass box at the same time, each occupying one side, staring at the little white mouse in the glass box.

The body size of the mouse is not big. Those wounds that are fatal to the mouse are like injuries to the fingers when cutting vegetables for humans. After more than ten seconds, the wounds on the whole body of the mouse in the glass box had completely healed.

Although there are still bloodstains to cover up, both Wen Ming and Aaron Martin can be sure that under those bloodstains, they are already intact.

"Oh, God……"

Aaron Martin murmured, not because of the healing of those wounds, but because he saw an even more incredible scene.

The completely severed left forelimb of the mouse grew from the root, as if someone was accumulating logs, gradually building a building. The mouse's left forelimb began to grow from the roots, and the flesh and bones were formed at the same time, and gradually returned to the state before it was broken.

Aaron Martin was convinced of this, because he broke the left forelimb of this little white mouse, and he threw the broken section into the trash can.

cruel?

How could Aaron Martin, who dared to kill anyone, have sympathy for a little white mouse?

But now, Aaron Martin feels that he has fallen in love with this little white mouse. If possible, he even wants to accept this little white mouse as a pet.

"Boss..." Aaron Martin's voice was a little trembling, and after the mouse's left forelimb had completely grown, he said, "We... no, it was you, did you succeed?"

Wen Ming finally heaved a sigh of relief, what he was most worried about was a complete failure, not an expected failure.

"Yes, we succeeded."

At this time, the mouse, which had recovered to its original state and was even more perfect than before the injection of the lizard serum, slowly woke up. With its brain size and IQ, it is completely unable to understand what changes have occurred in itself.

However, the biological instinct made it climb up, and wandered around in the glass box nervously.

The inexplicable recovery of the left forelimb did not surprise the mouse, just as it did not know why it lost its left forelimb, so at this time it did not know why it would grow its left forelimb again.

Aaron Martin's voice was still trembling, and he asked, "Boss, what should we do now?"

Wen Ming carefully looked at the appearance of the little white mouse, and said: "It should be fed, haven't you noticed? It's much thinner than before."

The little white mouse was originally very small, but it suddenly became thinner at this time. If Wen Ming hadn't reminded him, Aaron Martin wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Wen Ming continued: "Energy is conserved. Even if it has the regenerative ability of a lizard, it becomes more powerful because of my experiment. However, the recovery of its left forelimb also requires energy support. And its recovery just now, Let it burn its own fat for energy."

Aaron Martin hurried to get the food. Excited, he brought over the snack meat that Wen Ming was going to prepare in the laboratory.

Wen Ming frowned: "You should feed it, so that it can grow faster."

Aaron Martin was very embarrassed. After changing the food and putting it into the glass box, he looked at the mouse and asked, "Boss, do I have to eat fatter in the future? Otherwise, if I get injured and start to heal myself, Wouldn't it be very thin because of lack of energy?"

Wen Ming shook his head and said: "If the experiment is completely successful, then even if you want to gain weight, you won't be able to gain weight, because you will only grow muscles, not fat layers. If you want to have enough energy for self-healing, you can carry Bring some high-calorie energy bars."

Aaron Martin froze for a moment, and asked, "Isn't it successful now?"

Wen Ming replied: "No, after it replenishes its energy, I need you to break its left forelimb again. Of course, you can also choose the right forelimb. If it can recover again without injecting medicine, It means we have really succeeded.”

Aaron Martin looked at the little white mouse that was eating in the glass box, and said with some reluctance: "Boss, I think it's too cruel to do this?"

Of course, the attitude towards this little white mouse now cannot be the same as before, because this little white mouse carries Aaron Martin's hope of recovery and even further progress.

Wen Ming said indifferently: "If you think it's cruel, we don't have to do the experiment. Why don't we inject you with medicine now?"

Aaron Martin said with a firm expression: "Of course not, I will do it later."