Chapter 171 Stop Talking Nonsense
In the dream, Mo Zhou presented the scene of the changes in the cat's body to the public as much as possible in a form that ordinary people can understand.
Then he closed his eyes and thought for a while, then a pile of experimental records floated in front of everyone, and the cat was also displayed vividly.
Even the cat fell into his dream, and all the changes and feelings from eating the food to being sent to the laboratory by Mo Zhou were shared.
Feeling the firmness of the spliced dream, he directly adjusted the time flow speed to about 120 times. The boundaries of the dream were visibly blurred, and it seemed that it would collapse before long.
"In 10 minutes, you'd better use as little time as possible to obtain basic information in reality. The rest of the analysis process needs to be carried out in the dream."
After Mo Zhou finished his instructions, he closed his eyes and remained silent, allowing them to discuss the process.
10 minutes looks like 20 hours when magnified 120 times, but in fact it is not.
Not to mention that even if his mental power has improved, he will not be able to sustain a flow rate of 100 times for ten minutes. After all, the original Nightmare could only sustain a little more than half a minute against him.
Besides, in reality, it would be useless to slice and dice the cat, no matter how fast it was. Most of the process could only rely on brain testing, and the actual dream time might only give them a few hours.
But what needs to be done has been done. He has never been someone who always looks forward and backward after making a decision.
At this time, he was sorting out his thoughts on the past few days of experiments. He wanted to find a way to deal with the discharge thing.
"King Zhou, the process has probably been discussed, but in order to ensure efficiency, we may have to kill the cat."
"It's up to you, I just want the results."
"yes."
Mo Zhou waved his hand and led everyone out of the dream.
In the moment of clarity, everyone rushed towards the cat like crazy.
It seemed that it had been practiced many times in the dream. After three times, five and two, it was cut into eight pieces. Each one took an organ or sliced it for observation or used reagents for research.
Everyone focused on observing the digestive system and food residues, followed by the spine and brain, and finally other parts.
Five minutes later, Mo Zhou pulled everyone into sleep again under the paper girl's signal, and the group of people started communicating non-stop again.
“The cells in the mouth are normal, and the salivary amylase in the parotid gland, submandibular gland, and sublingual gland is also normal!
Although it is impossible to draw a conclusion due to time, judging from the other party's digestion process, there should be no abnormalities before the food enters the stomach pouch and small intestine. "
"The esophagus here is also normal!"
"The nerve cells in the spine and brain are suspected to be normal. There is really no way to completely confirm this, but judging from the physiological manifestations, it seems that he is starving, and maybe he is a little acclimatized?"
Mo Zhou in the distance frowned when he heard this:
"If I didn't let Beni and Dahuang be responsible for feeding them, how could they be acclimatized?
Are they lazy? Or is there something abnormal? "
It has to be said that this period of experiments made him a little confused. After recalling the cat's dream for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that the cat was raised and bitten.
However, the professionalism of this group of researchers can still be affirmed. As they reported one by one, this group of people turned out to be even more excited than themselves:
"Hahaha! I found it! The problem is still with the digestive system!"
"Are you sure? Didn't you say before that all the cells in your body are fine? I also looked at the stomach section, and there is no difference between it and a normal feline!"
"Asshole! Did you forget those bottles of water last time? And that piece of glass, do you think any of them are structurally abnormal?"
"This... okay, then what can you use to prove that your hypothesis is correct? You must know that there is not much time for the experiment, and we cannot go astray!"
"Yes, I still think the problem lies in the digestive juices. If there is no problem with the physiological structure, then the problem must be in the secretions.
You must know that the most direct contact with food is digestive juices such as stomach acid! "
"Why are you anxious? I didn't say that the digestive juice is fine, but my idea is very simple. The cells should not be completely inactivated now, and an offline test should be quick.
If there is simply a problem with the digestive juices, then it stands to reason that the gastric acid, protease, pancreatic juice, intestinal juice, and bile secreted by the cat should also remain normal.
But during the autopsy just now, you also saw that there is not much digestive juice left in the other person's body. It is hard to imagine that this is the amount that a normal digestive system can secrete.
The test is very simple. You only need to stimulate the gastrointestinal mucosa that has not been completely inactivated. By the way, you can also test the salivary glands. If there is no problem with the organ, then the problem is the body fluid.
On the contrary, if there is a problem with the organs, it naturally means that there is a high probability that there is a problem with the body fluids. We don’t have enough time now and it is impossible to follow the normal process. "
Everyone was silent for a while, but finally nodded.
But before they had time to ask Mo Zhou for instructions, they found themselves waking up in reality in the blink of an eye.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you take a quick test?"
"Yes, yes!"
Mo Zhou had been paying attention to the movements there. It was obvious that some of these people had become accustomed to studying anomalies.
If you simply start from the normal underlying logic, you will most likely get a bunch of derivatives.
For example, protease gen has a normal structure but extremely fast digestion rate.
If they stop here and discuss why this thing is secreted after researching it, ten hours will not be enough for them.
After another two minutes, Mo Zhou once again brought everyone back to their dreams.
This time they came to a conclusion quickly:
"King Zhou, if this cat does not have other abnormal characteristics that have not been shown, then we should have come to a conclusion, but it may still deviate from the actual situation."
Mo Zhou waved his hand:
"I don't want to hear this, just tell me the conclusion directly, whether the vital signs of this cat are normal, and how the characteristics are specifically manifested?"
The paper girl looked at the people behind her and knew that she only specialized in materials science, and she should not touch the credit this time.
So she motioned for an excited middle-aged man to come forward, and the man knelt down with a plop and reported to Mo Zhou:
"Zhou... King Zhou! We shouldn't have killed the cat!"
The paper girl's face changed slightly, and she quickly scolded him, while observing King Zhou's expression with her peripheral vision:
"Asshole, I told you to report the results directly, who told you to talk too much here?!"
Mo Zhou glanced at the middle-aged man, his tone indifferent:
"I don't want to repeat what I said. If you hadn't made a contribution this time, you would have sunk into the sea in the next second."
Plop!
In the dream, the man's knees suddenly turned into a whirlpool, and the whole person fell into the sea. Then a scream was heard, and the sea surface instantly turned scarlet. From time to time, a few large fish could be seen swimming by.
The excitement of the crowd was instantly extinguished by the tragic scene in front of them. The next moment, the man appeared in front of Mo Zhou again:
"You can talk now. If you keep talking nonsense, you will not appear in the dream next time."