Chapter 27 Lifting up is a jio
Inside the shuttle.

Aisha staggered unsteadily towards the room where Fang Yan was working.

The corridor outside the house has changed a lot, and various bottles and jars and specimens are placed along the wall.

The biological type of the specimen is very strange. This is a native creature of a foreign planet, which has just been captured not long ago.

All kinds of creepy specimens on the wall and on the ground faced her in the middle of the road.

The peace before death, the silence, the pain, the torment, the passing of life.

All kinds of creatures are displayed.

Aisha rubbed her arms and shivered, which is why she hated some sociologists.

The Social Research Institute includes four major fields: [Governance], [New World Theory], [Military Theory], [Biology]
Fang Yan used to be an alien research expert at the Social Research Institute, and his research field belonged to the intersection of [New World Theory] and [Biology].

[New World Theory] The main direction is planetary colonization, alien colonization. [Biology] is related to agriculture and genes.

On weekdays, Fang Yan is quite normal, neither indifferent nor arrogant, and seems to be intellectually happy.

Except for Fang Yan's eyes, the tone of the conversation is obviously very enthusiastic, but the eyes are always numb, and I feel that I am being dissected. It's not that Fang Yan really intends to study them, it's just a habit.

Aisha doesn't understand, but she understands that... temperament.

The more I study life, the more indifferent I am to life, until I no longer respect life subjectively.

"It's okay, I haven't seen any scenes, just..."

Elsa's eyes were erratic, and she glanced at the "bat" specimen hanging on the wall again, staring ferociously.

The horrifying death made her face turn pale and her nerves tense up.

"It's just... oh, how can I get used to this kind of thing."

Aisha's heart seemed to have fallen into a lonely void. After panicking, her mood became depressed, and she couldn't help but think of her little white mouse.

About two years ago, she did a period of experimental material breeding.

When those sociologists took away a batch of mice, they also said that there was no danger, and they would return me a alive and kicking mouse after the end.

She was once young and kind.

I watched the mouse's viscera being taken out, the instrument was hanged, and another mouse's viscera was stuffed in.

Got in alive, got creamed by the half-dead scalpel, and finally came out gasping.

The original Christina I jumped repeatedly at the gate of hell.

Let her have a lot of psychological shadow.

After Christina I survived safely, in order to avoid rejection, her immunity was extremely suppressed by drugs, but she survived in a sterile room for a few days before passing away peacefully.

Now, what a similar situation.

Lord Pace said that there is no danger, Aisha believed in this result, but the process...

"No!" She shook her head violently and looked towards the door of the experiment site.

I have to show my momentum and let Fang Yan know that I will keep an eye on her!

This is not just an indigenous matter, but also a dispute over scientific research ethics and xenophobia!

Clenching her fists, Aisha regained her composure.

Lifting is a kick, fiercely...

Arrived fiercely in front of the door.

Gently opened a crack in the door, and tiptoed around looking inside the house.

She's not cowardly, she's just thoughtful, what if Fang Yan is playing with her head at this time, and she kicks in the door, scaring Fang Yan, and the natives are scared to death, what should I do?

One eye peeked along the gap, wandering around, the furnishings in the house were very fresh.

Compared with the dead animals outside, the inside is simply a paradise, a sea of ​​plants.

Humph.

This guy puts all the scary specimens outside, and hides the beautiful ones in the house. Is it to show that idlers should not enter?

What about Fang Yan?Where is that guy Fang Yan?
There is no experimental equipment as imagined.

The angle of view through the crack of the door is limited, and Aisha can only see half of the room clearly when she twists and turns in every possible way.

There was no one in the room on the left, so I continued to open the door.

Gently and slowly, a wide distance was pulled away.

Aisha stuffed her head in directly, only stuffing her head, not going in, so as not to dirty the mood with the bloody environment on the screen.

Ok?
The furnishings in the other half of the room caught her eye, which was beyond her expectation, and there was a big question mark on her head.

This is an experiment?Aisha couldn't figure it out.

A white curtain covers the middle, and the angle of the door is just enough to observe the panorama of the compartment inside the cloth. A computer is placed by the wall, and Fang Yan is sitting on top of it as if looking at something. Next to it is... a game cabin?

That model, that's right, the logo pattern on the cabin told her that it was really just a device used to play games on the scientific research ship.

I thought that the purposefully arranged scary corridor outside the door was to cover up the experiments of evil scientists, but now... well, it's pretty evil.

Touching fish and playing games does not work, which delays the team's work process.

Thinking of this, Aisha felt the need to show up, and reminded her.

"Hey! Fang Yan, are you ready to analyze the native language? Lord Pace said that you can finish the work tomorrow."

The girl with glasses in the room turned her head when she heard the words, her tone was a little surprised, she did not expect her arrival. "It's Miss Aisha, the work has already started, did Lord Pace ask you to assist me?"

"Assisting work? I'm not interested in studying the brain." Aisha entered the room and closed the door behind her back.

"Where is the indigenous trophy of our team? People who are literate in the ancient indigenous society generally have status. To be safe, he can't die."

"So that's the case, Miss Aisha, don't worry, his physical condition is very tired now, just suitable for a good night's sleep." Fang Yan pointed to the game cabin next to him.

Aisha followed the position pointed by her finger, there was no human-shaped sack, only the game cabin, and the transparent cabin glass could vaguely see the figure.

game pod?Why did she put the natives in the game cabin?

Unknowingly, Aisha's original worries disappeared. If the brain experiment mentioned by Master Pace refers to playing games with the brain.

Her face darkened, and she suddenly felt that she had been tricked.

Captain Facial!It's a pity that I usually try so hard to make her happy.

Now use her kindness to tease her.

Fang Yan next to her saw that her face suddenly darkened, thinking that Aisha felt that she was fishing, and explained with a dry smile.

"The experiment just needs the natives to go to sleep. Everything is going smoothly now, Miss Aisha."

"Ah? Oh..." Aisha came back to her senses and responded quickly.

"Fang Yan, you are an expert in the study of alien planets on our scientific research ship, can you tell me about the experiment process, I am a little curious."

After a short thought, she no longer bothered about Mr. Pace's teasing. After all, she was the captain of her own family. Occasionally, she had some bad thoughts to prove that she was in a normal mood.

"Mmm..." Fang Yan snorted a few times when he heard the request, as if he was thinking about it.

"Not available?"

"That's not true." Fang Yan pushed the frame of his glasses, "I'm just trying to organize the language. This plan actually comes from the abolished case of the Social Research Institute."

Is it related to the previous projects of the Academy of Social Sciences?
Aisha didn't expect that she just casually asked about the process, and Fang Yan directly expressed her experimental ideas.

We must know that for scientists, a good inspiration and idea is hard to find.If inspiration can still be exchanged, then the idea of ​​experiment is the hard work of every scientist.

The results of scientific research are often only valuable as No. 1, and the idea of ​​​​determining the results is the core.

Thinking of this, she felt a little guilty. The two hadn't had much private conversation before, so their relationship was not deep.

One is that Master Pace's scientific research ship team has only been established for a year, and the other is that she is somewhat repulsed by Fang Yan's temperament.

But now she suddenly felt that Fang Yanren was not bad?Although some 'occupational disease temperament'.

Aisha smiled gently at Fang Yan and listened carefully.

"The confidentiality level of this project was quite high at the beginning, and it was rarely mentioned after the case was dismissed, so not many people know about it."

"At that time, our group of sociologists, led by His Excellency Honor, ambitiously wanted to explore the secrets of thinking."

"It's inconvenient for me to say more about the specific process and content, but the result is obvious." Fang Yan pointed at himself with a wry smile.

"The project suffered from Waterloo and failed, but there were also many by-products. After those years of research experience, everyone has changed a lot, including me."

"Many friends said that my gaze became cold at some point, like needle pricks."

"Although it has eased up a lot now, I think Miss Aisha can feel it too."

Looking over with her sincere eyes, Aisha felt embarrassed inside, smiled and shook her head without changing her expression.

"I'm just... a bit of a psychological shadow for sociologists. In fact, I don't have anyone I hate among my colleagues on the scientific research ship."

"Is that so?" Fang Yan smiled brightly. "To be honest, I actually often get scared when I see a doctor."

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

The atmosphere gradually became easy-going, Fang Yan showed an awkward smile again, and pouted in the direction of the game cabin

"The idea of ​​this experiment is one of the by-products of the original project."

game pod?A by-product of the Inquiry Mind Secrets project?

Aisha was slightly taken aback.

 Thanks for [deck cleaner who can split in the air], [soul for a long time], [don't forget scholar] for their monthly support

  Thanks for the rewards of [Never give up], [Mo, Xinzhishang]

  The author of P agency would like to say again, although what I wrote looks like a daily article, but it is actually... well, it should also be a daily article.

  The author doesn't know what's going on, maybe the scientific research team digging graves (archaeology) in Qunxing is really routine.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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