Chapter 41 No. 348

  Two people asked some students and walked towards the Biological Institute of Oxford University. Ling Hu's real name was Luca, who was also a well-known figure in Oxford University. Firstly, she was a double Ph.D. in biology and chemistry at Oxford University, and there were almost no women who could hold their own in this field; secondly, because she was beautiful, such a blonde girl would be a scenic line wherever she went, and would always be remembered by others.

  The Department of Biology at the University of Oxford has a number of Nobel laureates and Royal Society members, hundreds of postdoctoral researchers and graduate students, and is one of the world's leading institutions.

  The institute is relatively open and except for some important laboratories, entry is quite free, not limited to students at Oxford.

  Ling Hu's laboratory was in a remote corner of the institute, and Zhao Ziyang and An Qi'er had to circle around for half a day before they finally found it. But this also fit Ling Hu's style, she liked to do her research without being disturbed by others.

  Her research topic is completely different from others in the hospital, and it's all based on her own interests, including getting a dual PhD in biochemistry. If she didn't have this kind of carefree interest, I'm afraid this little girl wouldn't have ended up in the mercenary corps at all.

  The laboratory door was slightly ajar, Zhao Ziyang pulled An Qi'er and gently pushed open the door to enter.

  As soon as I walked in, I saw a mineral water bottle thrown on the ground and several unfinished hamburgers. It can be seen that Ling Hu is very busy, so busy that he eats these things to fill his stomach every day.

  "Ling Hu." Zhao Ziyang shouted in the empty hall.

  There was no response, it seemed like nobody was there.

  Picking up the mineral water bottle and leftover hamburger on the floor, Zhao Ziyang walked into the house and headed straight for a closed door. Angie, on the other hand, casually picked up the clothes, socks, shoes, and hats that were scattered all over the sofa, clearing out a space to sit down.

  "Knock knock knock..." Zhao Ziyang lightly knocked on the door and called out to Ling Hu again, "Ling Hu, I'm a special forces soldier."

  A chaotic noise came from inside the house, and then the back door was heavily pulled open from the inside. The fox spirit rushed out of it in a hurry.

  "Ah! Special forces!!!" Ling Hu excitedly shouted, embracing Zhao Ziyang tightly, with joyful sounds coming from her mouth: "I thought I'd die without seeing you, thinking about it every day. Luckily, you're finally alive and looking for me."

  Zhao Ziyang's body stiffened as he was hugged by the spirit fox, because this little girl was only wearing a small pair of underwear and a bra, and with this hug, he could clearly feel the softness in front of his chest, as well as her smooth skin.

  It doesn't matter if no one sees it, the key is that Angie is still sitting on the sofa.

  "I, I didn't come alone." Zhao Ziyang said awkwardly to the spirit fox, turning his head to look at An Qi'er.

  "Wait!" The spirit fox suddenly let go of Zhao Ziyang's neck and rushed into its laboratory, then rushed out again.

  The spirit fox that ran out was holding a syringe in his hand, and the expression on his face was Zhao Ziyang's most familiar excitement.

  "First borrow a tube of AB blood." Ling Hu swiftly pulled Zhao Ziyang's left arm over, quickly inserting the needle into his vein and hastily drawing out a large tube of fresh blood.

  Zhao Ziyang's face was bitter with a smile, and as soon as they met, he wanted to draw blood. What kind of thing is this? Ling Hu thought to herself that she wasn't pretending, she really wanted to draw her own fresh blood.

  The Ling Fox, who had just sucked a tube of fresh blood, nodded in satisfaction and showed Zhao Zi Yang a happy smile, asking: "What did you say earlier? Didn't come alone?"

  Yes

  Zhao Ziyang pointed at Angel sitting on the sofa.

  "Ahhh!!!" The spirit fox let out a surprised cry, and just like that, wearing only her underwear and bra, she ran towards Angie, her mouth making excited reunion noises: "Angie, my baby, I've missed you to death, hehehe..."

  Ling Hu pounced onto the sofa and wrapped her arms around Angie, planting a forceful kiss on her rosy lips. With a rascal's grin, she ran her hands all over Angie's body.

  "Thanks be to Mother Mary, my Angel Baby is safe and sound."

  "Get out!" Angie pushed Ling Hu away, a flush rising to her pale cheeks. "I'm disappointed to see you're still alive," she said coldly to Angie.

  "Hehehe......" The fox spirit smiled complacently and hugged An Qi'er even tighter.

  "That......" Zhao Ziyang saw the movement of the spirit fox, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and wanted to explain his intention to her, inviting her to return to the Lurker again.

  Ling Hu's forte is something that no one can replace, not even a thousand troops. Her research project is large-scale lethal weapons, but this large-scale lethal weapon is different from the ordinary sense, Ling Hu studies natural weapons.

  As long as she is given sufficient conditions, she can create what she thinks of as earthquakes and create all kinds of weather to impose negative effects on the enemy.

  Ling Hu once conducted an imperfect experiment, detonating 1 million tons of TNT on a small island in the Pacific Ocean. Two days later, more than 2,000 miles away, a magnitude 6.6 earthquake occurred off the east coast of Africa.

  Apart from creating seismic weapons with explosives, she also successfully used silver iodide to bring forward the rainy season in a certain grassland in Africa, resulting in an extension of the dry season by two months. Additionally, she can create dense fog at will, greatly increasing the difficulty for local radar and soldiers searching for targets.

  There are also ecological weapons, including oxygen-absorbing weapons, ozone weapons, chemical rain weapons and so on.

  This is a physical weapon that is even better than nuclear bombs, often causing mountains to collapse and huge waves, its earth-shattering destructive power and intimidating effect that makes people tremble with fear, can swallow an army in an extremely short period of time, destroy countless cities and towns, and even flatten a small country instantly.

  The most important thing is still the concealment of natural weapons, which makes it impossible for opponents to defend against them, and even after being hit, they don't know who to declare war on.

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  Now Ling Hu's mind is all on Zhao Ziyang, she has found a brand new research topic: gene variation.

  "Oh no, I'm hungry!" The fox spirit suddenly touched her belly with a start, her small mouth pouted twice, and she blinked at Zhao Zi Yang, saying naturally: "I have no money, please treat me to dinner!"

  The richest person in the hidden world is Ling Hu, and the poorest is also Ling Hu. Her research project is simply a bottomless pit, no matter how much money is put into it, there is no response. Roughly estimated, the amount of money she spends on research in one year is enough to rival the GDP of some small countries for ten or even twenty years.

  "Alright, I'll treat you to dinner, let's go eat Chinese food." Zhao Ziyang readily agreed, as he was the only man here, it was natural for him to be the one treating everyone to dinner, even though his own money was still being held by An Qi'er.

  "Wait! Wait!" The spirit fox let go of An Qi'er and loudly said to Zhao Zi Yang: "Special forces, I've researched a little white mouse just like you!"

  With a "pop", Angie threw the clothes back onto Ling Hu's body, using her eyes to indicate that she should put them on before they talked.

  "Heh heh......" The mischievous spirit fox stuck out her tongue, put on a pair of cowboy shorts, casually threw on a t-shirt, and hastily dragged Angie and Zhao Ziyang into her laboratory.

  Mice, white mice, mice everywhere!

  In Angel's laboratory, there were instruments and white mice everywhere. Each of the white mice had a small sign hanging from its neck with a number on it. One mouse per cage, this lab was a paradise for the white mice.

  "Look, look at that variant 0348." Angel excitedly pointed to a small white mouse, her eyes shining brightly as she said: "Variant 0348 is almost the same as you. I'll extract your blood and inject it into 0348's body. Guess what? Oh my god, it's unbelievable! Variant 0348 also has the ability of rapid cell division and growth!"

  Zhao Ziyang's face turned black, and variant 0348 was also mutated. What's the point of saying it's the same as yourself?

  Ling Hu Mali put on sterile gloves, reached into the cage and took out 0348, placing it on a special experimental table, tightly restraining the white mouse, then handed Zhao Ziyang a surgical knife.

  "Special soldier, give it a knife." Ling Hu said with great excitement.

  "How much does it cost?"

  "Cut through its fur, just a little deeper, but whatever you do, don't kill it. This is the only variant that has been cultivated out of thousands."

  Ling Hu reminded Zhao Ziyang, staring at Zhao Ziyang with wide eyes as he made the cut.

  "Squeak...squeak..." The little white mouse let out a pained cry, and a streak of bright red blood flowed down its hind leg.

  "Angel, Angel, come quick!" The spirit fox moved the microscope over to the white mouse's wound and used tweezers to gently pry it open.

  Angelica leaned over the microscope and observed the changes in the wound of the small white mouse through the microscope.

  After a while, Angie looked up with a shocked face, looked at Zhao Ziyang, then looked at Angie again, and nodded in agreement.

  "Haha……" The spirit fox tossed the little white mouse into the cage and proudly said: "As long as I study what exactly is catalyzing cell division, I can develop a drug specifically for muscle tear injuries. At that time, I will have pioneered a new field, the Nobel Prize must be mine, I will be the youngest Nobel laureate, hum!"

  Anqi'er nodded in approval, she also hoped that Linghu could successfully develop it.

  "Good spirit!" Zhao Ziyang gave Ling Hu a thumbs up in praise.

  "Hehe......" The cunning fox smiled slyly, pulling Zhao Ziyang's arm, pouting her mouth pitifully and coquettishly saying: "Special forces, I only cultivate this one mother body......"

  "What do you mean?" Zhao Ziyang had a bad premonition.

  "Is it that you want to give me some more blood? Then when the time comes for the Nobel Prize, half of it will be mine and half of it will be yours. What do you think?"

  Upon hearing this sentence, Zhao Ziyang suddenly remembered a song called "Fifteenth Moon", which had the lyrics: "The medal of honor has half of you and half of me..."

  "Are you still hungry?" Zhao Ziyang asked Linghu with a smile.

  "Oh no, I'm starving! I've been eating hamburgers for three days straight!"

  After Zhao Ziyang's reminder, the spirit fox immediately threw the Nobel Prize to one side. Those who can get the Nobel Prize are all grown up eating rice, hehe, mainly because the blood bank has come to the door, haha...