Chapter 85 Neurons, brains, mice?

A six-story building rose from the ground. This laboratory building is made of red tiles and white paint. It is simple and generous, and the overall solemnity and grandeur.

The rooftop terrace is actually blooming with lush wisteria flowers, which hang down from the walls on both sides, adding a lot of quaint and elegant atmosphere to this laboratory building.

Wang Mingyang and the other five people followed the woods all the way downstairs. Through the glass windows, they could see some zombies in white coats wandering in the laboratory.

Several laboratories seemed to have chemical reactions caused by zombies, burning black.

"Where is your mentor's laboratory?"

Wang Mingyang looked at the laboratory building in front of him and asked with a frown.

"In the 315 research room on the third floor at the back."

"Then let's go around..."

After determining the target, Wang Mingyang asked several people to prepare for the battle. There were obviously more zombies here.

Wang Mingyang and Li Yuchan were surrounded by swords flying around them, surrounded by ice shields, and a layer of frost spread from Mu Ningxue's feet. The horizontal sword in Su Yu's hand was wrapped in dark red flames.

This was the first time that Dai Bin saw other people's superpowers being displayed, and he was stunned.

Wang Mingyang glanced at him, and casually attracted several sections of the fence nearby, melted them into a thin shield and handed them over.

"Hold the shield, be careful."

"Oh, okay." Dai Bin quickly took the shield, which was slightly heavy in his hand and had a moderate weight.

"Let's go!"

Wang Mingyang took the lead and ran forward, crouching and going around the corner of the laboratory building.

When he got to the side, Wang Mingyang suddenly found that there were many corpses in white coats lying on the ground.

But these corpses looked strangely withered, all of them were mummies.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Wang Mingyang looked around, but did not find anything strange.

There were zombies around him, so Wang Mingyang had to temporarily put aside his doubts and move forward again.

Killing zombies along the way, several people touched the back door stairs without any danger.

Climbing up the stairs, they soon reached the third floor.

Wang Mingyang looked out into the corridor, frowning slightly.

A zombie wearing a white coat, lying on his hands and feet, was facing away from them.

"First-level zombie hunter!"

"Hunter? There are first-level zombies here?" Mu Ningxue asked in a low voice.

"Yes, there is a hunter. Everyone be careful, there may be other first-level zombies here."

Wang Mingyang nodded. He had encountered ordinary zombies in the past two days.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a first-level zombie in this small experimental building.

"What is a hunter? What is a first-level zombie?" Li Yuchan obviously had never seen this kind of zombie after the promotion, and looked puzzled.

"You will know in a while, use your mental power for protection!"

Wang Mingyang said casually, raised his horizontal sword Mo Ying, and jumped out in a flash.

"Hiss!"

The hunter seemed to sense the danger, and rushed forward in an instant, and his sharp claws left several scratches on the ground.

"Huh?"

Wang Mingyang slashed at the air with his sword, and the hunter's reaction speed was a little beyond his expectations.

Stepping forward again, the ink shadow followed the figure, turning into a residual shadow and flicking upward.

The hunter turned around and grabbed, but the sharp nails were directly cut off by the horizontal sword, and a part of the arm flew up.

Without waiting for the hunter to retreat, a flying sword went straight from top to bottom and pierced its head.

Instant kill!

The flying sword fiddled with the hunter's head for a few times, but did not find the possible crystal core.

Wang Mingyang curled his lips speechlessly, made a knife flower, shook off the dirty blood on the blade, and wiped the dirty blood on the flying sword on his white coat.

The people behind him ran over, and Li Yuchan looked at the remains of the hunter on the ground with curiosity, curling his lips.

"That's it? Seeing you guys so cautious, I thought you were so strong."

"You don't understand this, this hunter is good at sneak attacks, and its frontal combat power is not too strong."

Wang Mingyang smiled slightly, identified the direction, and walked straight to the destination.

There were not many zombies in the corridor, but the movement here also attracted nearby zombies.

A series of roars came, and Wang Mingyang and his team cleaned up these ordinary zombies with ease.

"The one in front is Room 315!"

Dai Bin covered his mouth and pointed to the laboratory in front with difficulty with his shield.

"Quick, let's go in first! Mu Ningxue, make two ice walls to block the corridor."

Wang Mingyang chopped down a zombie casually, and more than ten flying swords shuttled back and forth, clearing all the zombies in front.

Everyone quickly passed through the corpses on the ground, and Wang Mingyang ran to the door, and the metal ability directly broke the door lock violently.

Mu Ningxue stood at the door, with her hands spread out to both sides. A half-meter thick ice wall quickly condensed in the corridor, directly blocking the many zombies that followed.

After Mu Ningxue entered the house, Wang Mingyang quickly closed the door, and the metal ability was activated again, directly locking the door.

What came into view was a huge research room, with various bottles and jars displayed on the laboratory table.

On a wall in the corner, a row of cabinets with a very high-tech feel stood, and the brains of various creatures were placed in bottles.

Various experimental instruments that Wang Mingyang could not understand at all were displayed in this laboratory.

But there was no living person or zombie inside.

"Isn't your tutor here?" Wang Mingyang looked at Dai Bin in confusion.

"Uh... there are no experimental tasks on the weekend, and the tutor probably didn't come..." Dai Bin scratched his head.

"What topic are you studying here?"

"The instructor didn't tell me the specific topic. All I did was help cultivate some neuronal cells..."

There was a trace of hesitation on Dai Bin's face, pointing to various petri dishes on a test table in the corner.

Although he has just been admitted to graduate school, he is already very good.

But if you want to directly participate in your mentor's cutting-edge experiments, you are still not qualified.

"What are you doing cultivating neuronal cells?"

Wang Mingyang wondered what these scientists were thinking, and he was a little confused.

"Neuron cells mainly exist in the brain, spinal cord and nerves..."

"I don't know exactly what it is used for. It's just that there are more tutors in need, so I was specifically asked to be responsible for training... I guess it is related to some kind of brain research."

Dai Bin was also confused. This kind of experimental preparation was normal, but there were too many research directions.

"Does your tutor have other research laboratories?"

"There should be. It is said that there is a very secret underground research room under this building."

"Do you know where it is?"

"I don't know about this anymore. I'm not qualified to have access to it, but I overheard this bit of information once when my supervisor was chatting with another professor." Dai Bin spread his hands.

Wang Mingyang scratched his head. There was obviously no answer he wanted here.

But it felt like there was some message he was missing.

Scanning the surroundings, Wang Mingyang frowned and paced back and forth.

Several other people also looked puzzled, their eyes following Wang Mingyang back and forth.

His eyes swept across a glass frame with several white mice lying inside.

His eyes once again glanced at the various brains in the rows of bottles and jars, as well as the petri dish Dai Bin pointed to in the corner.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across Wang Mingyang's mind...

"Neuron cells..."

"Brain, spinal cord, nerves..."

"Brain flower..."

"mouse!"

A black-skinned mouse suddenly appeared in his mind.

It's the second-order mutant rat king!

"Dai Bin, when you conduct experiments...in addition to white mice, will you use the black or gray mouse?"

Wang Mingyang's throat moved, and he asked in a somewhat difficult tone with his back to everyone.

"Well, I don't usually use it, but my instructor asked me to catch a few mice some time ago."

Dai Bin recalled that he was still very surprised at the time. There was no shortage of white mice, so why would he catch such wild mice?

"call……"

Wang Mingyang breathed a long sigh of relief, and had some kind of suspicion in his heart.

After rubbing his cheeks to calm down his restless mood, Wang Mingyang turned around and looked at Dai Bin.

"Dai Bin..."

"Um?"

"There should be a research laboratory for ancient plants in this building, right?"

window._taboola = window._taboola || ; _taboola.push({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' });