The two asked some students and walked to the Institute of Biology at Oxford University together. Linghu's real name was Luca, and she was also a well-known figure at Oxford University. First, she was a Ph.D. in biology and chemistry at Oxford University, so she could

There are almost no women who have a foothold in this field; secondly, because of her beauty, such a blonde is a sight to behold wherever she goes and will be remembered by others.

The Institute of Biology of Oxford University has many Nobel Prize winners and members of the Royal Society, as well as hundreds of postdoctoral staff and doctoral students. It is also one of the most stubborn in the world.

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

Linghu's laboratory is in a remote corner of the research institute. Zhao Ziyang and An Qier walked around for a long time before they found it. However, this is also in line with Linghu's style. She likes to do her own research without being disturbed by others.

Her research topics are completely different from those of other people in the hospital. They are all based on her own interests, including obtaining a double doctorate in biochemistry. Without this kind of free-wheeling interest, I am afraid this little girl will not be able to do anything.

Will run to the mercenary group.

The door of the laboratory was ajar. Zhao Ziyang pulled Angel and gently opened the door and walked in. As soon as he walked in, he saw mineral water bottles thrown on the ground and a few unfinished burgers. It can be seen that Linghu is very busy.

Eat these things every day to satisfy your stomach.

"Linghu." Zhao Ziyang called Linghu into the empty hall.

There was no response, it seemed like the person was not there.

After picking up the mineral water bottle and the leftover hamburger on the ground, Zhao Ziyang walked into the house and walked straight towards a closed door. Angel then picked up the clothes, socks, shoes and hats that were randomly thrown on the sofa, and prepared them for herself.

Make a place to sit.

"Dududu..." Zhao Ziyang knocked on the door gently and called Linghu again: "Linghu, I am a special soldier."

There was a burst of chaotic sounds in the house, and the back door was opened hard from the inside, and the spirit fox hurried out from inside.

"Ah! Special Forces!" Linghu exclaimed excitedly, hugged Zhao Ziyang, and made a joyful voice: "I miss you so much. I think about it every day. Fortunately, you finally came to me alive."

Zhao Ziyang's body stiffened as he was hugged by Linghu. The reason was that Linghu, a little girl, was only wearing a pair of small underwear and a bra. With such a hug, he could clearly feel the softness and smooth skin on his chest.

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

"I, I didn't come alone." Zhao Ziyang said to Linghu awkwardly and turned to look at Angel.

"Wait!" Linhu let go of Zhao Ziyang's neck, hurriedly ran into his laboratory, and then hurriedly ran out.

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

"Borrow a tube of AB type blood first." Linghu pulled Zhao Ziyang's left arm over, quickly inserted the needle into his blood vessel, and quickly drew out a large tube of blood.

Zhao Ziyang had a wry smile on his face, and he wanted to draw blood as soon as they met. What kind of thing is this? Linghu thought that he was right, she wanted to draw his own blood.

After taking a tube of blood, Linghu nodded with satisfaction, showed a happy smile to Zhao Ziyang and asked: "What did you just say? You didn't come alone?"

"Here." Zhao Ziyang pointed to Angel sitting on the sofa.

"Ah!" Linghu made a surprised sound, and ran towards Angel in just underwear and bra, making an excited sound of reunion after a long absence: "Angel, my baby, I miss you so much, giggle..."

Linghu rushed to the sofa and hugged Angel, opened his mouth and kissed Angel's red lips, and touched Angel's whole body like a rogue.

"Thanks to the Virgin Mary, my baby angel is unscathed."

"Go away!" Angel pushed Linghu away, a blush spread on her fair cheeks, and said coldly to Angel: "I am very disappointed to see you are still alive."

"Hehehe..." Linghu smiled proudly and hugged Angel tighter.

"Um..." Zhao Ziyang saw Linghu's movements, swallowed hard and wanted to explain to Linghu the purpose of his visit and invite her to return to the Lurker.

What Linghu is best at cannot be replaced by anyone, not even thousands of troops. Her research project is weapons of mass destruction, but this weapon of mass destruction is different from the ordinary sense. Linghu

The study is about natural weapons.

As long as she is given enough conditions, she can create earthquakes and various climates to exert negative effects on the enemy.

Linghu once conducted an imperfect experiment and detonated 100,000 tons of TNT on a small island in the Pacific. Two days later, an earthquake measuring 6.6 on the Richter scale occurred on the east coast of Africa, more than 2,000 miles away.

In addition to using explosives to create seismic weapons, she also successfully used silver iodide cloth to cause the rainy season to start early in a grassland in Africa, resulting in an extension of the dry season by two months. She can also create heavy drizzle at will, providing local radar and

Soldiers' search for targets becomes more difficult.

There are also ecological weapons, including oxygen-absorbing weapons, ozone weapons, chemical rain weapons, etc...

This is a physical weapon better than a nuclear bomb. It can cause landslides, violent winds and huge waves at every turn. Its earth-shaking destructive power and frightening deterrent effect are enough to swallow up an army and destroy it in a very short period of time.

Countless cities and villages can even level a small country to the ground in an instant.

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

But now Linghu's mind is entirely focused on Zhao Ziyang, and she has found a brand new research topic: genetic mutation.

"Oh, I'm hungry!" Linghu suddenly touched his belly in surprise, clicked his pink mouth twice, blinked his eyes, and said naturally to Zhao Ziyang: "I have no money, please let me

Have a meal!"

The richest among the lurkers is Linghu, and the poorest one is also Linghu. Her research project is basically a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can be put into it without making a sound. A rough estimate is how much she spent on research last year.

, enough to compare with the GDP of some small countries in ten or even twenty years.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner. Let's go eat Chinese food." Zhao Ziyang agreed immediately. He was the only man here, so naturally he had to treat him to dinner, even though Angel was still keeping his own money.

"Wait! Wait!" Linghu let go of Angel and said loudly to Zhao Ziyang: "Special Forces, I have developed a guinea pig just like you!"

With a "pop" sound, Angel put her clothes on Linghu and signaled her with her eyes to put her clothes on again.

"Hehe..." Linghu stuck out his tongue playfully, put on his denim shorts, threw on a T-shirt, and eagerly pulled An Qier and Zhao Ziyang into his laboratory.

Rats, white rats, rats everywhere!

In addition to the instruments, Angel's laboratory contains white mice. All the white mice have a small sign hanging on their neck with a number on it. There is a cage for each white mouse, and this laboratory is the world of the white mice.

"Look, look at that variant No. 0348." Angel excitedly pointed at a white mouse and said with bright eyes: "No. 0348 is almost the same as you. I extracted substances from your blood and injected it into No. 0348.

, guess what? Oh my God, it’s incredible, variant 0348 also has the ability to grow rapidly through cell fission!”

Zhao Ziyang had a dark look on his face, so Variant No. 0348 was just a mutant, why did he say he was the same as himself?

Linghu quickly put on sterile gloves, reached out and took 0348 out of the cage, placed it on a special experimental table, restrained the mouse tightly, and then handed Zhao Ziyang a scalpel.

"Special Forces, give it a knife." Linghu was full of excitement.

"How to give?"

"Scratch its fur a little deeper, and you must not kill it. This is the only mutant that has been cultivated out of thousands." The spirit fox warned Zhao Ziyang, and watched with wide eyes as Zhao Ziyang slashed.

"Squeak..." The white mouse screamed in pain, and a stream of red blood flowed down its hind legs.

"Angel, Angel, look!" Linhu moved the microscope over to the mouse's wound, and used tweezers to slightly open the wound.

Angel got close to the microscope and observed the changes in the mouse's wound through the microscope.

After a while, Angel raised her head in shock, looked at Zhao Ziyang, then at Angel, and nodded in approval.

"Haha..." Linhu threw the mouse into the cage and said proudly: "As long as I find out what exactly catalyzes cell fission, I can develop a drug specifically for muscle tears.

By then I will have created a new field, the Nobel Scholarship will definitely be mine, and I will be the youngest Nobel Scholar winner, hum!"

Angel nodded in approval, she also hoped that Spirit Fox could be developed successfully.

"Have ambition!" Zhao Ziyang extended his thumb to Linghu and praised her.

"Hehe..." Linghu smiled slyly, took Zhao Ziyang's arm, pouted and said pitifully and coquettishly: "Special forces soldiers, I only cultivate this mother body..."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhao Ziyang had a bad feeling.

"That's it, just give me more blood. When the time comes, the Nobel Prize will be half of mine and half of yours. What do you think?"

When Zhao Ziyang heard this sentence, a song suddenly played. The song was called Fifteenth Moon. There was a line in the lyrics: The military medal is half yours and half mine...

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

"Oh, eat, eat! I'm starving to death. I've been eating hamburgers for three days!"
Chapter completed!