Gamers Are Fierce

The pay comes.

Li Ang's eyes lit up and he scanned the warehouse.

It is estimated that only a few of the things inside can still be used, but even if they are all scraps, bring them back to major organizations in the real world, or research and explore by yourself.

Can also master a large number of novel technologies, or at least by analogy, to develop ideas in scientific research and development.

"The remuneration thing can be said later,"

Li Ang coughed and said, "First arrange all the treatment sessions."

"Uh?"

The village chief was stunned, "hasn't it been arranged?"

"That is the production line of transplantation devices and filtration equipment,"

Li Ang calmly said: "And before that, we must first solve the problem of the source of feces.

This is the most important thing to get a healthy and stable initial intestinal flora.

After getting the original shit, it can be cultivated through transplantation,

Get the second generation of healthy feces, and on the basis of the second generation, through transplantation,

Get the third generation of healthy shit...

Such a cycle will allow the entire village to have a healthy and stable intestinal flora"

"In other words, the problem now is to find shit, right?"

The village chief thought for a while, and asked uncertainly, "Is it all right?"

"It will be more troublesome."

Li Ang said: "Small poultry and livestock, such as chickens and ducks, don’t provide enough manure.

Larger ones, such as cows and horses, have very different diets from humans, and the diversity of intestinal flora is also different from humans.

Generally speaking, the efficiency of obtaining beneficial intestinal flora will be very low.

And there is no guarantee that there will be a loss of some beneficial intestinal bacteria in the follow-up, leading to recurrence of progeria. "

"Oh oh."

The village chief nodded, his eyes drifted and focused on the players, hesitated for a long time, and asked awkwardly: "The brave adults..."

Ok?

Shinji Ding, who has been in the state of listening since just now, was agitated.

He couldn't participate in the discussion of Li Ang's shit-eating ghost rescue plan, but now listening to the tone of the village chief, is it greedy for the little thing in the stomach of the players?

"Considering that the main recipes of primitive ghouls are humans, the'stock' of those of us outsiders should be usable normally."

Li Ang nodded slowly, "But I've been on a diet recently, my stomach is empty, I'm afraid I can't get anything useful."

Hello, when did you go on a diet? Wasn't it the last second that you suddenly decided to go on a diet for several days?

Ding Shinsi was slanderous.

Hearing Li Ang's words, the village chief had to look at David, his eyes full of hope.

David hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sorry, everyone knows that I have a rectum, and I can’t keep things in my stomach. My stomach may be worse than that of the villagers in your village. I’m now wearing underwear that won’t leak to prevent myself from leaking. Suddenly pulled out"

Who knows you have a rectum? We have only met for a long time, OK! Will be pulled out anytime, anywhere, are you a bird that can't control the cloaca? Is it necessary to fight this way not to give shit?

Ding Shinsi frantically complained.

"Then...what about you, this brave man?"

The village chief turned his gaze to Ambori, and his eyes seemed to be begging.

Amboli, who had been laughing all the time, stepped back subconsciously and smiled awkwardly, "I just had my appendix cut before..."

The village head was puzzled: "The appendix doesn't seem to affect the intestines, right?"

"...The doctor in charge of the operation felt uncomfortable after cutting the appendix. By the way, I cut all my large and small intestines and replaced them with plastic tubes."

Amber said nonsense, "Although I hammered the doctor into the wall after the incident, the removal of the intestines still caused a very stubborn negative effect on me, occasionally vomiting blood, coughing and coughing inexplicably!! "

While talking, Ambori suddenly covered his mouth, and after a violent cough, spread his hands, revealing a pool of sticky black blood on his palms.

"Look."

Ambori wiped off the black blood with a tissue, and shook his head regretfully, "I can't help it."

Did he really vomit blood? !

In the cockpit of Kui Niu Mecha, Ding Shinji was stunned.

The mecha's sensors clearly showed that Ambori had just used dark energy to manipulate the muscles in her body, tapped her own intestines and stomach lightly, spit out blood, and fooled it.

No, it’s a bit of a problem for you first-tier players to use the top martial artist's muscle control technique for this kind of thing.

"..."

The village chief opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and looked at Ding Shinji with a bitter expression, "This brave sir, do you have..."

"I?"

Ding Shinji stopped suddenly when he was about to answer.

Li Risheng, David, Ambori, they don’t really want to give shit...

40 extraordinary items in a different world with unknown functions and uses are also a huge asset.

If it is converted according to the cold value, it is definitely worth more than a mere pile of shit.

Isn't it just to find a place to make a dip? What's the trouble?

Normal people have to eat and drink Lazar.

Unless... they have their own reasons.

Ding Shinji suddenly understood that the essence of not wanting to give **** was actually not wanting to reveal his genetic information.

A mere pile of **** is naturally worthless,

However, the player's large number of body cells contained in the **** are very important genetic information materials.

Low-level players will give it,

High-level players need to consider the subsequent dangers-for example, will someone use part of their body cells to launch a curse,

Will someone take genetic information materials to clone their own clones,

Will someone differentiate their body cells into reproductive cells, do test-tube babies, breed a lot of children without knowing it, or even carry mutant organisms with their own genomes.

This kind of similar cases are not uncommon in player forums, especially some scandals related to Gen-Sys biotechnology company, which was once exposed, secretly collecting genetic information of its players and employees, and modulating biological weapons.

There was still a lot of noise at the time.

At the moment, this script task prohibits the use of summoning skill equipment, and also does not allow the removal of the familiar.

This means that players cannot use ordinary summoned beasts as a source of feces.

Players of the first echelon such as David and Amberly, there is no need to risk the leakage of genetic information.

And even if they are willing to lend a helping hand and donate a portion of their shit, they have to go through Li Risheng’s debugging process-Li Risheng seems to be very good at biological transformation technology.

The whole person is crazier and uncontrollable than the members of the Demon Scientists Alliance,

The risk is too great and the value expectation has been exceeded.

"I..."

Ding Shinji's answer suddenly stopped. He looked at the village chief’s hopeful gaze, and bit his head and said, "My stomach is also a bit bad recently..."

"Hey, Xiaoding, don't be humble."

Li Ang patted the thigh of Kui Niu Mecha, "Of our group, you have the most complete gastrointestinal function. It tastes delicious, can eat and stretch."

"Yes, yes."

Amboli replied: "According to the old saying in the East, saving one life is better than building a seventh-level buddha, let alone saving the life of a villager.

Don't refuse, and hand over all the inventory in your stomach.

Hmm...I remember, the cockpit of your mech is equipped with a portable life support device, right? No need to go out of the cockpit for excretion.

This means that somewhere in your mech, there must be a can of excrement.

Hand in the can quickly. "

Don't grab me!

Ding Shinji wanted to cry without tears~www.wuxiaspot.com~Ambori and Li Ang, who wanted to push away from the mecha, beating on Kui Niu, looking for cans, but these two were surprisingly powerful.

The Kui Niu Mecha in low-power mode couldn't move their wrists at all.

Just as the three were arguing, Hornheim coughed lightly, "What? I actually have a way..."

"you?"

The village chief's eyes were piercing, "Could it be that you are willing to donate?"

For some reason, the village chief is just an ordinary life with a thin blood of a ghoul, but his eager gaze puts a lot of pressure on Hornheim, coughing to hide his embarrassment, and said: "It's not I donated, but this... ."

After all, Hornheim took out a dirty, crude, and smelly medium-sized cloth bag.

It was the second cloth bag delivered by the three-armed eccentric Crowder when he was in the forest.