Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

"Brother Lin Lang, what's the situation inside, you need help..."

"Tartaglia, don't come in, beware of being parasitized by the spores of the Abyssal Grass." At

that time, Tartaglia had just rushed to the private research room on the fifth basement floor of Linlang's Ecological Research Institute, and originally wanted to push the door in to see the situation, but as soon as his fingers touched the doorknob, he was directly repelled by Linlang's voice.

The doorknob was then wrapped in a layer of thorns.

“... Okay, I'll be guarding the door, and if there's any danger, remember to call me at any time, Brother Linlang. "

Deputy Director Feng is not guarding here, just now when Tartaglia came down, he saw that Feng was giving a physical examination to all the researchers in the institute who had been in close contact with the abyssal treacherous grass, and I don't know what I found in the past half a month.

The samples that could have been seen on the fifth basement floor were now gone.

"Mr. Childe, may I ask you that you haven't felt any pain in your body lately, and you haven't had any weird black lines on your skin, right?"

When Tartaglia went to Tartaglia's side, he had just finished checking the last of the researchers, and turned his head to look at Tartaglia... By the way.

"No, I admire my body every time I take a shower, I'm absolutely sure I haven't!"

"That's good, you're lucky enough to have been to the institute, but you weren't parasitized by the spores of the weed."

Feng put away the monitoring instrument in his hand and placed it on the table beside him, and then sat down to rest for a while, but he still had to face the doubtful Tartaglia.

Lin Lang seems to have foresight, and explained to Feng in advance how to explain the current situation to Tartaglia, and in general, Lin Lang's research has progressed, and it has been discovered that the reason why animals and humans are controlled into puppets is because the spores of the spores of the grass enter the human body from the mouth and nose.

They can be regarded as parasites, because they can also grow in the human body, and finally the rhizomes and veins of plants will replace the nerves and blood vessels of living things, completely turning people or animals into puppets.

This is not Lin Lang's research with Jing Yan's experiment, but after killing a researcher whose body began to bloom and attacked the surrounding researchers indiscriminately, Lin Lang used the researcher's corpse to study.

And at a very fast speed, a set of methods for suppressing spores was developed, and unfortunately almost half of the research institute, as long as they had close contact with the spores, were infected with spores, including Feng.

"Huh, even you... Isn't that Brother Linlang also..."

He told me that he was fine, after all, Lord Linlang, he already has a strong abyssal adaptability, and the Langji Tree Spirit is not a human to be precise. "

There's a good reason to put Tartaglia at ease, but he's still going to stay outside his research room... Suddenly, Tartaglia remembered something.

"Wait, didn't Dotore take some of the samples?!, will he—"

It's okay, the ones he took with him were specimens that had been dead for a long time, and the spores were completely inactive, and they didn't spread the spores by mistake. "

Otherwise, there will definitely be a small unrest inside Solstice, and the Solstice Ecological Research Institute has not yet announced this news to the public.

......

"Ah Yan, are you afraid... My scalpel is about to cut your cheek.

"To be honest, it's a little, but if it's Linlang-sama, I'll be relieved. The

sharp blade slashed lightly across Junxiu's cheek, not bleeding, just exposing the dark meridians under his cheek.

In the research room, Jing Yan was lying naked on Lin Lang's research platform, and his chest and waist had spread black lines, but it no longer continued to expand, which was the reason why Lin Lang absorbed the power of the abyss.

Fingertips gradually tapped on his skin, calculating the length of the black lines to calculate the speed of its growth, Jing Yan was not frightened by the operation, but was trembling by Lin Lang's touch.

"Linlang... Lord Linlang..."

"The boss is not small, but he is still so strong-blooded? Also, you are just an adult teenager in this life. "

A yellow proverb widely circulated in the solstice, the young man's () () is harder than magic crystal ore, and it seems to have a basis.

"Don't... Don't say it, Lord Linlang!"

Jing Yan's cheeks were red on the other side of the cheek that had not been cut, and Lin Lang, who was seriously undergoing surgery, smiled slightly, and the green light between his fingers injected into the black lines, and it gradually withdrew from Lin Lang's fingers.

It was a long black plant stem and leaf, growing in Jing Yan's veins, that made him so painful, and now he was fine.