Chapter 349 My intuition tells me this thing is not simple.
Chapter 349 My intuition tells me this thing is not simple.
"We don't need to think about that much."
Lin Fan looked at the two of them.
"You just need to try and see if there's a way to grow it. Would you like to give it a try?"
Upon hearing this, Helen and Bruce fell silent.
After a while, Helen looked at Bruce.
Soon, Bruce, who was deep in thought, slowly developed an expression that Lin Fan had never seen before on his rough face.
That was the kind of excitement that researchers experience when faced with unknown samples...
"We can try."
Bruce nodded.
"If you give me the time and equipment, I can try."
"Very good, I really like your enthusiasm, but could you estimate how long it will take?"
"That's uncertain. We need to do a series of basic analyses first, including seed coat composition, dormancy mechanisms, germination conditions... It will take at least one or two weeks to develop a preliminary plan."
"OK."
Lin Fan nodded and handed the seeds to Bruce.
"Then this is yours. But there's one condition."
"What are the conditions?"
"Notify me immediately if any abnormalities occur during the planting process. I mean any abnormalities."
He then emphasized again that it was any abnormality.
Upon hearing this request, Bruce nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"clear."
At this moment, nothing is more appealing or fulfilling to him than planting an unknown seed.
Lin Fan watched as Bruce carefully collected the seed and placed it into a sealed sample box, and he couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart.
To be honest, there's a bit of risk involved in letting someone plant these unknown seeds.
But regardless of the danger, he had to find out what it was.
Moreover... if that thing is truly related to the Dark World, it might even be the key to solving the Shoggoth problem.
"Oh, right."
He remembered something, turned to look at Bruce,
"What kind of soil and nutrient solution did you use to cultivate those mutant cannabis plants?"
"The soil near the nuclear power plant is radioactive, and I added my own nutrient solution."
Once the topic of marijuana came up, Bruce seemed to have opened a floodgate of explanations, tirelessly recounting his experience.
"Observations revealed that these mutated cannabis plants have a certain affinity for radiation; low doses of radiation can actually promote their growth. Therefore, the environment near a nuclear power plant would be paradise for them."
Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully.
Radiation promotes growth...
He had suspected this before.
That seed came from a dark world; who knows what bizarre conditions it needed to germinate?
We might really have to resort to some unconventional methods.
"Alright, let's leave it at that for now." He clapped his hands. "You guys keep going, I'm going to take a break."
"Okay, boss!" Bruce replied.
Lin Fan turned and walked out of the laboratory, where Miller was still waiting in the corridor.
"Mr. Lin, would you like to go to the rest area? I've arranged a private room for you."
"Okay, lead the way."
After walking with Miller for a while, Lin Fan suddenly thought of something and asked a question.
"By the way, has anything been happening outside lately?"
Miller thought for a moment:
"There's a large group of mutated beasts migrating to the east, but they haven't come this way. Also... we've been hearing some noises from the north these past couple of days."
What's that noise?
"It sounded like fighting. It was far away, but could be heard intermittently. A reconnaissance team was sent over to investigate, but they didn't see anything. However, there were signs of large-scale biological activity on the ground."
Lin Fan paused for a moment.
North.
Little Wu went north to find food.
How large is the mark?
"Very big," Miller gestured. "The paw prints on the ground are as big as a car wheel."
Lin Fan: "..."
That definitely wasn't done by Little Wu. Although Little Wu is an octopus, it doesn't leave claw marks when it walks.
"Understood. Let's leave it for now and continue observing."
"clear."
Lin Fan followed Miller to the rest area, entered the room, and closed the door.
He sat down on the bed and took out the satellite phone he had brought with him when he left Raccoon City.
However, even satellite phones no longer have a signal.
That makes sense.
Since the disaster, communications across North America have been largely paralyzed, with only walkie-talkies and a few satellite devices remaining usable.
The satellite phone in his hand is a product of the US military. Now that the ground equipment is not being maintained, who knows what's going on up in the sky.
Bored out of his mind, he put his hands behind his head, leaned back, and lay down on the bed.
I stared at the ceiling for a while.
Too many things on my mind.
Shoggoth, the Gray World, that Seed, that Shadow, the Great Crow's Memory, the Abyss...
Each thing is like a piece of a puzzle, but he can't see the whole picture.
"One thing at a time," he muttered to himself. "There's no use rushing."
She turned over and closed her eyes.
But the next second, he opened his eyes again.
"No, that large creature's remains to the north..."
He suddenly sat up, his brows furrowing.
Miller said the marks were claw marks, as big as a car wheel.
Little Wu happened to head north.
If Xiao Wu encounters some large mutated beast in the north...
Knowing Xiao Wu's temperament, that guy definitely won't run away.
"Hold."
He cursed, jumped out of bed, pushed open the door, and walked out.
Miller!
Miller, who was arranging things, was startled by his voice and quickly ran over.
"What's wrong, Mr. Lin?"
"Could your reconnaissance team explore a bit further north?"
"Sure, but there would be risks if the distance is too far—"
"Just tell them to be careful. If they see one of those two octopuses that appeared before, report back to me immediately."
Miller blinked, as if he had also thought of something.
"You mean...it might be dangerous?"
"Whether there's danger or not, we'll only know after a search. Hopefully, I'm just overthinking it."
"...Understood." Miller finished speaking and went to prepare to hand over the task.
Although the little crow is smaller than the big crow, it is no weaker.
Even if we encounter some large mutated beast, we should be able to protect ourselves.
Besides, this isn't the first time Little Crow has gone out to forage for food on its own.
"Never mind, no rush. Let's wait a day; if it's not back by tomorrow, I'll go look for it again."
He went back to his room and lay down again.
This time, I didn't think about it too much and quickly fell asleep.
In the laboratory behind the nuclear power plant, Bruce held the sealed sample box, his eyes shining as he stared at the gray-black seed inside.
"A genetic map... a living genetic map..." he muttered to himself, "What on earth is this thing...?"
He carefully placed the sample box into the constant temperature chamber and set the temperature and humidity parameters.
Then he turned around and wrote the first line in the notebook:
"Unknown seed sample - No. 001. Origin unknown. Surface texture appears to be coded information. Seed coat hardness exceeds the range of known plant seeds."
After he finished writing, he paused for a moment.
Then another sentence was added at the end:
"My intuition tells me this thing is not simple."
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