Yan Jien gave the two puppies a bath and checked their self-healing abilities. As before, the healing speed of the two puppies was quite slow, but it was slightly better than that of the initial Mutant Rat King.
"From now on, you will be my pets," Yan Jien said as he looked at the two puppies. After a moment of thought, he added, "You will be called Bread, and you will be called Milk Tea." He named the two puppies.
"Woo..."
"Awo..."
The two puppies seemed to really like their new names, wagging their tails and barking excitedly.
"I will communicate with you through a mental link from now on," Yan Jien said, patting their heads.
"Woo..."
"Awo..."
Both puppies obediently responded with a couple of barks.
"Haha, that's great!" Yan Jien exclaimed joyfully. He then placed the two puppies back into their cage in the laboratory. This way, even if they entered a period of uncontrollable behavior, they wouldn't be able to run out and hurt anyone.
"It's time to go to work," Yan Jien checked the time; it was already past nine in the morning. He tidied up his clothes before leaving home for the company.
...
Southeast Asia, Myanmar.
Hidden within the dense tropical jungle was a research facility. This facility was located underground at the Myanmar Golden Monkey Research Conservation Station established by the World Animal Protection Association.
On the surface, it appeared to be a dilapidated conservation station with only two single-story buildings and a few rooms. However, underground, it was an entirely different scene. Here lay some of the world's most advanced precision research instruments, more sophisticated than those found in many major countries' biological research institutes!
"Let me out!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"I've been framed by a scam! Let me go!"
In the injection room, a young man with a sharp face and dyed yellow hair was strapped to an electric injection chair. A tattoo of the word "Love" adorned his wrist, and a spotlight above him made it difficult to see his surroundings.
"Shut up!" A middle-aged man in the shadows snapped coldly.
The young man flinched in fear and quickly closed his mouth.
"Inject him!" The middle-aged man ordered coldly.
"Yes!" A stout woman dressed as a nurse replied as she approached the young man with a syringe.
"What are you going to do?"
"Don't!"
"I'm begging you, please let me go..."
The young man with yellow hair screamed in terror. However, no one paid him any attention. The elderly woman directly inserted the syringe into his arm and pushed all of the light green liquid inside.
"Ah..." the young man cried out in agony and fainted. He soon regained consciousness from his stupor.
"I want to call the police!"
"Where are the cops? Someone help me..." The young man shouted frantically. The elderly woman continued to ignore his cries and injected him with the drug again.
"Ah..." he let out a piercing scream. This time, he clearly felt a sharp pain sweeping through him as the drug entered his bloodstream! His veins visibly darkened and spread towards his face, neck, and other areas!
"Ugh..." The young man convulsed all over, foaming at the mouth, his limbs twitching. Fortunately, he was strapped down by the safety belt on the injection chair; otherwise, he would have fallen off!
"Professor Fang, it seems to be working!" The elderly woman exclaimed excitedly as she observed the young man's reaction.
"Mm." The middle-aged man referred to as Professor Fang nodded slightly. He was indeed Dr. Fang, who had previously chatted with Yan Jien on WeChat!
"Continue injecting!" Dr. Fang said coldly.
"Yes!" The elderly woman injected the young man with the drug once more.
"Ah..." The young man screamed in despair. His body convulsed more violently, his pupils dilating as it seemed he was nearing collapse.
"Professor Fang, he seems to be failing," the elderly woman said.
"Mm." Dr. Fang nodded and said, "Take him back to the laboratory."
"Yes!" The elderly woman responded and pushed the injection chair back to the laboratory. Dr. Fang then left the injection room and headed to the office of Dr. Jiang, the highest authority at the research institute.
In the hallway, he encountered a blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman.
"Professor Fang, Dr. Jiang is waiting for you," she said.
"I know," Dr. Fang nodded and walked into Dr. Jiang's office.
"Professor Fang, how is the experiment with Compound No. 3 progressing?" Dr. Jiang asked.
"We're already at Case 112," Dr. Fang replied.
"Case 112? Are there any successful cases?" Dr. Jiang asked eagerly.
"There are," Dr. Fang nodded and said, "My younger son has reported that two mutated creatures have gained intelligence and have both completed their second mutation."
"Really?" Dr. Jiang exclaimed in surprise, "That's fantastic!"
"But..." Dr. Fang hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Dr. Jiang asked, puzzled.
"My two children might have gone out of control," Dr. Fang said with a bitter smile.
"Out of control?" Dr. Jiang was taken aback and asked, "What do you plan to do?"
"I intend to send someone to bring them back," Dr. Fang replied.
"Oh?" Dr. Jiang was surprised and said, "Do you have the ability to do that?"
"No," Dr. Fang shook his head and said, "But they are very smart and will listen to me."
"Professor Fang, I suggest you don't take the risk," Dr. Jiang shook his head and said, "Your youngest son is very valuable; if something goes wrong, the loss for you would be too great!"
"What do you mean..." Dr. Fang was astonished.
"If you trust me, you can bring your youngest son here," Dr. Jiang said, "I will take good care of them."
"This..." Dr. Fang hesitated.
His youngest son is Dogman.
Dogman had undergone two mutations, achieving intelligence comparable to that of humans and possessing great strength!
Such a mutant creature is worth its weight in gold!
"Professor Fang, you know the capabilities of our research institute," Dr. Jiang said, "Your youngest son will definitely be better off here than wandering outside."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Fang fell silent.
After thinking for half a minute, he finally spoke up: "Alright."
"Haha, that's great!" Dr. Jiang exclaimed joyfully.
...
Nanquan City.
Yan Jien finished handling the chores at the construction site and opened Douyin.
After a day of growth, his follower count had risen to over six thousand!
Moreover, some businesses had contacted him!
Regarding these business inquiries, Yan Jien was not enthusiastic.
After all, his focus now was still on creating good content!
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