First of all, I am here to travel to readers who have always supported me on a journey, that night of fallen leaves, pure feathers...

There was also editor Xiaoyuan who apologized and wrote a broken letter.

This book was an idea at that time. Without an outline, I just wrote a chapter and started writing it. As a result, the plot of the first volume became faster and faster, with many characters appearing and messing, and the writing became more and more difficult.

The second volume was only created, but unfortunately it was still a bit difficult and became more and more tired. Each chapter took 2.3 hours.

If you can achieve your current grades, it may be that you have two hot words, Marvel, and some brilliant ideas.

After the update... The data has declined across the board, and recommendations have become increasingly rare. The old names I saw every day are Piaomiao and the two cute readers who have been clicking...

The first time I wrote Marvel, I made many mistakes, so let’s stop this story.

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I will come back next time, maybe I will change my vest or use this number, but I will come back with a copy of the manuscript and a detailed outline. I want to bring a story that will be addictive and refreshing after reading it.

I wish you all good luck and all the best in the new year. Everyone who has supported this book will be promoted and rich.

Below is the last half chapter.

It was just dark, and Polaris threw the transcript into the trash can, preparing to have a sleep in its own small room in the factory as early as possible, and make up for the rest of Dabai's sleep these days.

A strangely shaped white man walked up to him quietly, without the appearance of tilting his head and two black circles, but a blue big round cat face without ears and tail.

It's like a fat blue man.

"Hello, I'm Doraemon, your good friend." The fat blue stretched out his short right hand.

Little North Star took away his denim top and showed a handsome smile: "Hello, I'm North Star."

Fat Blue looked at the handsome little Polaris in front of her, touched the pocket under her chest with her hand, and took out a few books from it: "Okay, let's start making up for your lessons."

The North Star was instantly attracted by the fat blue, because under her gaze, one textbook after another was taken out from the small pocket on his chest that seemed to be painted, as magical as if leading to another world.

Could this be another new black technology invented by Brother Tang?

Used to make up for her?

However, she really doesn't like going to school. She prefers to be active on the streets of New York every day like a super-killer girl.

"What kind of black technology is the pocket under your chest? Why can it hold so many things?" Polaris looked at the white fat man's mutant blue fat man seriously.

"No technology?" Doraemon touched his pocket: "It's just a very ordinary pocket."

Even though I said that, I kept sucking out the things in my pocket, such as notebooks, pens, magic, etc., just as it didn't take up any space, and kept sucking out.

North Star obviously had no interest in the textbooks that had been piled up on the table, but instead put his hand into the fat blue chest with lightning speed.

Because of the excessive force and the large pocket of Fat Blue, he fell into it and his eyes were pitch black.

Polaris:???

O((=?♀?=))o:???

After struggling in the blue fat man's pocket,

The North Star is like a kangaroo's mother's pocket, with only a small head exposed from the blue fat man's chest. She also understood the principle inside. It turned out that the blue fat man's chest was completely different from other big whites filled with gas, and it was not full of air at all.

That is why you can just hold as much as you want like a dimensional pocket.

North Star lay in the warm pocket of Blue Fatty and stretched: "Bare Blue Fatty, we'll study tomorrow."

...

On the other side, Jack Tang, who used the big ace of "Blue Fatty" towards the North Star, after sterile treatment, put on his experimental clothes, put on his gloves, and touched him into the underground of the factory, and the biology laboratory he had just dug.

Due to the abundant funds, Jack Tang purchased a large number of experimental equipment. Although his scientific research strength still did not reach the 9999 system ranking, he felt that he was just about to hit the ball.

At this time, Pythagoras and Peter Parker were wearing goggles, standing in front of the experiment table filled with various bottles, jars and high-end instruments, looking at the tube of green liquid in his hand seriously. He didn't notice that Jack Tang had come in at all. Drops of red blood dripped into it as if it had never existed, and was immediately assimilated.

The little biological genius Peter Parker took the lead in breaking the silence, shook the liquid in the test tube in his hand, and said to Pythagoras: "What do you think this thing can be used? Why is Tonghua so powerful?"

"This kind of DNA is simply a cancer, and it can actually assimilate any gene." Pythagoras frowned: "This combination sequence can be completely dispersed. No matter what biological DNA sequence you encounter, you can recombinate it with them."

Jack Don picked up the experimental record on the table and looked at it curiously:

"No. 1.2, 500 grams of saliva and blood were extracted from experimental subject 1. Experimental target: Test the Skru people's memory ability analysis, object: pig brain flower, little goldfish..."

What the hell is the pig brain flower and the little goldfish that I remember for seven seconds?

Is it easier because these experimental materials can be purchased from restaurants?

"On the 1.3, 100 grams of head tissue was extracted from experimental subject No. 1. The experimental objective was to test the hair extension function of the head, and the object: no creature (turtle)."

Emmm, who had a lot of ideas, discovered the problem that the Scrapers had their hair disappeared after they turned into bald heads. Maybe they could use this result in the future to develop a mortal technology hair growth package.

Maybe we can rely on this product to increase a new high-value economic growth point.

Jack Don turned over another page of the experimental report in his hand, and it happened to be the blank page today.

"What are you testing today?"

The two people who were addicted to the experiment noticed that Jack Don was coming: "Don, you are here, we are conducting Scraper gene recognition tests, preparing to develop an instrument specifically used to identify them.

Unfortunately, there is no clue yet."

Jack Tang squinted his eyes and shook the liquid in his hand. This was the time when he saw the Scroo people's blood. Unfortunately, the biotechnology skill has never been improved, and he couldn't understand the tricks here.

......
Chapter completed!