No. 55 Elliott Bay, the port warehouse, and hundreds of warehouses for rent are scattered on cement platforms. They are part of land reclamation and are funded by a large consortium and have a history of more than 40 years.

Solan drove to this place and looked at his watch when he got off the bus. It was half an hour away from twelve o'clock in the morning, which was the deepest moment of night. But looking north from here, you can still see that the large wheel was still running near the Pier Park, and the brilliant lights were even comparable to the space needle tower, which was so beautiful.

But the storage area was silent. Apart from the few night security patrols, it was impossible to see many people. The environment and time were the best cover. Solan took the car keys and hurriedly walked into this maze-like world. He walked through the aisles with ease, walked through rolling shutters, and then he could see from a distance that the entrance to the target warehouse had been opened.

"Hi, Mai, thank you for your hard work tonight!"

Solan walked into the warehouse briskly. In front of a long table on both sides of the wall, a long-haired girl was wearing crystal high heels and was also changing into a white coat.

"Oh, it's not hard."

Mai turned around, tied the second button on her chest, looked at Solan's funny look at this time, and waved her fingers into the open space: "It's just you, it makes people tired to look at it, let it go."

Seven or eight boxes of cans filled with twelve-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two

"Are you sure they are encapsulated with nematodes?"

"You will know if you sway hard, and it's all filled with ingredients." Putting down the carton, Solan finally felt relaxed, shook his arms, and walked into the warehouse. The walls on three sides were filled with long tables, but the electrocardiogram instruments, laptops and microscopes were not the focus. He bent down and lowered his head, and picked up a huge glass bottle from under a table.

As they were squirming, hundreds of nematodes were stored here, filling the bottle with the mucus they secreted together, slowly moving in a limited space. As it turns out, they have extremely low dependence on oxygen. Just drip some blood into the bottle regularly, and these tenacious little guys can survive.

"It's half dead." Solan grinded his back teeth and just pinched the bottle mouth with his hands, but wouldn't hold the transparent bottle body directly: "These guys, even if they release them, are of this kind of virtue. If they are seen by the 'coffee parties', they will be laughed at to death."

At the same time, Mai had opened the first jar of coffee, and the two nematodes inside were already lonely and stretched out their heads quickly. They were obviously different from their similarities in the bottle. They were also encapsulated for a long time, but as soon as they showed up, they bit Mai's finger, as agile as a rattlesnake!

"snort!"

Mai just shook her finger, and the ruthless worm twitched: "Your guess is indeed very interesting. These nematodes cannot have a second source unless the couple, especially Martha Walker, are gradually evolving into puppet master zombies. They are obviously the same species, but they are just different in their living environments and their vitality is completely different. It is really interesting."

Solan took a large plastic basin of rectangular shapes, and Mai was responsible for opening all the coffee cans. Her method was very simple. She gently stroked her slender middle finger or index finger and cut the cans into the cracks, and then broke it gently like a kidney bean. The coffee inside and more than 20 snow-white worms naturally fell into the basin.

These dirty little guys crawled everywhere as soon as they fell into the basin. Ma Yi's movements were already very fast, and the bugs at the falling spots were piled up in piles. The marshes were just like a nest of ants in the basin. Every citizen was climbing around quickly, just like a severe prisoner who had been imprisoned for a long time finally escaped from prison. Too much energy needed to be released!

"O my god" Solan grinded his teeth hard, stared at them, calling out the name of the Holy Spirit: "It's so disgusting!"

Mai nodded in agreement: "Patients with intensive phobia, please withdraw from Solan. If I can't eat midnight snacks, you have to compensate me."

His tone was a little coquettish, but now no one is interested in playing romance. The coffee has not been heated, and the amount of eighty cans will not create the atmosphere of the cafe. Moreover, the worms actually occupy most of the cans.

And the key is that based on an average of fifteen cans, thousands of slender, milky nematodes can create thousands of walking zombies!

"This couple is so amazing!"

Solan cursed: "There will be reproductive nematodes that have not been completely transformed? Let's not talk about whether this bullshit conclusion is right, how did they do it!"

"Like an earthworm, you can double it by breaking it in half."

"Eh? Really?"

"There are such important research results, how can I not tell you immediately, idiot."

Mai rubbed her temples and frowned slightly: "Anyway, Solan, what do you want now? Prove that this coffee additive can maintain the vitality of nematodes at a high level? Prove that I hate this brand, it is indeed a wise and powerful decision? Prove that our beautiful Seattle should still be ruled by Starbucks?"

"So, have a drink."

It was like doing magic. Solan suddenly took out a pocket and took out a glass bottle of Starbucks quick-drinking coffee: "I bought it for you on the way here. Thank you for your hard work tonight. Maybe we will bring a centrifuge to analyze the various ingredients of the coffee?"

Seeing the coffee appear, Mai blinked gently, and a trace of warmth flashed between her eyebrows. She took the bottle and carefully looked at the ingredients list of the drinks. Seeing this, Solan hurriedly pressed the lid on the plastic basin so that more than a thousand worms would run out.

"If there are really special additives, unless you find the formula, you can only rely on a centrifuge to prove it." She unscrewed the bottle mouth and said, "But the amount of this work will be very large. If you do it part-time, there will be no results in a short period of time. You have to know this."

She took a sip of coffee slowly and carefully wiped the corner of her mouth with toilet paper: "If you buy it, I will pay for the centrifuge. I will not take out even a single steel bar for Selena Quinn's business."

"I'm thankful for your help." Solan stood in the corner very regularly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Mai's coffee. As for the real reason, of course he had a tacit understanding: "Centrifuge is easy to handle. Although I don't have special channels, I can still steal one. The medical research level in our city is famous nationwide, so where can I get one?"

"Well, like the Department of Biology at the University of Washington."

In a moment, Mai drank half a bottle of coffee: "So, I remember that the vending machines in this school sold all the coffees of the God-selected ones, right? Experiments require materials, so I don't force you to treat those mentally anxious college students, which are mainly biological departments, and bring them to me as experimental subjects. Quick-drinking coffee worth 300 US dollars, buy it immediately now."

What a long and clear three-sequence sentence, Ma Yi said it calmly and leisurely. But I don’t know how many innocent college students walked around the gate of hell without consciously, and Solan had to immediately start thinking about it - how many cans of quick-drinking coffee worth 300 US dollars?

"Three hundred cans?"

"Four hundred cans, seventy-five cents a can." Mai glanced at him and took another sip of coffee: "Now, go buy it for me immediately. Forget the centrifuge, you don't know the model. I'll finish this bottle of coffee later and go find one by myself."

"Affect the order, then I'll set off right away~"

The situation is very clear. Solan is asking Mai to help deal with the part-time job assigned by Selena. She can agree because it is indeed important, and she still has to spend a lot of personal time on this. So, what's wrong with Solan working hard to do some errands and transport goods?

The warehouse fell empty in an instant, leaving Ma Yi still inside, guarding the dense nest of worms in the plastic basin. She drank all the entire bottle of coffee slowly, threw it away, put the empty bottle into the trash can, and slowly wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Yeah, four hundred cans."

She murmured, then laughed.

"I want to see how he can hold it over."
Chapter completed!