What It’s Like Being a Vampire

Chapter 102 What day is today?

Seeing his own blood at 2000 times, Xiang Kun compared it with the videos and pictures he found on the Internet before, and it seemed to be a little different.

In comparison, under the same multiple, his red blood cells seem to be more "fat", and they are densely packed and swimming together.

If other people's red blood cells are like persimmons, then his red blood cells should be said to be like basketballs, and what's the matter with an inexplicably majestic feeling?

He searched carefully for a long time, but couldn't find white blood cells and platelets, maybe because they weren't stained?

Suddenly, all the red blood cells seemed to have received the order at the same time, the cell membranes quickly ruptured and disappeared, and then all the tissues in the cells were connected together, and continued to change and condense, and then formed one after another fine particles, and these particles seemed to be of an unexpectedly large size. Uniform, the surface is very smooth.

Soon, all the red blood cells that were originally densely packed and overcrowded were no longer left, and they all turned into small particles that were either closely attached to each other or scattered everywhere.

Xiang Kun suddenly gave a cry of surprise, looked at the time on the computer, and then at the time on the phone, and couldn't help frowning: Although he didn't time the time just now, he probably knew that from taking out the blood to observing the red blood cells completely changed. For small particles, the time should not exceed 10 minutes.

However, he has done experiments before, whether it is blood or other body tissues, the speed of change is not so fast, and the whole process takes nearly 15 minutes.

what's going on? Has the rate at which the inactive tissue decomposes changed during this time, and has it also changed? But there have been so many mutations before, but none of them have changed.

Xiang Kun didn't think about it any more, and just did another experiment to find out.

This time he divided the blood into two parts, put one aside, and observed the other, and started timing after the blood was taken.

"Fuck! What's going on!?"

Looking at the screen displayed on the notebook monitor attached to the microscope eyepiece, the red blood cells began to rapidly change into fine particles again, while the blood taken out at the same time and divided into other vessels did not change significantly, Xiang Kun couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Now the phone's timing app shows 00:08:37.

At the same time, when the blood taken out is observed with a microscope, the speed of decomposition will be accelerated? This is an optical microscope, and there is no reaction when observing it, right? Is it the built-in LED light source?

More than 14 minutes and 50 seconds later, another piece of unobserved blood also turned into gray powder.

Xiang Kun then continued to take blood, put it on a glass slide, and then removed the objective lens, simply placing it on top of the light source.

But this time, the blood normally took nearly 15 minutes to completely turn into a gray powder.

"It's really related to observation??" Xiang Kun was still a little unbelievable.

The experiment continued, but under his observation, those plump red blood cells accelerated the rate of decomposition again, completely turning into a pile of fine particles in just over 7 minutes.

Xiang Kun didn't give up, and instead observed the oral cells and skin cells, but the results were all the same. As long as he observed them, the speed of decomposition would be much faster.

And if he does not use a microscope, but just looks at it with his eyes, the rate of decomposition will not change.

He tried to record the observation video again, but instead of watching it directly, he went to the window to "breeze", and came back to check the video after fifteen minutes had passed.

It turned out that when he was not around to observe in real time, the decomposition of tissue cells returned to normal speed.

Damn it! Do my tissue cells know I'm looking at them? ?

Xiang Kun was a little messy...

He even imagined a bunch of anthropomorphic fat red blood cells in his mind. After discovering that Xiang Kun was observing them with a microscope, they pushed each other and shouted "Get out!"

Then start to explode...

But he immediately shook his head, denying this speculation.

He thinks that it is very likely that when he can see the microscopic structure of these body tissues at the cell level, the subconscious mind of the brain may have some kind of influence on these tissues that belonged to him that his main consciousness has not noticed, making these tissues advance. break down?

It is not impossible to connect him to establish special connections and inductions with various objects, and to be able to influence the same kind of creatures around him based on his own emotional changes.

But why is this happening, and why is the rate of decomposition of isolated tissue accelerated? What's the point?

But he couldn't figure it out for a moment.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Zhen'er and Tang Baona drove him to Xia Libing's house.

Because he will be in charge of the spoon at night, he has to go there in advance to make some preparations and handle the ingredients.

Although he knew that Xia Libing, like Yang Zhen'er and Tang Baona, had a good family background, when he walked into Xia Libing's house, Xiang Kun was bluffed.

He is not an uninformed person... Well, he has never seen such a location, such a large space, a wide view, and such a design-inspired decoration that combines classical luxury with modern technology. The best house he has ever seen in this city should be the former boss's house, but no matter the location, view, size, or decoration quality, it cannot compare with this one.

If he had seen this house earlier, then the residence of YY in Xiang Kun's mind in the past few years should have changed from a single-family villa to this place.

But now Xiang Kun no longer has any obsession with the house.

He was going to the kitchen to pre-process the ingredients. He had already made a plan for what to cook tonight, prepared the recipes, and asked Xia Libing and the others to buy the ingredients first.

He didn't plan to make any new dishes—in fact, he didn't have time to develop them yet, and he still had a few "specialties" from before. However, after the three women visited his house last time and observed their eating behavior, he knew the taste of the three women in more detail, so he believed that even if the dishes were the same, after he fine-tuned the taste, he could make them feel Taste better.

But Tang Baona stopped him and didn't let him go to the kitchen immediately.

"Xiang Kun, do you know what day it is?" Tang Baona said with a smile on her face.

Xia Libing and Yang Zhen'er were also watching him, waiting for his answer.

What day is it? Xiang Kun thought about it, quickly calculated today's lunar and solar calendars in his mind, and suddenly realized: "Hey? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"It's not just the Mid-Autumn Festival, think about it." Tang Baona smiled mysteriously.

Not just the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Xiang Kun's brain turned rapidly. This year is 2019. The year of the pig, uh, it should be... the year of Ji Hai, the month of Guiyou... Gui Chou day, uh, it should have nothing to do with this, and it doesn't depend on the date... Then today is What special day?

September 13? A piece of news that he accidentally read a long time ago flashed in his mind. September 13 seems to be Russia's Programmer's Day? It seems that because it is the 256th day of each year... Uh, it's even more impossible. How could Tang Baona know what Bird Egg Programmer's Day is, or it's in Russia...

Seeing Xiang Kun's sluggish face as if he was trying to think and recall, Tang Baona slapped herself on the forehead and said, "Hey, I forgot, it's not today, it's tomorrow. You won't forget what day tomorrow is, will you?"

September 14? Xiang Kun opened his eyes wide, subconsciously thinking about... the day OPEC was founded? Uh, it sure has nothing to do with us, not this.

Seeing that Xiang Kun still looked like he couldn't remember, Tang Baona said in surprise: "No, Xiang Kun, September 14th is your birthday! You can't even remember your own birthday?"

September 14th is my birthday? Why don't I know it myself? Xiang Kun continued to be confused.