The reward is coming.

Li Ang’s eyes lit up and he glanced at the warehouse.

There are probably only a few items in it that can still be used, but even if it is all waste, it will be brought back to major organizations in the real world, or research and exploration by yourself.

You can also master a large number of novel technologies, or at least learn from each other, and explore ideas in scientific and technological research and development.

"You can wait and talk about the rewards later."

Li Ang coughed and said, "Appoint all the treatment links first."

"Well?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, "Hasn't it been arranged?"

“That’s the production line of transplant devices and filtration instruments,”

Li Ang said calmly: "Before this, we must first solve the problem of the source of feces.

This is the most important thing to obtain a healthy and stable initial intestinal flora.

After obtaining the original shit, it can be cultivated through transplantation.

Get the second generation of healthy shit, and then on the basis of the second generation, through transplantation and cultivation,

Get the third generation of healthy shit...

This cycle can make the entire village have a healthy and stable intestinal bacterial flora.”

"In other words, the problem now is to find shit, right?"

The village chief thought for a while and asked uncertainly: "Is livestock or something OK?"

“It will be more troublesome.”

Li Ang spread his hands and said: "Small poultry, such as chickens and ducks, don't provide enough feces,

For large sizes, such as cattle and horses, the recipes are very different from those of humans, and the diversity of intestinal flora is also different from that of humans.

In layman's terms, the efficiency of obtaining beneficial intestinal flora will be very low.

And it cannot be guaranteed whether there will be a certain kind of intestinal beneficial bacteria missing in the future, resulting in the recurrence of premature aging."

"oh oh."

The village chief nodded, his eyes drifted on the players. He hesitated for a long time and asked awkwardly: "That brave man..."

Um?

Ding Zhensi, who has been listening since the beginning, was shocked.

He could not participate in the discussion of Li Ang’s shit-eating ghost rescue plan, but now he heard the village chief’s tone, is he greedy for the little things in the players’ stomachs?

"Considering that the main recipe of the original ghoul is human, the ‘inventory’ of us outsiders should be able to be used normally."

Li Ang nodded slowly, "But I have been on a diet recently, and my stomach is empty, so I'm afraid I can't take out any useful things."

Hello, when did you go on a diet? Could it be that you suddenly decided to go on a diet for several days in the last second?

Ding Zhensi complained in his heart.

Hearing Li Ang's words, the village chief had to look at David, his eyes full of hope.

David waved his hand quickly and said, "Sorry, everyone knows that I am a straight person and I can never store things in my stomach. My stomach may be worse than that of the villagers in Guizhou. I am wearing underwear that will not leak sideways to prevent myself from suddenly pulling it out."

Who knows that you have a straight intestine? We have only known each other for less than a long time. It will be pulled out anytime and anywhere. Are you a bird that can't control the cloaca? Is it necessary to fight like this to avoid giving shit?

Ding Zhensi complained wildly in his heart.

"Then...what are you, this brave man?"

The village chief turned his gaze to Anboli, with a bit of begging and begging in his eyes.

An Boli, who had been smiling, subconsciously took a step back half a step and smiled awkwardly, "I just cut my appendix before..."

The village chief wondered: "It doesn't seem that the appendix affects the intestines?"

"... After the doctor in charge of the operation, he felt that it was not satisfied with me after cutting the appendix, so he cut all my large intestine and small intestine and replaced it with plastic tubes."

An Bo said nonsense without changing his expression and his heart was still beating: "Although I hammered the doctor into the wall afterwards, removing the intestines still had a very stubborn negative impact on me. I occasionally vomited blood for no reason, cough cough cough!!"

As he was talking, Amboli suddenly covered his mouth, coughed violently for a while, spread his hands open, revealing a pool of sticky black blood on his palm.

"look."

Anboli wiped off the black blood with a tissue, shook his head regretfully and said, "I can't help you."

He actually vomited blood?!

In the cockpit of Kuiniu mecha, Ding Zhensi was stunned.

The mecha's sensor clearly showed that Anboli had just used dark force to control the muscles in her body, gently hit her own stomach and intestines, spitting out blood naturally and fooling her.

No, it is a problem to use top martial artists to control muscles in this way. You first-tier players are designated as a problem.

“…”

The village chief opened his mouth, wanted to speak but stopped, and looked at Ding Zhensi with a bitter face, "Sir, do you have any..."

"I?"

Ding Zhensi was about to answer, but he suddenly stopped.

Li Risheng, David, and Amborri didn't look like they wanted to give shit...

40 extraordinary items in the other world with unknown functions and uses are a huge asset, no matter how you say it is.

If converted according to cold value, it would definitely be worth more than a piece of shit.

Isn’t it just to find a place to soak, and what’s the trouble?

Normal people also have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Unless...they have their own reasons.

Ding Zhensi suddenly understood that the essence of not wanting to give shit was actually not wanting to reveal his genetic information.

A mere piece of shit is naturally worthless.

However, the large number of body cells contained in the shit are very important genetic information materials.

If the player at a low level gives it, he will give it.

High-level players need to consider subsequent dangers - such as whether someone will use some of their body cells to curse,

Will someone use genetic information materials to clone their own copyist?

Will someone differentiate body cells into germ cells to do test tube fertility, and cultivate a large number of children without knowing it, and even mutated organisms carrying their own genomes?

Such similar cases are common in player forums, especially some scandals related to Gen-Sys Biotechnology, which was once exposed to secretly collecting genetic information from its players and modulating biological weapons.

There was a lot of controversy at that time.

At present, this script task is prohibited from using summoning skills and equipment, and it is not allowed to remove magic pets.

This means that players cannot use ordinary summoned beasts as a source of feces.

David, Amboree and other first-tier players do not need to risk the leakage of genetic information.

And even if they are willing to lend a helping hand and donate some shit, they have to go through Li Risheng's debugging process - Li Risheng seems to be very good at biological transformation technology,

The whole person is even more crazy and uncontrollable than the members of the Alliance of Demon Scientists.

The risk is too great and it has exceeded the value expectations.

"I..."

Ding Zhensi's answer suddenly stopped. He looked at the village chief's hopeful gaze, and said with a thorn in his scalp: "My stomach is a little bad recently..."

"Hey, Xiao Ding, don't be modest."

Li Ang patted the thigh of Kui Niu Mecha, "Among us, you are the most healthy gastrointestinal function. It tastes good to eat, and you can eat it or pull it."

"Yes, right."

Anboli responded and said, "According to the ancient saying in the East, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, let alone saving a village's life.

Don't refuse, hand over all the inventory in your stomach.

Well...I remember, the cockpit of your mecha is equipped with a portable life maintenance device? You don’t have to go out of the cockpit when you excrete.

This means that somewhere in your mecha, there must be a can of waste.

Hand over the canned food quickly.”

Don't scoop me!

Ding Zhensi was in tears and wanted to push away the Kui Niu mecha, looking for cans, An Boli and Li Ang, but these two were surprisingly powerful.

The Kuiniu mecha in low-power mode cannot beat their wrists at all.

Just as the three of them were making noise, Hornheim coughed lightly, "What, actually I have a way..."

"you?"

The village chief's eyes were bright, "Are you willing to donate?"

For some reason, the village chief was just an ordinary life with a thin bloodline of zombies, but his longing eyes put a lot of pressure on Hornheim. He coughed and covered up his embarrassment, and said, "It's not me who donated it, but this..."

After saying that, Hornheim took out a dirty, crude medium-sized cloth bag with a strange smell.
Chapter completed!