Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1375 - 669: Attend the Yellow Cattle Festival

Chapter 1375: Chapter 669: Attend the Yellow Cattle Festival

"Ah, ow, ooh... ah..."

From the Dahe Base, cries of pain echoed far into the still night, reaching even the riverside, making the Suchomimus family lift their heads and gaze toward the base.

At the entrance of the base laboratory, a laborer was tied to a post, desperately enduring the discomfort until he could no longer bear it and would let out a few yells. He looked as if he was undergoing severe torture.

In reality, everyone around him knew no one was really doing anything to him. Just look at the side, where a dinosaur enthusiast was questioning him with a few researchers, holding pens and paper, "What are you feeling now? Speak quickly, don’t just shout. If you don’t speak up, your suffering will be for nothing..."

"It hurts!" the laborer yelled loudly. "It hurts so badly... hurts worse than those black wasps..."

"Yes, yes, yes, let it out, you’ll feel a bit better. Now tell me, what kind of pain is it? For example, is it a burning pain, like being stabbed by a sharp object, or is it..."

"It feels... more like... a burning kind of pain..." the laborer shouted, sweating profusely. Indeed, shouting at this time made him feel a bit better. "It started off burning, and now I can’t feel anything else, it’s just pain, pain... ah..."

"Okay, okay, just endure a little longer, it will be over soon!" the dinosaur enthusiast said after confirming it, then instructed someone nearby. "Someone, help ease his pain using physical methods. We haven’t thoroughly researched this toxin yet; we must be careful about drug interactions causing bad outcomes."

After studying dozens of toxic insects at the Dahe Base’s laboratory and as per Yan Fei’s request, they needed to find a toxin with particularly unique characteristics. One such toxin could make other creatures experience intense pain, yet it wasn’t lethal.

Originally, they used mice and rabbits for experiments; they would only jump frantically and die if even a slightly higher dose was administered. So, these researchers simply decided to use humans for testing—actually, if they had just continued experimenting in the laboratory, there would have been no need for human trials. But wasn’t this a group of laborers eager to deliver effective results for the boss?

Since they had already tried on rabbits and mice, these types of toxins were not lethal with controlled dosages. The key was to determine how painful the pain feels and which type of small creature’s toxin could make one feel the pain the most.

Using humans for tests sounds terrifying, but inside the base, where the researchers assured it wouldn’t be lethal or cause sequelae, there were indeed volunteers willing to participate.

After all, by cooperating with several experiments, one could secure better resource allocation within the base and lead a better life, much more so than from hard labor.

Yan Fei was indifferent to the process, as long as the objectives were met, and since the laborers discussed and volunteered themselves, he only cared about the results, regardless of how they reached those conclusions.

After finding the insect that could cause the most severe pain, Yan Fei immediately issued instructions for brewing alcohol, stirring excitement among all the laborers in the base as if celebrating a festival.

The base had a good climate and fertile land, producing high yields of crops, some even thrice a year, and the stored food was more than enough.

But no one dared to experiment with it until recently, when a group of laborers wholeheartedly accomplished various tasks for Yan Fei and brought him satisfactory results. Only then did Yan Fei approve their brewing.

Brewing was simply a command issued by Yan Fei; if a bunch of laboratory people couldn’t achieve that, it would be a joke. Whether they made fruit wine, liquor, or even yellow rice wine or beer, apart from fruit wine requiring slightly more resources, there was no shortage of materials for the others.

After making arrangements, Yan Fei returned to his room at the cattle farm and immediately heard people talking outside. He casually grabbed a jar and went out to join everyone in their busy preparations.

Today was the official first day of the Yellow Cattle Festival. Xiaohei and the others got up early, feeding the Breeding Bull well, just waiting for the boss’s order to head to the festival.

Aside from preparing the bull, there were the Agaricus bisporus produced here, the greenhouse vegetables ready from the town, and various dried and cooked beef products from Pang Fa’s Meat Processing Factory—previously, the Yellow Cattle Festival had been promoted on television, and everyone thought they might attract some customers from other areas.

At mealtime, the cafeteria had a few new faces, most notably two young men with slightly morbid complexions—they were the two who, during a disaster relief effort, had bravely charged through the waters and against logs to save their comrades and the public, Chen Tai Guang and Qiu Dazhuang.

For such hot-blooded men, anyone with a bit of conscience had to give a thumbs up and praise their bravery. So, when they arrived at the site yesterday afternoon with Old Pan, they were warmly welcomed by everyone.

Xiaohei saw a jar of wine on the large table and asked cheerfully, "Boss, did you blend this wine yourself? Serving it to everyone, it seems a bit of a waste in the morning though!"

Everyone knew the boss had always managed the wine brewing, and boss Yan often produced some fine wines. At this moment, everyone seeing this jar knew it wasn’t a recent creation.