Under Zhuang Lan's coercion and the promise that he would never attack someone's person again after encountering an error in Qu Ruorui's work,
Qu Ruorui finally gave in pitifully and plucked two strands of hair to hand over.
"This is really costing me," Qu Ruorui stared at the nearly invisible strands of hair held by Zhuang Lan, "Why on earth? Normal gifts for relatives don't include hair, let alone someone else's hair."
Just imagine that scenario.
Hello, I've brought you a little gift.
Twisting two fingers, squinting and looking for a long while.
"Hey, thanks for your hair."
Isn't that sick?
With the hair in hand, Zhuang Lan became concise again.
"It's for an experiment."
Qu Ruorui and Lu Zhu immediately understood.
"Your relative must be just like you, one of those Science Monsters who dedicate themselves to science," they said.
