Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

Chapter 174 Chrysanthemums in Full Bloom

I hurriedly flew towards the white mouse with the big pin in my hand, but before I even landed, the little mouse couldn't help but start complaining.

"You're finally back! I thought you'd be gone much longer." Xiaobai was clearly impatient and eager to get out.

"Well, you still have to find the thumbtack first. Do you think it's so easy to get the thumbtack off that magnet?" I said, quite annoyed. Do you know how much effort I put into finding this thumbtack?

"Alright, come down and let's begin," the white mouse said hurriedly.

"Okay." I quickly landed, still clutching the pin.

"What do I need to do?" I asked after I landed.

Because I don't know how to do it. What if I insert it incorrectly and it hurts my guinea pig to death? Also, it won't work if I insert it in the wrong place.

"Well, just keep stabbing at me with all your might," the white mouse said after thinking for a moment.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Okay, enough talk, let's get started," the lab mouse urged.

Since the white mouse had already said so, I couldn't very well refuse. Anyway, it wasn't sticking into me, and it wasn't me who would feel the pain, so I closed my eyes and stabbed the white mouse.

The scene I had imagined—the mouse jumping up in pain—did not happen. The little white mouse didn't move at all, as if it hadn't been pricked at all.

"Did you get pricked?" the white mouse asked curiously.

Damn, I've pricked it so hard, don't you feel any pain? I was so frustrated that I pricked it again and again, but the little mouse still didn't react at all.

"Did you get in?" the white mouse asked again.

Holy crap, I instantly felt like a girl was asking me, "Have you come in yet?" This is a real blow to my dignity.

I was already inside, and I was already having fun, and I was still being asked if I was in? Isn't this being looked down upon?

I was annoyed and wanted to say something, but the lab rat spoke again: "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, because I'm still a lab rat, I'm often experimented on, and I'm used to being pricked. Ordinary pain doesn't work on me, so you'll have to use some force."

Damn, why didn't you say this sooner? It's like you've lived in Dongguan for several years and didn't really understand anything.

But what am I supposed to do in this situation? You've already been pricked all over your body, where am I supposed to go to prick you again?

If this doesn't hurt you, then all my efforts will have been wasted, right? Are you deliberately trying to trick me?

I looked at the white mouse and was speechless. I felt like I had been tricked. Wasn't this a scam?

But just as the white mouse was swaying and talking, I suddenly saw a pink piece of flesh under its tail.

Even if you've been injected all over your body, I don't think you'll get any injections here, right?

Without hesitation, I pierced the small pink flesh under the tail of the white mouse, which is commonly known as its anus.

"The ultimate secret, the ultimate kill, the thousand-year kill!" I shouted and used the pin in my hand to poke the white mouse's anus.

"Ouch..." The little white mouse let out a painful roar and leaped into the air, disappearing from my sight.

I watched the little white mouse in the air like it was Superman. I never expected that this little white mouse would have such a good jumping ability. Those short legs are really not to be underestimated.

The white mouse fell from the sky and landed on the ground, but it immediately got up and started running around like crazy.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" the little mouse cried as it ran on the ground.

It seems this ultimate technique can't be used casually anymore; its power is still too great. No wonder the ultimate moves on TV are only used as a last resort.

The little white mouse ran around on the ground several times before finally stopping and lying motionless.

I stared at the motionless white mouse and instantly got agitated. Could it be that the ultimate technique was too powerful and I had killed the white mouse?

So all my previous efforts were wasted? And all that desperate searching for thumbtacks was for nothing?

"It hurts so much." Just when I was about to despair, the little white mouse finally managed to utter those two words with difficulty.

Holy crap, thank goodness he's not dead, he almost scared me to death.

I flew over immediately and said to the white mouse on its head, "Are you alright? It's so good that you're not dead."

"Although I'm not dead yet, I almost died from the pain," the white mouse said with great difficulty.

"That's great, I'm so glad you're alright," I said happily.

"I wasn't killed by the humans who were doing experiments, but you almost stabbed me to death," the white mouse said, almost in tears.

"I didn't mean to, I just didn't know. I'll definitely be more careful next time," I said apologetically.

"There'll be a next time? I'd rather be poked by humans." The little white mouse said nervously, its fur standing on end.

"There won't be a next time, there won't be a next time! Please help me save my companion!" I said anxiously.

"I could have helped you save your companion, but..." the white mouse said with great difficulty.

"But what? Don't you want to save my companion anymore? You promised, you can't go back on your word!" I shouted hurriedly. I didn't care if the other party was a guinea pig anymore, but I'm probably the first person to tell a guinea pig that I'm not keeping my word.

"I didn't say I wouldn't help you, but look at me now, do you really think I can help you?" the white mouse said with great difficulty.

Looking at the little white mouse's suffering, I have to say, it's having a really hard time even walking now. How is it supposed to climb up that high platform to save Dafu? I really misunderstood it.

But if this little white mouse doesn't go up to save Dafu, how am I supposed to save him? With my skinny arms and legs? That's just a joke.

So I'm really worried that I might have ruined the lab mouse.

Could it be that just that one blow really ruined his chrysanthemum, leaving him injured all over the ground, and he's completely crippled and can't get up anymore?

"What should we do? Are we just going to give up like this? My friend is waiting for you to save him!" I asked anxiously.

"I want to save them too, but you know my current situation. How can I save them? I feel extremely painful even when I walk. How can I save them?" the white mouse said, feeling very aggrieved.

"Is there really no way? How can you get better quickly? Should I go find you something to eat? Any kind of anesthetic or painkiller will do," I asked hurriedly.

"I don't need any of that. What I need most right now is rest," the white mouse said weakly.

"How long do you need to rest?" I asked anxiously.

But the little white mouse ignored me, closed its eyes, and kept making painful noises...