18 Slimed!

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Slimed! Adhesion (noun). This is the force that binds molecules together. And it's the reason why iron filings don't slip right out of magnetic slime. "MAGNETIC SLIME!" I scooped up the black blob on the desktop. "That stuff has iron in it, which is magnetic. I just watched Dr. Caroline make magnetic slime with iron oxide, glue, and borax last week." And Ms. Daly had a bottle of iron oxide powder on her desk back in her lab! The blob oozed between my fingers and felt awesome and gross at the same time. I pressed it against the drawer. It stuck right to it. "Jeremy was right about the magnet," I said. "But I have no clue what to do next." "The plastic wrap!" screamed Birdie. She zipped into the WC and sprinted back into the lab,

第十八章烂泥！粘连(名词)。 这是将分子结合在一起的力。 这就是铁屑不能从磁性黏液中直接滑出的原因。 “磁泥!”我把桌面上的黑点捞了起来。 “那东西里面有铁，是磁性的。 上周我刚看了卡洛琳医生用氧化铁、胶水和硼砂制作磁性黏液。” 戴利老师在她实验室的桌子上放了一瓶氧化铁粉末！那一团东西从我手指间渗出来，感觉既棒又恶心。 我把它按在抽屉上。 它就粘在上面了。“杰里米对磁铁的看法是对的，”我说。 “但我不知道下一步该做什么。” “保鲜膜！”小鸟尖叫道。 她冲进厕所，又冲回实验室，

removing the plastic wrap from the toilet paper as she ran. Palming the slime, she wrapped it in the plastic and tossed it to Elijah. "What are you doing?" asked Memito. "No questions," begged Jeremy, pointing at the timer. "Two minutes." My heart thudded so loudly it could probably be heard clear across the school. Elijah used the magnetic slime, now wrapped up in plastic, to slide the magnet in the drawer to the left. The drawer opened! Waving my flashlight, we all peered inside. But there was nothing. "It's empty!" moaned Memito slapping his hands against his forehead. "We're running out of time." "This is so bad," said Jeremy. "We're not getting out," said Birdie with a dramatic sigh. "We can!" I cheered, but honestly, I wasn't so sure. In fact, I was really starting to doubt it. "Hey, nobody talk for a second," said Elijah. "Let's think." "The black light!" shouted Phoenix. I grabbed the light off the table. There were only sixty seconds left.

一边跑一边把厕纸上的保鲜膜撕掉。 她捧起黏液，用塑料包起来，扔给以利亚。 “你在做什么？”Memito问。 “没有问题，”杰里米指着计时器恳求道。 “两分钟。”我的心跳声如此之大，整个学校都能清楚地听到。 以利亚用包裹在塑料里的磁性黏液，把抽屉里的磁铁往左边滑动。 抽屉开了！我们都挥舞着手电筒往里看。 但是什么也没有。“空的！”梅托用手拍着额头呻吟道。 “我们快没时间了。” “这太糟糕了，”杰里米说。 “我们出不去了，”小鸟戏剧性地叹了口气。 “我们可以!”我欢呼起来，但老实说，我不太确定。 事实上，我真的开始怀疑了。 “嘿，谁也别说话，”以利亚说。 “我们的想法。”“黑光！”菲尼克斯喊道。 我把桌子上的灯拿下来。 只剩下六十秒了。