I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 172 Missed Witnessing History Again

"No need for the moment." Professor Ma paused, "The two antibiotic bacteria Song He found, one is barely usable, and the other is difficult to use, so the value is not very high."

"But he is too young! I can't even imagine how much potential he can unleash at such a young age in the future!" Yu Anbang said, "My talent is just fat at best, and those who come to me are wolves. He is Tang Monk's meat. His will be a real monster!”

"Just wait! Wait until he...makes antibiotics to kill super bacteria, and send people to protect him immediately."

Professor Ma sighed.

"He is still a child. Children should be happy. It is enough to see the sunshine on the ground. Why show him the dead bodies underground? Send someone to protect him. The world in his eyes will change drastically overnight. Why let him bear the pressure prematurely? "

After a long silence, Professor Ma hung up the call.

He rocked the wheelchair, and his old and hard back slowly moved forward and disappeared into the tapestry of flowers.

…

Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, laboratory.

A group of high school students stood languidly in front of the experimental table like zombies.

Throughout the afternoon, Song He's voice repeatedly sounded in the laboratory:

"This batch is scrapped, prepare the next batch."

"Scrap it, next batch."

"It's useless."

It's gone, it's gone, it's gone... Song He's emotionless voice echoed in everyone's heart.

Everyone has lost count of how many times they have brushed petri dishes and how many culture bottles they have washed. Their fingers were soaked in water until their skin peeled off, but there was no progress at all.

He Jun repeatedly slaughtered Song Jun mercilessly. Everyone tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't let Song Jun live even a little longer.

All things live in harmony with each other. When faced with various bacteria, Song Fungus is like the killing god Bai Qi. Faced with He Fungus, which is also a fungus, he is more difficult to help than Adou.

The morale of the high school students is broken. They still believe that Song He will succeed, but the repeated failures are really disturbing.

At the same time, the graduate students remained expressionless and busy.

Song He poured out a bottle of culture medium and started scrubbing. He turned to look at Zuo Gaoming, who was also busy next to him, and raised his eyebrows.

"Which troops are elites and which ones are idiots? We figured it out in just one day!" Song He said.

"What do you mean?" Zuo Gaoming had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"You see, the high school students are all shriveled up, as if their souls are out of body. You graduate students are in pretty good shape and have no emotions." Song He clicked his tongue, "What a contrast!"

"You're kidding, how many years have we been beaten by the laboratory? We're so beaten that we're covered in cocoons. This little setback is just an itch!" Zuo Gaoming smiled bitterly, "We usually work on projects in the laboratory, and it's normal to fail every day. We haven't been able to do it for a month. There is progress, and if I succeed occasionally one day, I have to go make some skewers and eat hot pot to celebrate!"

Song He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Cheer up, everyone! I've made the symbiotic bacteria and I invite everyone to make skewers!"

"Okay!" The graduate students smiled happily and smiled slightly.

The high school students were still sluggish, but they forced out a smile and continued to stand.

"How domineering, Brother Song He. We went out to make skewers to celebrate, but you actually treated us to a treat!" Zuo Gaoming said in admiration.

"You didn't tell me earlier."

"You shouted to withdraw?"

Song He smiled and said, "If I make it, I'll probably make a lot of money. I'll be able to pay you a little bit of it. I won't be so stingy."

"Okay, one day you are about to get results, tell me in advance, I will not eat from that day on, and I will eat you hard when I am hungry!" Zuo Gaoming was lying on the microscope.

"Then you go on a hunger strike now." Song He also lay on the microscope.

"Now on hunger strike? You want to starve me to death so that you can save one person's life, right?"

"No, the results will be produced in these two days." Song He said lightly.

"How is it possible? As a veteran in the laboratory, I know how difficult it is to achieve the goal of fungal symbiosis! If there is any progress in two months, it will be like smoke coming out of the ancestral grave!" Zuo Gaoming chuckled.

Song He stopped chatting and began to subculture several culture bottles on the table.

In one day, the song bacteria and river bacteria in his hands were induced to evolve 4 and 6 times respectively!

The extent of each evolution is extremely small. There is no option for large-scale evolution, but he deliberately avoids it. After all, every evolution has side effects. If the step is too big and the antibiotics deteriorate, what is the use of continuing to evolve?

Facts have proved that his strategy is correct, and the results of multiple evolutions are gratifying: the appetite of Song bacteria increased by 70%, and the reproduction rate of River bacteria decreased by 30%!

Running in both directions, one is going down and the other is going up!

In Song He's microscope field of view, two types of bacteria growing face to face occasionally began to appear. There are even a few broom-shaped song fungi that are suddenly inserted into the seaweed-like river fungus, like a vanguard that breaks the formation.

A good sign, but not enough!

After growing face to face, the overbearing river fungus will still absorb all the nutrients nearby, and the song fungus that is close at hand will starve to death.

Song He could feel that He was extremely hostile to the alien Song He. The key was how to eliminate the hostility?

Protecting the same kind and killing the different ones is the hostility carried in the genes of most species. How can we get rid of it from generation to generation?

Song He sighed quietly and frowned.

One o'clock in the morning.

Du Lai floated over staggeringly, with a look of exhaustion on his face and said, "Brother Song, I can't stand it anymore!"

Song He then realized that it was very late, and quickly shouted, "It's getting late! Everyone, go back and rest!"

The high school students took a deep breath and evacuated as if they had received an amnesty.

The graduate students did not leave immediately. Staying up late to do experiments was like eating for them, and the strong temptation of a project was like caffeine, supporting them to grit their teeth and persevere.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Song He couldn't stand it anymore, so he found a chair in the corner and slept against the wall.

In my hazy sleep, I vaguely heard many people sighing and leaving.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Opening his eyes, Song He was startled.

The laboratory was empty, and a lot of people who were still standing before going to bed have all left!

He turned around, "all" was incorrect, there were two figures left, a man and a woman, Zuo Gaoming and Fan Tao!

Zuo Gaoming fell asleep on the experimental table, his snoring echoing in the quiet and empty laboratory.

Fan Tao also sat by the window, tilting his neck and taking a nap.

Song He stood up and found that he was wearing a white sportswear. He lifted it up and looked at it. It was obviously a girl's style, Fan Tao's?

He walked up to Fan Tao and put his sportswear on her.

The fox's eyes opened instantly and he blinked confusedly, "Are you awake?"

"Go back to the dormitory and sleep, don't stay here." Song He advised.

"No, I'm going to work hard!" Fan Tao stood up unsteadily and stumbled to the experimental table with an attitude of wanting the results over his life.

Song He walked up to the front and shook Zuo Gaoming's shoulders, "Brother Zuo, go back to bed!"

Zuo Gaoming looked up drowsily for a few seconds, then suddenly regained consciousness, "Holy crap, why did I fall asleep?"

Song He smiled, returned to his experimental bench, and worked energetically.

"Is there any progress?" Zuo Gaoming came over.

"No." Song He shook his head.

"Sure enough." Zuo Gaoming looked like he had expected it, "Don't work too hard, the water will flow! I'll go back to bed first, and you should go to bed early too!"

After saying that, Zuo Gaoming yawned and turned around to leave. As he walked, he saw Fan Tao and was frightened.

"Why don't you leave?" Zuo Gaoming was shocked.

"Put it together!" Fan Tao said vaguely.

"Dreaming, do you think you can beat Song He?" Zuo Gaoming mocked ruthlessly.

Fan Tao suddenly froze, and his mind began to shut down.

Zuo Gaoming shook his head and walked to the door of the laboratory. Just as he was about to open the door and leave, Fan Tao's voice sounded from behind.

"Didn't you say that you left too early last night and missed the opportunity to witness history?" Fan Tao asked, "Why did you leave again tonight?"

"There is no history to witness tonight!" Zuo Gaoming turned around and said with a smile, "It's impossible to produce results tonight, so why should I endure it? Do I think I will live a long time?"

After saying that, he opened the door and left.

Fan Tao was a little shaken, but looking at the handsome young man in front of her, she calmed down again. She gritted her teeth and continued working.

Song He frowned and sat on the chair in the pose of a thinker's sculpture, his sober brain running rapidly.

How to eliminate the hostility between two fungi?

How do you turn them from enemies into friends?

After thinking about it for a long time, a sentence suddenly popped into my mind.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend!

Song He's eyes suddenly lit up, like a sharp knife coming out of its sheath, and his body stood up involuntarily!

yes! The enemy of my enemy is my friend! What a simple truth!

He suddenly rushed to the first laboratory and returned a moment later with a bottle of competing bacteria in his hand.

He moved quickly and introduced a large number of competing bacteria into the culture bottle, and then introduced Song bacteria and River bacteria respectively.

Looking through the system's resentment value balance, there are actually as many as one hundred thousand. It seems that the math questions I asked have tortured many poor students to tears.

Decisively exchange for a bottle of fast-growing fungus spray and spray it on the culture medium!

Song He leaned over the microscope and began to observe like a sculpture.

Exactly an hour later, suddenly, he was shaking with excitement!

"What's wrong with you?" Fan Tao's voice sounded, a little worried, "Can your body withstand it? I saw you shaking a little."

"I'm fine, but Zuo Gaoming might be in trouble." Song He smiled.

"What's wrong with him?" Fan Tao didn't understand.

"He is not lucky. He missed another opportunity to witness history!"