allendalepharm Chapter 165 Found It!
Chapter 165 Found It!
Twelve o'clock in the evening.
Zuo Gaoming was so sleepy that he shook his head, gritted his teeth and kept working, adding glucose to each culture bottle.
Song He was full of energy and kept observing the samples with a microscope.
The two of them are currently in the second laboratory, and the scene around them is spectacular!
There are twenty test benches filled with petri dishes and culture bottles, a total of 1,900 petri dishes and 300 culture bottles of various sizes, occupying all the space as far as the eye can see!
The School of Biology's wealth for many years was completely wiped out by Song He, and the inventory of petri dishes and culture bottles in the warehouse was emptied!
There were so many moves that the warehouse security guard became panicked and thought the two teenagers were thieves in disguise. After checking their IDs, they were still worried and called Director Lou to confirm before letting them go.
Song He is engaging in such a big battle, of course, to trade space for time. The countdown to the failure of the blueprint is still going on, and he is under great pressure! The more petri dishes there are, the faster bacteria with antibiotic potential can be screened out!
The culture bottles are mostly filled with competing bacteria, forming white colonies in the liquid, while the petri dishes are filled with soil bacteria.
After a day of cultivation, most of the petri dishes have now sprouted bacterial colonies. Colorful colonies bloomed on the agar medium. The experimental bench turned into a flower bed, looking like endless lichen.
"The laboratory made it so weird for us, like a place where zombies are made in movies." Zuo Gaoming looked around.
"The Petri dishes No. 400 to No. 500 are almost ready. Introduce competing bacteria, and then you go back to sleep!" Song He ordered.
Zuo Gaoming was relieved, with a relieved smile on his face.
For a whole day, he followed Song He to frantically prepare the culture medium, almost vomiting it out.
The ratio of each culture medium is slightly different, and it must be completed quickly and accurately. In order to save time, seven or eight culture media must be prepared at the same time. When I get busy, I wish I had three heads and six arms, or create several clones.
Zuo Gaoming was so tired that his soul left his body. He felt that his arm had been chopped off and he had no consciousness at all. His physical strength was also on the verge of exhaustion, and he was even more exhausted than he had been during five consecutive inductions.
He had a feeling that something would happen if he continued like this, but fortunately Song He spoke up and he would leave after finishing the last set of work!
The two people looked at each other and continued to be busy in the huge second laboratory.
I added competitive bacteria to hundreds of petri dishes at once, sealed them, affixed new labels, and wrote the time on them.
Song He stood with his hands behind his hands, staring blankly at the petri dishes that filled the experimental table.
At this moment, in every petri dish, there are astronomical numbers of fungi fighting!
kill!
"In this petri dish place, there have been more than 50 large-scale conquests in the past dynasties. It is difficult to say what is right and what is wrong." Song He joked.
"But historians have all noticed that it was this ancient battlefield that determined the rise and fall of generations of biological dogs. One rises and falls, the other rises and falls. Therefore, there has been a saying in ancient times about the petri dish." Zuo Gaoming continued, "I'm going back to sleep. .”
"Good work, sweet dreams."
Zuo Gaoming staggered away, like a wandering spirit.
When doing experiments, I usually operate for a while, sit down and chat with my classmates and wait for the results, which is a combination of work and rest. I followed Song He today, doing experiments like a war, charging all day long, and the lab coat was soaked with sweat countless times, almost oozing with white salt.
I wonder if I will be able to wake up tomorrow morning, will I sleep to death?
Zuo Gaoming pushed open the laboratory door, looked back, and stopped.
Song He actually got busy again, hunched over in front of the experimental table, spraying something on the petri dish.
"Brother Song, aren't you going back to sleep?" Zuo Gaoming looked in awe.
"I won't go back tonight." Song He said without raising his head, "All night long!"
When Zuo Gaoming heard this, he was immediately in a dilemma, "I leave you and go to sleep. Isn't that too righteous? Do you want to stay with you all night?"
"No! I'll stay up all night!" Song He turned around and smiled, "I can do it on my own, just rest!"
Zuo Gaoming hesitated for a long time, but exhaustion still defeated his loyalty, and he left with a slumped head.
Song He was the only one left in the second laboratory, working alone in silence.
In the silence, countless creatures were brutally killed, and each petri dish was a world.
The bacteria don't know how the world came to be, nor do they know that there is a "god" who single-handedly dominates everything. They just want to survive, kill all the bacteria that are not of their own species, and occupy a larger territory to breed their offspring.
Observing with a microscope, we constantly see all kinds of bacteria, which tumble and spin and then burst and die, ending the short-term bacterial growth. Song He couldn't help but sigh, what is the meaning of life?
Time flies, it’s two o’clock in the morning.
Song He was so sleepy that he found a chair in the corner and planned to sit and sleep for an hour.
Judging by the time, after waking up, there should be more than 200 petri dishes to decide the winner, and a unique bacterial colony will appear.
Suddenly, the door of the laboratory opened and the sound of a wheelchair was heard.
"Professor Ma!" Song He suddenly woke up and stood up quickly.
Professor Ma's eyes flashed with surprise, "Aren't you going back at two o'clock?"
"I won't go back. A batch of culture media is cooked every hour, and I have to keep an eye on it." Song He explained.
"How long can it last if you work hard all night long?" Professor Ma scolded, but his tone was gentle, "Eat enough food and get enough sleep, this is what a master does!"
Song He agreed repeatedly, but did not leave and continued to stare at the petri dish.
Professor Ma shook his head and sighed, "Young people don't know how to look back until they suffer a loss. If you want to endure it, just endure it. I'll see if you can stand tomorrow!"
After that, he left in his wheelchair.
Song He sat down, took a deep sleep capsule, and fell asleep almost instantly.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Song He woke up slowly and suddenly found that he was wearing two lab coats. Some people were worried that he would catch a cold.
Turning around, he saw Professor Ma's wheelchair next to the experimental table. He stretched his neck to look at the petri dishes on the table, looking at them very carefully, as if he was paying special attention to these bacteria.
"Professor Ma, are you still awake?" Song He stood up.
"I'm a smelly old man who doesn't sleep enough." Professor Ma didn't look back and continued to check the petri dishes one by one.
Song He was full of blood and blue, and started busy with energy.
One of the petri dishes on the experimental table has already produced results. Large white colonies appear to be the winner of competing bacteria.
He was a little disappointed. Looking at the black technology blueprint, the progress was still stuck at 20%, indicating that the potential bacteria had not yet appeared.
To be on the safe side, Song He did not throw away the petri dish with white colonies. Instead, he brought in a microscope and observed them one by one.
Colonies formed by very few miscellaneous bacteria will look very similar to competing bacteria. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, you must check them all!
Song He observed attentively and eliminated the petri dishes one by one.
Professor Ma looked at him silently from the side with complicated eyes. After a moment, he rolled his wheelchair towards the laboratory door.
Song He was busy, and his eyes inadvertently stopped on a petri dish in the distance, and he was suddenly stunned.
Other petri dishes are filled with white flowers like snowflakes.
Only one petri dish was clean, with only a few bacterial colonies the size of rice grains, which was extremely deserted!
"Did you forget to vaccinate? Zuo Gaoming is unreliable. He loses track of his work when he feels sleepy." Song He frowned and took the empty petri dish. The label was clearly his own handwriting.
"Oh, I made a petri dish, that's okay..."
Adjust the microscope as you go and observe the empty petri dish.
Suddenly, the black technology blueprint pops up!
The progress bar instantly increased from 20% to 30%!
Song He trembled all over and couldn't help exclaiming, "Fuck, I found it!"
The sound of the wheelchair came back, and Professor Ma quickly returned and watched Song He quietly.