pertwk Chapter 170 Become The Leader
Chapter 170 Become The Leader
In a corner of the laboratory, high school students and graduate students stood in a line with nervous and expectant expressions.
Song He stood in front seriously, with a strong aura, like a teacher leading students.
"Do you want to publish a paper for the first issue?" He glanced at everyone.
"Think!" All the students were excited and their voices were so loud that the windows shook slightly.
"Last week, engineering bacteria evolved, and a paper was able to reach the top of the journal. The named classmate has been identified. He is the person who helped me raise the engineering bacteria last week!" Song He began to lay the groundwork.
Suddenly some people were overjoyed, and the high school students burst into tears of gratitude!
Publish papers in authoritative journals, and there will be special bonus points in competitions, which greatly increases their chances of winning prizes!
Some graduate students were full of jealousy. This was the first time they were jealous of high school students since they entered college.
"It doesn't matter if you missed the opportunity last week. The newly discovered Songjun River fungus this week has great potential. Here's your chance to get your paper published!" Song He said boldly.
"How many articles can be published in top journals, major journals, and SCI depends on your work ability!"
"Listen to me and work hard. Once you're done, we'll be open for three years!"
The students nodded wildly. They completely believed in the cakes Song He drew. They couldn't help but salivate just listening to them.
Can a cake that can be realized be called a painted cake? That's called the Pancake Plan!
"Today we will do mixed culture, mixing Song fungus and River fungus together."
"The difficulty is that the two bacteria attack each other. They cannot kill each other directly, but they will compete for nutrients and space in the culture medium, slowly forcing the other to death!"
"We have to try to make the two bacteria coexist harmoniously and intermarry, eventually forming a close symbiotic relationship!"
Song He stopped talking and observed the students' reactions.
High school students are simply having fun, with a blind optimism of "surmounting all odds to get to the top of the magazine" and "following the river god and having three meals a day." They have insufficient knowledge and cannot understand how huge a challenge this is. They just know that they can do it.
The graduate students were all stunned. They obviously understood the hellish difficulty of this task, but after a brief moment of confusion, they all smiled broadly, and many of them rubbed their hands eagerly!
Song He was at a loss, "Don't you think the task is difficult?"
"It's difficult!" Fan Tao said, acting as a mouthpiece for the students, "Cultivation of two fungi together has never been tried. It is difficult enough to feed them, and it is even more difficult to cultivate them into symbiosis!"
"Then what are you happy about?" Song He wondered, "Shouldn't you be worried?"
"Because you must have a way!" Fan Tao's face was full of blind trust, "If you lead us to complete such a difficult project, wouldn't it be very safe to get top publication? Isn't this worth being happy about?"
Song He choked and couldn't refute for a moment.
Do these people have a tendency to blindly worship?
I'm not a god. I'm still worried about what to do. Are you happy now?
"I will guide you throughout the process, but you also have to find a way." Song He warned, "I'm not absolutely sure, so don't rely too much on me!"
Everyone nodded perfunctorily, looking ready to be overly dependent.
It is important for people to be self-aware, and the students know that they are the scum of the scientific research war, cultivating two kinds of fungi to grow into symbiosis. Such a whimsical goal, if you try it on your own, you will definitely fail!
Since you can make your own food, why bother? Wouldn't it be enough to just hug the river god's thick thighs?
Isn’t it nice to lie down and win?
Song He saw everyone's thoughts, was silent for a moment, sighed and said:
"Whoever can grow the symbiotic fungus Songjunhe River by his own method faster than me can do it!"
As soon as these words came out, all the students were dumbfounded and their breathing became heavy.
Hang up!
The first author is the most valuable person in the paper, and those who follow are just additions.
We didn’t expect Song He to be so generous and willing to contribute one article after another to inspire everyone?
The door slammed open, and Dean Lou appeared, "The goods have arrived at the door! Get as much as you need now!"
Everyone looked out the window and saw a truck parked outside.
The door of the carriage opened, and the carriage was filled with yellow cardboard boxes containing petri dishes, culture bottles and various materials.
Yesterday, the inventory of the School of Biology was exhausted, and Dean Lou made an urgent order, which happened to be delivered at this time!
"Work!" Song He waved his hand.
The students swarmed out of the lab and rushed to the van.
Time was precious, so Song He personally went into battle and led people to carry experimental materials.
He secretly took two mental arithmetic capsules and silently counted all the supplies while moving the boxes.
The types of reagents, the contents of different reagents, and the capacity of each box of culture bottles are all entered into the brain, and then the number of culture medium portions that can be made is quickly calculated, the reagents required to configure the pH, and the loss of daily subculture...
Massive numbers and plans flowed through Song He's mind like a river!
He gradually worked out the detailed plan for the next few days of work, just like a general leading an army on the march calculating the loss of food and grass.
The students had no idea that the River God was doing all these calculations in his head. They were just working hard with their minds empty.
Soon, dozens of large cardboard boxes piled up in the corridor. Students wielded scissors to unpack the boxes, and bandits grabbed out experimental utensils as if they were looting them.
After a while, the sound of washing utensils was heard in the laboratory, one after another!
According to the laboratory rules, the dishes should be washed silently, but in actual operation, the students did not care about this at all. Anyway, the culture bottles ordered by the school are of high quality and will not break after a few sounds.
Song He walked to the small table at the door, grabbed a pile of white paper and wrote wildly!
On each piece of paper, he wrote down ten types of culture media with different contents. The formula of the first culture medium was written in detail, and the following nine ingredients were only fine-tuned on this basis. He wrote it very quickly.
After a week and a half of experiments, Song He developed an experimental style in which a bunch of culture media go hand in hand. The principle is simple and crude: the more culture environments there are, the more mutations the cultured bacteria will have.
The students who had finished cleaning the culture bottles gathered together, waiting to receive the formula.
They are like little apprentices taking medicine, waiting for the master to write the prescription, and they are responsible for taking the medicine according to the prescription.
Song He handed out the recipes one by one, and everyone returned to the experimental bench to be busy and whisper among each other.
"Let me see your recipe sheet? Hey, the ingredients are completely different from mine!"
"Nonsense, it must be different! Otherwise, why would the River God write so many pictures? Are you an idiot?"
"Did he write these recipes carelessly, or did he carefully consider them?"
"It's definitely not random writing. The ingredients of the nine formulas at the end of each piece of paper have changed based on the first formula. This shows that River God has specific speculations. A certain formula may be effective, and then fine-tunes around the speculated formula."
"It's scary, how does he know so many formulas? I only know a few fixed ones."
Song He happened to be passing by and heard the comments from his classmates.
"Want to learn?" He stopped, "It's actually very simple."
"Think!" The students around him quickly came over.
"Look for biological papers on cell culture, memorize the components of the culture medium and the result values. If you memorize enough, you will figure out some rules. Just like an old doctor picking up medicine, you vaguely know which medicines are mixed together to probably cause fungi. Change." Song He said.
"Have you carried enough? How much do you need to carry?" someone asked from behind.
"I memorized about 1,500 copies." Song He said with a smile, "You guys take your time."
After speaking, he walked to the microscope and leaned over to observe.
The students looked at each other in shock, their collective pupils shaking!
Memorize 1,500 fungus culture data?
Then look for patterns and feelings from 1,500 pieces of data?
What a perverted mind this is!
Is this so simple? River God, do you have any misunderstandings about simplicity?
"As expected of the River God!" Someone exclaimed.
The students nodded one after another, and most of them gave up the idea of learning from Song He.
But there were also a few students whose eyes were filled with fighting spirit and they didn't know what they were thinking.
"Let me remind you again!" Song He suddenly said, "In addition to the formula I wrote for you, you can also grow a few extra bottles of your own!"
"If anyone can grow symbiotic bacteria faster than me, I can give up one of them!"
"Fair competition, everyone, come on!"