Vol 3 Chapter 1889:
-
Into the Immortal Cultivation
- I am not alone
- 1749 characters
- 2021-03-02 04:11:58
Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please keep in mind the domain name of this site EbookFREE.me (the first letter of literature + org dot com, EbookFREE.me) to find the way home!
The monk who was fascinated by Ai Qinglanwei's pressure obviously had good habits. He packed all the garbage into different categories, the waste liquid was mixed together, and it was basically harmless. The container for organic poisons was basically cleared with strong acids and alkalis.
It can be said that it is better than a normal Tianlingling outer gate.
Worthy of being a professional who is employed daily in Tianlingling.
If it is the past, employers of this kind of behavior have to give praise.
But the problem is ...
"This should be praised anyway ..."
"Only this time ..."
Chen Feng and Song Shufu exchanged opinions in this way.
Although most of the time, it is a good habit to clean the petri dishes regularly, but if they are cleaned on time, then Fleming will not have the opportunity to find penicillin.
But in general, this good habit is commendable. After all, if you do n’t follow the rules and regulations 10,000 times, there will probably be a new discovery, but of the remaining 9,999 times, about 999 will lead to accidents.
The remaining 9,000 times are due to the fact that the utensils are not clean, which leads to the failure of the demonstration.
But the problem is ...
Ai Qinglan really stood before a great discovery this time.
A "thing" that may not even contain nucleic acids may actually multiply!
This discovery can definitely subvert the entire academic world! Tianlingling will boil for it!
If this kind of discovery was born because of the good habit of "washing test tubes on time", Ai Qinglan is absolutely! Absolutely angry for a lifetime!
Therefore, in the anger of the big gold master, all activities of the empirical department were middle fingered. More than half of the monks began to carefully check the garbage.
The other half was gathered by Chen Feng, asking some questions, trying to figure out where the reagent was taken from, which low temperature rune, how long it was kept, what was mixed with it, and how it was mixed .
However, nothing was found.
Ai Qinglan is not a genius in the management and empirical department. Her talents are more focused on academic and specific operations.
For a manager of the empirical department, "understanding every corner of the empirical department" is a basic skill, and "coordinating the progress of different groups" is a matter of course. Tian Jian Sheng Ao Haimo is such a person. In Tianjian Palace, he was never in charge of any specific projects, but just kept accepting the results of various groups and then united them.
This is also a skill.
At this point, Ai Qinglan is much worse. The shelf of the empirical department of the Song Dynasty's Northern Wild Horse Plague is small, only Song Shufu and his apprentices, and occasionally an externally hired person. Ai Qinglan took the posture of "blowing a balloon" and just filled in several groups.
And these newcomers are not familiar with each other, and some people have little knowledge of this field before.
Whatever the criteria, this empirical department is ... awful.
Of course, the only criterion of the empirical department is "outcome".
Even if Ai Qinglan's style is suspected of "wasting resources", as long as he can produce results, then everything is easy to say.
But the point is ... now everyone is looking for that "result" in the trash.
Therefore, after some searching, the final key fell on Song Shufu.
However, Song Shufu shook his head: "Just kidding, how can I remember this?"
Chen Feng is going crazy, but at this time, the key to the matter is not remembered!
"The labels are worn out, who knows how many years have been spent in the low-temperature rune?" Song Shufu quickly shook his head: "My research skills are almost as old as mortals of my age. If I don't mention it repeatedly Will a 50-year-old remember what tea he drank when he was 20? "
"This!"
"And there is no clue ..." Song Shufu pointed to the record in front of Chenfeng helplessly, and pointed to his own empirical department: "And ... Ai Sister's rough expansion, the Fu array was reset several times, the medicine inside It has also been transferred several times, and the record is still confusing ... Where do you want me to take it with you? "
"This……"
In the end, Chen Feng was silent.
This clue can't be counted on.
However, everyone's luck is good.
After a long time of searching, everyone found three reagent containers with the same specifications from the waste-their labels were all traces of corrosion.
This result made Ai Qinglan gloomy.
She quickly took out three cotton swabs, extended them into three containers, wiped the container hard a few times, and then took it out, using a sword gas to divide the three cotton into three.
Each piece of cotton is divided into three parts, one part is used for polymerase chain reaction amplification, one part is taken for reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction amplification, and one part is used for leaching solution and then studied.
The last test failed first. The reagents remaining on the inner wall of the container were originally few and contaminated, making it difficult to detect anything.
Now, we can only count on that thing being extracted from some kind of creature.
As long as there is a piece of blood vein root, polymerase chain reaction can amplify it to the point where it is easy to detect.
Or, it is a kind of plague, which can be amplified by reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction.
Everyone waited nervously in front of the water bath that carried everyone's hope.
Most people have not understood what Ai Qinglan wants to do. However, her reaction clearly told everyone-this is big news.
Every researcher is looking forward to big news.
So, after a few hours, as soon as the result came out, Song Shufu immediately took it over and carefully compared it.
Reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction amplification failed. None of the three containers contained ribonucleic acid, or the ribonucleic acid had been destroyed.
All that remains now is the polymerase chain reaction.
Tonight, no one in the entire empirical department went to sleep.
Half of them were caused by excitement, while the other half were frightened that Ai Qinglan became mad after discovering that he had failed.
So, the next day.
Song Shufu looked tired and announced the result: "It's the Northern Red Horse."
"What?" Ai Qinglan looked puzzled.
"Beihuang Red Horse." Song Shufu rubbed his eyes: "Beihuang is a common shepherd horse ... that, the most common host of the dead horse plague. Have I not said it before?"
"You mean, inside a container, there appeared a rhinoceros of a northern wild red horse?"
Song Shufu nodded.
The polymerase chain reaction is magic here. Only a drop of saliva, a piece of hair [to be precise, a hair follicle on the root of the hair], a piece of nails or a drop of blood, or even a piece of dander naturally falling off the body, can become its template for amplification.
As long as it contains blood roots [biological DNA].
On the earth, the emergence of this technology has even had a huge impact on reasoning novels. Because after a certain point in time, the crime is no longer due to a flaw in a murder plan that exposes the horse's feet, but will be brought to justice because of the dander that was accidentally dropped.
This technique is even occasionally applied to the field of paleontology to amplify the remaining DNA on fossils.
And now, it pointed out a fact very keenly.
"The contents of that container should come from a horse." Song Shufu said: "As for which horse I don't know ..."
Ai Qinglan grabbed Song Shufu: "Bah, why should I know which horse it is? I just want to know why it came from a horse!"
Song Shufu was shocked: "Yeah, why is it a tissue extract from horses?"
"Isn't it to ask you!" Ai Qinglan shook hard.
"Yes ... yes, yes, yes! I ... let me think about it?" Song Shufu fell into contemplation.
After a long while, he whispered: "Well ... I think this should be ... the central nervous system extract of Kitahara Red Horse?"
Ai Qinglan stunned: "Central nervous system extract? What is it used for?"
"Cultivation medium." Song Shufu shook his head: "Well, at the beginning, didn't I try to cultivate the causative agent of squash horse plague? At the beginning, I didn't understand what it was, I tried it in various ways The central nervous system extract of the North Wild Red Horse is what I tried to cultivate with an inanimate mechanism ... Of course, it failed. "
"Failed?"
Ai Qinglan's eyes widened, then he took a sigh of relief.
"Yes, failure ... Failed! Wait!" Song Shufu realized afterwards: "We just succeeded?"
Ai Qinglan nodded: "It may be."
"Successful? Successful? We succeeded? In the inanimate medium, cultivated smaller creatures than the poison?" Song Shufu covered his chest, his pupils dilated: "How is this possible? Ah? How is this possible?" This is impossible! Otherwise, how could I fail before? "
"Maybe you can't say" successfully cultivated "? Perhaps the source of the pathogenic spirit is not a conventional" spirit ", but just" self-replicating "?"
"How can it not be a life if it can replicate itself?" Song Shufu shouted loudly.
"I don't know, but this is what we need to explore." Ai Qinglan was very excited. "Maybe we need to repeat the process at that time. Maybe it's a buffer, maybe it's a polymerase, maybe it's ... something else. In short. If we repeat the previous operation of your apprentice, we should know more. "
As a result, all the agents in this empirical department have been rearranged again.
A dozen more potions from decades ago were found out-also because of the low-temperature magic circle enough force, these creatures are hardly denatured.
Song Shufu took a little time to distinguish it, and quickly found more than ten copies of the Northern Wild Red Horse Nerve Extract from it.
He was in a habit of having a hard time, and the medicament lost its effect for a while and he was reluctant to throw it away.
Perhaps, he had only the foundation period at that time, and he did not expect that the medicine he hid in the low-temperature rune that day would play its role in this form in a few decades.
So, the water bath began to heat up again.
If you like to walk into Xiuxian, please collect it: (EbookFREE.me) Entering Xiuxian's pen has the fastest literature update.