The corner of the laboratory.
Four people in white coats stood by the wall, chatting with troubled expressions. The atmosphere was like a gathering of poor students after an exam—everyone already knew things had gone badly, yet they were still uselessly discussing countermeasures.
Lou Jinghui, Lu Chengen, Xie Kefu, and Ji Tianhe were, respectively, the team leaders of the four mouse-brain experiments.
"I feel like a donkey right now." Lou Jinghui leaned against the wall with one hand, his face haggard.
"A donkey?" Xie Kefu thought seriously for a moment. "What breed?"
"A Guizhou donkey!" Lou Jinghui said bitterly. "I've run out of tricks! The Dual Brain Connection Experiment really defies the heavens. It's against the laws of nature. After those mice were connected, they all looked like Living Corpses. No matter how you looked at them, they were bizarre, and the data was as nonsensical as a haunting, without any pattern at all!"
"At least your experiment can still be controlled. The tumor experiment on my end is what's driving me crazy. It's completely random, even more random than a slot machine." Xie Kefu scratched his blond hair. "No two mice developed identical tumors, and the data is a complete mess. I'm practically sick of looking at it!"
"If the brainwave patterns were obvious, it wouldn't be our turn to study them. Our predecessors would have finished the work long ago." Ji Tianhe remained calm. "I believe there must be deeper patterns, but there's too much noise interfering with them. Either current brainwave detection technology isn't good enough, or our mathematical attainments aren't good enough."
"So after all that, we still can't deliver results!" Lu Chengen was unusually dejected as well. "We're wasting research funding. Nothing will come of this approach. Song He led us down the wrong path