Song He awkwardly walked back to his research team.
"Did they manage to make it?" Lou Jinghui asked in a lowered voice.
"Looks like they succeeded." Song He sighed. "They moved way too fast. We haven't even started putting in the effort!"
"Dean Xiang is an academician, after all. Her team works like lightning," Xie Kefu said. "So... do we keep going?"
Song He hesitated for a moment. "Keep going! Having a father and mother is no better than having it yourself. Let's see how long it takes us to make Sea Monster Anesthetic! We'll treat it as a drill!"
Evening.
Song He returned to the dormitory exhausted. As soon as he entered, he saw a long-haired beauty in white pajamas sitting in a chair, the steel ruler in her hand cracking sharply.
No, it wasn't a ruler. Rulers were usually made of bamboo or wood. What she held was unmistakably a gleaming stainless-steel slab, radiating a chilling cold light!
"Come on, hold out your hand." Xiang Xiaotong smiled brightly.
Song He hid his hand behind his back, looking terrified. "You crazy idiot, what are you trying to do?"
"We agreed on the bet. No squirming—stand at attention and take your beating!" Killing intent spilled from Xiang Xiaotong's smile. "It's time to establish some rules for the master's sect, too. You don't have the slightest ability, yet you actually dare challenge your master. Don't you think you deserve a beating?"
"No!" Song He held his neck stiff.
"Trying to weasel out?"
"I'm not weaseling out. Have they caught the sea monster?" Song He spoke righteously. "We're making a giant Sea Monster Anesthetic Bomb, not an anesthetic bomb for some tiny octopus from the market! Who are you trying to fool with those palm-sized octopuses?"
"We've tested fourteen species of