The laboratory at the end of the corridor.
The moment Song He stepped inside, it felt like he had entered a sand museum.
Rows upon rows of specimen jars filled the entire room. Iron racks covered the walls. One wall alone held hundreds of jars of yellow sand. The tables, cabinets, and corners were all packed with sand jars.
The lights near some of the sand jars were golden, making them glitter like gold. Others were lit by white lamps, giving the sand the texture of bone powder.
A dozen or so people in white coats were busy at work. Ling Yiyi, Pu Songchun, and Xia Wansan led them. After spending so long immersed in the laboratory, the young people had developed the bearing of veteran researchers. Their every movement looked especially professional.
"How's Ling Bacteria doing?" Song He asked.
The three top scholars looked up and only then realized that their teacher had arrived. They hurriedly stopped what they were doing and gathered around to report.
Ling Yiyi brought over a sheet of data. "Teacher, this is currently the best strain."
Song He took the data sheet and noticed the label in the upper-right corner:
Ling Bacteria Subspecies 1607
"You're moving pretty fast. You've already made 1,607 subspecies?" Song He was slightly surprised.
"We've actually made more than 4,000, but unfortunately, the last 2,000 or so just kept getting worse." Xia Wansan sighed after speaking.
"Did you figure out why?" Song He asked.
The three top scholars shook their heads in unison. Judging by their expressions, they were not saying they had failed to do their homework. They were saying the problem was too difficult and they did not know how to solve it.
"This best Subspecies 1607 was actually just a jar Pu Songchun happened to cultivate. He