Fan Tao and Xiong Xiuwei had reached the doorway and were just about to push it open when someone suddenly called out to them.
"Where do you two think you're going?" the white-haired old professor barked.
Lu Chengen, a doctoral supervisor and one of the top five old masters at Jinghai University School of Biology, wore glasses with lenses as thick as the bottoms of wine bottles.
"We're going to check on the high school students' experiment." Fan Tao shrank her neck, looking somewhat fearful.
"We'll be back soon." Xiong Xiuwei nodded and bowed obsequiously.
"Don't think I don't know what you two are like!" Lu Chengen pushed up his glasses. "Be a little more polite to the high school students. They're only young; their future achievements may not necessarily fall short of yours! Picking on children—don't you have any shame? Why don't you pick on a professor instead?"
"How could we? We're very good to our junior fellow students!" Fan Tao argued, her face flushing.
"We're just going over to show some concern and offer a little guidance." Xiong Xiuwei joined in with the lie.
"You'd better be!" Lu Chengen said irritably. "Don't cause any trouble. Come back after taking a lap and wash the test tubes!"
Fan Tao and Xiong Xiuwei hunched their necks and carefully pushed open the door before leaving.
Soon, the two arrived beside Song He's experimental bench.
But they discovered... the atmosphere was a little strange!
The high school students gathered there weren't wearing mocking expressions. Instead, they looked shocked, astonished, and impressed!
Song He stood to one side, surrounded by the ease and transcendence of someone who had attained Dao and become a god.
Fan Tao turned her head and saw the culture flask on the table. Her fox-like eyes widened. There were