"Pick out absolutely reliable people from Chenghuang employees—400 of them—and send them to me as volunteer White Mice." Song He said, "This isn't a drug experiment. It's for the Dream Control Helmet, so it's very safe. But they'll need to sleep from morning to night, so they'll have to take leave from work and serve as full-time White Mice."
"Understood. That'll be easy. The company has 120,000 employees." Wei Liqun agreed at once. "How soon do you need them all here? And how long will they have to be White Mice?"
"The sooner the better. I'll start work on the second day of the New Year. I'll first use some students from my own team as White Mice to fill in, so send people over as soon as possible to support us." Song He said, "Give them an additional month of paid leave. I estimate that one month of data should be enough."
"Teacher, do you need us to send people over too?" Ling Yiyi suddenly turned on her microphone.
"You?" Song He was startled. "Aren't you in North Africa? I appreciate your filial concern, but why go to all that trouble from so far away?"
"We have people of all kinds of ethnicities here. Since this is an experiment, shouldn't we use more diverse samples?" Ling Yiyi said. "We'll choose the people ourselves, so we can guarantee they're reliable and won't leak anything!"
"Sure. Send some people of other ethnicities over for testing. East Asians have brains about the size of a small rice bowl larger than those of other ethnicities, so it's worth testing." Song He agreed. "Send fifty people over."
Xia Wansan was drinking water nearby when he suddenly turned his head and sprayed it out, unable to hold back his snickering.
"What's wrong?" Song He asked