A total of nineteen people in white coats arrived. Nine quickly stood beside Song He, while the other ten automatically remained at the far end of the laboratory, surrounding the tall young man.
The young man radiated a powerful aura. His face had strong, sharply defined features, but he seemed especially interested in Song He. His eyes were filled with the warmth of meeting an old friend as he approached with a broad smile.
"Comrade Song He, right?" The young man's voice was deep and resonant. "It's an honor to work with you. Sorry for the trouble, but please give me half of the symbiotes."
Eight bottles of symbiotes were placed in front of Song He. He quickly divided out four bottles, and several people in white coats behind the man hurried forward, each taking one bottle.
"I'm deeply honored. May I ask what I should call you, Big Brother?" Song He asked instinctively.
A cough came from the wheelchair, and Professor Ma gave him a meaningful look. Song He suddenly remembered that he couldn't speak with these people, and that asking about their true identities was even more sensitive. He hurriedly apologized.
"Call him Second Team Leader. Song He, you're the First Team Leader!" Professor Ma said.
"The goal is to produce one million units of Song He Su as quickly as possible. Every one hundred thousand units will be bottled separately, and doctors will come to collect them!"
"The team that produces Song He Su faster will receive rewards: three thousand Contribution Points for the team leader and one thousand Contribution Points for each team member!"
As soon as Professor Ma finished speaking, everyone got busy.
Second Team Leader immediately led his people to work. They were very familiar with the instruments, but unfamiliar with the Song He