The Black Technology Blueprint popped up before his eyes, and the progress bar rose to 35%!
A forest plot of the drug molecules appeared alongside it. Every branch was lush green, and the database containing millions of drug molecules had been successfully built!
Song He was overjoyed. He had initially thought it would take more than ten days, but fortunately, the new data-processing method had cut the time by more than half!
But the first step of the Black Technology Blueprint was not yet complete. Although the branches had turned green, the representative drug molecules on them were still gray. The corresponding drugs had to be injected into White Mice or monkeys, and only after collecting their brain data could those molecules be lit up.
"Data Group, we're ready!" Song He gave the order decisively. "The database is more or less complete. What we're missing now are live experiments with the key drugs. Come help out!"
The Data Group, who had been sitting miserably in front of their computers, happily got up and went to implant electrodes into the White Mice's brains.
The laboratory entered slaughterhouse mode!
There were very few monkeys. Tan Xi insisted on taking away fifteen monkeys every day, leaving only two or three by the time they reached Song He.
Fortunately, there were enough White Mice. Every morning, Song He took Zuo Gaoming and Lou Jinghui to collect dozens of pounds of White Mice, bringing them back to the laboratory box after box.
The incinerator stayed on from morning till night. Fan Tao became the cremator, wearing thick gloves all day as she repeatedly grabbed the White Mice by their tails and threw each exhausted, dead one into the incinerator.
Sometimes the White Mice were not quite dead yet, but she burned them anyway, all while