The moon was bright and the stars sparse as the constellations shifted.
In the blink of an eye, five days passed.
For those one hundred and twenty hours, Su Mo had barely left his residence, spending more than sixteen hours each day in the laboratory.
Experiment samples and cell culture dishes had nearly piled up to fill the entire second floor.
Yet even now, he had failed to find any substance capable of containing the Blood Plague Virus, let alone a replacement for Cancer Cell.
"Lord Yang, the experimental materials matching the new model have been brought back. Should we begin the experiments?" Suddenly, a weary voice came from outside the door.
Su Mo slowly raised his head and looked at Dong Yue and Jin Yao, who were standing outside.
Unlike him, after five straight days of ceaseless missions,
the three of them were already nearing the end of their strength.
Every day, they had to set out for nearby refugee camps, match people against the models Su Mo provided, and bring back dozens at a time at the least, or over a hundred in batches at most.
After the experiments, they had to return everyone by the same route, using every means available to ensure the secret was not exposed.
By now, exhaustion was written all over Jin Yao's face. Dong Yue was barely holding up, even bracing himself against the wall at the doorway for fear of collapsing.
"This is the last batch. If they still don't work, we'll leave here and head for the Northernmost Land."
"The last batch?" The two brightened, and their backs straightened unconsciously.
As the refugees brought in one after another entered the laboratory and then came out in order,
the morning passed. After reviewing all the freshly completed experimental reports, Su Mo