It wasn't just the internet and the air-conditioning industry that were shaken.
Huake Academy.
Minister Lu had been keeping a close eye on the duckweed's progress.
Too many countries had come seeking help with water quality management.
And he was the person who knew the most about what the duckweed could do.
So he had been accompanying the leaders as they introduced it to representatives from those countries.
He put the documents about the duckweed into his desk drawer. Just then, his secretary hurried in and handed him a tablet. "Minister Lu, you have to see the news online. The Constant Temperature Grass at Qinglin Villa is unbelievable."
"Constant Temperature Grass?" Minister Lu recalled that the current event at Qinglin Villa was all about the grass.
He had been focused on the duckweed lately, so he had left the matter of the Constant Temperature Grass to his secretary.
He took the tablet. It was filled with news videos about Qinglin Villa and the Constant Temperature Grass.
After watching the videos, he was so astonished that he sprang to his feet, his face full of disbelief.
The duckweed was already a mind-blowing plant, almost like something out of science fiction.
At least, the academicians at Huake Academy who researched water quality management had all said it was absolutely impossible to cultivate with current plant technology. They could only conclude that Boss Qin's talent was outrageously exceptional, far beyond that of every relevant researcher today.
But he had never imagined that Boss Qin had just come up with the duckweed, only to produce another equally astonishing creation—the Constant Temperature Grass—right afterward.
Did Boss Qin's abilities and talent have no limits at all?
For any other researcher, developing the duckweed would be enough to coast on for the rest of their life. Their