BC Chapter 188

Chapter 187

Deep within the Jusheng Park in the Xingye District of Sheng’an City stood the Jiang family’s experimental building.

In the hall on the first basement floor, people bustled about. Most of them, clad in white lab coats, crisscrossed the spacious hall, creating a unique scene. Their movements were professional and efficient, without any hesitation, demonstrating a high level of professional competence and a rigorous work ethic.

Their faces were serious and focused, with most contemplating upcoming experimental procedures and already obtained experimental data. Each held various documents, reports, charts, and reports, essential materials for their work and the culmination of their hard work during this period.

People whispered among themselves, exchanging unique insights or discussing upcoming specialized research modules in small groups. Some were busy comparing computer data with the charts in their hands, their eyes focused and bright, as if trying to find hidden patterns or clues to solve problems from these complex data.

The entire hall was laid out in an orderly and efficient manner. Numerous cubicle desks and modular desks were arranged, a design that ensured staff had sufficient private space to work while facilitating communication and collaboration between teams. Most of the desks were piled with various documents, some arranged neatly, others slightly chaotic, but all exuding an atmosphere of busy and fulfilling work.

On the second basement floor, the door of the central sterile room opened, and a bloated figure in a full biochemical protective suit slowly emerged. He passed through the over-the-knee disinfection pool, the spray disinfection room, and finally the air shower channel, each step strictly following regulations, meticulously. Although his movements appeared somewhat clumsy, they revealed a sense of calm and determination.

The figure stopped in the drying channel, quietly waiting for the disinfectant liquid on his body to completely dry—this was to prevent any possible contamination from escaping and to ensure the absolute cleanliness of the sterile room. During this process, he gazed forward through the heavy face mask of the biochemical protective suit, his eyes deep and bright.

As the indicator light in the drying channel turned green, he stepped out and entered another corridor. On both sides of the corridor were heavy sealed doors, each concealing a different laboratory and research project.

He arrived at a door and skillfully swiped the built-in identification card on his protective suit’s arm across the identity authenticator in front of the door. With a soft “click,” the door slowly opened, and he walked in.

“Welcome back, Dr. Yan.” Yan Song stood at the entrance of the laboratory, greeting Yan Shaohang, who had just emerged from the sterile room, with a smile. He was dressed in a white coat, looking very much like a doctor or researcher, neat and professional. At this moment, his hands were already meticulously gloved with sterile gloves. Seeing Yan Shaohang looking slightly tired, he smiled and immediately stepped forward, skillfully helping Yan Shaohang remove the heavy biochemical protective suit. This protective suit was thick and cumbersome to put on and take off, but to ensure the safety and sterility of the experimental environment, they had to go through this process every time they entered and exited the sterile room. Yan Song carefully unfastened the connections of the protective suit, removing it from Yan Shaohang’s body little by little, while inquiring about the progress of the experiment. Although there were monitors in the laboratory that could observe the work in the sterile room, many times subtle differences during the experiment could only be discovered through close contact. Yan Shaohang was a person who was used to keeping his emotions hidden, so it was impossible for them to guess the progress of the experiment by observing Yan Shaohang’s body language from the outside.

With Yan Song’s help, Yan Shaohang gradually broke free from the restraints and felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He grabbed a tissue from the side and wiped the sweat from his face and neck, took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, and then gave Yan Song a faint smile.

“It’s a success.”

…

From the second day of their arrival here, since the beginning of the entire research, they had been using the data initially assigned by the Jiang family to conduct experiments that could align with these data. These data, for them without any preparation or direction, were like signposts. Only by strictly following the guidance of these data could they ensure that their research direction was consistent with that of the destroyed research institute, and could they hope to replicate or even surpass the previous research results.

When Yan Song heard the words “It’s a success,” a flash of surprise gleamed in his eyes. He knew that these words meant that their efforts during this period had not been in vain, and that they finally had the basis for experimentation. He couldn’t help but excitedly ask, “How’s the experimental data? Does it match the previous expectations?”

Yan Shaohang nodded, a rare smile appearing on his face. “It matches very well, even exceeding our expectations. The success of this experiment not only verifies that the research direction provided by the Jiang family is correct, but also lays the most important foundation for our next research.”

“Then, the next step is the most important virus isolation and analysis of the mutated virus…” Sitting at the monitoring desk, Wei Wei stared intently at the computer screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she recorded the experimental data. She calmly took over Yan Shaohang’s topic, her tone revealing an unquestionable professionalism and decisiveness.

“That’s right, Wei Wei is right. The next part is the main reason we came here.” Yan Song calmed down from his excitement. He knew that the next work was even more critical, and that, in the following time, they would not only be researchers but also donors providing experimental specimens.

The atmosphere in the laboratory suddenly became solemn. Everyone knew that they were about to face a tough battle, and the outcome of this battle would have far-reaching significance and impact. But at the same time, an unspeakable sense of excitement was quietly growing in their hearts. After all, the situation related to this research institute was something that they, as ordinary students, could never have encountered before. But now, they had become an important part of it.

For them, who were born in a peaceful generation, wasn’t this kind of experience more exciting than any hot-blooded youth manga? What they had to fight against were foreign forces, opponents who not only had extraordinary means but also were financially powerful and had unfathomable backgrounds. Moreover, their purpose was not only to influence the country financially, but the most core and prominent issue was that they intended to threaten the country’s security.

On this country’s websites, you might see all kinds of young people, but when it came to participating in battles, the vast majority of young people would blush and seize the first opportunity to make contributions. This was the passion and backbone passed down from the older generation, the main “spine” that supported this country’s unwavering standing.

So, what if they were just participating in an experiment that didn’t cost lives? Even if it required using flesh and blood to fill the empty ammunition depot, so what?

They had no objections.

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