Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 42 Biological Laboratory Expansion (recommendation ticket requested)

Looking back, the little short leg saw Garcia in a white coat: "You're going to scare me to death!"

Falling is no joke, extreme cold and extreme heat feel the same to the human body.Falling into a liquid nitrogen tank is the same as throwing it into a stove. The protein is denatured, except that one becomes coke and the other freezes into a popsicle.

In three months Maya will see herself at the Museum of Science in Boston, on an exhibit stand.

What will you be like?
A year ago, in order to test the damage of liquid nitrogen to protein, the little short legs deliberately threw a turkey in.

After 10 minutes, take it out, and it becomes a white-cut chicken without plucking the hair, which is much better than asphalt.

"It's my fault for co-authoring." Garcia hugged the little short leg and snatched the cryopreservation tube from the chubby hand. She saw what the little short leg was holding at a glance.

I glanced at the label: "You are looking for death, each of the laboratory poisonous Hella tumor strains has a number, who do you think they will suspect if there is one missing? You must be the culprit."

Only then did Little Short Legs find out that this is how he gained his reputation.

The street stinks!
Looking at the little short leg with his head down and aggrieved, Garcia is used to being a dog's leg after all, and her 4000 million is still divided by the small short leg, so she couldn't bear it, turned back and opened the constant temperature freezer, opened the reagents box, from which a surrogate for primary cells was taken, the HeLa tumor passage cell line numbered HL50.

"Here, hurry up, don't come to the laboratory in the future, be careful that Maya really stuffs you into the trash can!"

The short legs held the cryovial without moving, still staring eagerly at the primary HeLa cell line.

Garcia got a little angry: "Isn't it enough that they can be passed down to 50 generations? Even gene editing is almost the same!"

"I need infinite generations!"

"You don't really do genetic editing projects, do you? It's illegal." Garcia thought more and more and became angrier. Can this kid do something legal and compliant?

This time, Garcia began to sympathize with her old boss. The more she looked at it, the more she realized that there were two small horns hidden in Anna's thick hair.

Totally little devil.

"Garcia, what do you think of Jeffrey Meyer, it's pretty good."

Garcia understood what Anna meant, and it seemed that the acquaintance with Jeffrey Meyer was obtained through illegal means.

"Can it be the same?"

"Aunt Garcia, the 4000 million in your hand is also from a wrong source."

Garcia recalled his dark history, and suddenly realized that once he boarded a pirate ship, he would never get off.

"Take it and take it." As he said, Garcia felt that since he didn't have to worry about the short legs anymore, he might as well let her go.

Anna was finally satisfied.

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In fact, Little Short Legs felt that it was entirely Zhao Helen's fault, wasn't it just a HeLa tumor cell line, how could it be so difficult.

Garcia handled the follow-up in the lab, using HeLa tumor cells in her own name.

From Garcia's mouth, I learned that she came to the laboratory to get the ECM puree. After today, she is basically in California, and there will be fewer coming back in the future.

Anna was a little bit reluctant to be such an obedient dog.

On the other side, under the money offensive from the little short legs, Zhao Hailun finally completed the task and bought all the things on Anna's list.

Anna directed the workers to move in.

Osborn hurried over again, all he had to do now was to let him participate in the robot project.

"Mr. Osborne, I'd love to help you, but well, I have a project right now."

Little Short Legs put forward her idea, she wanted to expand the small workshop, with the basement as the center, double the original size, and turn the small workshop into a formal laboratory, a different laboratory.

All operations inside are done by robots.

The Aoshi Group is responsible for the manufacturing and assembly of robots.

"This is a robot used to prepare culture medium, called Robot No. 1."

"This is the robot used to use the pipette, called Robot No. 2."

"This is directly connected with the electrophoresis instrument, and the electrophoresis is lined."

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Roughly calculated, the cost of [-] robots would exceed [-] million.

Little Short Legs suddenly discovered that money really wasn't money. After giving Zhao Helen 1.5 million of the 0.5 million US dollars she just earned, she didn't have enough money.

Fortunately, this time the Aoshi Group really spent a lot of money. It is estimated that Osborn issued a military order on the board of directors. He must learn Anna's robot technology.

Austen Group is directly responsible for all the funds.

Moreover, the Aoshi Group has also taken over the expansion of the laboratory of the little short leg.

It is full of sincerity.

The old Mr. Mediterranean also ran over, and brought all the guys from the robot research and development department with him. They gathered in Beacon Hill, and a group of young guys called Mr. Hansen to the short legs.

Don't be too cool.

At the request of Little Short Legs, Norman Osborn found two construction teams to catch up with the construction period alternately day and night.

As for Osborn, a billionaire boss, he even put on his hard hat and yelled at the workers on the construction site, yelling so dryly every day.

But the little short legs were lying on the swivel chair and turning and turning and turning leisurely.

Don't have too much fun.

So in the next few days, in the short-legged home, there were ping-pong-ping-pong beating sounds all day long, and the sound of electric welding, plus the big Steyr trucks going back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, rumbling and rumbling, one day At night, 24 hours non-stop.

The noise annoys the surrounding residents.

One day, the residents got up and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly found that Beacon Hill had changed its appearance, as if it was an industrial area in San Diego, with mud everywhere.

Hell, it's the little short legs of Building B who did it.

Maya Hansen doesn't care.

In the end, even the wife of the governor of Massachusetts came forward and came to warn Anna that if Anna did not restrain herself, she would file a lawsuit in the state court.

Under the joint pressure of the community residents, there was no choice but to slow down the pace.

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The winter vacation is coming, and Anna wanted to say goodbye to the Weston and Cambridge school she had studied for a year. Unusually, she returned to the crazy teacher's classroom after many days of absenteeism.

Before saying goodbye, Anna was going to give a gift to her classmates.

"Don't touch it, it's quick-drying cement outside."

Anna patted the little princess's hand, and then the little princess burst into tears again.

I can't stand her.

The little princess is not only stupid but also loves to cry.

On top of Donald Duck is a box made of quick-drying cement, which hums constantly.

Open,

"The light from inside is so beautiful, isn't it?"

"That's Cherenkov radiation, a kind of electromagnetic radiation that exceeds the speed of light in the medium. It looks very beautiful, right? It's similar to a sonic boom, and it's a light explosion phenomenon in a medium."

"Is it working now?"

"Yes, the ability to emit Cherenkov radiation means that the nuclear reactor is operating normally."

Yes, Ana pulls out a nuclear fission reactor as she prepares to take her first grade final exam and make a simple scientific model.

At the same time, she has already written a graduation project for MIT, which is called the overall realization of nuclear fission reactor.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket. Sorry for being an hour late

　　


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