Chapter 815
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The next day.
Inside the experiment cabin of the Tiangong.
Professor Stephen stood in front of a group of researchers. He had dark circles under his eyes. He coughed and raised the printed thesis in his hand.
"I'm sure you've all finished reading … I won't repeat the content of the thesis. Out of curiosity, I can't help but ask, who is this Dr. Z?"
Professor Stephen looked at the six muddled people in front of him and spoke confidently.
"Don't be shy, Dr. Z is definitely one of the seven of us … No, six of us, I know I'm not one of them. Ian, old chap, is that you? "
Ian looked at the thesis in his hand and shook his head. "Of course not, if it were me, why would I use an alias? This might be a Nobel Prize-level discovery. Who would want more glory? "
The X-0172 bacterial invasion was a global ecosystem crisis. If they could solve this problem, it would undoubtedly be a contribution to humanity. It was hard to say if they could win the Nobel Prize. After all, there were still a lot of people waiting in line. However, they definitely had the qualifications to be nominated for the Nobel Prize.
Professor Leslie looked at Professor Zhao Shuxuan, who was standing next to him. He noticed that Professor Zhao Shuxuan was also looking at him.
"Z … I think that's your last name?"
"Stop guessing." Professor Zhao shook his head and said, "It's not me … Why would I be anonymous?"
Not only did he not rush to put his name on the first author's thesis, but he even took the initiative to hide his name. It was really hard to understand what this guy was thinking.
The seven people in the experiment cabin looked at each other in dismay. After staring at each other for a long time, they still couldn't figure it out.
In the end, Professor Ian shrugged and made a helpless expression.
"Okay then … Looks like Dr. Z isn't here. I'm sure you guys will tell us about this research."
"This is ridiculous." Professor Leslie pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and muttered to himself in disbelief, "He didn't come into contact with the X-0172 bacteria sample, how did he find a way to stop the X-0172 bacteria from producing spores?"
The experiment cabin went silent.
Obviously, Professor Leslie wasn't the only one who was puzzled by this question.
"Even though this sounds ridiculous, I think we can try the method provided by Dr. Z … Our original research idea was to find a way to stop the X-0172 bacteria from producing spores, right?" Professor Ian read the paper in his hand again and shrugged. He looked at the other researchers in the experiment cabin and said, "Dr. Z has the same idea as us."
Zhao Shuxuan pushed his glasses up and nodded. "I think it's okay."
Professor Leslie nodded. "I'm fine with that."
Professor Stephen, who was leaning against the porthole, coughed and said, "That's my original plan."
Professor Ian snapped his fingers.
"Four people agree, more than half of the votes … Then it's settled."
…
Generally speaking, repeated experiments were much more difficult than the first time.
Many cutting-edge research in modern biology and many major discoveries were based on many coincidences. Even if one ordered the same set of reagents and used the same equipment from the same manufacturer, the results would still be different if the experiment was done at different times.
Not to mention that the technology for retouching was becoming more and more advanced. In the past, one would have to practice sketching to create a fake. Now, even undergraduate students could use retouching tools. The cost of forgery was getting lower and lower.
Therefore, whether an experiment could be repeated or not had become an important indicator in biology that could be used to measure the value of research.
Professor Stephen obviously believed that Dr. Z's solution was likely to be effective.
Not only was this thesis found on arXiv, but it was also because of the few lines in this thesis that resonated with him academically.
"The X-0172 bacteria can survive in the extreme environment of Mars. It is very difficult to kill it using ordinary methods. We can only find a way to find its weakness."
"What's its weakness?"
"There is no lack of extreme environments on Mars. Surviving in such an environment gives Mars an advantage in the face of extreme environments, but at the same time, it is also a disadvantage."
"It hasn't fought with other microbes for survival, so its tolerance to other microbes is limited.
"Therefore, the key to solving the problem is to find a biological pheromone that can deceive the X-0172 bacteria … Oh, why didn't I think of this?"
Professor Stephen stared at the ceiling and went into deep thought.
Actually, this wasn't a big deal.
If he had a little more time, he might be able to come up with these simple ideas.
However, that wasn't the problem.
What was confusing was that Dr. Z could come up with this research idea, but how did he come up with the molecular formula of the amino acid-like derivative that prevented the X-0172 bacteria from forming spores?
Speaking of which, can this thing be pushed out?
Wasn't it supposed to be through trial and error and continuous screening of thousands of samples before it could be determined?
This completely changed his understanding of biology.
Professor Stephen looked at the row of amino acid-like molecules on the computer screen and scratched his chin. He couldn't figure out how Dr. Z did this.
Suddenly, the experiment cabin door opened, and Professor Zhao Shuxuan floated in.
Professor Stephen cleared his throat and looked at Professor Zhao.
"What's the result?"
Zhao Shuxuan: "… We have injected the synthesized amino acid-like derivative into three patients, but we are still observing it."
Professor Stephen went silent for a while. He sighed and spoke.
"We can only wait for the results now."
Time quickly passed by.
In the space cabin where the sun didn't rise or set, if one didn't look at the watch, one minute was no different from one hour.
Professor Stephen yawned and began to feel a little sleepy. Suddenly, the door of the experiment module opened again.
Before he could speak, he saw Professor Leslie floating in from the direction of the cabin door with an excited look on her face.
"Colonists 1 and 2 have observed an increase in their metabolic levels! The content of spores in their metabolites has decreased significantly! No allergic reactions! "
He took a deep breath and spoke in a trembling voice.
"The amino acid-like derivative is working!
"We did it!"
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