Marvel Plane Merchant

The first day of training for blood base employees ended, and Ah Wei went back to his dormitory very late. He lay on the bed exhausted, his mind filled with instruments, operations, and cells, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

The next day, the work did not change, but it was still the operation of instruments, but Ah Wei had already learned how to operate various instruments. He volunteered and told the university professors that he could serve as a teacher.

The university professors were surprised how a gangster could be familiar with these instruments. At their request, Ah Wei operated all the instruments.

As a result, Ah Wei exceeded everyone's expectations. He successfully used all the instruments and was very proficient.

The university professors were so surprised that they decisively asked Ah Wei to teach others how to operate the instrument, and they all entered the most mysterious research and development room of the blood base.

Ah Wei served as the instructor. He did not see the envy in the eyes of others. He taught carefully, worked hard and combined speed and quality.

Because he is a gangster himself and knows how to explain things clearly, Ah Wei's teachings are better than those of university professors.

Everyone understood how to use the instrument in the morning and began to familiarize themselves with the instrument in the afternoon.

As for Ah Wei, he bravely entered the mysterious research room in the afternoon.

In the research room, Ah Wei saw his idol, a young man respected by the old man, and also saw the university professor and the old man busy studying the mysterious blood.

In the spotlight of everyone, another tube of fresh blood was taken out from the container. Everyone looked at the young man, as if he was the one with the most say.

The young man looked at the blood, touched it, and rubbed it, the blood evaporated and no trace of impurity was left.

All the R&D personnel could not help but smile with joy. Even the old man clenched his fists. Their research and development finally produced results.

A professor noticed Ah Wei sneaking in and asked Ah Wei what happened.

Ah Wei naturally told the truth. He told the professor that he had finished paying for today's course and what else needed to be handed in.

The professor was surprised. He went out for a walk and found that Awei had not lied to him. He thought about it and decided to let Awei stay and do some tricks. The people who usually do the tricks were all their students, at least with a master's degree.

On this day, Ah Wei was exhausted again, but he was very satisfied. He had gained more.

On the third day, Ah Wei entered the R&D room again. The old man and the professors had already begun to develop cells that could produce blood. If the research and development is successful, the cost of blood production will be greatly reduced.

You know, a tube of blood previously cost $200,000 to manufacture.

Only now does Ah Wei know that these believers in the United States are the biggest blasphemers. What they are doing is something that only talented people can do.

They are making life

Although it is just a lump of flesh made of inconspicuous cells, it must ultimately belong to the level of life.

The lump of flesh kept spitting out bright red blood. However, after a while, the blood clot stopped producing blood. It continued to shrink, and then dried up and died.

The professor and the old man constantly provided nutrients to the blood clot or changed the environment, but in the end they could not prevent the death of the blood clot.

On the fourth day, Ah Wei once again saw a different blood clot. This time the blood clot had stronger vitality and could be sustained by an artificially developed drug. Unfortunately, it died again after being stored for two hours.

On the fifth day, Ah Wei entered the R&D room. It was already very busy. Everyone was tinkering with the data on the drum and passing on various experimental tools. This place was less like a R&D room and more like a battlefield.

New, new flesh and blood was developed again. Their vitality was strong and attached to the petri dish. The tentacles like snail horns kept tumbling, and then, blood poured down.

An hour has passed, and flesh and blood has not died. Two hours have passed, and flesh and blood has not died. Three hours have passed, and flesh and blood has not died. Four hours have passed, and flesh and blood has not died.

Twenty-four hours passed before the flesh and blood entered the end of life and withered away.

Such results have clearly demonstrated that one thing has been successfully developed.