Luo Burang didn't want to go abroad in the past, but after listening to Zhang Xuezhou's advice, he felt that going abroad was not a bad thing.
Even if he is kept in captivity abroad in the name of academic exchange, he at least still has some opportunities that he can take advantage of, instead of waiting in the Beirehe River, or enduring unpredictable risks.
"Here, record your fingerprints and voice control. There is the mechanical lock key of the A9 laboratory, and here is the entrance to the laboratory's secret escape passage..."
Luo Gaogao had no interest in the laboratory, and the Luo family had already given up on the Beirehe Research Institute. Luo Burang finally transferred the A9 laboratory to Zhang Xuezhou.
"The machines here are a bit older, but it can barely be regarded as an intermediate laboratory. It should be of some use to you now!"
Zhang Xuezhou likes research, and Zhang Manqian is also good at adjusting blood potions. Without Luo Burang, it would be unbearable.
"I also welcome you to come here often!"
Thinking of Zhang Xuezhou's suggestion to 'get in touch with Zhang Manqian more', Luo Burang finally sent an invitation to Zhang Manqian and set Zhang Manqian's fingerprint as a VIP.
"Then can I read those papers of yours?" Zhang Manqian asked anxiously: "I still don't understand a lot about these blood agents. The effects of thirty-two of them did not meet the standards you mentioned. Don't worry, I'm sure I won’t copy your paper for grading!”
"Yes, you can come over and read it at any time." Luo Burang nodded and added: "The ratings are just rules for people who refuse to quit. If you don't have something important in scientific research that requires you, it is impossible to be rated without family support. With the title of professor, these papers cannot meet the standards of a professor!”
"The lecturer's paper I submitted has not been passed yet," Zhang Manqian said angrily.
"Then you can take a few to deal with the simple process ahead." Luo Burang shrugged: "If you like these outdated papers, I won't mind!"
"I still need to rely on myself," Zhang Manqian said: "Although I am far inferior to you now, I will slowly catch up!"
"Don't be slow, be fast," Luo Burang corrected: "Any cutting-edge scientific research results are not produced slowly, but are an accident, an accident, and a rapid attempt to move forward..."
Luo Burang introduced his scientific research experience and encouraged Zhang Manqian to make bold attempts.
The most advanced scientific research never follows conventions, but requires thinking that breaks conventions.
If you keep following the experience of your mentor or predecessors, you will only repeat the past of others again and again, and eventually become a pedantic conservative.
"The accumulation of knowledge is important, but it does not mean that you have to search and understand all the knowledge," Luo Burang said.
"Then I understand!"
"You know, a lot of my papers are just theoretical!"
Luo Burang hesitated to speak, and finally did not continue talking to Zhang Manqian.
When he communicated with Zhang Xuezhou, it was a mutual exchange, but when he faced Zhang Manqian, he was like a junior.
This is not because Luo Burang insists on treating Zhang Manqian as a junior, but in Zhang Manqian's mentality, she treats him as a senior, even a mountain that is difficult to read at the moment.
This made it difficult for Luo Burang to communicate with him. He could only say so many words of encouragement and encouragement to the junior, and it was even a naked reminder at the moment.
"What did that lecturer Luo Burang say mean?"
"Didn't he ask you to boldly use his paper?"
"ah?"
"You have to know that many of his papers remain theoretical and lack the conditions for actual testing. If you, sister, are interested, you can boldly use his papers for practical research!"
"Isn't this...isn't this good?"
"The distance between theory and practice is not just one point or two points. He is responsible for the theory, and you are responsible for the implementation. The former is difficult, and the latter is equally difficult!"
Only when she returned to the institute with fifty-two portions of blood potion divided into one hundred and four doses did Zhang Manqian understand what Luo Burang said during a brief conversation with her.
She understood what Luo Burang said, but she didn't fully understand what Luo Burang said.
"This is equivalent to the scholars on the Sequence Committee being responsible for the theoretical research on genetic fighting skills, and we are responsible for realizing the reasoning," Zhang Xuezhou said: "The feedback after our testing will help them accumulate various experiences. This kind of mutual cooperation can also Let genetic fighting skills go further!"
"In other words, I use lecturer Luo Burang's paper to push forward. Is this a kind of inheritance and development?" Zhang Manqian asked doubtfully.
"It should be difficult for him to wait until the day he realizes his thesis!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds and realized that Luo Burang had explained so much and probably had the idea of living abroad for a long time after being the communication partner again.
Luo Burang and Zhang Xuezhou's laboratory have plans for communication and communication, but it is likely that the plans will not keep up with the changes.
"This sequence dispute may involve him," Zhang Xuezhou said in a low voice: "Some of us know that Luo Burang studies long-lived mosquitoes, flies and white mice, but those abroad do not know this kind of thing, and they will still regard Luo Burang as a Chips requested.”
"Did the person who leaked the information to foreign countries give incomplete information?" Zhang Manqian asked: "Then did he leak the information to other countries or for his own selfish reasons?"
"Who knows!"
Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.
If Luo Burang, who studies the longevity of mosquitoes, is used to replace normal scientific researchers, this will undoubtedly reduce normal losses. As for whether Luo Burang has a good life abroad, that is another matter.
If he thought darker, Zhang Xuezhou might even suspect that Professor Luo Hui might know the inside story.
As a member of the New Sequence Committee, Professor Luo Hui treated this matter lightly and did not investigate the leaked information.
Zhang Xuezhou thought carefully for a while and felt that it was best to rely on Ren Shengsheng to analyze this kind of thing.
Of all the precautions to be taken, the most difficult thing to prevent is undoubtedly the dying patients, especially the patients who are unable to move as confirmed by Professor Luo Hui.
For Ren Yisheng, at this moment, he may be floating freely in the laboratory and has already caught most of Professor Luo Hui's research secrets. Even anything Professor Luo Hui communicates with others may be overheard by Ren Yisheng.
It would not be impossible to discover some little secrets of Professor Luo Hui under such circumstances.
"Professor Ren... I don't know if he can win in a collision with Luo Zhong!"
Recalling the memory fragments he saw in Luo Burang's mind, Zhang Xuezhou thought of the head that was not afraid of the impact of electric current.
This may seem bluffing at first glance, but Zhang Xuezhou can do it now.
After practicing the lightning protection technique, he did have resistance to ordinary strong currents. Even if he was shot by a stun gun, Zhang Xuezhou would only bear a little impact.
Accordingly, Luo Burang felt towards Luo Zhong as if he had met a god, with a strong sense of fear in his heart, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was just that.
But it is impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to repeat Luo Zhong's performance with a missing head.
That might only be possible if he pushes the doctor's Nine-turn Aiki Technique to the ninth level.
He had never looked down upon the ancient spells inherited from the Red Alliance, and felt that they were far from being developed into the realm of realm arts, but Zhang Xuezhou had to admit that they also contained great abilities.
If he encounters Luo Chong, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he must also be careful to avoid the other party's troubles.
