Song Xuecheng looked at the super strain in front of him, and couldn't imagine that he had really developed a super strain, such a powerful drug.

A tear moistened the corner of Song Xuecheng's eyes, and it was finally bittersweet.

At the same time, it indirectly made Song Xuecheng more convinced that he could use the super strain to create a new human world, and the leader of that new world would be him.

Song Xuecheng still doesn't dare to try to use super strains on humans, after all, it is something that has never been heard of before.

Song Xuecheng fed the super strains he had worked so hard to develop to the mice, and found that it was really as rumored.

The mice were invulnerable, as if they were wearing protective iron armor, and no matter how much they were hurt, they were unscathed.

Song Xuecheng was really happy to see such test results.

He hurriedly told the good news to the director, who was also interested in super cultures.

Not to Song Xuecheng's surprise, the director is in the same mood as him.

The director was overjoyed, and looked at Song Xuecheng with appreciation, the super strain he had been thinking about had finally been developed, and he silently sighed in his heart that it was really a correct decision to take in Song Xuecheng at the beginning.

Although he was punished because of Song Xuecheng, it was all worth it, he didn't lose money, at least Song Xuecheng let him see the birth of the super strain.

Song Xuecheng was immersed in his own joy and ignored the meaningful eyes of the director.

Originally, the previous director wanted to drive Song Xuecheng out of the institute because of pressure from all sides, but he also had the obsession of super strains that did not let Song Xuecheng get out.

Now that Song Xuecheng has developed a super strain, then he has no use value.

The director coughed to clear his throat, beckoned Song Xuecheng to come and sit on the sofa.

"Xuecheng, come here, I have something to tell you."

Song Xuecheng knew that the birth of this super strain also played a great role, if it weren't for his Song Xuecheng to exist and provide him with a laboratory, I'm afraid this super strain would not appear in front of them.

Song Xuecheng still knows how to be grateful, and he respects the director more, hearing the director call him, Song Xuecheng hurriedly went to the sofa and sat down, waiting for the director's next words.

The director didn't dare to look directly into Song Xuecheng's eyes and turned his back to him.

"Xuecheng, you also know that there are many people who are not convinced to stay in the laboratory like you."

The director only said half of what he said, and he didn't want to say it too clearly, tearing each other's faces.

Of course, a smart person like Song Xuecheng knew the meaning of the director's words, but now he doesn't know what way to continue the experiment after leaving the laboratory, I'm afraid he can't even maintain his own life.

Song Xuecheng's mood can be described as a big ups and downs, and he has not yet recovered from the joy of the birth of the super strain.

As a result, the director's words made Song Xuecheng fall into an ice cave, and he decadently did not answer the director's words, but was silent to deal with the words that the next director wanted to continue.

But the director thought that Song Xuecheng must have understood what he meant, and no matter what, he would ask him why.

Song Xuecheng's silence overwhelmed the director, and suddenly the atmosphere between the two froze, and it was so embarrassing that it couldn't do it.

Since the director had his back to Song Xuecheng, he couldn't see Song Xuecheng's expression, and he didn't know what to say now.

He turned around uncomfortably, secretly glanced at Song Xuecheng's condition, and found that Song Xuecheng just lowered his head and couldn't see any expression.

He doesn't have any way, he is not a living bodhisattva, since Song Xuecheng has no value, then why does he risk his life to help Song Xuecheng?

The director made it clear to him very simply, "Xuecheng, we are all smart people, I don't want to talk too much nonsense to you here, from today onwards, our institute can no longer provide you with laboratories, I hope you can understand my difficulties." ”

The director looked at Song Xuecheng with a serious face, and there was no emotion on his face, as if he had never known Song Xuecheng.

Song Xuecheng also knows that people are selfish, and it is impossible to give infinitely to a worthless person.

Song Xuecheng didn't want to trouble others, he also wanted to leave in style, instead of lying in the nest here.

But while the superculture has already been developed, the next tests are also important.

If it is not clear what the superculture does and what kind of side effects it will bring to the human body after use, then the developed superculture will have no value.

If the state does not recognize its use, it will not be able to be marketed and used by the broad masses of people.

Song Xuecheng could only beg the director to let him stay in the laboratory, no matter what he was asked to do.

However, the director also understood that Song Xuecheng was so obsessed with super strains that it was impossible for him to devote a little effort to doing other experiments, so he had no way to persuade other researchers to agree to keep Song Xuecheng.

The director didn't want to continue to stiffen with Song Xuecheng like this.

"No need to say anything, it's not my decision, you beg me and I don't have it, it's the decision of all the personnel in our institute, and I can't help it."

Song Xue wanted to say something, but when he saw the director's face, he swallowed the words of pleading.

The director gave the order to evict the guest, "You better go, don't say anything more, those words are useless." ”

After the director finished speaking, he sighed and sat on the office chair, closing his eyes and resting.

Song Xuecheng glanced at the pretending director, retained his dignity, and got up to leave the director's office.

Back in the laboratory, Song Xuecheng looked at the mice who had already taken the super strain, and was very helpless.

I haven't figured out what the side effects of the super strain are, so I'm going to leave, and I'm really reluctant.

Song Xuecheng knew that the director was interested in super strains, and since he was unkind to himself, then don't blame him for being unjust.

He packed up all the information about the super strains and left with them, leaving no information about the super strains to the director at all, and even the mice that had taken the super strains were taken away by Song Xuecheng.

The director looked at the laboratory with nothing on his face, thinking that he could gain something from it, but in the end, there was nothing.

The director gritted his teeth at the door of the laboratory and said, "Song Xuecheng, you have a kind, a good look." ”

And Song Xuecheng, who was wandering outside, felt a chill on his back, sneezed, and wrapped his coat tightly.

Song Xuecheng looked at the traffic outside, and didn't know where to go in the future.

He thought that he had encountered enough difficulties, but surprisingly, the super strain had been developed and driven out.

When the super strain was just born, he thought about creating a new human world, but now it seems that all of this is his own imagination, and it is too beautiful.

And good things are often built on a lot of bad things, and in reality, it is not easy to make the super strain known to the majority of people.

Moreover, the current situation is that the super strain is not perfect enough, and there is no way for humans to use it, and it will take countless tests to fully determine the effect of the super strain.

Song Xuecheng looked at a large pile of paper materials, and the mice who were still alive for the time being, and instantly envied them, they could be so carefree.

Not as helpless as he is now, maybe this is the rhythm that makes people unable to live.

In desperation, Song Xuecheng could only find some jobs to make a living, but Song Xuecheng, who had been staying in the laboratory, did not have much social experience at all.

In terms of communicative skills, he is indeed inferior to many others.

There is no experience in negotiating with customers at all, which leads to frequent setbacks in Song Xuecheng's work.

Song Xuecheng didn't know that the relationship between people could be so complicated that he couldn't imagine.

He has always thought that people are just sinister and difficult to guess.

Song Xuecheng believes that working every day is more tiring than doing experiments every day, not only physically tired, but also tired of feeling powerless but not doing it.

But what relieved Song Xuecheng was only to see that the mice who had taken the super strain were still in good spirits, which was enough, at least not yet.

Since there was no laboratory, Song Xuecheng also gave up the idea of continuing to experiment and produce super strains, so he had to live like this first.

When your situation eases up a bit, you can try your luck at various companies.

He believes that a super strain has been developed, and if entrepreneurs see guinea pigs, the chances of investment should increase, and the likelihood of success in getting entrepreneurs to invest will also increase.

When Song Xuexiang visited the CEOs of various companies as before, he was treated even more humiliating than before.

Some CEOs disdained Song Xuecheng's research, and even directly threw the information given by Song Xuecheng on the ground.

stepped on the information obtained by Song Xuecheng's hard stay up all night experiments, pointed at Song Xuecheng's nose, and scolded loudly.

"You are engaged in scientific research, you are not here to beg me to invest in you, why do you look like you are superior to me, who are you doing this!"

Song Xuecheng didn't know where he gave the boss the feeling of superiority, he just maintained his consistent style, and he didn't mean what he said.

Song Xuecheng didn't want to waste his precious time in this kind of uncultivated person, squatted down, and said to the arrogant boss: "Please take your feet off my research results." ”

Song Xuecheng's tone was very unfriendly, for such a disrespectful person, he complained thousands of times in his heart, and he was able to say good things to him even though he endured his temperament.

After encountering many setbacks, Song Xuecheng fortunately met Grandpa Fei, and all the problems were solved by Grandpa Fei.

Otherwise, Song Xuecheng faced this situation, what else could he do with his own strength?

Grandpa Fei admired Song Xuecheng's spirit of hard research and thought that Song Xuecheng could endure hardships, so he funded him.