“The location in Beirehe is really not that close!”
After five hours of driving in the chartered car, Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian arrived at this military restricted area.
Compared to more than ten years ago, the Beirehe in front of her was obviously unfamiliar to Zhang Manqian.
More than ten years ago, Beirehe was still a desolate area.
The only thing worth visiting here is a hot spring, which also causes the river flowing here to be warm water for several miles.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in Beirehe.
Now, after stepping into the gate of the 'Beijehe Research Center', various large and small buildings with black tiles and white walls come into view.
There are even supermarkets and restaurants located among them.
This is completely different from the desolate area in Zhang Manqian's memory.
"Didn't you say that this is a military restricted area and no one is allowed to come?" Zhang Manqian asked in a low voice: "Why do you feel that the security here is so lax? Look, there is actually a place to buy things there!"
"Did you forget the checkpoint we passed by?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with a smile.
"Isn't that a toll plaza?"
"It doesn't matter, but all the vehicles that don't meet the requirements will be intercepted along the way. If there are any intruders, the garrison here will definitely be dispatched!"
Zhang Xuezhou picked up the package of medicinal materials, and when he got out of the car and walked dozens of steps, he saw a thin middle-aged man with two dark circles driving a four-wheeled tram over.
"Is it Director Zhang?"
The young man stretched out his hand and called out.
"Are you Xu Shengzhi, a researcher at the B13 Research Institute?"
Zhang Xuezhou thought about the blurry photo provided by Ren Wuyang, and then identified the person.
If he pushed further, he could still call this middle-aged man senior brother.
This is a student who graduated from Canglan University. He had advanced research experience and finally entered a research institute with a state-owned background.
If we put aside the impact of the change in the institute's equity, Xu Shengzhi has found a more relevant job.
"Yes, Director Zhang, I am Xu Shengzhi!"
The middle-aged man nodded quickly in agreement.
"Can you hatch eggs?" Zhang Xuezhou asked after throwing the big and small bags onto the four-wheel tram.
"Hatching eggs is a basic operation, I will definitely do it!"
"Where are the chickens?"
"I helped my tutor raise chickens when I was studying, and he took good care of them!"
“Professional and to the point!”
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
Zhang Manqian looked at Xu Shengzhi sympathetically.
For researchers like Xu Shengzhi, researching something special and new may be a lifelong dream.
The other person would never want to become a researcher who raises chickens.
Compared with this kind of researcher, Zhang Manqian feels that graduates majoring in animal science or animal husbandry are more professional.
However, it was impossible for graduates majoring in animal husbandry to enter the research institute in Beirehe. Zhang Manqian had to think about it, while Xu Shengzhi had to lead a group to do new work.
"That's right, you should know that there are some changes in the ownership of B13 Research Institute, and our research direction has also changed!"
"That's for sure!"
"Director Ren and I have received some news recently," Zhang Xuezhou said in a low voice: "Some radioactive sources in the Beirehe area have variable effects on black-skinned chickens. We need to breed a lot of black-spotted chickens for high-precision testing!"
"Where is that radioactive source?"
"We have to ask the black-skinned chicken. Only the black-spotted chicken can possibly find the radioactive source."
"Then what is our research direction?"
"Create enough black-footed chickens to find a special radioactive source."
Zhang Xuezhou assigned new tasks for the institute.
It's okay for him to directly give the notice to breed black-skinned chickens, but whether the researchers are dedicated to helping him cultivate rations is another matter.
Things took a roundabout way and everything developed relatively well.
Considering that the Beirehe Research Institute has not researched anything for more than ten years, Zhang Xuezhou feels that raising chickens is not a waste of space and talent.
"In addition, we will cultivate some more special medicinal materials in the future to see if we can find enough clues to the tiankeng," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Director, all our staff at B13 Research Institute must ensure that we complete our mission!"
The first thing a new official does when he takes office is that the direction of Zhang Xuezhou's research is not particularly outrageous.
There is no shortage of various experiments to test animals and plants in various major research institutes in Beirehe.
Xu Shengzhi only thought that Zhang Xuezhou was setting up a project to obtain scientific research funds.
As long as the sign hanging at the door is not removed, their research institute can carry out various compliance operations. As long as they are different from the various experimental reports submitted in the past, they can apply for corresponding scientific research funds.
Zhang Xuezhou’s first project was ‘On the relationship between Wushaoji and Tiankeng emission sources’.
This project is very suitable for applying for scientific research funds. In the past, the institute conducted various animal and plant tests, but there is indeed no such species as the black-footed chicken here.
The reason for this is simply that black-skinned chickens are not conventional animals, and experiments that can be tested with ordinary chickens do not need to use these specially improved genetically modified chickens.
If Zhang Xuezhou's application can be approved, it would be normal for him to try another project "On the connection between guinea fowl and tiankeng emission sources" in the future.
But Xu Shengzhi's concept suddenly collapsed when it was discussed at the B13 Research Institute.
"You mean we need to use these twenty eggs to breed a thousand black-skinned chickens?"
"Isn't this a bit difficult?"
"Can I still buy Wushao eggs?"
"Can I use another chicken?"
“Raising so many chickens requires a lot of feed, and it’s impossible to feed them in an open space!”
…
This research institute was bustling with activity at first, but when the heat of the No. 2 sinkhole incident subsided, many people were transferred out.
In the end, only Xu Shengzhi, a senior researcher with no background, was left, followed by researcher Huang Xiaoya, who accidentally entered the field five years after graduation, then newcomer researcher Zhu Feng, and finally Cai Li, the person in charge of security.
Most of the people who stay here have easy jobs, good salaries, and state-owned research backgrounds.
If Xu Shengzhi has experienced high-intensity research work, Huang Xiaoya has endured some of the aftermath of the No. 2 sinkhole, Zhu Feng is completely new, and Cai Li will not be mentioned.
After Zhang Xuezhou took out Zhang Manqian's twenty black eggs, Xu Shengzhi could barely maintain his composure, while Huang Xiaoya and others' faces turned pale as they kept mentioning the difficulty of raising and breeding them.
"Xu Shengzhi is responsible for the procurement needs, and other matters are communicated and cooperated with each other." Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the table and reminded: "I hope everyone can complete this research more beautifully. This is a step-by-step process of cultivation, observation, and research.
, it is also a rare growth process in your life. If you succeed, you will receive a lot of bonuses."
Zhang Xuezhou looked at everyone, and then raised his eyebrows.
"If any of you feel that you are not suitable for this job and want to leave, I can give you special permission to leave after you find a new job. This guarantee is valid while we own the equity!"
Although the researchers at the Beirehe Research Institute are all raising chickens, it is not kind of Zhang Xuezhou to let others raise chickens for his own needs.
He did not completely mislead others about their future. In addition to proposing research plans and goals, Zhang Xuezhou also made relevant arrangements.
"New recruits want to kill the enemy. In the end, there are many people who work as cooks, cooks, pigs, and construction. Director Zhang doesn't have to worry about our emotions about this research plan." Xu Shengzhi said: "The cultivation plan of this research has a certain degree of difficulty.
, but I am confident that I can complete the set goal within two to three years, and then pursue the scientific research relationship between black-footed chicken and radioactive sources!"
"Actually, I really want to raise chickens!" Huang Xiaoya whispered: "I have liked chickens since I was a child."
"I follow the leader's arrangements," Zhu Feng said with a wince: "This is much more meaningful than observing the wind direction and temperature in Beirehe every day. I will carefully record every experimental data of the Black Shao Chicken!"
"I...I will definitely not let others steal any of the chickens used for experiments in our institute," Cai Li said loudly.
Regardless of whether it was for salary or anything else, after Zhang Xuezhou said all his good and bad things, everyone quickly accepted the chicken raising research plan.
"In the future, we should hire professionals to manage this kind of thing. All we need to do is submit a demand report!"
After a brief internal meeting in the research office, Zhang Manqian also put forward relevant suggestions.
Zhang Xuezhou's psychology major and Zhang Manqian's genetics major are not management majors, and they are extremely inexperienced in handling related matters.
Her suggestion made Zhang Xuezhou nod repeatedly.
In the past, these things were handled by others, and Song Fengying's management of Feiyu Live Broadcast was also very special. Zhang Xuezhou had no management experience.
However, Zhang Xuezhou would not get too involved in management matters. He had already put aside related matters after entrusting him with some matters of breeding black-bone chickens.
While checking whether the various instruments in the institute's laboratory were normal, Zhang Xuezhou's eyes also scanned the many collected specimens.
His eyes finally focused on a stone that looked like meteorite.
"This stone seems..."
The Shi Kuai that Zhang Xuezhou noticed was also the specimen that Zhang Manqian paid attention to.
The two looked at each other.
When Zhang Xuezhou carefully took out the stone, he suddenly felt a vague warmth in his palm.
An extremely small drop of gray liquid seeped out from the stone and began to drill toward Zhang Xuezhou's palm like a living creature.
"There seems to be an instinctive consciousness in this kind of thing!"
Zhang Xuezhou paid attention to the gray liquid. When he quietly activated the Kunpeng Fighting Technique to break the gray liquid and completely inactivate the liquid, he made a preliminary judgment.
"What is this?" Zhang Manqian asked.
"Maybe it's the remnants of some kind of alien product," Zhang Xuezhou said uncertainly, "This thing looks a bit dangerous!"
Being able to be clearly perceived by myself and Zhang Manqian may be affected by their mental perception abilities, but more likely because they have experienced the sinkhole incident.
They didn't have any sense of this kind of thing more than ten years ago, maybe because they haven't grown enough yet, or maybe the extraterrestrial demons in their bodies haven't grown enough yet.
Thinking of the extraterrestrial demons, Zhang Xuezhou inevitably thought of Zhang Manqian's omen.
Omens always have two sides. For example, when Zhang Manqian foreshadowed the madness of Ren Sheng, Ren Sheng finally got out of the madness and even entered the seventh sequence.
This allowed him to stay calm and not appear panicked.
He watched the gray liquid with extreme caution, vaguely aware that if he wanted to break the game, one of the factors that would lead to him breaking the game might be related to this.