On the moon palace.

In the experimental cabin.

Sitting on a chair next to the porthole, looking at the silver-white planet outside the window, the celestial biology from the University of London’s Birkbeck Academy and the planet science Professor Ian Crawford suddenly laughed, said.

“About six years ago, I wrote an assessment report detailing the economic viability of lunar mining.”

Sitting across from him, he walked from his chin to Stephen Palubi, who was snorted with his nose.

“and after?”

“I later published the thesis on the Physical Geography Process and sent it to the UKSA,” Ian Crawford shrugged, continuing, “although the bureaucrats of the UKSA probably will It became waste paper.”

Stephen Professor: “Is it not?”

“Of course not,” Ian Professor smiled and lifted his chin in the direction of the porthole. “Now the Chinese are not making it a reality?”

“Then one day, one day they will find that instead of sending the production line and workers to the moon, it is better to build it on Earth and send it to space,” Stephen said, muttering. “Not to mention that this is nothing, we have similar s plan,”

Although his Stanford University is not an exclusive college, as an American, he does not like to hear any news about China’s favorable competition in this space race, especially in the Ares program. It has become a mess now.

The mood was not so good. He subconsciously reached out to his chest. Then he remembered that he was wearing a cabin spacesuit, not the jacket with a cigarette inside.

“Damn, is there a place to smoke here?”

The foul-mouthed hand took it back, and as the Stephen Professor planned to stand up from the chair, a voice came from the side.

“Smoking on the space station will add at least two million smoke particle recycling budgets to the ventilation system of each space capsule. You will still smoke on the ground.”

From the direction of the hatchway, Zhao Shuxuan Professor grabbed the handrail of the bulkhead with one hand, and the other arm held the latest test report, and continued to say, “Okay, everyone. The rest time is here. Time is running out, and there are three unfortunate colonists of the Ares plan, waiting for us to save.”

When the Chinese researcher unfortunately put the word and the Ares plan together, Stephen’s eyes flashed a bit of dissatisfaction, but did not say anything.

The Ares plan is indeed a long way to go. From the beginning of the sandstorm to the present day, it seems that it is full of misfortune. Now, the top celestial bodies from the 7 countries, such as biology, microbiology, and clinical biology, are sitting here. Not to do anything else, just to give Ares a plan to clean up the mess.

While distributing the printed test results in his hand, Zhao Shuxuan succinctly explained the situation to other researchers in the experimental cabin.

“The latest test results have come out. Except for the 3 colonizer, the 1 2 colonizer with the body has decreased levels of antibodies and hypnotic pheromones. From the heart rate, metabolism is gradually returning to normal levels. It won’t take long to wake up… Need me to give you some time to see the test results?”

“No, I have already finished reading it,” put the test results in his hand aside. Stephen Professor pushed his glasses and continued. “The key to the problem is not on antibodies or X-0172 bacteria at all.”

Ian Professor: “Sp.”

“Yes, spores,” Stephen Professor nodded, looking around at the other skulls in the experimental cabin. “Only when the spores are solved, can you really solve those problems.”

Leslie Professor asked: “Do you have any good ideas?”

“We have two plans now.”

“The first option was to find a way to prevent the formation of spores by X-0172 bacteria. The second option was to find ways to kill the spores directly and remove them at all.”

After thinking for a moment, Leslie Professor said softly: “The second method is very difficult.”

“Yes, so at present, the high probability is feasible.” A look at the environment in the experimental cabin, Stephen Professor continued, “I am blunt, the research conditions here are really rudimentary. I don’t know physics.” It is more convenient to experiment in a gravity-free environment, but if we are going to find a way to prevent spore formation by X-0172 bacteria as soon as possible, it is best to send the sample to Earth and use the experimental facilities on the ground for research.”

When he said this, Stephen’s vision fell on the body of Zhao Shuxuan.

As the representative of the Chinese researcher and the person in charge of the entire X-0172 bacterial project, only he has the right to apply to the Moon Palace and send the inactivated sample to Earth.

Of course, Stephen hopes not only to inactivate the sample, but he also hopes that he can find a way to convince the Lunar Orbital Construction Committee to send the well-formed X-0172 bacterial spores to his laboratory at Stanford University.

Only there, he has greater control and can find ways to eliminate this bacterium once and for all.

However, the Chinese researcher did not make him wish.

Shaking his head, Zhao Shuxuan simply vetoed his proposal.

“It’s too risky, and even a completely inactivated sample doesn’t guarantee security.”

“There is no theoretical 1% security, but we can do it in fact,” Stephen said, trying to convince. “Even if it is a terrifying smallpox virus, do we not have a sample?”

Zhao Shuxuan hesitated, but finally shook his head.

“This matter needs to be carefully considered.”

Stephen Professor is heavily sighed.

“We have considered it for a long time.”

……

The academic discussion was over and there was no constructive result.

Seeing that time is not early, experts from all over the world have simply returned to the livelihood cabin after simply solving the dinner, and they have entered the livelihood space like a shape and a tree hole.

Lying vertically on the bedboard, Stephen Professor connected the laptop to the data interface of the bulkhead and connected to the Earth network using the communication channel provided by the Moon Palace.

Although there are various problems such as slow speed and high delay, it is enough to use this small water pipe to handle some of the work at home and to exchange opinions with researchers in the country.

After logging in to the instant messaging software, Stephen Professional was preparing to contact his assistant, and his assistant took the initiative to send a voice call request and contact him.

“I am sorry to bother you in your busy schedule, Professor, but I have to report one thing to you.”

Stephen gave a slight sigh, then frowned and asked.

“whats the matter?”

“According to your request, we searched the database for research on spores and anaerobic bacteria, and we found such asis on Arxiv.”

After a pause, his assistant continued.

“Thesis author claims… he found a way to inhibit the spore formation of X-0172 bacteria.”

“It’s impossible, or someone who might write this thesis. There are only 7 on the World, including me,” Stephen Professor said with a smile and shook his head. “Take me a mailbox.”

His assistant nodded said.

“Good Professor.”

Thesis on Arxiv, Stephen actually does not have any hope at all.

The first-hand information of X-0172 bacteria is basically on the Moon Palace. Other Scholars want to do research in this area. First, they have to find a way to get the specimen.

However, there are fewer than 12 inactivated specimens that are currently sent to Earth. Only a few large research institutions may have them, and those who can access these specimens may not be the ones that are only satisfied with Arxiv.

Of course, although the probability of discovering the valuable thesis from Arxiv is almost zero, it does not prevent him from writing what the author has written.

After all, even if the right is to open up research ideas, it is quite good.

Turning on thesis, Stephen’s line of sight swept up on the screen carelessly, but when he saw the third page in a row, he suddenly issued a lightly exclaimed.

The eyebrows gradually became a bit serious, and he turned thesis back to the introductory part and looked at it again.

“What are these things written about… How did you write them?”

The words in the mouth are broken, and the more he looks down, the more surprised he is.

The eyes are constantly changing, doubts, surprises, scorn, incredible colors, and finally all the thoughts have turned into deep shock.

Speaking thesis again to the beginning, Stephen Professor now only wants to know one thing, that is who wrote this thesis!

However, when he saw the author’s name for a moment, he suddenly stopped.

“Z……?”

What are you doing?


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