Although in terms of military rank, Ding Shi still had a long way to catch up to his “little golden flower”, his survival of the second-level antibody indirectly proved his excellent genetic grade. Zhou Rong immediately sold this recommendation to Major Jin Hua, saying:
“Ding Shi, a hardworking and outstanding man, will always be your most loyal choice!”
Jin Hua: “I don’t necessarily want to have an Alpha child, thank you. Say one more word and I’ll report you for sexual harassment, Colonel Zhou.”
However, she later took the initiative to visit Ding Shi, and everyone was happy for them, except for Guo Weixiang.
After Ding Shi’s promotion, he now had the lowest rank in the entire team.
“Totally embarrassing my grandfather,” he said sadly.
The antibody test tube, stained with Ding Shi’s blood, was carefully transported by fully armed soldiers into Ning Yu’s research lab.
From that day on, Ning Yu never stepped out of the laboratory.
Everyone was strictly isolated, with only Si Nan being called in once for a blood test.
This biochemical laboratory was vastly different from what he had seen before. Formulas and calculations covered the walls and ceiling, the floor was scattered with discarded note papers, and many previously unseen professional equipment surrounded the experimental table. In the center of the circular hall stood a silver-white supercomputer. Si Nan glanced at it twice, vaguely guessing what it was.
“Simulating the immune system,” Ning Yu opened the cursor, numbers jumping in rows on the screen, reflecting on the gold-rimmed glasses and casting a blue on his pale face.
“Modeled after the one in the B Military District underground research facility. The adjacent Science Academy named it ‘Seed One’.”
But humans, with their hands, groped forward in the dark apocalypse and ultimately ignited a spark of survival.
“Capable of completely simulating human immune functions, including innate and adaptive immunity, with an accuracy and coverage rate of over 99%,” Ning Yu paused, then smiled, “If only it had been made earlier, saving all that effort of using live subjects.”
Si Nan looked at him. Ning Yu adjusted his glasses, as if concealing some emotion.
“Come on,” he turned around casually, “Let’s finish quickly. The antibody research is in its final stage, and I have plenty to do.”
