Global catastrophe: take a super warehouse with you

Chapter 44 Radiation Sickness

The reason why Lan Qingshan spent so much trouble is to try to stimulate a mission.

It's a pity that perhaps the system thought the difficulty was too low, and there was no movement until the test results came out.

And the result is no surprise.

A young expert reported: "For the convenience of comparison, we collected two sets of soil samples. The first set was from other areas of the park, and the second set was taken from within the forest. Each set included 5 samples.

"The test results show that the average iron content of the first group of samples is 3.14%, while the average of the Tianchao is 3.21%, the difference between the two is quite small..."

This guy seemed to be very good at whetting people's appetites, so he deliberately paused for a moment before continuing: "The average iron content of the second group of samples is only 0.13%, only 1/25 of the average.

"So there is every reason to believe that there is a very strange plant that is crazily absorbing the iron in the soil..."

There was an immediate commotion in the crowd.

Professor Zhu's face was pale.

At this point, he was powerless.

However, no one has the slightest sympathy for it.

Everyone present knew very well that this professor had single-handedly provoked the conflict, and that this end was his own fault.

Zheng Songhe cleared his throat, and said with a half smile: "Professor Zhu, let's go!"

Without ordering, the two tall and burly agents immediately approached and stared at Professor Zhu with dangerous eyes.

Professor Zhu faltered immediately, and turned his head to the gate of the park in desperation.

He didn't dare not leave, otherwise the other party would dare to drag him away like a dead dog.

Zheng Songhe glanced at the rest of the experts again, and said loudly: "Everyone, if anyone wants to quit, they can go with Professor Zhu."

No one answered.

Instead, each of them sped up the movements in their hands.

After all, the iron content data has proved that the mutated poinciana has great research value. As long as the research continues, you can write a few papers casually.

For academia, papers are everything!
It didn't take long for further soil testing results to come in.

The experts discussed for a while and worked out a set of preliminary nutrition ratio plan.

This time, they finally understood who had the greatest right to speak, and specially sent an expert to "present" the plan to Lan Qingshan.

"Mr. Lan, the leaves of the varietal poinciana are surprisingly green. We think this is a manifestation of the extremely high chlorophyll content, and magnesium happens to be one of the core elements that make up chlorophyll.

"The test results show that the magnesium content in the soil is almost zero. We speculate that the needs of these trees for magnesium are much higher than usual, so we deliberately increased the proportion of magnesium in the nutrient solution to 1.5%. What do you think?"

It has to be said that the brains of the experts are very good, and they quickly found the key problem.

Lan Qingshan grasped the shepherd's whistle, quietly communicated with the dryads for a while, and gave a decisive answer: "The mutant poinciana needs more, let's increase it to 4.5% first."

The experts were quite cooperative: "Understood!"

After some communication, the final plan was finalized.

The experts took a little more time to prepare the nutrient solution according to the formula, and then carefully entered the woods to start spraying the nutrient solution.

"Zi!Zi!"

Accompanied by slight spraying sounds, one after another light yellow liquid spilled onto the soil surface.

Then, the vision happened.

A group of experts saw with their own eyes that wherever the nutrient solution landed, countless tiny roots immediately drilled out of the ground.

There are so many of them that, to the naked eye, it looks like the dirt is wriggling.

"Shusha~"

The branches and leaves of every watered Poinciana tree are constantly swaying.

Such a strange sight scared a group of experts so much that their faces changed drastically. Some experts even had their legs trembling uncontrollably, wanting to run away.

Lan Qingshan yelled in time: "You don't need to worry, these dryads like these fertilizers very much, that's why they behave like this, they will definitely not harm everyone."

At the same time, he sent another message with the help of the Shepherd's Whistle.

The movement of the mutated poinciana immediately calmed down a lot.

The branches were still swaying, but the magnitude was reduced by more than half.

After 15 minutes, the fertilization work is over.

A chubby expert walked over quickly and said in a tone almost "asking for instructions": "Mr. Lan, this is the first round of experimental fertilization. In the next few months, we will test the soil every day." .

"According to the changes in the data, we will calculate the consumption of various nutrient elements, and then adjust the fertilizer formula in a targeted manner to ensure that the mutant maple poinciana can get the most sufficient nutrient supply."

Lan Qingshan nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad!"

The fat expert hurriedly replied: "You're too much!"

The guy asked again with an uneasy expression: "If you are not present in the future, if we enter the forest, the dryad will not hurt us, right?"

Lan Qingshan couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry! Dryads are a kind of life with wisdom. They naturally have a way to identify who is a friend and who is an enemy. As long as you don't do anything to the tree spirits, of course they will not attack you."

The fat expert asked: "The dryads have no eyes, ears, or noses. How do they recognize friend and foe?"

For this question, the background information of "Desolation" has been introduced in a long section, and Lan Qingshan has read it carefully, but at this time he does not want to answer.

He just smiled: "This is a very interesting topic, you can try to find the answer."

Hearing the word "subject", the fat expert's eyes lit up instantly, and a thick stack of papers appeared in his mind, and the first author wrote his name.

No.

Where is this subject?
It's clearly a chance to be famous!

Another expert next to him muttered softly: "Hey, what a pity for Professor Zhu!"

But looking at the smiling face of this person, it is obvious that there is no "pity" about Professor Zhu being driven away, but he wishes that he would never come back.

After all, Professor Zhu has the oldest qualifications. If he is still here, I am afraid that he will take away most of the benefits, and the remaining experts can only share a piece of leftovers. Now that Professor Zhu is gone, it means that everyone has more opportunities It's more than 01:30.

no way.

There are many talented people in the Chinese academic circle, and the competition is so fierce.

In the eyes of others, Professor Zhu just lost a big face, but anyone with a discerning eye understands that Professor Zhu's academic career will be seriously affected, and it is absolutely impossible to receive commissions from the government in the future.

**
5 hours later.

There was a dull vibration, and another convoy appeared in the distance.

Monster corpses are coming!

Zheng Songhe stared at the slowly approaching vehicles and said, "According to Longan's knowledge, every monster corpse emits a strange radiation. If human beings are affected by this radiation for a long time, various kinds of radiation will appear. symptom.

"When a large number of monster corpses are placed together, the radiation produced is particularly strong. Even adults with the strongest physical fitness, once they stay by the side for too long, will see fragmented illusions and hear some strange ravings. We Call it 'radiation sickness'.

"If the time is longer, the 'radiation sickness' will become more serious, the patient will lose his mind, and his behavior will become crazy..."

Lan Qingshan nodded slightly, knowing that the so-called "radiation sickness" is "Desolation Syndrome".

Zheng Songhe continued: "During this airlift, in order to avoid the impact of radiation sickness, the headquarters planned a 'relay transport' route, that is, the transport plane landed at a certain airport halfway through the flight every one and a half hours.

"Then the original crew members were evacuated immediately, and another group of people was replaced, so the time spent on the journey was longer than expected."

(End of this chapter)