Blackstone Code

Nagaril, a group of people are studying the local tobacco leaves of Nagaril in a simple laboratory.

There are also tobacco leaves here, and wild tobacco leaves.

The tropical climate and sufficient rainfall allow the plants here to grow very densely, which also saves some time for the professor's work.

Studying local tobacco leaves will help select suitable varieties for hybridization or seedling breeding. No one had studied Nagaril tobacco before they came, and they were not interested in anything here.

If Lin Qi hadn't wanted to open up tobacco fields here, I'm afraid people like the professor wouldn't have appeared here.

In nature, the world of plants is not so peaceful and harmonious. In order to compete for more rain, more sunshine, and more animal excrement, the competition between plants is also very cruel.

Every plant that survives competition means it's likely to have eliminated at least one species.

"The wild tobacco leaves we found have larger leaves..." A young girl is making specimens of dry leaves and leaf networks. These findings must be recorded and preserved, and a series of papers will be published when they return to China. Showcase their results.

After the girl carefully measured the two leaves, she carefully placed them in the box and kept them.

The professor sat aside and nodded, "The leaves are larger to obtain more sunlight for photosynthesis, and also to prevent other plants from being exposed to sunlight."

"Only by letting the plants around it die can it get more nutrients and water, and have an advantage in the competition among roots."

There is an earthy smell in the air here, but no one complains about it, and everyone works seriously.

"The content of alkaloids is higher than the samples we have obtained so far, but the equipment here is very crude and I cannot get an accurate number..." A student who was doing sample testing gave a somewhat unexpected answer. A reasonable reply.

There was some emotion on the professor's face, "I remember we made some dried leaves before..."

Some smart students had already brought over the shredded tobacco leaves. The professor took out his big pipe, stuffed the shredded tobacco into it, pressed it flat, and lit it with a blowtorch.

He just took a small sip, and after being quiet for a few seconds, his face turned red quickly, and then he coughed it out immediately.

A violent cough meant that the body's lungs were cleaning out the unwelcome foreign matter that had just entered, which was unusual for the professor.

He had smoked many kinds of cigarettes, and rarely had such a violent reaction. It could only be said that the things produced after lighting these tobacco leaves made his body feel instinctive rejection.

After coughing for a while, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his eyes filled with tears.

"I..." He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his voice was very hoarse, so hoarse that he could not speak.

He raised his hand to stop those who were about to contact the emergency team. He just walked to the test stand, mixed something and put it in his mouth, and spit it out after a while.

"I'm fine, don't worry too much." Looking at the students around him, his voice was still very hoarse, as if it had been filed with a file.

However, there was some excitement on his face. He held the pipe in his mouth and took another puff, but this time he did not inhale it into his lungs, but just held it in his mouth to feel its changes.

This is a feeling that is... hard to describe. Because the smoke is completely raw without any processing, there will be some slight spicy feeling in the mouth, which is normal.

What follows is a very special change. It feels like a mouthful of water is covering the mouth. Even when the tongue stirs the air, it feels like being in water.

After more than ten seconds, he slowly exhaled the smoke and took a deep breath through his nose.

Great experience.

What prevented him from speaking was actually an excessive amount of alkaloids, or nicotine, which caused the throat to become red and swollen, so he couldn't speak well just now. Maybe his vocal cords were red and swollen.

Anything can happen in the wild environment. Perhaps these tobacco leaves spontaneously evolve more alkaloids through reproduction in order to reduce the target of some herbivores.

This will give those animals the illusion of being poisoned after eating this wild tobacco leaf. They will think that these things are poisonous and cannot be eaten casually, thereby reducing the fate of being eaten.

Nature is so magical!

At this moment, nicotine began to quickly enter the bloodstream through the oral mucosa, and the amazing and complex nerves began to transmit messages. Soon, the professor felt a sense of satisfaction.

It’s a feeling that’s hard to describe, and everyone’s level of satisfaction is different.

Some people think of kissing when they are satisfied, and the feeling of communion makes them very happy.

Some people think of candy when they are satisfied. The feeling brought by nicotine is many times stronger than the satisfaction obtained by eating sugar.

There are also some people who think about pooping out all the poop in their stomach at this moment because they are always constipated. The pleasure of pooping everything smoothly is the ultimate satisfaction.

"Are the origins of these tobacco leaves marked?" The professor took out the unburned tobacco leaves in his pipe. He cared more about the satisfaction brought by money than enjoying nicotine.

Some students nodded, "We have already marked it."

The professor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go over and have a look to see if there is a chance to collect some seeds. In addition, we will speed up the processing of other samples we collected. I want to know the status of all the samples as soon as possible!"

The professor left the suggested laboratory after saying that. He had to tell Lynch the good news.

After taking so much money from Lynch, he must always be responsible for the money.

Lynch was also at the company when he received the call. He was thinking about the next operation. The professor's call came at the right time.

"I hope this is good news..." Lynch's voice was unhurried and very gentle, but the professor heard a hint of something in it that shouldn't exist.

That was a warning, or something.

"Mr. Lynch, I am calling you because I have good news to tell you that we have found local wild tobacco leaves."

"It has higher alkaloids than Marillo's, and its leaves are wider and thicker. It's so beautiful!"

The professor praised the wild tobacco leaves they had found in Nagaril as if he were praising his wife, although he didn't know why he had such an idea and quickly pushed it out of his mind.

After listening to this, Lynch pondered for a while, "What's its quantity?"

"A lot, and... hiss..."

The professor suddenly made a sound that was like the sound he made when he was injured, or like the reaction of a person suddenly falling into ice water, and he took a breath of cold air.

Lynch didn't know what was going on, so he looked very concerned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing. There was a mouse just now. I hate mice!" There was nothing unusual in the professor's voice, and Lynch didn't think much about it.

"I will arrange for people to go to your place later to investigate the distribution of these wild tobacco leaves, and then collect some to be dried and sent back."

"Besides these, do you have any needs?"

"Like some research equipment?"

The professor's breathing sounded a little rapid, "Precision instruments here will be quickly destroyed by the environment. I will return to the Federation after I get enough materials, so you don't need to prepare anything else..."

"Very good, I hope there will be more good news..."

After hanging up the phone, the professor lowered his head and looked at the female student in front of him. He was actually disgusted with this kind of thing.

Professors are professors and students are students. There is absolutely no need to go to this extent.

But... this female student is too enthusiastic. As a teacher, you should not dampen a student's enthusiasm. This is not the teacher's attitude.

Seeing that the female student was hesitant, the professor frowned and asked, "Is it because of the detention?"

The female student's family is in a good, middle-class family, otherwise she would not be able to go to college.

It's just that she chose a less mainstream major, and it was her own decision, which also meant that her next path was not going to be easy, and she had to pay the price for her choice.

After graduation, she will either go to a private research institute or laboratory, or stay in school.

It's not impossible to go to private research institutes and laboratories, but there, the power of administrative staff is obviously higher than that of researchers. In other words, those places cannot be completely regarded as engaged in technology, and there are too many utilitarian and utilitarian aspects involved. Office politics.

This was different from what she had originally thought. It was too difficult to find a suitable private research institute and laboratory, which was almost like no hope.

Moreover, everyone now knows the purpose of recruiting young girls in companies with good welfare benefits.

So staying in school became a better choice. She could stay in school as a teaching assistant, and her daily job was to study with the students. At the same time, she also had the opportunity to get some small projects from the professors, which satisfied herself. My interest in plant research has simplified my living environment, stabilized my life, and increased my income.

This is simply the prototype of the best future, but there is a prerequisite for all this, she must stay in school.

Every year, many people want to stay in school. The environment in school is simpler and simpler than in society, and it is more attractive to these people.

This also makes it less easy.

Demand exceeds supply, which is a typical seller's market.

The students who were about to graduate from the school tried every means to stay, and she chose the simplest way.