Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Black Water Pool is a common place name in China, and several of them can be found in almost every province.

The Heishuitan in Xizhaizi Township is at the foot of the mountain not far to the east of the township government. There is a small waterfall flowing down from the mountain, filling out a small lake with a diameter of more than 100 meters. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a men's toilet. The urinals are only painted very brightly and smell fresh.

There are sparse forests on both sides of the black water pool, which grow and become more lush along the mountain, and the sound of birds can be heard from a long distance.

The jeep didn't stop until the outlet of the small river downstream.

Yang Fang didn't go directly to the deep pool, but found a winding section of the river, pried open the grenade box, took two out of his pockets, and asked, "Have you all played with grenades? "

Yang Rui, Tobias and the translator all shook their heads stupidly.

"I'll teach you." Yang Fang said it very seriously at this time, and said carefully, "Let's try one first, and each person votes for one. After a while, we will formally explode."

Yang Rui nodded cautiously.

At this time, you can't pretend to be a hero. If someone is accidentally killed by a grenade thrown by yourself, there is really nothing to say about injustice.

Yang Fang was also quite concerned, and after asking the main points repeatedly, he led the three of them to a big rock.

The stone is waist-high, but the length of two people, facing the river bend, and on both sides of the stone, there are dug trenches.

Yang Fang came over with a bag from the jeep, took out an engineering shovel, trimmed the weeds in the ditch, straightened up and said, "If you get slippery, don't be afraid, just watch and jump into the ditch in the opposite direction. Throwing it is easy, if you throw it 30 meters away, there is basically no danger, and within 30 meters you just bend over and get down on the ground. Watch what I say."

As for the movement of throwing a grenade, Yang Fang taught him casually, but it took him a long time to teach him the movement of lying down and leaping forward.

After teaching them hand in hand, Yang Fang asked the others to go away and threw grenades one by one.

boom

boom

boom

The 67-style grenade with a wooden handle weighs about one pound and two taels, which is about the same weight as an ordinary carp sold in the vegetable market. When thrown into the river, the splash that explodes is as high as two or three people.

And every grenade,

It can bring out two or three, three or four fish of different sizes, but in terms of weight, it is not as good as a hand grenade.

"If we spend money to buy this grenade, we will lose money." Yang Rui threw a grenade out, feeling very relaxed.

"There aren't many fish here, so I just need to practice my skills. The fried fish should be fried in the pond." Yang Fang instructed again, and when he was sure that everything was done, he fished out the fish with a long fishing net and put it in a snakeskin pocket. .

After that, he took out the grenades from the ammunition box and fired them one by one.

This time, Yang Fang designated places for the three of them respectively, and arranged: "I call one, two, three, and you just throw it. Don't be nervous, it's okay. If you throw it wrong, jump in the opposite direction. Jump again when you see it clearly. Time is enough, don't worry."

The translator told Tobias, who nodded and asked excitedly, "What about you?"

"I'll blow it up ahead." Yang Fang said as he took out a grenade and put it on the ground, took out another grenade and put it on the ground, and then took another grenade and put it on the ground...

Yang Rui and the others stared wide-eyed at Yang Fang making a pile of grenades on the ground.

"Tie it up and blow it up together, it's powerful." Yang Fang smiled and took out a rope, tied up the eight grenades, and said, "Have you seen the movie, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, we used this to blow up bunkers and small grenades." Japanese tanks..."

"That is, if you used it to fry fish back then, you would have to be shot." Yang Rui looked a little dangerous, and said: "8 grenades weigh ten catties, how far can you throw them."

"This is about the terrain. See if there is a slope there. I will hide behind it. If the three of you lose your hand grenades, the fish will have to rush forward. I will throw another big one down, and it will be rewarding." Yang said. Fang said very triumphantly, and said: "Seeing that you are guests from afar, I just told you the secret. You can't tell others when you go out. This is discovered by our armed forces department."

"The secret fish frying spot of the County Armed Forces Department." Yang Rui summed it up.

Yang Fangdao: "Wrong, it's the scrapped weapon destruction department of the Armed Forces. It's confidential."

"Tobias is American."

"The Temporary Destruction Office of Scrapped Weapons of the Armed Forces." Yang Fang immediately changed the name.

After a few minutes.

Yang Rui, Xiao Chen and Tobias threw grenades in turn.

The continuous "boom" and "boom" sounded, and the stimulating Tobias roared excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, a larger thunderous explosion completely covered Tobias' roar.

The black water pool near the small river has changed from black water to white water, followed by yellow water, and black and yellow water full of belly fish.

"Most of them are stunned. I'll see how much I can get back." Yang Fang said, put on rubber pants, took a long fishing net and went down.

After a while, at least a half-big river fish in a half-snakeskin bag was caught.

"This kind of fish is the most delicious. Let's share it when we go back. Every family can get a plate." Yang Fang said, licking his lips, and said, "The river fish is the freshest, so you don't need to cook it, just steam or boil it. , put a little salt and it will be fragrant."

"Is it delicious?" Tobias listened to what the translator said, and licked his fleshy lips.

"There are many thorns." The translator knew the virtues of Americans and reminded him.

Tobias felt a little regretful, turned his head and said, "The fish soup should be delicious too."

"That's true." Yang Fang smiled after hearing the translator's explanation: "Foreigners are good at eating, too."

With the help of a translator, Tobias said: "I like to drink Marseille bouillabaisse, oh, it's Provence bouillabaisse, there are all kinds of miscellaneous fish in it, some have shells, and some don't allow shells. Hmm... I'll go back and make it for everyone, Yang Rui?"

Tobias looked out and saw Yang Rui meditating on the calm pool.

"I'm thinking about a problem." Yang Rui said something slowly in English, and the translator casually said it to Yang Fang.

Tobias asked, "Consider what."

"Look at the water below and the explosion just now, isn't it very similar to the PCR process?" Yang Rui still lowered his head.

"Really?" Tobias didn't see it at all.

Of course, Yang Rui didn't notice it at all, but this didn't prevent him from feeling inspired.

"The current PCR is like a rope. For the part we can amplify, the sequences at both ends must be known. But if the rope is looped, like the circle formed by an explosion, the situation can be reversed."

Tobias followed Yang Rui's words: "The other way around?"

"Yes, turn 53 around, so that the unknown sequence next to the known sequence can be amplified, right?" Yang Rui showed a sudden burst of inspiration.

"Maybe yes, maybe yes." Tobias still didn't know anything, still very cooperative.

"I want to think about it for a while." Yang Rui showed a thoughtful expression, bent down to pick up a stone, drew lines on the ground, and wrote letters such as ATGC.

Tobias hurriedly pulled the translator and Yang back.

Yang Fang didn't understand why, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Yang Rui has made a discovery, maybe it's a major discovery." Tobias' expression now is as if he drank a meal of Provence fish soup and was then stunned by the wine juice in it.

"This is the discovery?" Yang Fang was also dizzy, and asked, "Is he going to study fried fish or something?"

Tobias shook his head: "I don't know what the fish thinks, but if Mr. Yang Rui can really update the PCR technology, the NIH will definitely blow up."

NIH is the National Institutes of Health of the United States and the largest biological research institution in the world. At the moment of 1985, they are the most active American research institution for the Human Genome Project, but unlike the Department of Energy, NIH has the most professional and comprehensive Biological research system, they hope to update their own technology.

To develop more advanced technologies based on PCR, although Sinovel has to pay patent fees, as a professional official institution, NIH does not care about this.

Whoever develops the top technology is the focus of NIH.

In Tobias' view, as an American who is not professional, he doesn't care about the technology itself, and what he wants to hear is the story.

Americans love stories, and people all over the world love stories.

Want to list on Nasdaq? You better tell a good story during your IPO roadshow.

Want to be a reality show champion? You'd better tell a good story when answering your mentor's questions.

Want to get research funding from the US government? You better be able to tell a good story to the MPs.

Want to create a 21st century Manhattan Project? You better tell a good story to the people of the world.

When Yang Rui made the first-generation PCR, he told a good story about the Panshan Highway, which attracted many reports in European and American newspapers.

Tobias never thought that Yang Rui could provide another good story.

Grenade Fish Explosion and PCR New Technology? There must be a lot of people wanting to know the details, Tobias thought.

Mr. Dalbecco was probably dying of joy.

If——the premise is that Yang Rui can really update a set of new PCR technologies.

Tobias looked expectantly and anxiously at Yang Rui who was squatting by the pool. Behind him were the translator, Yang Fang, a bag of river fish and a box of grenades.

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