owlsbooks Chapter 1502 Gretel, are you sending it to me or to your senior sister?
Chapter 1502 Gretel, are you sending it to me or to your senior sister?
Chapter 1502 Gretel, are you sending it to me or to your senior sister?
Even if he can advance to the ninth level, Carlos can only start at the periphery of the research.And the hope of advancing the whole project lies in the high-level mages, especially the top archmages.
Gretel finished today's transformation work and went to the 12th floor.In the research room exclusive to Senior Sister Philby, it was so quiet that the crackling of static could be heard.
The senior sister sat in front of the microscope, staring closely at a small beaker in front of her with a serious expression:
"No... no... still not..."
"Senior sister, what are you doing?"
Gretel looked up.There was a bang, and he quickly jumped back, screaming:
"Senior sister, aren't you! How did I offend you! If you can't do it, don't shock me!!!"
"...I shifted the cut points out." It was only two days since I saw her, and the senior sister's face was full of exhaustion, and even the circles around her eyes were blurred, making one suspect that all her energy had been injected into the microscope :
"However, after it was removed, if I wanted to study it further, I couldn't find the direction.
I use the electron flow to test repeatedly, back and forth, every time the electron flow sweeps, it will move a bit, but it can't always unfold as it was originally..."
Can move?
Senior Sister, you have found the way!
"Come, come, Senior Sister, let me see how you do it!" Gretel became very interested, and moved directly behind Senior Sister.Philby turned her head and gave him a white look:
"Look? What do you think? Your mental power is so delicate? Can you see electrons?"
"Uh……"
Gretel retreated in embarrassment.Not to mention electrons, his mental probing can't even handle atoms.The microscopic electron microscope scans the chromosomes, and I can only look at the results calculated by the electron microscope. God knows what the scanning process is like.
He took two steps back, then moved one step sideways, only extending his head again and again, trying not to disturb the senior sister.Archmage Philby stopped paying attention to him, and focused on the beaker in front of him:
"..."
no response.
no response.
Still no response.
From behind, Gretel could only see a piece of calm water without any ripples.As for the tense side face of the senior sister, the eyes that are so focused that they are about to burn, the masseter muscle that is raised due to exertion...
Sorry, Gretel didn't look in this direction at all, couldn't see anything.
"Ugh……"
A soft sigh sounded again, disturbing the water in the beaker.Archmage Philby leaned back and put his head in his hands, feeling infinitely annoyed:
"I've tried everything...vacuum, air, nitrogen...pure water, salt water, the glucose water you made...you can't put it in anything, it's either too lively, too stagnant, or too much interference ..."
It cannot be stabilized in a vacuum, nor can it be stabilized in air and nitrogen. Most of the energy is spent on lifting this small segment of chromosome;
In pure water, the flow of electrons is very uncomfortable, and there are too many disturbances in salt water—probably because of its own charge, most of the flow of electrons is busy doing useless work...
Gretel sighed behind her back.He can probably understand the idea of the senior sister, which is to use the promotion of the electron flow to spread out this chromosome and unfold it, revealing every component of it:
From this point of view, the spiritual power of the senior sister is indeed much more delicate than her own, and she can actually feel the components in the chromosome.
But the medium is wrong, there is no way.When it comes to media, materials are really a big problem. Finding the one that can be used from the vast sea of liquids, solids, and gases is basically a matter of luck.
Moreover, not only the type of material, but also the purity of the material, the proportion of the material, and the temperature of use.For example, when running gel electrophoresis, what Gretel knows is:
According to the size of the DNA fragments to be separated, use the gel buffer to make an agarose gel of appropriate concentration;
Heat to melt, add fluorescent dye, mix well, and condense;
Pour the electrophoresis buffer into the electrophoresis tank, pour the sample loading buffer into the DNA sample, mix well, and slowly add the sample mixture into the gel sample hole;
Apply electrodes, run electrophoresis...
It's not that Gretel can't tell the senior sister directly about this series of things, and then let her try it slowly.The problem is, he can't answer the series of questions that follow:
What is the composition of the gel buffer?
What is the composition of the DNA loading buffer?
Which fluorescent dye to use? Wait, is there any fluorescent dye in the current parliament?
He can provide agar, but the purity of the agar is another matter.The agar used for bacterial culture and the agar used for gel electrophoresis are definitely not the same thing.
The concentration of the gel, that's another question...
Then, if the electrode is on, how many volts will be used and how long will it take to run?
——Most importantly, why is it possible to analyze what she needs with this method?
Gretel couldn't answer any of these questions.Moreover, let him rub out a piece of tape with his bare hands when he wants nothing, but he really can't rub it out...
"So why did you let me do this?"
I can't answer this question, so I rashly offer my senior sister a solution, I'm afraid I will be beaten...
Gretel, who didn't want to be beaten, had to find another way.He patiently watched the senior sister's operation several times, then quietly backed away a few steps, and began to fiddle with himself.
Agar powder, sugar powder, clean water, candied flowers, molds.Lay it out one by one, and start to do it carefully:
Add agar powder to boiling water, watch it melt, and pour half into the mold.Stop for a while, choose a candied rose, cut off the flower stem and carefully put it into the mold, then pour half of the agar water, put it into the ice magic circle, and wait for it to condense...
Damn!
The agar powder was put too little, and when it was poured out of the mold, it immediately shattered!
Come again!This time I doubled the amount of agar powder... Uh, this time it was too thick, a little uneven, and the dots of agar powder in it didn't melt...
Come again!Adjust the ratio of agar powder this time!Uh, what is the wrong technique this time, why are there air bubbles in the frozen agar!
Come again!This time the ice magic circle seemed to cool down too fast, and the agar it made was frozen and crooked...
Gretel kept trying with a sullen head.When Archmage Philby finished today's experiment and turned around, he saw a row of snacks that he had never seen before on the experiment table not far away.
Flowers with different postures are frozen in the crystal clear gel, still maintaining the appearance of budding or fully blooming.
This little junior brother is pretty good at crafting, but the problem is——
"Gretel! What are you doing?"
As she asked, she strolled over and grabbed a snack.
The hemispherical shape, which was smaller than the palm, trembled in the saucer, and the unknown flowers inside were reflected through the gel, making it look even more pitiful and lovely.
Take a bite casually, it seems to be a little sweet, and it seems to be a little sour, but whether it is sweet or sour, it is very light.It is very unlikely to be able to rely on this to eat enough, or even to eat a third full.
Sweeping again, the side of the test bench was crooked, and a lot of waste was thrown.Fragmented, cracked, bubbled, with some color shifting, the petals inside float out of the dessert...
"Oh, I'll make something for Celera."
Gretel stopped, and smiled at the senior sister as if nothing had happened:
"I've been busy during this period, and I haven't been with her for a long time. Make something interesting to coax her, and let her know that I think of her and miss her in my heart. ——Sister, look at this flower snack, how I am doing Sample?"
"It looks good, but it's not delicious..." Philby pondered.Young girls, one counts one, all like beautiful and good-looking things.
But Serila prefers delicious food, big fish and big meat, fried, boiled and grilled.This kind of stuff that is purely for looks and feels nothing after eating one bite at a time, I'm afraid it's not to her liking?
"As long as you're happy..." She swallowed the complaints and waved her hand casually.With a thought, he hooked up to the control center on this level and quietly sent a message.
After a while, the door of the laboratory was pushed open, and Cerilla rushed in happily:
"Gretel! Have you cooked me something delicious?"
"Then, here." Gretel pointed to the experimental bench.Cerilla's eyes lit up, she rushed over and grabbed a small plate.
Hold it in your hand, look left and right, turn around to look, put your fingertips on the bottom of the plate, and turn back and forth to look...
"It looks so beautiful! Gretel, how did you come up with the idea to make this?"
"It's been a long time since I've been with you, so I'll make you some presents—try it, is it good?"
Cerilla didn't use him to ask the second sentence, and with a hook of her finger, an agar snack flew into her mouth.There are a little sweet-scented osmanthus floating in it, which makes the whole dim sum light golden in color, and a layer of honey is poured on the outside, which is fragrant.
She took a bite carefully, chewed it twice, chewed it twice, took a bite, and stuffed the whole snack into her mouth:
"It's delicious...but it's full of honey and flowers. The thing itself has no taste... Gretel! Is there a way to make a dessert that is all sweet?"
"I put less sugar, if I put too much, it won't coagulate well..." Gretel replied flatly.Cerilla grabbed another dessert with roses and ate it, then turned to look at Philby:
"Senior Sister... Well, you eat too!"
His silver-blue eyes stared straight at Philby, as if if you don't want to eat it, I'll stuff it into your mouth.Philby's kindness was hard to turn down, so she had no choice but to pick up one and bite down.
As he tasted it, his mind wandered, holding the big piece of agar snack in his hand, kneading, kneading, kneading, kneading.After kneading for a while, a stream of electric current flew out of the fingertips unconsciously, passing through the agar gel——
"what?"
Her eyebrows twitched suddenly.When the current passes through, the petals inside the gel seem to move slightly?
If this gel is used instead of vacuum, water, saline, etc., and the chromosome fragments she cut out are placed in it, can these chromosome fragments be "spread out?"
"Great! What's this thing called? Agar? How much do you have?—give me some!"
"I'll give you this bottle first, and I'll get it if it's not enough... This is made by Hai Shihua, it's very good, just use it, senior sister, don't worry about not having enough!"
Gretel immediately took out a large bottle of agar powder.Philby snatched it without thinking, and rushed to the front of the experiment table.Gretel pointed out to the past:
"I use hot water to wash it, but it's not easy to wash it evenly. If you heat it up, sister, you can consider other methods..."
"You can try different concentrations..."
Cirella turned her head to the left, then to the right, then to the left, then to the right.Blinking his eyes, he suddenly felt that the snacks in his mouth were no longer fragrant:
"Grete! Is your gift for me, or for your senior sister?"
(End of this chapter)