Chapter 462 Failure of Third-Level Output Research and Development

In the front yard of the manor, near the stop sign, there are people coming and going, and there are a sea of ​​people. There are many more people waiting at the unmanned vendors in the manor than there are people waiting for the bus.

The old security guard who usually stayed at the gate of the manor and peeked in now had to play the role of maintaining order. He shouted loudly in front of the door: "Don't crowd, line up! There are all! Come in order!"

Not long after, a small cart came out of the manor. As soon as it was placed next to it, people immediately rushed forward with a loud roar, competing to grab it. The scene was like a shopping mall sale, buying discounted products. .

"Great, this batch is ramen fruit!"

"Mine! Mine!"

"I got this first!"

"It smells so good, I can't help it. I'll try it first..."

“It’s still pasta-flavored!”

"Such delicious food, I really don't know where the owner got it from..."

"When can we get siomai fruit? I've been waiting for hours."

Fu Yan, a cutting-edge botanist from Vucheng University and a young botanist who is already well-known internationally, stood at the door of the manor with his hands on his hips and an expressionless face.

Listen, listen to what these people say, it seems that there is no psychological pressure at all from eating these things.

It's obviously such a weird fruit.

As a disciple who has already graduated, Fu Yan feels that his heart is getting farther and farther away from his teacher's.

The teacher is always working on some mysterious projects. The fried rice fruit last time has caused deep psychological damage to him, and he has not been able to recover for a long time.

Why! Why is it that when I just returned from my adventure in the Black Continent and was preparing to reach the peak of my career, teacher, you suddenly discovered a local species that was several times more topical!

And it is such a strange species that far exceeds the scope of conventional earth creatures?

But can this species still be commercialized?

From that day on, the brothers' daily rations were almost all fried rice and fruits, and they didn't even bother to order takeout.

Later, the brothers followed the teacher one by one and handed out international papers one after another without letting him play with him.

Fu Yan wanted to look up to the sky and shout: "What on earth did I do wrong! Teacher, why did you treat me like this? I'm convinced. I will be your little baby for the rest of my life. Isn't it good to just listen to your words?"

Until the morning before yesterday, Fu Yan received a call from his teacher, saying that there was a subject and he needed help.

Only then did Fu Yan feel that he was finally favored again.

But after three days, he felt he had been cheated.

The knowledge and truth he had learned in the past decades and regarded as Guigao were completely shattered, and his whole person was in pieces, like a walking corpse.

"Hold on, teacher, I almost had my head shot in the head! Hold on! The sea and the sky are vast when you get through it, but if you can't get through it, you will never recover!"

This is what Nong Lixin said to him.

But even if you have the best acceptance, you can't accept these messy things.

Zhao Min, several disciples of Nong Lixin, and other scholars recruited by Zhuang Buyuan were divided into four groups to study the third-level output of the manor.

As Nong Lixin's proud disciple, Fu Yan also chaired a group.

The research results of these four research groups are...

Ramen fruit, siomai fruit, salad fruit, pickled fish fruit...

These four names feel insulting to serious science when mentioned.

If possible, when the teacher called him, he would rather refuse it himself!

He could even think of how others would write his epitaph and seal his coffin in the future when he died.

"What is buried here is an excellent chef and a third-rate botanist. His lifelong achievement was the siomai fruit. This fruit looks like a fig. When mature, the top opens up and the flesh tastes rich. In the deceased's lifetime study (cooking) During his career as a magician, he has developed more than ten flavors such as pork siomai fruit, beef siomai fruit, and shrimp siomai fruit. They are crispy and sweet when eaten raw, and can also be steamed in a pot. The flesh will be smooth and elastic, with a great taste. Since it was cultivated, it has become extremely popular for its high quality and low price..."

When he thought of this, Fu Yan had the urge to bury his head in the beach.

Of course, many scientists in this world actually do work that has no sense of beauty or quality. Fortunately, they can use their own unique ways to give these seemingly vulgar and boring things a very high-level image. Latin name.

For example, dumplings fructus, or Vide Fig aestivum fructum dumplings, etc...

Anyway, the more complicated the better, and it doesn’t matter if others don’t understand it.

Through the slang of botanists, others can look ordinary and completely lacking in style, and the words can be as gorgeous as an aria.

On the epitaph, if the name Fried Rice Guo is changed to such a long string of letters, it might be much more noble.

But no matter how gorgeous the name is, it cannot hide the reality that their research was a complete failure.

The first secondary output in the manor was to use genetic fusion to create fried rice fruits that did not exist in reality at all.

Therefore, when the manor needs third-level output, it still follows this path.

After genetic fusion, they created four very unique species, none of which exist in nature.

But after three days on the surface - in fact, Fu Yan felt that he had been working hard for several weeks or even one or two months, the second-level output was still the second-level output.

Although various new flavors have been developed, they have still not reached the level of third-level output.

That is, they failed completely.

And these strange fruits they created seemed to have no meaning.

Except for most of them that had been converted into points, they took out all the other experimental fruits and disposed of them.

In the words of an unscrupulous farm owner, these fruits are rich in nutrients and very delicious, so they are not sold for free.

But Fu Yan felt that his conscience couldn't bear it.

There is a sense of shame that "I am ashamed to show my work to others".

After launching another cart of various fruits, he couldn't help but grab a customer who was rushing to buy: "Don't you think the things in the manor are strange?"

"Strange? Why is it strange?"

"You've never seen such a strange fruit before. How dare you eat it?"

"What is there that you don't dare to eat?" This person was very generous. "The output of the manor is very delicious, and if you dare to sell it, there must be no problem!"

"This is a fruit I've never heard of before!"

"What are you afraid of? When I was a child, I never ate kiwi fruit, dragon fruit, durian, or avocados that tasted terrible... Compared with those fruits, the ones produced by the manor are not strange. Maybe this is some magical species from the Black Continent! Isn’t it said that a large number of new species are discovered every year?”

An explorer who returned from the Black State Continent sighed helplessly...

This really doesn't exist.