"Yes, so at present, option one is most likely to be feasible." After taking a look at the environment in the experimental cabin, Professor Stephen continued, "With all due respect, the research conditions here are too crude. I don't know physics. It would be more convenient to conduct experiments in a gravity-free environment, but if we plan to find a way to prevent X-0172 bacteria from forming spores as soon as possible, it is best to send samples to the earth and use experimental facilities on the ground for research."
However, when he saw the author's name, he was suddenly stunned.
Sitting opposite him, Stephen Parubi, who had a beard from his chin to his hair, snorted.
"That's right, spores." Professor Stephen nodded and glanced at the other scholars in the experimental cabin. "Only by getting rid of the spores can those troubles be truly solved."
"It's too risky, and even completely inactivated samples cannot guarantee safety."
"The first plan is to find a way to prevent the X-0172 bacteria from forming spores. The second plan is to find a way to directly kill the spores and remove them every bit."
The academic discussion ended without any constructive results.
Professor Leslie asked: "Do you have any good ideas?"
However, the Chinese researcher did not get what he wished for.
"and after?"
Professor Stephen sighed heavily.
When he said this, Professor Stephen's eyes fell on Professor Zhao Shuxuan.
A hint of seriousness gradually appeared on his eyebrows. He turned the paper back to the introduction and read it carefully again.
Of course, although he knew that the probability of digging out valuable papers from Arxiv was almost zero, this did not prevent him from taking a look at what the authors of the papers had written.
"About six years ago, I wrote an assessment report detailing the economic feasibility of lunar mining."
"Z… ?"
"The latest test results have come out. In addition to colonist No. 3, the levels of antibodies and hypnotic pheromones in colonists No. 1 and 2 have declined. Judging from the heart rate, the metabolism is gradually returning to normal levels. It should not be used. How long will it take to wake up... Do you need me to give you some time to read the test results?"
"We have two options now."
"There is no theory of 100% safety, but we can make it practically foolproof," Professor Stephen tried to persuade. "Even if it is the terrible smallpox virus, don't we still have samples?"
"According to your request, we searched the database for research on spores and anaerobic bacteria, and found such a paper on Arxiv."
Cursing, he took his hand back, and just when Professor Stephen was about to stand up from the chair, a voice came from the side.
"Of course not," Professor Ian smiled and raised his chin in the direction of the porthole, "Aren't the Chinese people making it a reality now?"
"Smoking on the space station will add at least two million to the ventilation system of each space module, and the smoke particle recovery and processing budget will be increased. You'd better hold back for a while before smoking on the ground."
The Ares Project is indeed ill-fated. Every day from the beginning of the sandstorm to the present seems to be full of misfortunes. Now top astrobiology, microbiology, and clinical biology experts from 7 countries are sitting here, isn't it? I came here to do something else, just to clean up the mess for the Ares Project.
"What kind of stuff is written here... How was it written?"
In the experimental cabin.
"We've thought about it long enough."
Floating in from the direction of the cabin door, Professor Zhao Shuxuan grabbed the armrest of the cabin wall with one hand and held the latest laboratory report under his other arm. He continued to say, "Okay, everyone. Let's stop here for the break. Time is running out, and there are three unfortunate Ares Project colonists waiting for us to save.”
Shaking his head, Zhao Shuxuan simply rejected his proposal.
After a moment's pause, his assistant continued.
“Later I published the paper in Physical Geography Processes and sent a copy to UKSA,” Ian Crawford shrugged and continued, “Although the UKSA bureaucrats probably Treat it like waste paper.”
"Then sooner or later they will find that instead of sending production lines and workers to the moon, it is better to build them on the earth and then send them to space," Professor Stephen muttered. "What's more, it's nothing remarkable. We also have similar plan of."
After all, even if the right is to develop research ideas, it is quite good.
"Damn it, isn't there a place to smoke here?"
Seeing that it was getting late, the experts from various countries returned to the living cabin one after another after simply finishing their dinner, and got into the living space that was shaped like a tree hole.
After opening the paper, Professor Stephen's eyes scanned the screen carelessly. However, when he read the third page at a glance, he suddenly let out a light sigh.
While distributing the printout of the test results in his hand, Zhao Shuxuan explained the situation to the other researchers in the experimental cabin concisely and comprehensively.
Only there would he have greater confidence that he would be able to find a way to eliminate the bacteria once and for all.
When he heard the Chinese researcher put the word misfortune together with Project Ares, Professor Stephen's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he didn't say anything more.
After logging into the instant messaging software, Professor Stephen was about to contact his assistant, when his assistant took the initiative to send a voice call request and got in touch with him.
However, there are currently less than a dozen inactivated specimens sent to the earth. Only some large research institutions may have them, and the people who have access to these specimens cannot be the kind of scholars who are only satisfied with Arxiv.
Although his Stanford University is not an exclusive university, as an American, he does not like to hear any favorable news about China in this space race, especially the Ares program. The present has become a mess.
His eyes were constantly changing with doubt, surprise, disdain, and disbelief, and finally all his thoughts turned into deep shock.
As the representative of Chinese researchers and the person in charge of the entire X-0172 bacteria project, he is the only one with the right to apply to Yuegong to send inactivated samples to Earth.
"This matter still needs careful consideration."
His assistant nodded.
Although there are various problems such as slow speed and high delay, it is enough to use this small water pipe to handle some work matters and exchange opinions with researchers in this country.
Aboard the Moon Palace.
Lying upright on the bed, Professor Stephen connected his laptop to the data interface on the bulkhead, and used the communication channel provided by Yuegong to connect to the Earth's network.
Sitting on the chair next to the porthole, looking at the silvery-white planet outside the window, Ian Crawford, a professor of astrobiology and planetary science from Birkbeck College, University of London, suddenly smiled and said.
"Good professor."
Regarding the paper on Arxiv, Stephen actually has no hope at all.
"The author of the paper claims... that he has found a way to inhibit sporulation of X-0172 bacteria."
Of course, Stephen hopes not only to inactivate the samples, but also hopes that he can find a way to persuade the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee to send intact X-0172 bacterial spores to his laboratory at Stanford University.
After Professor Leslie thought for a moment, he said softly: "The second method is difficult."
Stephen was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked.
Zhao Shuxuan hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.
What the hell
"No, I've finished reading it." Putting aside the test results in his hand, Professor Stephen pushed up his glasses and continued, "The key to the problem now is not at all about the antibodies or the X-0172 bacteria."
Professor Stephen: "Isn't it?"
He muttered something in his mouth, and the more he looked down, the more surprised he became.
"This is impossible, or it is possible to say that there are only 7 people in the world who can write this paper, including me," Professor Stephen smiled and shook his head and said, "Send it to my email."
Suddenly turning the paper to the beginning again, Professor Stephen only wanted to know one thing, and that was who wrote this paper!
…
The first-hand information on X-0172 bacteria is basically on the Yuegong. If other scholars want to conduct research in this area, they must first find a way to obtain the specimens.
"I'm sorry to disturb you during your busy schedule, Professor, but I have to report something to you."
Feeling a little bad, he subconsciously stretched his hands to his chest. Only then did he remember that he was wearing an in-cabin spacesuit, not the jacket that always had cigarettes in its inner pocket.
"whats the matter?"
Professor Ian: "Spores."