It's a miracle
While Han Duoduo was listening to music and working.
On the other side.
Chu Xuan wasn't actually idling away his time; he was researching one thing: what exactly was the reason for the increased yield.
Clearly!
It wasn't the environmental conditions, but the genes.
Otherwise, how would it be inherited?
At this moment.
His computer screen displayed the gene sequencing results of the improved high-fat rapeseed, showing all the genetic maps.
Compared to before the improvement, the differences weren't actually that many.
Yet it was these few differences that caused the growth rate to skyrocket.
In the future.
If he frequently brought out improved plants, he couldn't just call them all "accidents," could he?
He needed a set of theories to back up this lie.
If he could find the cause, form a scientific theory, and implement it in other plants through technical means...
...then the benefits brought about would be enormous.
An industry revolution!
A contribution to humanity!
A surge in luck!
At the thought of this, Chu Xuan was full of drive.
It was just that the workload was a bit heavy; summarizing orderly patterns from disorder was inherently a brain-burning task.
Fortunately, there were plenty of samples.
Rapeseed.
Apples.
Grass.
Potatoes.
Cabbage.
These were the plants Chu Xuan had improved so far, five types in total, involving hundreds of millions of data points at every turn.
For an ordinary person, just looking at it would make their brain go on strike on the spot.
Chu Xuan, however, was very calm.
Boring?
Tasteless?
A little bit, but so what?
Just like life, no matter how hard or tiring it is, one still has to grit their teeth and persevere unless they just throw in the towel and give up.
Actually, Chu Xuan quite liked the process of exploration.
And he enjoyed it!
...
Starting from July 4th.
The experimental expansion of the new high-fat rapeseed was rolled out in the Underground City's Production Area, with pleasing data constantly coming in.
"It's amazing!"
"It's simply a miracle!"
"..."
"Under the right conditions, the germination speed has doubled."
"Even if the soil environment is average, it's still grown by eighty percent!"
"..."
Qian Jinhua had been paying close attention; on-site, listening to the exclamations of the Production Area's planting staff, he was also beaming with joy.
This time!
Political achievements!
Are secured!
Although getting a promotion didn't have much use in the oppressive Underground City with its shortages and lack of private housing...
...a person still needed a career goal to serve as a guiding direction.
"Take good care of them."
"Once the actual planting is successful, everyone will be in for a treat in the future."
"..."
The crowd cheered in excitement and anticipation!
...
At the same time, Committee's trial planting was also underway; the difference was that they were also conducting research on mutant genes.
A group of researchers gathered together.
Collectively racking their brains!
They couldn't understand it.
They couldn't figure it out.
Why these mutant genes could increase the growth rate required testing them one by one to see which ones were effective.
Over a hundred thousand genes, billions of base pairs.
Finding the effective mutant genes had always been a headache-inducing problem.
No choice!
Time to grind!
Perhaps there would be results in a few years; in the field of plant genetic improvement, things were naturally measured in units of years.
In the vast ocean of the genetic world, human knowledge was still limited.
...
Others thought only some of the mutant genes were effective, but Chu Xuan knew that this wasn't a mutation, but an improvement.
That is to say.
All the mutations...
...were effective.
But he had no obligation to remind them; he continued to bury himself in research, and with his powerful thinking ability, he already had a preliminary model.
It sounded like there was progress, but whether the model was correct or not was still unknown.
With a bit of bad luck...
...he might be taking detours for eight or ten years; he was going to be busy for a while.
...
At this time, Wang Mu also learned about Chu Xuan's research results.
His heart was a whirlwind of emotions!
Regret!
Why hadn't he persisted a bit more before? Perhaps he would have had a chance to snatch it away; now, there was no chance at all.
With tests from multiple parties, unless there really was a problem...
...otherwise, any tactics would be useless now.
Dumbfounded!
He felt like he had missed out on a hundred million—no, a billion.
Jealousy!
How great it would be if this were in his hands; the Science and Technology Progress Award wouldn't just be a possibility, it would be a certainty.
"Damn it, this kid's luck is just too good!"
A single project would be enough to secure a promotion to Senior Researcher.
The key was, this was Chu Xuan's very first project after graduation. A "King Bomb" opening—could it get any more ridiculous?
...
While the outside world was in an uproar, Chu Xuan's life was regular.
Go to work.
Get off work.
Work overtime.
Just like before he transmigrated.
The difference was that now life had more to look forward to; he was working for himself and wished he could be on the clock twenty-four hours a day.
But even a body strengthened multiple times couldn't support that.
However, his need for sleep had decreased; three hours a day was enough, and as long as he wasn't hungry, he almost never felt sleepy.
July 15th.
Afternoon.
A corner of the Commercial District.
"Brother, here are the rabbits you wanted, two pairs." A pet shop owner sneakily brought out a small cage.
These days, it was called a pet shop, but there were no cats or dogs.
Those that ate a lot or were picky eaters had long been phased out; what was sold here were mainly turtles and small goldfish.
They didn't grow large and ate very little.
What they ate in a month was about the same amount as a few mouthfuls for a human.
Creatures like little rabbits couldn't possibly be sold publicly.
"Thanks!"
Money in one hand, goods in the other.
These two pairs of rabbits were pre-ordered by Chu Xuan from the owner three days ago; as for where they came from, Chu Xuan didn't need to concern himself.
Tsk, tsk, finally going to have some bunny to eat.