Chapter 199 The Countermeasure Net Unfolds Quietly
After that night, Lu Zhanming seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.
To the outside world, he remained the same calm, decisive, and disciplined Director Lu, meticulously overseeing every detail of the courtyard's security and relentlessly pursuing the clues about Lavoisier.
But once he returned to the space, back to Gu Baobao's side, the cold, hard shell on his body completely shed itself.
He became fascinated with studying the various magical artifacts in space.
I taught myself how to adjust the hot and cold water in a shower, figured out how to heat food in a microwave, and was startled when I first heard the "ding" sound. But I immediately became engrossed in it, even trying out the washing machine, watching the swirling water for a long time before finally giving a serious assessment:
"It's better than a washboard, but it consumes too much electricity."
They completely ignored the fact that the space doesn't need electricity at all.
He also discovered, without being taught, that in addition to documentaries, the tablet also contained some movies and music that Gu Baobao had previously downloaded.
One evening, Gu Baobao was recording data in the lab when she suddenly heard a burst of rousing symphony coming from the living room, interspersed with a faint... humming?
Curious, she went outside and saw Lu Zhanming sitting upright on the sofa with a tablet in front of him playing an old war movie.
He watched intently, his fingers tapping lightly on his knees, humming along to the background music indistinctly, "Forward, forward, forward—", while his body swayed slightly involuntarily.
Upon seeing Gu Baobao emerge, he immediately froze, his humming abruptly ceasing. A fleeting look of embarrassment at being caught red-handed flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
"This music... is great. Our people in the movie are very brave in battle."
Gu Baobao suppressed a laugh and sat down next to him:
"Watch if you like. There are many more here."
Lu Zhanming's ears turned a little red. He coughed lightly, but his arm honestly pulled her close, and the two of them leaned against the soft sofa to watch the second half of the movie.
In private, he became increasingly shameless.
After entering the space at night and confirming it was safe, he started clinging to me.
"Honey, you must be tired from researching today. Let me give you a massage."
"Baby, look at this washing machine. Doesn't it look like the Yangko dance we used to do when it spins?"
"Honey, honey, what's that white, sweet and sour thing in the fridge called again? I want to try it."
"Baby, this mattress is so soft, will we roll around together tonight and not be able to separate?"
He could spout witty remarks without batting an eye, and coupled with his serious, handsome face and the occasional direct and passionate look in his eyes, Gu Baobao often found herself unable to resist, blushing and her heart pounding, yet unable to help but laugh at his antics.
"Comrade Lu Zhanming, watch your words and actions! You weren't like this in the front yard during the day!"
Gu Baobao would sometimes blush and "scold" him.
Lu Zhanming would move even closer, his nose brushing against her cheek, completely justified:
"During the day, it's work, serious and dedicated. Evenings are family life, a time to relax and unwind. Besides, it's only natural for me to be close to my wife; no rule governs that!"
His relaxation often turned into rolling around on the soft carpet with Gu Baobao in his arms, or he would insist on squeezing into the kitchen to watch her perform magic tricks with those modern kitchen utensils, ostensibly to learn future life skills, but in reality, to take the opportunity to steal a kiss.
Gu Baobao complained, but inside she was bubbling with sweetness.
This man gave her all his tenderness, dependence, childlike nature, and even his repressed passion without reservation.
Under the intense and dangerous external pressure, the time spent in that space became their most precious and sweet haven.
The research is progressing steadily despite the sweet interference.
Gu Baobao, combining the information Zhao Feng provided regarding the potential research directions of Lavoisier's overseas laboratories on biotoxins, successfully identified the key synthetic enzyme target of that biotoxin.
In the space laboratory, she used high-precision simulation and micro-synthesis technology to conduct repeated experiments and finally designed three different mutagen prototypes.
They are relatively stable and harmless on their own, but once they come into contact with similar toxins or their derivatives used by Lavoisier, especially the basic components of the "active substances" that Project Angel Wings might be pursuing,
It's like inserting the most precise key into the wrong lock, triggering a chain reaction that leads to irreversible malignant mutations in the final product.
Simply put, if even a trace amount of the mutagen she designed were accidentally mixed into Lavoisier's production line or laboratory, the resulting products would...
They either become useless waste or may produce unpredictable toxicity or rejection reactions, leading to catastrophic consequences.
"Treat them as they treat you."
Gu Baobao looked at the strangely colored product in the petri dish, which had completely deactivated after the simulated reaction, and said coldly,
"Since you like playing with drugs, I'll give you a high-drug insurance policy."
She presented the molecular structures, synthetic pathways, mechanisms of action, potential risks, and antidote formulations for the three mutagens.
This report is compiled into a logically rigorous and data-rich document. While the language used is as close as possible to contemporary scientific terminology, its core ideas and some forward-thinking inferences still shine with a timeless brilliance.
"Brother Zhanming, the report is finished."
She handed a thick stack of handwritten manuscripts to Lu Zhanming.
"We need a reasonable excuse to hand it over to Zhao Feng and the others."
Lu Zhanming quickly flipped through the pages, his eyes sparkling with interest.
Although he didn't understand the details, he could feel the report's logic and its ruthless edge.
He thought for a moment:
"Let's say that in the process of analyzing pollutants and trying to formulate antidotes, you accidentally discovered major defects and potential risks in the structure of these toxins, and then deduced several unstable factors that may cause them to mutate."
For safety reasons and out of scientific responsibility, you will report this information, recommending that the national government be vigilant against the misuse of such toxins and to pay attention to potential related research trends overseas.
Gu Baobao nodded:
"Okay. Let's leave it at that."
The report was quickly delivered to Zhao Feng, the head of the task force, and his superiors through top-secret channels.
The resulting shock was unimaginable. Several national-level pharmacology and chemistry experts, who were urgently summoned, were both amazed by the ingenious deductions and forward-thinking ideas, and felt a chill run down their spines at the potential risks described.
"If the inferences in this report are true... then the technology that the other side relies on itself contains a terrible backdoor."
An elderly expert, his hands trembling slightly, held his glasses.
"This expert, Gu... is not only a miracle doctor, but also a genius defensive strategic scientist! She... has forged a shield for us in advance and found the most vulnerable crack in the tip of the enemy's spear!"
Top-level directive:
"Experts were organized to review and confirm the report's value. Furthermore, the report's contents will be classified as top secret and included as a crucial reference for countermeasures against relevant foreign forces. The protection level for Comrade Gu Baobao will be further upgraded! Nothing can happen to her!"
Unbeknownst to her, Gu Baobao has been included in the nation's top strategic technology think tank reserve.
The core ideas and key data in her report were also compared and verified through special channels with clues about Lavoisier and the Angel Wings project collected by intelligence personnel on the front lines.
A large-scale countermeasure network based on technological foresight has quietly been deployed.
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