My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 103 The Secrets of Mice

"Then please test me."

Lynn said calmly.

Vincent frowned upon hearing this.

He didn't expect Lynn to agree.

Originally, I just wanted to scare him away, but now he's been lifted up all at once.

Could it be that he really has the ability?

Vincent shook his head.

That's absolutely impossible.

Dissection requires meticulous work, and pharmacological experiments rely even more on extensive practical experience.

It seems that we have no choice but to remove him now.

Even though he greatly admired Lynn's talent, such an ambitious and stubborn person would cause him trouble sooner or later.

"Alright, that's settled then."

Vincent agreed.

He looked at Lynn, his eyes filled with disappointment and regret.

"Next, I will conduct a preliminary assessment of your anatomical skills and pharmacological experiments. If you cannot even pass this, you should leave here on your own."

Lynn followed Mr. Vincent into the primary laboratory.

When the students inside saw Mr. Vincent enter, they all stood up from their seats to greet him.

Vincent pressed his hand down, silencing the laboratory.

He looked at Lynn.

"Does it require preparation time?"

Lynn shook her head.

Vincent sighed softly, "Let's begin. First, anesthetize the mice."

Upon hearing this, Lynn put on gloves, a mask, and other protective measures, then picked up a white mouse from the cage and placed it on the lab table.

He picked up a syringe filled with medicine and grabbed the mouse by the tail.

Vincent, who was standing nearby, frowned instinctively upon seeing this.

Mice are usually anesthetized by intraperitoneal injection or intramuscular injection, which is slower but has a higher success rate.

And Lynn grabbing the mouse by the tail looks like he's preparing to give it a tail vein injection.

This is an anesthesia method that is extremely prone to failure.

Although the anesthesia is very fast, it can be completed within half a minute, but at the same time the mortality rate of the mice is also extremely high.

However, compared to being unable to control the speed and dosage, he is more likely to run into problems in the very first step.

The tail vein of a mouse is extremely thin. Preparing to inject without using a restraint device, as he does, is a technique that only experienced professors can perform, and even he has a chance of failure.

Lynn's choice to use such a risky method to anesthetize the mice was probably driven by his eagerness to prove himself.

Vincent shook his head slightly.

He never expected Lynn to be so bad-natured.

As he thought this, Lynn began the anesthesia procedure.

With a single grip, he caused the mouse's muscles to stiffen instantly.

Lynn calmly inserted a needle with one hand, and the medicine was slowly pushed into the mouse's vein.

Lynn put the mouse into the box.

The mouse's limbs touched the ground again, and it gradually calmed down, pacing back and forth in the box.

Before long, the mouse collapsed into a daze.

Vincent was bewildered by Lynn's smooth technique, and for a moment he was in a daze.

The technique he used just now looked exactly the same as those old professors', so how could this young upstart possibly use it?

Is it just a show of force to intimidate people?

Vincent immediately picked up the mouse and examined it.

After examining him, Vincent fell silent.

The mice's hearts were beating, and the anesthesia effect met the standards.

What... is going on?

"Teacher, may I proceed to the next step?"

Lynn's calm voice came from beside him.

Vincent was taken aback and put the mouse back.

"Oh, go on, go on."

Vincent stood silently to one side, his fingers constantly stroking his chin.

Lynn picked up a scalpel and skillfully skinned and deboned the mouse.

The mouse's body was dissected step by step with concise and precise knife work, just like a machine, and the body tissues were placed cleanly and intact on a steel plate.

From above, these neatly arranged tissue fragments are so clean and tidy that they seem as if they could be pieced back together by hand.

Lynn put down the scalpel and looked at Vincent beside her.

"Teacher, can we begin the injection experiment?"

Vincent stood there, stunned, without reacting.

Lynn frowned: "Teacher?"

Vincent suddenly woke up and quickly nodded to him.

"Okay, you can begin."

Lynn nodded and picked up another mouse to begin the experiment.

The operation was as smooth as flowing water, and the experimental results were very successful. All the data were as accurate as in a textbook, and the error was controlled within a very small range.

Vincent watched the whole thing and started to question his existence.

Lynn's basic skills are even better than his!

Are there really such geniuses in this world?

How is that possible?

This is actually true!

So what exactly has been the result of all those years of hard training...?

"Teacher, did I pass the test?" Lynn asked.

Vincent's smile turned somewhat bitter upon hearing this.

"You did a good job. I was ignorant. You can go to the intermediate laboratory now."

Vincent pulled a name tag from his pocket and handed it to Lynn.

He took a deep breath.

"Just come find me when you've mastered the skills. I'll give you a card for the advanced lab, and I'll introduce you to the senior professors later."

After saying that, Vincent hurriedly walked out of the laboratory, as if he didn't want to see Lynn a second time.

Lynn changed her name tag and glanced silently behind her.

The students immediately withdrew their gazes from this direction, all lowering their heads and not daring to look over, like quails.

Lynn nodded in satisfaction and hummed a little tune as he walked out of the primary laboratory.

He first went to the warehouse to apply for a few monkeys, and then headed towards the intermediate laboratory.

The monkeys' vocal cords had already been modified, so they could no longer produce noisy hisses.

Their limbs didn't seem to struggle, as if they already knew their fate.

Monkeys are far too intelligent compared to mice.

Lynn looked away and shook her head.

Although it's a pitiful situation, it's a necessary step to improve one's alchemy skills.

After all, they would never use people for experiments, so they could only let these poor human relatives suffer.

As soon as Lynn entered the laboratory, she attracted the attention of the senior students inside.

The senior student who had been in the primary laboratory frowned as soon as Lynn walked in.

Damn it, how can this person be so unruly, daring to barge into an intermediate-level laboratory like that?

As for the cart of monkeys he was carrying, they were probably some monkeys he tricked out of the warehouse to apologize in order to get my guidance.

Damn it, that idiot!

The senior student was filled with rage.

Although it is unknown what methods he used to deceive the people in the warehouse, these experimental products have a strict recycling mechanism!

If it turns out that these monkeys that did not follow the standard procedures were related to him, he would also be punished!

Once he understood the situation, the senior's face turned ashen.

Seeing Lynn approach, he said in a low voice, "Who told you to come here? Do you think you can please me like this?"

Lynn glanced at him, ignored him, and went straight to the lab bench to begin preparations.

Upon seeing this, the senior student's expression instantly changed, and he shouted sternly, "Put it down! Who gave you the guts to touch anything here! Get out of here right now!!!"