Lin Yan, a biological dog, traveled to the world of cultivation while staying up late to run glue.
Good news: The portable lab is still here.
Bad news: Heavenly Spiritual Root has changed into Five Spiritual Roots - there are five attributes, each of which is so weak that it can be ignored.
Even worse news: I was assigned to watch the fire in the alchemy room.
Until he discovered that the three-step temperature of the alchemy furnace is 95, 55, and 72 degrees. Isn't it the PCR thermal cycle? !
The style of painting has since gone astray. Others rely on understanding to practice, he relies on running gel; others make elixirs by touch, he controls the temperature to one decimal place; others measure spiritual roots by relying on the light of stone tablets, he pulls out people's hair and performs electrophoresis——
"What is rubber running?"
"Take apart your spiritual roots and take a look."
"Going far?"
"... No need."
From a fire-watching handyman to the second place in the competition, Lin Yan took the old man who made alchemy, the fat foodie, the senior sister Tianlinggen and the social terrorist recorder to redefine the cultivation of immortality in the way of biological dogs.
"If the alchemy furnace is a PCR machine, then the entire world of cultivation is a huge laboratory."
"Wait a minute, then a mortal like my mother who has no spiritual roots can also—"
"Theoretically yes."
"Brother Yan, you are my brother!"
