dkrc Chapter 458 Neuropeptide Cells?
Chapter 458 Neuropeptide Cells?
"Speak." Xiang Xiaotong's voice came from the mobile phone, his tone was dignified and cold like a boss.
"The class rankings have not changed today. Xi Yanfan is first and Song He is second. These two people have achieved remarkable results. They will probably be able to reduce the weight of brain cells by about 15% tomorrow morning." Liao Xingxue said respectfully, "Other students are very diligent, but the effect Worse."
"Okay, the first place will stop when it reaches 20%, and one point will be given for each point."
"Understood!" Liao Xingxue paused, "There is another special situation today. Song He produced a lot of mutated brain cells."
"Huh?" The tone on the phone was obviously rising.
"He has been working on the microscope all afternoon and all night. I just went over and took a look. They were all kinds of weird mutant cells. They were quite spectacular, but they probably have no academic value. I advised him not to waste too much time." Liao Xingxue laughed. road.
"Don't worry, let him do whatever he wants to do." Xiang Xiaotong suddenly became patient, "Maybe there will be some unexpected results."
Liao Xingxue was slightly stunned, but he still agreed, "I understand, I just suggested it, but I didn't stop him."
"Don't give him advice, let him learn on his own."
The phone hangs up.
Liao Xingxue looked at his phone, thought for a few seconds, then shook his head with a smile.
It can be heard that the boss is very protective of this student, probably because Song He is a genius and has achieved a lot at a young age. The so-called teaching students in accordance with their aptitude cannot be controlled by ordinary people's standards.
However, Liao Xingxue still insisted on his own judgment. The mutated cells created by Song He were pure nonsense, and innovation was not random creation. The boss had never seen it with his own eyes, so he believed that the child's tinkering could produce results.
Liao Xingxue suddenly had a bitter look on his face and lay on the chair with a pale face.
No, thinking too much takes too much energy!
Don't think about it so much. Just follow the boss's orders without thinking. Young people can do whatever they want. Who hasn't been young?
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laboratory.
Song He turned his head and his cervical vertebrae made a snapping sound.
tired!
My bones are weak. At an age when I should be playing ball on the school playground every day, I spend all night in the laboratory. It’s strange that my body is not weak!
He continued to lean over the microscope and observe the sample he had just taken.
The picture in the eyepiece is still full of monsters, with all kinds of mutant cells scattered and intertwined. There is no ugliest, only uglier, and each one is more creative than the other!
Whenever your eyes focus on a cell, data or prompts will pop up in front of you.
Song He felt like a policeman on patrol, checking the ID card of a suspect. Every brain cell was suspiciously ugly, so he had to check the data one by one.
Suddenly, a bunch of tightly connected cells appeared above the field of vision.
Unexpectedly, the appearance of this bunch of cells remained unchanged, and they seemed to be unaffected by the mutant spray.
They still maintain their original posture and are closely connected to each other to form brain tissue.
Song He subconsciously wanted to move the slide and pass over this group of unchanged cells.
But suddenly, a reminder jumped into my eyes!
[The rate of neuropeptide secretion increases by 1000%! 】
Song He's face changed drastically, and his vision focused on the group of cells whose appearance had not changed. Soon, similar prompts kept popping up.
[The neuropeptide secretion rate increased by 879%! 】
[Neuropeptide acceptance rate increased by 600%! 】
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Song He has read more than a dozen papers related to neuropeptides. Generally speaking, this field is quite unpopular. It was discovered late and research is difficult. Therefore, humans currently know very little about neuropeptides.
However, this thing is likely to be extremely critical in the field of brain research!
When Song He used artificial brain worms to study monkey brains, he encountered a large amount of clutter that was difficult to distinguish.
Some of the clutter is the noise of the artificial brainworm itself, which was filtered out by his terrifying mathematical skills.
But after removing the noise, the clutter of unknown origin still exists, wandering in the measured data like a ghost!
Now that I think about it, those ghost clutter are probably...neuropeptides!
Some academic papers have speculated that neuropeptides and neurotransmitters are likely to have functional conflicts. The working process is a bit like two opposite hormones, such as glucagon and insulin. One is responsible for raising blood sugar, and the other is responsible for lowering blood sugar. , the two compete with each other to maintain the balance of the body's state.
However, the specific working mode of this negative feedback adjustment loop of competing with each other is quite complicated!
Let’s take glucagon and insulin as an example. The alpha cells of the pancreas secrete glucagon and directly promote the beta cells to secrete insulin through paracrine. At the same time, the beta cells that secrete insulin inhibit glucagon through paracrine.
Is this the end? Far more than that.
The increase and decrease in blood sugar also stimulates the pancreatic islet cells to respond, and there are three accomplices, gastrin, secretin and cholecystokinin, which continuously affect the entire process!
The various hormones are fighting each other, causing chaos and chaos, which is more brain-burning than a locked room murder case. Countless students are killed every year!
Similarly, the specific working relationship between neurotransmitters and neuropeptides is likely to be complex enough to make many scientists want to die.
Song He hesitated for a moment and smiled helplessly.
To be honest, he really didn't want to deal with such a difficult and troublesome subject as neuropeptides.
However, now that we have mutated cells that increase neuropeptide secretion several times, it is a God-given opportunity. It would be a pity not to take advantage of it now!
"That's all, if I don't go to hell, who will?" The young man sighed in an old-fashioned way.
He started by removing the neuropeptide mutated cells, placing them in separate culture bottles, and cultivating them in a single room.
There were too few samples, so Song He searched all over the place, looking through all the culture bottles on the right side of the experimental table, looking for similar mutated cells one by one.
It seems that neuropeptide mutations are quite common, and this mutant species likes to get together. It is easy to find a target. In just one hour, we found several large groups, picked them all out, and cultivated them in a single room!
He took out labels and affixed them to 10 new culture bottles. He used a gel pen to write the word "peptide" on each label.
He touched the experimental diary next to him, turned to a new page, and scribbled down a few lines.
"Capture a mutated brain nerve cell with abnormal neuropeptide secretion and culture it in a new bottle."
"The new experimental cells are tentatively named: peptide cells!"
"Experimental goal: to explore the working mode of neuropeptides and push the scientific community's understanding of neuropeptides one step forward!"
Putting down the pen and closing the experimental diary, Song He yawned.
Leave some time first to let the peptide cells grow!
He walked to the experimental table nearby, pulled Xi Yanfan's chair over, and put it together with his own chair to make a simple hard bed.
Lie down on the chair and bed, hang your legs on the ground, and sleep!
An hour later, wake up.
It was indeed uncomfortable to sleep on the chair. When Song He sat up, his spine crackled.
He took the culture bottle with the word "peptide" on it, took a sample, and took a look with a microscope to make sure that the peptide cells were alive and well. Then he turned around and walked to the corner of the laboratory to put on the instrument!
The technology being used now is neuropeptide fluorescent probes.
This technology was first developed by Li Yulong's team at Peking University. This person is known as the "Probe Prince" or "Probe Maniac". He has successively developed a lot of weird probes, such as acetylcholine fluorescent probes, dopamine probes, etc. Fluorescent probe, norepinephrine fluorescent probe...
When Song He led the team to conduct short-sleep tablets at the Ruoqiang base, Ji Tianhe and his team applied for several sets of probe equipment and used them every day. I have to say that these devices are all very easy to use. Li Yulong is like a legendary craftsman who builds magic weapons. All kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds are used, and they are all popular in the industry.
Soon, the probe equipment was connected and connected to the computer nearby, and it was ready.
However, Song He did not start work, and the probe alone was not enough.
He walked to the black storage cabinet in the corner of the laboratory and entered the password.
The cabinet door popped open with a beep, and he bent down and took out a large glass jar from the bottom of the cabinet, which was filled with dusty liquid.
Artificial brainworm!
Inject a few drops of artificial brainworm into the sample, merge the data into the computer, and start testing!
The cooling fan of the laboratory computer rustled, and data popped up crazily on the screen!
On the left is data from neuropeptide probes, and on the right is data from artificial brainworms.
The data on both sides is noisy, with messy pixels jumping around, line charts shaking like crazy, and numbers blowing out!
"I'm going, what are you doing?" Song He was dumbfounded.
After a moment, he realized that the sample he put into the instrument for testing was neither a standard brain nor even a brain slice, but a bunch of mutated and scattered brain cells. It was a shame that the data could be beautiful.
Taking a deep breath, Song He opened the data processing software and imported the real-time data.
There is only one key task right now, noise reduction!
There is too much noise in the collected data, and the noise must be removed in order to obtain useful brain cell data!
After taking a mental arithmetic capsule, Song He hit the keyboard with flying hands and started working conscientiously.
Before I knew it, I was typing on the keyboard until dawn.
Data denoising is only half done, and there is still another half.
Song He was so tired that his brain ached. In other teams, this kind of data noise reduction work would be done by a large group of people, and it would take several days to complete it. At this moment, he was working alone, and his brain power was squeezed to the limit!
"Vice president came so early?" A surprised voice sounded from the door, "You didn't stay away all night, right?"
Song He nodded, lying on the screen staring at the data, typing away with his hands.
"You stayed up all night? What are you busy with?" Xi Yanfan's eyes were shocked and extremely curious.
"Do data."
"Can I take a look? I'm just curious, I won't plagiarize your work."
"You do not understand."
"Vice president, don't look down on me, I'm very good at math!"
"Then come and take a look. I'll make sure you don't say anything." Song He smiled.
Xi Yanfan received permission and hurriedly ran over and put her head next to the screen. Her face, which had been so brave a second ago, suddenly became serious, and she pursed her lips and stared at it for a long time.
"Can you understand?" Song He tilted his head and looked at her.
Xi Yanfan fell silent, his face flushed, and he turned away as if nothing had happened.
Song He took the opportunity to laugh, and he received hundreds of resentments.
"Vice President, don't be complacent. The homework will be accepted in half an hour. My brain cells have become as thin as lightning. I will end the game today!" Xi Yanfan snorted.
When Song He heard it, he suddenly remembered something.
He quickly ran back to his experimental station, took out a culture bottle, took a sample and put it under the microscope.
The cells in this culture bottle are lean cells that were randomly screened out from mutated cells yesterday. They are visibly thin and have extremely low lipid and cholesterol accumulation!
At this moment, under the eyepiece, one can see that these skinny cells are still alive, weak and stubborn.
"President, do you want to bet?" Song He suddenly said.
"Betting?" Xi Yanfan raised his head from behind the experimental table next door, "What are you betting on? A Rubik's Cube?"
"Are you a master of the Rubik's Cube?" Song He was speechless, "Bet on today's homework acceptance, my score can surpass yours!"
"It's impossible!" Xi Yanfan was very confident, "What are you betting on?"
"If you lose, let me try it again later for good luck." Song He said, "What happens if I lose? It's up to you."
"You can only cross your arms, not in other positions!" Xi Yanfan's face turned red.
"I'm a gentleman, what do you think of me!" Song He was surprised.
Xi Yanfan looked at him suspiciously and nodded, "Okay, if you lose, you have to help me recruit 20 people from the Rubik's Cube Club!"
Song He raised his hand and made an OK gesture, then returned to the instrument in the corner and continued to take data.
(Today’s chapter is long, two chapters is equivalent to three chapters!)