In the Special Department's lab, Lou Lan was testing those drinks.
The printer chattered away, spitting out report after report, with the final data basically all the same.
Lou Lan's face was grim. "I didn't expect their tech to be this advanced. It's practically impossible to guard against."
Little Taotie lay sprawled on the table, a bit drowsy. "Is it D?"
Lou Lan nodded. "If you're sleepy, go crash."
"No way, I still have to study! This is so awesome—just fiddle around like this and that, pour things back and forth between test tubes, and you can figure out the components!"
"Looks like you're really into this."
Little Taotie nodded hard, her big eyes sparkling.
"Didn't you say you want to be an archaeologist when you grow up? What, changing your dream now?"
"Archaeology needs chemical experiments too!"
"So you haven't changed it after all." Lou Lan said, sounding slightly disappointed.
