Late into the night.
Tang Yue sat on a chair wrapped in clothes and blankets. The white mist he breathed out swirled under the dim light.
He began his second attempt. This time he didn't dare use too many seeds. As an experimental planting, he only used two. He was afraid of any spontaneous deaths using one, while two could guarantee a sufficient number of samples.
The two seeds were inside the cassette box, the hotbed that Tang Yue had specially prepared himself. They were to produce two brand new lives.
These two newborn sprouts would pave the way for their brothers and sisters.
The final outcome was hard to tell, but there was a high chance of failure.
Tang Yue had no way to provide better living conditions. Tang Yue had treated the previous batch of tomato sprouts like the apple of his eye; yet, they failed to survive.
He had decided that if the two tomato sprouts were to die again, he would stop throwing them to their death.
