"Look, just to make it clear," one team member said, though he too was there for the spectacle, "we've already advised you not to mess around. If anything dangerous happens, it has nothing to do with us." Seeing Lin Feng really about to make a move, he thought it over and decided to offer a word of caution. If something truly dangerous happened, at least he could say it wasn't his fault.
Qian Xiaomao watched Lin Feng nervously, her own heart pounding. Brother Lin was asking for trouble, wasn't he? Dealing with chemicals was so dangerous—an accidental error could easily cause an explosion. Is this really something we logistics staff should be doing? We're only here to understand the situation. Such specialized work should be left to the professional cleanup crew.
Thinking this, Qian Xiaomao kept silent but secretly decided that if anything seemed amiss, he would grab Lin Feng and rush out immediately. That was what truly mattered.
"Then there's no problem. The chemicals I'm using are non-toxic," Lin Feng replied to Wang Bin, ignoring the snide remarks from the professional cleaning crew members.
Standing at the workbench, Lin Feng reached for some clean test tubes and a large beaker, then started to rapidly select various chemical reagents.
Normally, when mixing chemical reagents, the dosage requirements are quite strict. Sometimes a little too much could cause an excessive reaction, or the resulting product might be impure, while too little might result in an incomplete reaction. Therefore, to control the dosage accurately, one would need to use measuring cups, graduated cylinders, or pipettes.
However, Lin Feng didn't use any of these instruments but instead poured chemicals directly into the test tubes. With a test tube in each hand, he began adding reagents by feel to the large beaker, concocting new chemicals.
Wang Bin, originally curious about Lin Feng mixing his own chemical reagents and wondering what he was up to—was it to solve the problem?—thought it all quite absurd. This was impossible; the two things were completely different matters.
But when Lin Feng began mixing, Wang Bin felt the urge to curse. What was this madness? No one would mix chemicals like that, not even high school students would make such mistakes. Wasn't he just causing chaos without using measuring cups for precise dosing? Were his hands and eyes really that accurate? This was simply a waste of chemical reagents.
It wasn't just wasteful; even with non-toxic reagents, problems could easily arise, potentially dangerous ones.
Just as Wang Bin was about to intervene against such an unstandardized behavior, Lin Feng had already adeptly concocted half a beaker of pale yellow liquid, then walked over to the drain and poured the liquid straight down it.
"Gurgle... bubble… boom…"
No sooner had the liquid entered the drain than a noise like a bursting balloon followed by a billow of white smoke surged from the drain, rapidly filling the entire lab. The already pungent odor became even more intense, making everyone's eyes water.
Most importantly, the white fog that billowed forth had given everyone the alarming impression of a chemical explosion.
"Not good... run..." Two of the cleaning crew members immediately lunged to the floor.
"Cough cough..." Outside of those wearing masks, everyone couldn't help but begin coughing.
"You... you... you're crazy, you want to get us all killed!" Li Tao yelled furiously, truly panicked.
"What... what are you doing?" Wang Bin furrowed his brow. The young man's actions were too fast; he hadn't even had time to ask what the liquid was before it was dumped down the drain, and seeing the rising white smoke, he grew alarmed as well.
"Brother Lin, quick, let's get out! If it's no good, we'll call the fire department. Come, follow me out," Qian Xiaomao said, quickly pulling Lin Feng with him, thinking to himself that they were really in trouble this time. It was bad before with just the smell, but if it caught fire or exploded, losing their jobs would be the least of their worries—a criminal charge would be a major problem.
"What are you adding? If you don't know how to do it, then don't touch it, why mess around?" At this point, seeing that there was no explosion, the professional cleaning team members were also extremely upset. Already frustrated, they all started to lash out at Lin Feng.
The release of the smell was sudden. With all the lab's doors and windows open, everyone could see plumes of white smoke billowing from the windows. It was a sight that filled onlookers with dread, especially coupled with the loud noises coming from within.
Upset, the students and teachers below panicked, desperately moving back, fearing any danger.
"Oh my god, Teacher Lin is still inside, isn't he? He won't be in trouble, will he?" Ye Xiaoyu said, pulling Mao Rongrong back as she spoke.
"There shouldn't be anything wrong. After all, everyone here belongs to the school. They can't let a teacher be in danger, can they?" Mao Rongrong answered, but she was worried, afraid that Ye Xiaoyu's fatalistic words were true. Hold on, why should I be afraid? I have no special relationship with Lin Feng...
"What are we going to do, Sister Rongrong? If Teacher Lin is in danger, what will you do?" Ye Xiaoyu blurted out another shocker, as if implying Mao Rongrong had just gotten married and would soon be a widow.
"Huh... what did you say? Why do you always drag me into it?" Mao Rongrong was speechless. Faced with her friend who frequently let slip such sensational comments, she chose to take direct action, pinching Ye Xiaoyu's face.
"Will you stop spouting nonsense now?" Mao Rongrong was very angry, thinking to herself that she had nothing to do with Lin Feng, and even if there was something, there was no need for such a grandiose announcement.
"Ow... it hurts. Sister Rongrong, I know I was wrong. Please let go, I won't dare to do it again in the future." Ye Xiaoyu looked at Mao Rongrong with tears in her eyes and a look of infinite grievance, thinking to herself that Sister Rongrong had never been physical before. It had never happened before— but it really hurt...
After releasing her grip on Ye Xiaoyu, Mao Rongrong's gaze returned to the mist-shrouded laboratory, her heart still worried about Lin Feng's safety, and she couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyu, do you think there could really be any danger in there?"
Ye Xiaoyu, while rubbing her face and feeling very wronged, murmured softly, "You say it doesn't matter yet you're still concerned, there probably isn't anything wrong, otherwise, go and see for yourself."
Just as she finished speaking, she saw Mao Rongrong's threatening hand again, and scared, Ye Xiaoyu quickly dodged to the side and didn't dare to speak anymore.
"What's going on up ahead, are those people you sent in?" Although they were far away, Vice Principal Ning and the others could still see the billowing white smoke, feeling like it was about to ignite. Vice Principal Ning's expression became even more somber.
No sooner had they sent people in than white smoke billowed out, accompanied by a loud disturbance—the situation had clearly worsened, and drastically so.
Vice Principal Ning's expression, too, began to look extremely ugly as it worsened.
"Principal... I... I'll go take a look," Chen Yun's heart sank, thinking that this looked bad. Although he was also very worried now, it was necessary for him to step up at times like this.
"It must be that Lin Feng; he just talked back earlier when I instructed him. He forgot the task assigned to him yet claimed I hadn't given him one, and the moment he went inside, everything went south. Young people have no experience and are unreliable in their work, acting high and mighty as if the logistics department cannot contain him. I've long felt there was something off about him," Zhao Jian saw an opportunity and immediately perked up, hurrying to Vice Principal Ning's side to speak.
Zhao Jian thought to himself that he'd just been wondering how to pin the blame on Lin Feng when such a good chance presented itself. If he didn't seize the opportunity now, when would he? By shifting all the blame onto Lin Feng's shoulders, he would be clear of any responsibility when the leaders started to seek accountability. Thinking about it, Zhao Jian felt more and more impressed with himself for reacting so swiftly, seamlessly placing the blame on Lin Feng. He was indeed very smart.
Vice Principal Ning snorted coldly, not in the mood to bother with these things now. If a serious accident really occurred, even he would be responsible.
Meanwhile, inside the laboratory, Li Tao, Wang Bin, and the others were all seething with rage, angrily staring at Lin Feng.
Young man, inexperienced and unreliable at work.
Since arriving, he'd been acting recklessly, touching things he didn't understand, and thank goodness there hadn't been an explosion or fire—how would he take responsibility then?
"Get him out of here immediately, and tell your school's leaders, if he continues to cause trouble, we won't be responsible for the consequences," Li Tao said angrily.
"You, come with me first. As for this matter..." Wang Bin was also frowning and speaking angrily.
"Alright, let's immediately turn on the lab's ventilation equipment. Just ventilate the air, and things will be fine," Lin Feng ignored Li Tao and Wang Bin, and went straight out to turn on the ventilation.
All good?
What a joke, everything's a mess now.
What on earth is this guy thinking, spewing nonsense at a time like this? Everyone around him was staring at him in shock.
Just then, as a portion of the fumes dispersed from the windows and doors, and after the ventilation equipment was turned on, the smoke quickly dissipated, and the pungent smell in the room also began to fade. The expressions on the faces of the sanitation crew, which had been full of ridicule and scorn, froze—how could this be possible?
Nobody knew who started, but as masks began to be removed, and even though there was still some smell, it was clearly getting better, to the point where even Li Tao took off his mask.
This… this… how is this possible?
How did he do it? Everyone was staring at Lin Feng with faces full of disbelief, as if they were looking at a monster. Even a professional cleaning company would struggle with such an incident.
The problem that had been previously underestimated, which had just moments ago caused someone to pass out, had been seemingly effortlessly resolved by Lin Feng, who had simply mixed some chemical agents and then poured them down the drain, producing a puff of white smoke—and it was resolved.
This was too miraculous. If it weren't for having seen Lin Feng mixing the agents with their own eyes, if Lin Feng didn't appear to be a regular person, Wang Bin would have really suspected him of being some kind of supernatural creature—it was too inconceivable! Who exactly was he? Too powerful! If he worked in professional cleaning, he reckoned other companies would definitely go bankrupt.