After passing through a long corridor bathed in white light and undergoing another disinfection, Yusuf Zuck finally entered a glass house filled with many instruments, as well as the research personnel waiting there.
Devin King and Whitley Ortiz automatically retreated to a corner of the room, sitting down on a row of chairs.
"Alright, Yusuf Zuck, good day. Now, please hand over a drop of your solution to us. Just drop it into this vessel here," said a researcher wearing a mask as he gestured for Yusuf Zuck to dispense his solution into a vessel on the laboratory table.
At the same time, many had prepped in advance, because the moment Yusuf Zuck's solution appeared, they would begin decomposition and analysis as quickly as possible.
"Okay." Yusuf Zuck nodded, walked to the line of laboratory tables, and dripped the purple liquid into one of the vessels.