"Phew~~"
Deng Bingcheng took a deep breath, calming the frustration in his heart, and then said in the chat group, "One hundred thousand really isn't enough for anything. But I just want to do a few simple experiments, and for that, it's enough."
Others in the group followed up, saying, "If it's just a few experiments, then there shouldn't be a problem."
"After all, having some funding is better than none!"
"It's good enough if you can get it approved!"
"Don't compare with Academician Zhao, that's an abnormality, we're all normal people."
"Actually, I have an idea, Old Deng the Third, if you really want to do brain nerve research, you could go to Academician Zhao. You're both in the capital anyway. What Academician Zhao does is animal nerve research, which is essentially basic research on neural signal transmission."