Ning Shu nodded: "Cows aren't afraid at all. Their stomachs are very willful. If one is wasted, there are still three more!"
Jiang Yao thought for a moment: "So that's why milk needs to be pasteurized before drinking it."
Qian Qian looked at Jiang Yao's chest: "Not all milk needs to be pasteurized, right?"
"That's right!"
Lu Zhe nodded: "Additionally, pasteurization kills all bacteria indiscriminately, not just the harmful ones but also the beneficial ones. And fresh cow's milk won't ferment without any bacteria present, it will just go bad directly, so you still need to add lactic acid bacteria separately."
Shen Bing nodded and said, "It would be great if we had some yogurt, even just a tiny bit. With the current temperature, the bacterial colony could propagate rapidly. But we have absolutely none, so we need to think of other methods."
Ning Shu cupped her chin thoughtfully: "So we can only use stuff from our mouths or intestines?"
Jiang Yao said helplessly: "It feels kind of uncomfortable."
Shen Bing said: "Think positively. The world's first lactic acid bacterial spores were isolated from animal feces."
Jiang Yao turned pale with fright: "So you mean all the lactic acid products we eat are from..."
Ning Shu and Qian Qian shrieked.
Shen Bing shook his head: "Most lactic acid bacteria we eat nowadays are industrially extracted from cleaner sources, such as napa cabbage which is rich in lactic acid bacteria. But I also know that female students from a certain industrial university successfully extracted lactic acid bacteria from their stockings and made yogurt with it."
Qian Qian blushed and said: "Then...do you still need my socks?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "With our current conditions, we simply cannot isolate lactic acid bacteria. And different media may introduce other types of bacteria, like E.coli, Staphylococcus, Bifidobacterium etc., some good and some bad.
Different people also have different gut flora compositions, some people's extracts are suitable for making yogurt while others' are not!"
"Then what should we do?"
"Do it in batches!" Lu Zhe took out some tin cans: "Luckily we have a lot of milk. Now Sea Swallow produces over ten jin (5kg) of milk per day. By the way, apart from drinking, there's a lot left over. What have you guys been doing with it?"
Jiang Yao blushed: "Washing our faces and feet..."
Lu Zhe nodded: "Guys, we're surviving on a deserted island, and you're using milk to wash your feet?"
"We can't drink it all, so what else can we do?"
Lu Zhe thought for a while. Without a way to preserve the excess milk, other than pouring it away, using it to wash up is still more valuable.
Washing faces and feet, nourishing the skin, is indeed better than just throwing it out.
"How come you don't wash me too?"
"You're a guy, why would you wash with milk too?"
"No, you guys got the conversation off track again." Lu Zhe used his paratrooper knife to slice a tin can cleanly down the middle, making the bottom into a small aluminum cup.
"Since we still have a lot of milk, we can make 20-something small aluminum cups like this. After sterilizing the milk, pour it into the small cups, then inoculate with different bacterial sources. See which cup of milk ferments into the best yogurt. Then we can culture that lactic acid bacteria strain for yogurt making. We can even make milk tofu in the future."
Ning Shu frowned: "I understand everything else, but what do you mean by inoculating with different bacterial sources?"
Lu Zhe explained: "First, number these improvised aluminum cups. Cup one use Class Leader's saliva, cup two use Class Leader's intestinal extract, cup three use Jiang Yao's saliva, cup four use Jiang Yao's intestinal extract, and so on...
Because everyone has a different constitution, the bacterial flora composition also differs between body parts and between people. This is also one reason for differences in body odor. Therefore, the quality of the resulting yogurt will also differ.
And for bacterial inoculation, it's not limited to just the above two sources. Sweaty areas like armpits and between the toes may also contain lactic acid bacteria colonies that can be used for inoculation."

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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”