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One year later, I conducted a large number of experiments and comparisons with the professor, and finally figured out the proportion of a 101-caffeine component that can extend human lifespan to 150 years.
But after the professor published the results to the world, I found that he didn't mention my name in the research report, even though I was the one who made the discovery. I worked day and night on the research experiments.
Damn it, I really misjudged him. How could he be such a hypocritical person? At the award ceremony for human contribution, I watched the professor giving a speech and taking all the credit for the results, and I was so angry that I gritted my teeth.
Halfway through the awards ceremony, I angrily left.
I returned to the lab in a huff and started drinking alone. After a few hours, the professor also returned and patted my shoulder, asking, "What's wrong with you?"
I sneered, "No, I'm glad you received this Lifetime Contribution Award for Humanity. I'm proud to have a mentor like you..."
Just as I finished speaking, the door suddenly burst open with a loud bang, and four or five men in black masks rushed into the research institute, brandishing knives in their hands.
I sobered up instantly, and the professor also reacted immediately, pulling me and running to the room of the laboratory. There were men behind us who started shooting directly, and a burst of bullets swept over. The professor and I instantly fell to the ground, and the experimental glass above us exploded, with shards continuously hitting my face.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, several men grabbed the professor and me, throwing us onto chairs and binding us tightly.
One of the masked men pinched the professor's face and coldly asked, "Old man, where is the kind of medicine you provided?"
In my panic, I felt a bit of schadenfreude; the professor was quite defiant. He spat and replied, "In your mother's womb!"
"Damn it!" The man cursed and then knocked the professor out with a punch.
Then the man turned his gaze towards me, and I smirked, "Don't worry, I'll cooperate with whatever you want to do."
The man laughed loudly and pulled down his mask: "I know you. I've been following you for a long time. This old man has taken all the credit for himself. I also want to be honest and cooperate with you. We are from Amway Pharmaceutical Company, specializing in health products. We have a presence both domestically and internationally. As long as you provide us with the formula for the medicine you have, we can directly replicate and mass-produce it. We must be the first to sell it. I will not shortchange you on the money."
"Okay. In addition, for each unit sold, I want three percentage points."
"Hahaha, okay, let's cooperate happily," the man reached out his hand to me.
I looked at my tied-up shoulder and thought, "Screw you," then extended my foot instead.
Two days later.
I didn't tell the professor that I had given one of the pills away at the time. I only said that I was determined to die rather than submit, and then I was knocked unconscious.
The professor was also completely convinced and began arranging mass production, as well as scheduling another round of clinical trials with volunteer elderly patients before use.
The next evening, there was an extra ten million in my bank account.
I clicked my tongue and pried open a bottle of champagne on the table. The foam burst out instantly, that was the expanding joy.
At this moment, my phone rang, and it was the professor calling.
"Hello, what's up, my dear professor."
He sounded very anxious: "Something bad has happened, something bad has happened. Pack your bags quickly tonight and get ready to leave."
"What's wrong?" I became puzzled, as I had never seen him so panicked before.
"Our 101 caffeine compound had issues in the clinical trials. I just remembered that I might have added too much of the ingredient because of my Parkinson's tremors. Now those elderly people have taken it. The higher-ups will definitely not let us researchers off the hook for this. We need to run...”
I was taken aback. “What are the consequences? At worst, everyone will live to be 200 years old.”
"No, um..."
Before the professor on the other end could finish speaking, I saw an urgent news report on the television: at 8:20 PM, a Zombie Tide broke out at the Rico Research Institute in the city...
My whole body was trembling, thinking that the health product company had already rushed to produce the medicine, I felt that this was truly an irreparable situation.
I threw away the champagne and rushed into the room, shouting, "Dad, Dad, get up quickly, your son is in big trouble..."
But I instantly felt something was wrong. I could see that my father's eyes were completely white, and his whole body stiffly crawled over, suddenly rushing at me, and fiercely biting my neck.
I only felt a warmth in my neck, blood spraying out, falling to the ground convulsing uncontrollably. In that moment of blurred consciousness, I saw a bottle of Amway health products on the bedside table...
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