Heroic Death System

Since the first sample was analyzed, researchers have frequently sought samples from Sankoh. He had also done his own analysis, and he was not convinced that the loss of these experts would be higher than that of him. Therefore, it was strictly stated that there were no excess samples, so please use them sparingly.

They could be given three final samples and must be provided with an analysis of each sample.

The researchers had no choice but to leave, then finally quiet, and the sample analysis reports were sent from time to time. Sample analysis is only the first step, followed by powder production, calculation of proportions, dissolution formulation, repeated experiments, etc., which will be a long and tedious process.

Seriously, meticulously and after several contacts, it gradually gained the approval of other researchers to formally join the group.

Lu Xiufan was also worried that bringing Shan into this far away from the city would make him feel bored, and instead he was bored. Previously, every time he came back, Jean-Claude would always come to greet him in the first place, and now all he could see was the old butler's face and a cool room.

Lu Xiufan looked at the researchers discussing the results of the experiment and said that they were not very happy with each other? How come it's only been a few days? It has even succeeded in locating laboratories that researchers consider off-limits.

“My lord, you're back.” A slightly older researcher first discovered Lu Xiufan and rose to welcome him.

Another researcher next to him said, "Did you come to Ozawa? This part of our work has been completed, please take Ozawa with you. ”

Lu Xiufan remembered the day before yesterday that this guy also expressed strong dissatisfaction with him bringing an outsider to Ann □ □.

“Working hours are not over.” You can talk about it.

When the voice had just fallen, everyone else had cast a "pity” on him: the child, working without regard to his own man. How does that work? Hurry up and soothe him. Better lock him up in his room for another three days and three nights.

The working attitude of these days has been unanimously endorsed by other researchers. I used to think he was Lu Shufan's bed - companion, but now I think they're perfect for each other.

“Who says working hours aren't over?” The old researcher clicked on the virtual clock several times, jumping 30 minutes straight forward, exactly one minute more than expected.

Jenko: … Is it really okay to do this in front of the big boss?

Lu Xiufan: Worthy of being an expert, thinking is flexibility.

Lu Xiufan gave the researcher an appreciative look and then left the lab with Shanko.

As they left, researchers gathered immediately to speculate that they would stay in the room for a few days, or make a dirty - trivial laugh… I have to say, these research-spirited professionals gossip more than street aunties.

Nor did Lu Xiufan live up to all expectations, having spent the entire four days with Shankorn - Love - wrapped up, breaking the record of the previous three days.

In the early morning, several researchers woke up, pushed open the window and were immediately attracted to the view outside the window.

On the eastern horizon, there is a bright silk bright light, a cool breeze with humidity swept across a sea of purple flowers, and the crystalline dew sparkled with an impressive light, and the big white dog snowball swept in the flowers. Two long shadows stroll together in a glorious morning light, like an inky painting.

“Alas, should I also find a lover to make love to?” A researcher from the fourth quarter of the year had a sudden emotion.

The audience is full of attention: you look like you already have a wife!

Living in isolation from the villa, life is calm and relaxing and a year passes unconsciously. Substantial progress has finally been made in the study of brain rehydration, and with the cooperation of all, five drugs have been successfully formulated and will soon enter the experimental phase of the human body.

It is clear that it is unlikely that they will be able to fully replicate the supplementary cerebral fluid, hoping only to achieve the desired results, without significant side effects. Comparative analyses of the five agents and the supplementary cerebral fluid can be carried out separately, which are already very close in pharmacological terms, particularly agent No. 5, with almost 92 per cent similarity. But its efficacy cannot be accurately judged until it has been clinically tested.

While the researchers were discussing an application for an experimenter's assignment, they could suddenly say, "Let me do it. ”

“What?” People don't know, so.

“I am a keeper of the covenant," he said calmly. ”

Everyone was stunned. He's a covenant keeper? After spending so much time together, they didn't even see it!

Apart from a little facial paralysis, a little punctuality, a little oligarchy, a little chill, a little calm, where like a covenant keeper?

He thinks clearly and does things in a structured manner. Although he is not very proactive, he also has questions and answers. Others occasionally joke about him, and he can take a few sentences. Like the last time someone asked him, what did His Royal Highness do? He replied, "Up and down, up and down, back and forth." This answer immediately impressed the researchers.

However, this seemingly healthy big boy is a mentally disabled watchdog? Others thought he was a little cold-blooded, and now they know he can't express his feelings.

“Let me be the experimenter. What do you think?” Yet another question was asked.

“No!”

“No way!”

The opposition was voiced by researchers in the lab and by Lu Shufan, who had just entered the lab.

Lu Xiufan looked uncomfortable and came to Sangkou. "I will find some of my life-long keepers. You are not allowed to personally take risks. ”

Others nodded.

“Okay.” Not yet.

As a result, Lu Xiufan did not relax his vigilance and privately instructed other researchers to help supervise him so that he would not have access to the finished medicines alone. In the evening, he demanded that he could obey orders and obey orders until he was exhausted...

Five days later, Lu Xiufan brought five adherents, some 33 years old and under, whose brains had begun to degenerate and whose cells could not regenerate, and who were soon dying.

The researchers first performed a series of physical examinations before officially preparing for human experiments.

Prior to the experiment, there was general optimism that even if the drug did not work well, it would not accelerate the deterioration.

The experimenter who took Agent No. 1 did, in the first few days, gradually repair the brain damage and regain the life of the brain cells, looking at the imminent restoration of function, but suddenly died on the seventh day.

The first experiment took a human life, which hit the fellows so hard that the second experiment was delayed. The delay was six months, until one of the four remaining experimenters was dying, and everyone started the second experiment.

Pharmaceutical No. 2 has been modified several times, this time not to cause sudden death, but to restore the dying experimenter a few moments, but only for a little over half a month, after which he still has not escaped the fate of aging death.

The results, however, gave the fellows some confidence.

In the third experiment, medication No. 5 could have been requested, and there was no objection.

However, just as they were about to begin, the study group was reported to them by some poorly intentioned individuals.

After several discussions, the Queen sent Prince Lu Xiuqi, or Lu Xiufan's brother, to verify the situation. In fact, he walked past the scene. After all, the experiment project was approved by the Queen in private. The reason it was not made public was mainly because he feared causing unnecessary peace and trouble.

Lu Xiuqi walked out of the palace under the crowd of guards and suddenly felt a tingle in the back of his neck as he was preparing to board the car. He reached out and touched and found nothing abnormal, so he boarded the car on his own.

Coming to the hilltop villa, Lu Xiufan and others have long been waiting at the door.

A few of them went to the lab together after a chill. Along the way, Lu Xiuqi looked curiously at him and thought that his brother seemed to have been truthful to him. Otherwise, he would not laboriously study the medicine to treat the covenant keeper. If he could, he sincerely hoped that the experiment would succeed so that Xiufan would not suffer the loss of his beloved in the future.

When the elevator started, Lu Xiuqi felt his brain faint for a while, and he only assumed that it was the discomfort caused by weightlessness and did not care.

A row of people just walked out of the elevator and suddenly heard a cheer coming from inside the lab.

“My lord, we did it!” A researcher rushed over excitedly, ignoring even the protocol, and said aloud, "Agent 5 has achieved the desired effect and the damaged brain has largely recovered its vitality. ”

Lu Xiufan suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and asked softly: “Are you sure his situation won't get worse? ”

“OK!” the researcher answered with great certainty, "The subject recovered very steadily, we observed for two weeks, and today we can finally be sure that Agent 5 has an extraordinary effect on healing the trauma of the adherent. While there is no guarantee that there will be no side effects at all, there is no problem in extending the life span of 5-10 years. ”

Upon hearing his answer, the Lu Shufan dynasty could not hope to return. With this medicine, he could stay with him for the rest of his life.

At this time, the researcher suddenly glanced at the man next to Lu Xiufan, his expression stifled, and then hurried to salute him: “Your Highness, I'm sorry, I'm being rude. ”

Lu Xiuqi laughed: “No need to be polite, I understand your feelings. Would you mind taking me to see what you've achieved? ”

“Of course!” the researcher proudly raised his chest.

Several people walked into the lab and first saw the adherents in the quarantine room. Although he had no expression on his face, his eyes were a bit more impressive than the average observant.

The researcher presented Lu Shuqi with pre- and post-treatment laboratory data on the adherent and gave a lively account of his recovery process.

Everyone's attention was on the researcher and the Quarantine room's adherent. Nobody noticed Lu Shuqi's face was white and his eyes were distracted. When the researcher took them to the brain where all the experimental data were stored, Lu Shuqi suddenly pounced at the researcher and grabbed him in the ear.

“Ah!” The researcher screamed, and the others were stunned.

The laboratory is a confidential institution, with the exception of Lu Xiufan and Lu Xiuqi, whose guards are left outside, and the rest are all members of the experimental team.

Lu Xiufan reacted promptly and quickly rushed towards Lu Xiufan. Another figure, rushing towards brains and instruments not far away, intends to move them to a safe place.

Lu Shuqi, in a state of madness, was incredibly powerful, breaking free from Lu Shufan, then smashed the crowd, copied a chair, and smashed it forwards.

“Don't!" the researchers changed their faces. Lu Xiuqi smashed the chair in the right direction. Their research results over the years were preserved in the mind, and if destroyed, it would be difficult to recover. While most of the previous results have been archived by partitions, the latest ones are not yet ready for transfer.

Seeing that position, at this moment there was a person blocked in front of his mind, the chair was impartial, and he hit the person on the back, making a dull noise. This chair is made of metal and weighs more than forty kilograms and is headed straight toward a person. The damage is conceivable.

“Ozawa!” Lu Xiufan's pupils contracted and watched as he could fall on his mind, spraying a large mouthful of blood, breathing almost stagnant.

The previous moment, he was still thinking about the future of dating his White Prime Minister. The next moment, he saw him fall in front of his eyes...

Jean-Claude felt her spine broken and she was shaking all over. Isn't that what he's trying to push away? Why did he just turn around and get hit by a chair that flew out of the sky? He wasn't going to die at this time!!!

Before his consciousness was blurred, his body was poured into a familiar embrace, with a sad cry in his ear.

Sorry, I finally lost my appointment...