Shanghai Jiao Tong University's future entrustment app: I will take my motherland flying.

Chapter 33 167 Tombstones Genetic Modification Fluid
2028 is a parallel universe where medical technology is developing rapidly.

It was a barren mountain called Tuliang, and a helicopter slowly landed on a relatively flat area.

After a while, a dignified old lady in her eighties was carefully helped down. Behind her were several soldiers, whose posture and manner clearly indicated that they were protecting the old lady.

"Academician Wen, please take it easy." The nanny carefully helped her forward.

The old lady didn't seem to be very agile, but she still insisted on walking step by step.

Once she had stopped, the nanny followed her gaze.

Before me, on this desolate mountain, stood about a hundred tombstones. Some were close together, while others were far apart. Upon closer inspection, it gave the impression that the entire mountain was covered with tombstones.

These tombstones have stood here for quite some time.

In front of some tombstones, it seemed that someone had come; there were no weeds and even flowers in front of the tombstones, and the words on the tombstones seemed to have been rewritten and looked very new. But in other tombstones, the weeds had grown even taller than the tombstones, making them look very desolate and lonely.

Thinking about why these tombstones were erected here, the nanny sighed slightly.

Soon, the caregiver helped the old lady to stand in front of three tombstones, on which were engraved three names: Wei Chengxi, Xia Ning, and Wei Yu'an.

The nanny slowly backed away, seemingly unwilling to disturb them.

The old woman stepped forward, her wrinkled, aged, and thin hand gently stroking the names on the tombstones one by one. It was as if she was not stroking the cold tombstones, but stroking her own children.

Those were indeed her children, her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson—a family of three.

Tears rolled silently down her cheeks, and the old woman's voice choked with sobs, "Chengxi, Aning, Mom is here. An'an, Grandma has come to see you. How are you doing over there?"

The old man's grief also affected those around him, and their gazes all fell on the hundred or so tombstones.

If you count carefully, you'll find that there are 167 tombstones, and 167 names on each tombstone.

Those are the deaths from the plane crash in Wuxi 10 years ago; there were young people, elderly people, and children among them…

No one survived.

Academician Wen's only son and his family of three were on that plane.

Academician Wen is an important academician of the National Institute of Medical Research. Over the years, he has developed countless medical research projects.

Especially after her husband passed away, she devoted herself entirely to scientific research.

Academician Wen had only one son, Wei Chengxi, who was born when he was almost forty years old. Wei Chengxi was mediocre in scientific research, but he was quite accomplished in music.

Academician Wen also doted on him, allowing him to study music abroad.

Later, when Wei Chengxi was in his thirties, he got married and had children, which made Academician Wen extremely happy.

They remember it clearly: it was November 17th, 10 years ago. On that day, Mr. Wei said he would bring his wife and children back by plane.

Because the 19th is Academician Wen's birthday, and they are coming to celebrate her birthday.

From the day he learned about it, Academician Wen had been looking forward to it.

But what they received was news that the plane from Xicheng had crashed in Tuliangshan on the evening of the 17th.

Of the 167 people on board, including the crew, none survived.

Upon hearing the news, Academician Wen fainted, and even after being rescued, he fell seriously ill.

It seems that from that time onward, Academician Wen's originally healthy body gradually deteriorated.

Now, 10 years have passed since that incident.

Only those close to Academician Wen know how the old lady endured these past 10 years. If it weren't for the research projects she was working on, she might have already passed away along with her son and his family.

Since last year, Academician Wen has been hospitalized several times, and doctors said that her body could not hold on much longer.

This year may be the last time Academician Wen visits Tu Liangshan. The desolate Tu Liangshan seems to have only grass, trees and tombstones. Apart from them, no one can be seen on the whole mountain. Yet, the whole mountain is also full of people.

A gentle breeze blew by, caressing the old man's graying hair and the tears streaming down his wrinkled face, as if someone were silently responding to something.

The old lady slowly took out her phone.

In a place unseen by the nanny and others, the phone screen flashed, displaying the words "Future Outsourcing App".

If she could, she wished Chengxi and Aning could come back to life, and she wished her little grandson could run into her arms and call her Grandma affectionately.

If she could, she would wish for all these tombstones to disappear, for all the living people to come back to life, and for all the broken families behind them to be reunited.

She would be willing to pay any price for that.

As night fell, the old lady looked up at the star-studded sky, as if gazing across the stars back to a time 10 years ago.

Meanwhile, in 2018, in Shaxi Village, it was evening.

In her room, Song Zhining sat by the window, gazing at the dazzling starry sky outside while looking at a new commission on her phone.

【时间：2028年11月16日15点34分

Client: Wen Congyun

Request: At 8:35 PM on November 17, 2018, a plane from Xicheng will crash into Tuliang Mountain. All 167 people on board will perish. If possible, please prevent the crash and save my son and his family, as well as countless other families shattered by the crash.

When Song Zhining glanced at the request, she was terrified.

It turned out that she was entrusted with preventing the plane from crashing.

It was a plane crash.

Song Zhining had seen news about plane crashes before, and almost every plane crash resulted in no survivors.

Behind that lies the story of countless broken families.

Every air disaster has drawn nationwide attention and sorrow.

And now, another plane crash is about to happen, just two days from now on the 17th.

With so many lives involved, Song Zhining couldn't treat this as an ordinary commission this time.

She had to find a way to prevent the plane from taking off, no matter what.

Song Zhi Ning carefully reviewed the details of the commission, her brows furrowing with anger and her lips pressed tightly together. Who could have imagined that the plane crash that took so many lives was caused by that tiny thing and the selfishness of certain people?

It took a while for Song Zhining's anger to gradually subside.

Only then did she have the mind to check the deposit payment.

When Song Zhi Ning saw what the deposit reward was, her eyes lit up with joy.

[Gene Modification Fluid: Function 1: Repairs damage and ailments throughout the body, promoting health and longevity. Function 2: Randomly mutates a specific portion of genes, enhancing it by 50%-200%, with no side effects.]

[Ding! The deposit has been sent to the site administrator's account. Please check.]

Song Zhining took out her bag and quickly pulled out a vial of clear liquid with a hint of light blue. The light blue tint was barely noticeable unless you looked closely.

Song Zhining looked at the instructions for the gene-modifying fluid again; this tube contained 100ml.

Just 10ml is enough to transform a person; it can be added to water or other food.

"This tube contains 100ml, so doesn't that mean it can modify the genes of 10 people?" Song Zhi Ning's breathing became slightly rapid.

"Could this app be sentient, knowing what I need and sending me the corresponding reward?" Song Zhining murmured.

(End of this chapter)