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Chapter 647 Why Did He Survive? (First Update!)

The person in the video is struggling frantically. The restraints that ordinary people cannot pull are stretched to their tightest point in this person's hands in an instant.

He was like a ferocious beast from ancient times, frantically pulling at the restraints. Fortunately, the operating table was fixed to the ground, but even so, it was being pulled so hard that it made a loud rattling sound, making people afraid that the operating table would completely fall apart in the next second.

His frantic behavior left the doctors who wanted to help him helpless. The doctor who was giving the injection lunged at the anesthesiologist, grabbed the anesthesiologist's collar, and told the anesthesiologist to prepare the medication quickly.

Even though the body was shaking like a leaf, the anesthesiologist still managed to prepare the anesthetic with his superb skills. The doctor administering the injection snatched the anesthetic, pounced forward, dodged the frantically struggling person, and injected the anesthetic into the neck of the person struggling wildly with a flying needle.

A full injection of anesthetic seemed to have no effect; the person on the operating table was still struggling frantically. The restraints made of high-strength elastic material began to fail at this moment.

Amidst the clanging and ripping of the operating table, the restraints on the left hand failed first, followed by the right.

Seeing that the person was about to break free, the doctor who was giving the injection immediately roared:

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

The roar instantly snapped the group of people in the operating room out of their daze, and they ran towards the door in a panic.

They squeezed through the main door.

The doctor administering the injection and the anesthesiologist walked at the back. Just as the person on the operating table broke free of the abdominal restraints and lunged at them, the two doctors closed the door.

The heavy metal door blocked people out, isolating them from the outside world.

In the video, the doctors have disappeared, leaving only people struggling to get off the operating table.

Compared to when they first met, at this moment, the man's muscles were bulging, his arm muscles looked much larger, and his whole body had a strange purple hue.

It sends chills down the spines of anyone who sees it.

He was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, circling around the operating room, circling and circling.

The man was spinning around, and Adria was counting.

When the opponent spun around for the 20th time, he suddenly turned around, grabbed a metal frame from the operating room, and swung it violently, slamming it against the wall.

The metal frame collided with the wall, making a clanging sound.

The metal frame had fallen apart, but the wall remained completely still.

This all-out attack seemed to have exhausted all of the man's strength, and shortly after the metal umbrella frame collapsed, the man also swayed and fell down.

Upon seeing this part, Adria's heart leaped into her throat.

Based on the information just now, this experimenter was over 70 years old. If this experimenter died after using this drug, then it is 100% certain that he will die if he uses this drug!
He rubbed his hands anxiously, trying to fast-forward the video so he could see the results sooner.

He kept giving Zhai Yueyang meaningful glances.

But the person to Zhai Yueyang's left seemed not to understand, and continued playing the video at a leisurely pace.

Just as Adria was about to speak and ask the other person to fast forward, the scene changed again.

The man, who had just appeared to collapse from exhaustion, swayed as he stood up again and then continued to wander around the room as if nothing had happened.

The camera was high-definition, and I was pleased to capture the changes in this person's facial expressions.

Seeing those changes clearly, one word flashed through Adria's mind: fishing.

This person is using himself as bait to catch others.

Unfortunately, the evacuated medical staff were not fooled, the plan failed, and he could only continue to circle around in the narrow space.

After another 20 laps, the man finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed.

About 20 minutes later, medical staff opened the door and rushed into the room to begin emergency treatment.

Next came the rescue video, which looked rather dull and tedious.

But after fast-forwarding, Adria saw what she wanted to see.

The person who was injected with the drug survived. Apart from a head of white hair, he looked almost like a 40-year-old middle-aged man.

However, the data records show that although the person's physical functions recovered, the loss of control during the injection caused irreversible damage to his nerves.

He went from being an elderly man who could move freely to being a paralyzed man whose body was less under his control.

At the end of the video, this person is eating, eating right in front of the camera.

But his seemingly strong right hand would tremble violently when he picked up a spoon.

The silver spoon shimmered in his hand, its light scattering into a blur.

The rice that the experimenter scooped up with a spoon disappeared instantly as soon as it was transferred to the other person's hand, leaving only a silvery-white spoon.

Then, the spoon disappeared too.

The video stopped when the person who had been injected with the drug was eating. The man to Zhai Yueyang's left looked up, smiled, and asked Adria:
"Mr. Adria, do you still want the so-called gene serum?"

Adria didn't respond immediately, but instead asked herself inwardly if she could handle it!

Because that looks really painful!

I've probably never seen anything so painful in my life!
Also, this person eventually became paralyzed on one side.

When he picks up the spoon, the movement looks incredibly powerful, yet it's completely out of control.

He began to ask himself whether he needed a controllable body or an uncontrollable one.
Soon, he found the blind spot.

Because these researchers only tested the person's daily life and the use of his hands and feet, without testing the use of other parts of his body.

The place he liked best, and what he most wanted to know, was not tested.

Just as I was about to ask why they didn't test the usage on other parts, I suddenly remembered that in the videos of super soldiers I had watched before, all the people in them were Central Asian people with high noses and deep-set eyes, and there wasn't a single Han Chinese.

In that instant, his thoughts, which were like a candle flickering in the wind, suddenly burst into flames, like gasoline being poured on them, and exploded, transforming into a towering torch.

He looked up again at the person in front of him who had taken out a laptop and was playing a video for him, and asked the question that had been on his mind:
“The videos we have and the videos we’ve seen are all of Central Asian ethnic minorities with high noses and deep-set eyes.”

"What you sent me is a video of a Han Chinese person using medicine."

"Sir, it seems you have no intention of cooperating."

Adria's sudden words left Zhai Yueyang and the two people on either side of him somewhat bewildered.

Zhai Yueyang is real, but the two people next to him are fake. After all, it was all fake from the beginning.

After a brief silence, just as the person on the left was about to speak, the person on the right pulled the laptop back, made a single press of a button, and then turned the screen to show the video to Adria. It was still a video of the injection.

However, the person on the operating table was replaced by a young and strong man who looked to be around 23 years old.

This young man was just like the combat videos Adria had seen, as well as the old photos she had seen before.

They are a minority group with high-bridged noses and deep-set eyes.

The doctors and nurses who gave the injections were the same ones as before.

In the video, the doctor administering the injection prepares the medication and waits quietly on the side for the anesthesiologist to administer it.

The anesthesiologist was preparing the medication nearby, talking to the person on the operating table while doing so, and trying to distract them.

The person on the operating table spoke in a young voice, sounding energetic and full of dreams.

The anesthesiologist prepared the anesthetic, came to the young man's side, and smiled as he injected the medication into the young man's body.

Soon, the young man, with a smile, slowly closed his eyes.

After waiting a while, the anesthesiologist checked the young man's condition and nodded to the doctor who gave him the injection.

It's still eight doses of medicine.

The doctor administering the injection followed the procedure and injected the first dose of medication.

The person in the hospital bed showed no reaction.

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

After the fourth injection, the doctor did not administer the fifth injection. Instead, he stood aside and recorded the patient's condition after four consecutive injections.

After registering the data, about 20 minutes had passed.

During those 20 minutes, the anesthesiologist also checked on the person's condition. After recording the data, he nodded to the doctor who administered the injection.

"We can continue!"

The words, crystal clear, reached Adria's ears through the laptop's speakers.

The news also reached the ears of the doctor who was administering the injection. He picked up the fifth dose of the prepared medicine and slowly pushed it into the body of the person on the operating table.

As the medication was injected, the person on the operating table moved slightly.

There wasn't much of a reaction. The doctor who gave the injection waited a few minutes and, finding no strong reaction, quickly nodded and administered the remaining 7th and 8th injections as well.

Perhaps due to the administration of too many medications in succession, Adria thought that this injection would end on the eighth dose.

The person on the operating table struggled frantically, but the extent of their struggle was clearly not as great as the old man's movements.

Although the other person also opened their eyes, it was clear that they were not as crazy as the first old man, but had a clear consciousness. Through the high-definition lens, it was easy to see that the other person was clenching their teeth and persevering!
Furthermore, while the other person was clenching their teeth, their mouth was still opening and closing, as if they were reciting something.

The other person's physical reaction, especially the redness caused by the injection, was gradually fading as they recited the things.

About an hour later, when the laptop warned that the battery was low, the person on the operating table suddenly closed their eyes and passed out completely.

Although the person had fainted, the group of people around the operating table did not seem to be in a hurry.

The monitoring equipment nearby showed that the person's bodily functions were very stable. Although all the values ​​were slightly higher than those of an average person, the slight increase was still within the normal range.

Moreover, the overall level is relatively high, and the average value is widening, so there is no need to worry.

The video played for a while longer, then the laptop screen started to dim. The person on the right passed the laptop screen over and then shut it down.

Noticing his actions, Adria quickly called the butler and had him pull out an extension cord to charge the laptop.

The power was turned on, the laptop restarted, and the image reappeared in Adria's eyes: the person on the operating table was lying there peacefully, and apart from the overall high values, the person looked as if they were asleep.

He struggled to raise his hand, looked at the person on the computer screen, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"How did he manage to survive? And so easily at that!"

This question left Zhai Yueyang somewhat bewildered, as the information did not mention it. The two people on either side of him also looked troubled at that moment.

Seeing them like this, Adria recalled what those biomedical experts had said back in America, as well as the intelligence and speculation from the CIA in America.

This Soviet study is very likely targeting Aryan ancestry!

Thinking of these speculations, he calmly recounted:

"Is it because of his genes?"

After saying this, Adria smiled, and her right index finger, as thin as a withered tree, tapped lightly on the table as she spoke:
"The origins of several ethnic groups in Central Asia are clearly recorded in your history books. After the Aryans came to this region, they deeply integrated with the Saka, Sogdians, and Bactrians who originally lived in Central Asia."

"In the end, they became the ethnic groups we know today!"

"Historically, the original Aryans, also known as Indo-Europeans, originated from the steppes between Ukraine and the Caspian Sea. They spread outwards, reaching Europe, Central Asia, and Russia, where they differentiated into different ethnic groups."

"Russians also retain some Aryan genes in their genes."

"Therefore, rather than saying that this medicine is targeted at Central Asian ethnic groups, it is more accurate to say that it is targeted at ethnic groups that also have ancient Aryan ancestry."

"The ancient Aryan bloodline helped this young man, enabling him to withstand the effects of the potion."

“And the old man you showed me at the beginning, it’s obvious that he doesn’t have Aryan blood.”

"That's why he's in so much pain!"

"You're showing this to me because you want me to give up those ideas and stop pursuing gene enhancement drugs!"

"Right!"

Having uttered this string of words, Adria seemed to have taken the initiative. He adjusted his posture, leaned forward, and gave Zhai Yueyang and the other two an expression that said, "I understand everything." At the same time, he looked at them with a scrutinizing gaze.

After a long while, he said with a smile, "In your country of 14 billion people, there are very few people with Aryan blood, which means that you don't have many super soldiers."

“You urgently need to develop a drug that is specific to your bloodline.”

"If you don't mind, I can use all the resources at my disposal to help you develop a potion specifically for your bloodline!"

"To turn most of the people in your country into super soldiers!"

"how?"

(End of this chapter)