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Chapter 670 The Warrior in Pain! (Third Update!)
Edcia acted quickly; in just a few minutes, he copied out the video of the cell changes and even included a timeline so that people could easily see when the cells changed.

Upon receiving the video, Navarro did not send it to a group as usual, but instead sent it directly to Barack.

White House.

When Barack received the message and video from Lavaro, he initially remained calm, but after seeing the video's content, he became completely unsettled.

He was both happy and annoyed.

The reason for the joy was that the medicine could repair cells in a very short time, which meant that it could make people live longer in a very short time.

Moreover, this is only a weakened version of the potion; who knows what the full version would be like?

There are many people in this world who are constantly trying to live longer in order to gain power. Now that there is such a drug, these people will definitely flock to it.

What frustrated him was that the American people did not have control of this drug.

They only had a weakened version of the drug, so they couldn't negotiate with those people at all.

This news cannot be leaked yet. If it is, those who desire longevity will absolutely do anything to embrace China.

Once these people embrace China, even if they don't engage in further cooperation, even if they only invest funds now, China can still reap huge profits.

By the time America makes her move, everyone else will have already eaten their fill, and once they're full, who cares about your business?

If this happens while I'm president, the Democrats will be very disappointed in me, and the Republicans will seize this opportunity to attack me relentlessly, especially since next year is an election year.

In this situation of being caught in the middle, who will succeed the president?

What an international joke!
Gotta find a way...

Gotta find a way...

Barack paced anxiously in his office, and after circling twice, he came up with a brilliant idea.

That is to announce to the public that the medicine Adria brought back was not that potent, but just ordinary nutrient solution.

Then, during this time, America's military research institute was put to work at full speed, developing corresponding products based on the medicine Adria brought back, and then testing them.

Once the test was passed, they announced that America had mastered the relevant drug, luring those old folks who longed for longevity but were afraid of Chinese interference to come and give them the drug.

If they survive and the treatment is effective, these old folks will think they're lucky to be alive.

If you die, contact the heirs of these old things and help them devour all the things they have.

Damn, being president is such a hassle!
Barack smacked his head, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Edcia at the research institute. Once connected, he issued a series of orders:

"I'll give you one day to experiment with Adria's blood and the medicine he brought back, to conduct human experiments."

"Then, based on the effects and drug analysis, we'll work backward to deduce the formula for the gene-based drug. I'll give you a maximum of three days to make the drug for me."

"Bye!"

…………

In the lab, after Edcia finished the phone call, she blinked her tired eyes from working for a long time and looked at the phone that had been hung up with a puzzled expression.

This is absolutely insane.

In three days, he figured out the formula for a gene-enhancing drug and then used it.

Do they really think they're Superman?

Do you want me to go to the stinky ditch and fill a basin for you?
That's insane.

But while he was hurling insults, Edcia was also well aware that if he didn't fulfill the president's wishes in a short time, he would be dismissed and kicked out of the company.

This research institute is excellent.

Every year, you can make a lot of money here, and you can also find a lot of women. If you get kicked out, where will you find such a good job?
Although the president's order is somewhat outrageous, things can be accomplished by human effort!
The bolder the people, the greater the harvest; we must give full play to our initiative!
Taking a deep breath, Edcia picked up the phone and began assigning tasks to her subordinates:

“Bakrim, take those old men the CIA sent over a few days ago to the lab and tell them we’re about to inject them with gene-enhancing agents.”

"I hope they are mentally prepared."

"Drug analysis lab, get ready..."

One instruction after another was issued by Edcia, and those who received the orders began to prepare.

While preparing, Edcia found a place to rest for a while. After working at high intensity for dozens of consecutive hours, he really couldn't take it anymore.

After sleeping for two hours, his subordinates, having made preparations, specially woke him up.

Despite her exhaustion, Edcia arrived at the operating room and saw the elderly men, several emaciated old men.

These elderly people lay on the operating table, their bodies covered in IV fluids, waiting for their medication to be administered.

Edcia dismissed the extra people from the operating room, and then he personally picked up a needle and slowly drew the medicine from the vial.

After distributing the necessary injections, he smiled and addressed the elderly men:
"Because we need to verify the authenticity of the medicine, we can't give you anesthesia, so it might hurt a little."

"You guys need to carry the load!"

The people in the hospital bed were none other than Allen and the others who had spoken with Navarro at Arlington Cemetery a few days earlier. Allen, who was closest to Edcia, rolled his old eyes and gave a mocking smile upon hearing this:
"It's alright, we've already brought the truck wheels, so a few more injections won't matter."

"But there are only 5 of us, how did you manage to get six sets of injections? Don't you think that the small vial of medicine is diluted too much and won't be effective?"

“One extra set as a backup!” Edcia smiled slightly, then picked up the first set of injections in the prepared order and injected it into the indwelling needle in Allen’s neck.

Complete it all at once.

After administering the medication, he observed Allen's reaction while also monitoring the nearby equipment.

After waiting a few minutes and finding no response, he picked up the second set of medication and administered it to another elderly person.

After he gave the old man the injection, Allen finally responded.

His originally thin and ashen face slowly turned red at this moment, and the several IV drips hanging on his body began to frantically deliver nutrients.

Perhaps because his blood vessels were too thin, the nutrient solution was not being delivered properly. Allen began to struggle frantically, but because he was bound to the operating table with restraints, he could not break free no matter how hard he struggled.

Seeing his reaction, Edcia calmly gave the order:

"Increase the nutrient solution flow rate!"

"Give them a heart-protective injection..."

After a series of measures were taken, Allen, who was struggling frantically, gradually calmed down, and even his breathing became calm.

Just as his breathing calmed down, the second elderly man receiving the injection began to struggle violently, and his movements were even stronger than Allen's. Having learned from Allen's experience, the nurses calmly stepped forward, administering a calming injection and adjusting the IV fluid ratio, which eventually stabilized the elderly man.

After completing two injections, Edcia picked up the third set of injections and injected the third person. After that, she immediately injected the fourth and fifth people.

After the injection, he returned to Allen's side and woke him up from the pain of unconsciousness. He then began to knead Allen's forehead, moving down to his chest and abdomen.

After finishing, he shook his head in disappointment.

There were no obvious changes in this person.

Edcia began to re-examine his previous procedures, trying to figure out where things went wrong. After thinking for a while, he figured he probably hadn't given enough medicine.

Unfortunately, there was only one bottle of the potion. If there had been three or five bottles, he would have definitely injected them all.

He still has a use for the remaining set.

After hesitating for a while, Edcia called a researcher and asked him to draw Adria's blood, and to make sure it was fresh.

The researchers were completely baffled.

They're conducting a drug experiment here, and then they're drawing blood from other people to use. Is that safe to use?

Freshly drawn blood must be sterilized before it can be used; otherwise, unexpected problems may occur.

The worst thing about doing experiments is when unexpected situations arise, because you can't figure out which factor is having the decisive influence.

And these two people seem to have different blood types!
But seeing Edcia's resolute gaze, the researcher had no choice but to leave with his men.

Go to Adria for a blood test.

In less than 20 minutes, the researcher returned with 400 milliliters of blood, fresh, warm, and still slightly warm to the touch.

Upon receiving the fresh blood, Edcia didn't hesitate for a second. She immediately attached the infusion tube and transfused the fresh blood into Allen's body.

After all that commotion, Allen has slowly woken up.

Seeing this guy attach fresh blood to himself, even the old man, who was fearless, couldn't help but curse.

"Are you crazy? Do I even have the same blood type as this guy? You idiot!"

Faced with his curses, Edcia simply opened the valve of the transfusion tube to its maximum, allowing blood to flow into Allen's body more quickly.

As the blood entered Allen's body, Allen, who had been cursing, reacted; his body began to convulse, convulsing incessantly.

Blood began to slowly seep from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils.

Seeing this unexpected change, Edcia's eyes lit up, and she quickly called the nurse to bring fresh blood plasma that matched Allen's blood type: "Quickly, give him a transfusion!"

And so, Allen, who was struggling frantically, was fitted with two more blood packs, and blood was pumped into his body at maximum flow rate.

With the frantic infusion of blood and nutrients, the changes that Edcia had hoped for finally appeared in Allen's body.

The sunken face, which was just a piece of skin, began to slowly swell up and gradually become shiny.

The legs and arms that were struggling wildly were becoming stronger and stronger.

As can be seen with the naked eye, those withered arms and legs are slowly being filled with muscle again.

As this strange change began, Allen's struggles became even more frantic, but after each struggle, a little extra flesh would appear on his face and body.

From an average person's perspective, this scene is very eerie.

But in Edcia's eyes, the scene was filled with an unusual beauty.

Allen was changing, and so were his comrades, but their changes were not as dramatic as Allen's. The one who was in the worst physical condition struggled for a moment, and his heartbeat dropped to zero the next second.

beep—

The machine's beeping echoed in the operating room, bringing the somewhat frantic Edcia back to his senses. He turned around and saw an old man who was already dead. He waved his hand dismissively, signaling the researchers to drag the body away.

Meanwhile, the other people on the operating table, upon seeing their former comrade die from the injection, did not feel fear. Instead, they clenched their nearly toothless gums and glared fiercely at Edcia.

Noticing the gazes, Edcia spread her hands: "Don't look at me like that. You all volunteered to do this for America."

"But this old man couldn't take it, and I couldn't do anything about it!"

"You can't take your anger out on me!"

After offering a few casual explanations, Edcia's gaze fell on Adria's blood plasma bag, then quickly returned to the other old men.

"Sorry, I can only make you feel pain."

"Because that gentleman is also a living person, and his hematopoietic stem cells are not very strong. He only had 200 ml extracted yesterday, and another 400 ml extracted today. I estimate that he will not be able to recover."

"You can only rely on this little bit of nutrient solution to tough it out."

After giving this rambling explanation, he returned to Allen, his gaze fixed on Allen, not missing a single change in him.

It took about 10 minutes for the changes in Allen's body to finally stabilize.

After settling down, Allen's originally thin body became exceptionally strong. If you disregarded the fact that he had no hair or eyebrows, he would look like a handsome old man in his sixties.

Seeing this, Edcia smiled, turned around, picked up the sixth set of injections, and without the slightest hesitation, injected it directly into her left arm.

With a gentle push, the prepared medicine was injected into the body.

He pulled out the needle, turned around and walked to the refrigerator next to him, took out a bag of nutrient solution, tore it open, and put his mouth to the nutrient solution, sucking it in big gulps.

He sucked up the 5-kilogram bag of high-concentration disinfectant in just a few gulps. After finishing it, he still felt unsatisfied, so he threw the bag in his hand and picked up another one.

During the intervals between receiving intravenous nutrition, Allen, lying on the operating table, slowly regained consciousness.

He looked up and first checked his own condition.

Instead of the arms and legs I usually see, I see strong, powerful arms and legs. My brain, which has been replenished with a lot of nutrients, starts to work at this moment. After receiving the signal from my eyes, my brain sends out a prompt.

This restraint strap can be broken!

With this strange realization in mind, Allen tried to move his hands. He felt that the restraints were not very strong, and it seemed that he could actually break them.

The next second, the brain's instructions were transmitted to the right hand with perfect clarity:
Break free from your constraints!

As soon as the command reached his arm, Allen snapped the restraints with his right hand. At the same time, his left hand and legs also swung upwards forcefully, snapping the restraints as well.

(End of this chapter)