Tang Weier gestured for silence, glanced warily at the other scientists, and whispered in Johnson's ear:

"Keep your voice down, Johnson. Do you want to study the Engineer's spaceship?"

"Even wormholes!"

"Of course I want to!"

Johnson nodded affirmatively.

Wasn't that why he surrendered? Staying on Earth is so boring!

"That's right!"

Tang Weier pressed her hand down, raised her eyebrows, and said seriously:

"Think about it this way: given your relationship with those scientists, they'll definitely send you something if you write to them."

"By the time they arrive, we'll have both people and equipment."

At this point, a sly glint flashed in Tang Wei'er's eyes, and he beamed with delight:

“Let’s make it clear to Chang first that when the people arrive, we can just find two people to replace us.”

"Then we can go straight to researching other projects!"

After saying that, Tang Weier patted Qiao Sen on the shoulder heavily, her words full of earnestness!

We can agree on their positions beforehand and then reassign them to research other things.

The engineer's spaceship, wormholes...

Johnson's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

This... is something we can do!

As for the friends who guard the cemetery, cough cough...

You should be willing to go to great lengths for your friends.

I stabbed my friend in the back twice, and he, in turn, went to great lengths for his friend!

Who knows, they might even thank me later!

"Done!"

Johnson nodded heavily. He would do it.

"it is good!"

Tang Weier's face showed a "you're teachable" expression. He patted himself on the shoulder and immediately walked over to Chang Weile's side, quietly pulling him aside.

Those who are assigned here are certainly not blockheads.

He had noticed that the two men were acting suspiciously since earlier.

Now that they've come knocking on our door, how can we let them get away with it?

While the other scientists were still observing the holographic projection, Chang Weile waved his lowered hand, signaling Tang Weier to come over.

"What's the matter?"

"That's right, Chang..."

Tang Weier looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to them, immediately explained in a low voice.

After he finished speaking...

Chang Weile stared wide-eyed at Tang Weier.

Tang Weier looked at Chang Weile with a determined gaze.

Tang Weier: I really want to study this!

"Okay, I'll apply for it for you right away. Once it's done, you can go to whichever department you want!"

I never expected this surprise!

Chang Weile immediately rushed out the door, shouting as he went:

"Guards, make sure they are safe. I'll be right back!"

……

However, just fifteen minutes later,

From the transmitter left behind by the Kuvit, a "private" message was sent to Earth in the alien world.

The message content uses a coded message.

The recipient is—the Earth Wieland Waste Equipment Processing Plant, or "Graveyard" for short!

Message content:

Dear Mr. Malte, this is Johnson. I believe the launch of the Kuvit has already shocked the entire solar system, and our discoveries have justified the effort. I have the following request, and I urge you to assist me... The machine tools, processing equipment, and material production lines replaced by the Weyland... please be sure to lease a spaceship to deliver them to them...

The message is transformed into a beam of light, which is transmitted through the communication equipment.

It has exceeded the speed of light and is flying rapidly towards the Earth's air traffic control center.

After completing this operation, the communications officer let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Zhou Zhezhi, standing to the side, also smiled slightly.

He never expected such a pleasant surprise.

Chang Weile is quite skilled; no wonder he's his student.

"That kid Chang, doesn't he love medals and boast that he'll surpass the Medal Master?"

Zhou Zhe waved his hand at Zhou Weirong and gave the order:

"It's done. Have the people in the preparation department award him a medal, a big and heavy medal!"

……

At the same time, in the underground section of Kyushu United University, at the biological research institute.

Cyril wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In front of me was an isolation testing table, with more than twenty white mice in the compartments within it.

"The Progenitor Virus No. 81, a blackwater variant, was tested. A total of 26 samples were tested, all of which were short-lived variants with a lifespan of one year. Two years have passed since the virus was injected, and the survival rate has reached 100%."

I carefully observed the computer's recording.

26 laboratory mice, specially selected by Kyushu World, are white mice with a lifespan of only one year.

They actually survived for two years.

"No physical abnormalities, all organs are normal, and there are no changes in genetic material..."

Looking at the densely packed data flying across the intelligent check-in system.

Cyril let out a heavy sigh.

His hands were clenched tightly, and he was too excited to express himself.

The second step in the biological experiment to increase human lifespan using the progenitor virus has been a complete success!

Furthermore, with virtually unlimited energy and resources,

They launched another charge toward the limits of their lifespan!

With slightly trembling hands, she manipulated the robotic arm, slowly picking up a glass tube filled with green solution in the isolation room.

Looking at the emerald green solution,

Cyril's lips gradually curled up, and his smile became increasingly unrestrained.

He was just a few steps away from success.

Even at its worst, the No. 81 potion can extend one's lifespan by several decades!

He seemed to see endless glory beckoning to him!

Nobel Prize...

No, the Schreyer Prize, the highest award in biology from many parallel universes, is about to be established!

So blackwater is really a good thing.

It can be used for biological research in the near term, and as a weapon of destruction in the far term.

No wonder the Engineers civilization likes to use it so much.

Everyone who uses it gets addicted!

Chapter 242 Deep Cultivation

The war against the Pioneer Clan has entered the second phase of its final stage.

The dominant plant species will quickly dominate the entire Pioneer Star.

To further eliminate any traces of past life on this planet.

Currently, He Fan's entire fleet remains stationed at the outpost, awaiting the development of this process.

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