Reborn in 1950: Shorting the Federal Reserve at the Start

"Bang!"

Shen Jinghong kicked open the heavy blast-proof door of Shennong Laboratory and then locked it tightly behind him.

He looked like a lone wolf cornered in a desperate situation, his eyes bloodshot, his full head of white hair starkly visible under the operating lights. He stumbled to the control panel, gripping the cold metal surface with both hands, panting heavily.

"System! Get out here!"

Shen Jinghong roared wildly in his mind, his voice so hoarse it seemed to be tearing his own soul apart.

Since Shenzhou Bureau maxed out its technology and the country stood at the top of the world, the [Patriot Transport System], which had accompanied it on its path to success, fell into a long period of silence.

But now, he needs it.

He needs it more than ever!

"drop--"

A faint electronic voice echoed deep within my mind.

[System activated, detecting strong emotional fluctuations in the host...]

"Stop talking nonsense! Bring me the ultimate branch of the biotechnology tree!"

Shen Jinghong stared intently at the blue light screen that popped up in the void, his fingers frantically sliding across it.

[Warning: The 'targeted gene-editing nanorobot' technology currently requested by the host is a forbidden technology that surpasses the level of civilization in this plane.]

[Redeeming this technology will erase all remaining points and future technology points for the host, and may result in the permanent shutdown of the system. Confirm?]

"Confirmed! Confirm immediately!"

Shen Jinghong roared out without hesitation.

What are points? What are technology points? What is a system?

Compared to Lin Qinghan's life, all of this is utter nonsense!

He would give up the whole world to save her without batting an eye!

[Command confirmed. Points reset to zero. Technology points reset to zero.]

The ultimate biotechnology, "targeted gene-editing nanorobots," has been delivered to the host space.

[System energy depleted, about to enter permanent hibernation. Good luck, host.]

With a final, chilling notification sound, the blue screen in my mind shattered instantly, turning into starlight and vanishing completely.

Shen Jinghong had no time to be sad.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a metal test tube emitting a cold, eerie blue light in his palm.

The test tube contained a viscous, transparent liquid.

This is hope.

This is the only bargaining chip that can snatch Lin Qinghan back from the clutches of death!

Shen Jinghong took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

He quickly changed into a cleanroom suit and walked to the high-powered electron microscope.

"Nanobots are just carriers; they must be programmed in conjunction with Qinghan's genetic map for targeted treatment, otherwise they will engulf normal cells as well."

Shen Jinghong muttered to himself, his hands moving in a blur on the control panel.

He dripped Lin Qinghan's blood sample into a petri dish, and then carefully used a micro syringe to inject the tube of dark blue liquid into it.

Under a microscope.

A microscopic war, invisible to the naked eye, is raging.

Hundreds of millions of nanobots, like piranhas smelling blood, frantically pounced on the mutated, proliferating cancer cells. Using their built-in gene-editing tools, they precisely severed the cancer cells' replication chains and then completely decomposed them.

"Faster...faster..."

Shen Jinghong stared intently at the data on the screen, cold sweat dripping from her forehead onto the control panel.

His brain was working overtime, constantly adjusting the attack parameters of the nanobots.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

Half an hour passed.

"drop--"

In the petri dish, the originally murky blood sample miraculously regained its bright red color. All the cancer cells were completely eliminated, and even the damaged normal cells were revitalized under the repair of the nanorobots.

Become!

Shen Jinghong was so excited that she trembled all over.

He carefully drew the liquid from the petri dish into a specially made syringe.

Under the light, the liquid emitted a faint, golden glow, like the dawn.

"Qinghan, wait for me!"

Shen Jinghong grabbed the syringe, not even bothering to take off her cleanroom suit, and rushed out of the laboratory.

In the corridor.

Chen Weiguo was pacing anxiously back and forth with several guards.

Chen Weiguo was startled when he saw Shen Jinghong rushing out with a full head of white hair, looking like a madwoman.

"Chief! What's wrong...?"

"Get out of the way!"

Shen Jinghong shoved Chen Weiguo aside and strode towards the ICU ward.

The atmosphere in the ward was extremely oppressive.

The waveform on the electrocardiogram monitor has become weak, almost forming a straight line.

Director Zhang, along with several doctors, was desperately trying to save him.

"Prepare for defibrillation! Two hundred joules! Disengage!"

"Bang!"

Lin Qinghan's frail body suddenly sprang up on the hospital bed, then fell heavily back down.

However, the waveform on the monitor still showed no improvement.

"Director Zhang... the patient's heartbeat... has stopped."

A young nurse covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Get out of here!"

A loud shout rang out at the door of the ward.

Shen Jinghong, like a fierce lion guarding its food, suddenly burst through the door and rushed in.

He shoved aside the doctor who was blocking the bed, and his eyes turned bloodshot as he looked at the lifeless woman on the bed.

"A stunning sight..."

Lin Qinghan's lips moved slightly, uttering a soft murmur.

Her eyes were half-open, her pupils were beginning to dilate, but she was still staring intently in Shen Jinghong's direction.

"I'm here! I'm right here!"

Shen Jinghong rushed to the bedside and grabbed her icy hand.

"Qinghan, don't be afraid, I've brought the medicine! I'll save you right away!"

With trembling hands, he raised the syringe that emitted a pale golden light and plunged it into the vein in Lin Qinghan's arm without hesitation.

"Chief! What are you doing?!"

Director Zhang was terrified and tried to stop them, shouting, "The patient has no vital signs! What did you inject?!"

"Shut up!"

Shen Jinghong roared angrily and pushed the tube of golden liquid slowly into Lin Qinghan's body with his thumb.

"This is the life that can snatch her back from the jaws of death!"

As the medicine was injected.

A deathly silence fell over the ward.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Lin Qinghan on the hospital bed.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

suddenly!

"Beep beep beep beep—!!!"

The electrocardiogram monitor suddenly emitted a sharp, piercing alarm sound!

On the screen, the straight line that had been flattened instantly turned into violently pulsating crests!

Lin Qinghan's body suddenly arched, like a fully drawn bow. Her eyes were tightly closed, her whole body trembled violently, and a painful groan escaped her throat.

"What's going on?! The patient's temperature is skyrocketing! His heart rate has exceeded 180!"

Director Zhang turned pale with fright when he saw the alarmingly high readings on the monitor.

"Chief! What did you inject her with?! This will kill her!"

Shen Jinghong ignored Director Zhang's roar.

He gripped Lin Qinghan's hand tightly, feeling the terrifying power raging wildly within her, as if it were about to tear her apart.

That's nanorobots frantically devouring cancer cells while simultaneously reconstructing her damaged gene chain!

This is the pain of breaking free from the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, and also the nirvana of living towards death!

"Qinghan! Hang in there! You have to hold on!"

Shen Jinghong's eyes were bloodshot, and her gaze was almost bursting.

He held Lin Qinghan's trembling body tightly, his voice hoarse as if he were weeping blood:

"I can change the rules of Earth, so I refuse to believe I can't change this Book of Life and Death!"

"If the King of Hell dares to come and take you, I'll lead my troops to storm his palace and tear his Book of Life and Death to shreds!"