Otherworld Girl Development Guide

"Hello sir, do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked politely. Usually, people wearing Zhongshan suits are either big shots or the biggest big shots of the big shots.

"Of course, my name is..."

After verifying that the information was correct, an employee wearing a Zhongshan suit walked towards the president's office.

After entering the office, the president signaled to the employees that they could leave, leaving only the president and the unremarkable Zhongshan suit in the room.

An employee from Xinghuan walked to the table, took out a cooperation agreement from a black briefcase, and handed it to the other party.

The CEO glanced at the contract and then placed it on the table, because much of it had been blacked out...

"Don't you know what we need to do?"

"Don't ask anything, you don't need to know anything. Just know that there will be a product under your name, and you will receive a naming fee. That's all."

After listening, the president of Pechoin signed the contract neatly and efficiently. Zhongshan nodded, picked up the contract, and turned to leave the office.

From beginning to end, the president didn't ask anything, not even the other party's name.

He picked up the contract left on the table by the other party, which contained almost no useful information, and locked it in the office safe.

After leaving the headquarters of Pechoin, the man in the Zhongshan suit got into an ordinary-looking Hongqi sedan.

"Old Xu, where are we going?"

"The Third Military Hospital," the man in the Zhongshan suit said.

The driver nodded and drove towards the hospital.

Forty minutes later, the Hongqi sedan drove into the burn unit of the hospital.

A month ago, a 19-year-old firefighter suffered severe facial burns while on duty. He came here specifically for this young firefighter.

The Hayworth family's family-inherited scar removal product uses a special herb that is very effective in removing skin scars. Its effectiveness on burns is currently unknown. However, experts speculate that it is better than other products on the market.

With a creak, Old Xu pushed open the door to the ward and saw a young man lying on the bed with his face wrapped in gauze.

Beside the hospital bed, a dark-skinned old man, clearly someone who had spent a lot of time working in the fields, was peeling an apple.

"Baby...does it hurt?"

The young soldier didn't speak, but shook his head. As if the movement aggravated the wound on his face, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The old man sighed deeply: "Don't be afraid, I'll sell the land when I get back. Even if it means selling everything I own, I'll make sure my son finds a wife!"

"It's alright, I'm already like this, so don't hold them back..." the young soldier said with a grin, seemingly not caring about the injuries on his face at all: "...Besides, I rescued four people, it was worth it!"

Old Xu took a deep breath and walked into the ward. His expression softened. These are the people we should be paying attention to, instead of staring at "young heartthrobs" all day long. When you're really in danger, the people who save you won't be young heartthrobs!

"Hello, I am the Party Secretary of the Donghai Branch of Xinghuan Company." Old Xu introduced himself briefly and took out his work ID to prove his identity: "I came here specifically for Zhao Siyuan."

Upon hearing that Lao Xu was a member of the organization, the old man immediately dropped his guard and asked with some doubt, "I wonder why you've come to see us?"

Old Xu said seriously, "Here's the thing: our company has developed a new scar-removing drug that can effectively remove scars and also has a certain therapeutic effect on burns. It's at least more effective than any other drug currently on the market..."

"...Don't worry about the expenses; we'll cover them. We don't want heroes like Zhao Siyuan to have their lives ruined by disfigurement. He's only 19! He has so much of his youth ahead of him..."

The old man hesitated, unsure whether to trust the other party. Seeing the old man's hesitation, Old Xu continued:

"...The outside world doesn't know much about us. The recent development of prosthetic limbs was based on some technology we provided..."

Upon hearing about prosthetic limbs, the old man became somewhat interested. Who doesn't know about prosthetic limbs these days? Countless disabled people have been able to stand up again and return to a normal life thanks to prosthetic limbs.

Even if you don't believe me, please believe this.

Zhao Siyuan, who had been silent until now, looked at Lao Xu's former D emblem with eyes full of trust:

"Dad, I believe in him! I'm willing to give it a try!"

Old Xu said with utmost solemnity, "We will not let heroes shed blood and tears."

Use it and discard it, then run it over with the tracks – that's something only the US would do.

Chapter 72 Two in One (Big Fog)

Crack!

Flashes of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by thunderous roars that echoed throughout the deep sea.

A fierce wind howled past, and waves crashed relentlessly against the base of the drilling platform, creating a deafening roar...

On the drilling platform, CNOOC's "rabbit" (a nickname for a worker) was working in the rain wearing a raincoat. The oil rabbit looked up at the sky and saw that the dark sky looked like it was about to fall.

Large raindrops pounded on the drilling platform and equipment, producing white mist. Although they knew that the rainstorms in the Abyss Sea were much stronger than those on Earth, such extreme weather was not common on Earth.

"Stop looking! This kind of weather is going to last at least another two weeks. Let's check the equipment first and make sure everything is in perfect working order!"

"Know it."

Oil Rabbit wiped the rain off his face and continued inspecting the drilling platform to ensure it wouldn't be damaged by the storm. Falling into the sea in this kind of weather...it would be almost certain death.

In this kind of weather, the Type 056L destroyer will not be conducting escort missions at sea. They also need to guard against those fish-men taking advantage of the chaos to climb onto the drilling platform, but it seems that due to the storm, no fish-men have been spotted yet.

At the bottom of the drilling platform, fully automatic anti-fishman submarine missiles were recently added, but they have not yet been put to use.

The storm temporarily disrupted outdoor activities, but indoor experiments did not stop.

Academician Lu is leading three assistants in the second phase of testing. In the experimental apparatus, three mice are grouped together, and nearly a hundred groups of experimental materials will allow them to further study what changes will occur in the mice after they are parasitized by the red thread.

Beneficial? Or harmful?

If it's beneficial, what kind of changes will occur? If it's harmful... what will happen then?

After continuous trial and error, the answer will be found.

"Prepare the first set of materials."

"clear."

An assistant manipulates a robotic arm to pick up a container of aluminum oxynitride containing three mice. The three male mice are isolated from each other by transparent aluminum oxynitride to prevent them from affecting each other.

The container was placed on the experimental table. Inside, two small white mice that had been parasitized by red lines twitched their whiskers and their unusually bright eyes surveyed their surroundings, ready to escape at any moment.

Academician Lu carefully examined the white mice in the dish that had been parasitized by the red line. They were so lively, or rather, "full of energy"... Countless white mice had been sent to the underworld by Academician Lu, but few were as spirited as these.

"Scan it and see..."

The assistant nodded to indicate that he understood, and after a lot of effort, he managed to control the robotic arm to grab the white mouse with the number 001 marked on its ear from the container and put it into the experimental box. Then, he used X-ray and CT scans to scan the white mouse's body in turn.

In the X-ray, it can be clearly seen that the previously visible red line has merged with the mouse's spine. If one did not know where the red line was, one might mistake it for an inconspicuous blood vessel.

"Academician Lu... the red thread has fused with the mouse's spine!"

"They've merged?"

Academician Lu stepped forward and looked at the red line on the X-ray, lost in thought... Was the red line a parasite? Or a symbiotic organism?

"Prepare to draw blood samples."

"clear."

*Pfft...* The anesthetic gas was poured into the container, and then it was discovered that the mouse was not immediately knocked unconscious as before, but remained conscious. However, the anesthetic gas still had some effect on it, at least its movements were no longer as agile as before.

"Increase the dosage," Academician Lu continued. No matter how toxic a substance is, discussing toxicity without considering dosage is meaningless...

"clear."

More anesthetic gas was injected into the experimental chamber, and this time, mouse number 001 was finally paralyzed and collapsed to the ground...

"Holy crap...it's more than three times the standard dosage!"

Another assistant clicked his tongue and said that under normal circumstances, with this dosage, the fragile mice could easily die peacefully because they inhaled too much anesthetic gas, causing their lungs to "forget" to breathe.

"Let's draw blood and see what changes have occurred in 001's body."

Blood is the liquid that best reflects the biological state of a living organism. After a week of waiting, the effects of the red line had spread throughout the entire mouse.

The assistant once again used the feedback-based robotic arm for manipulation. Thanks to the research on the Star Ring Gundam joints and the breakthrough in ultrasonic motor technology, the robotic arm's operation became efficient and precise.

A tiny needle was inserted into the mouse's body, and some blood was drawn.

"Alright, prepare test subject number 002..."

Soon another white mouse that was not parasitized by the red thread was placed in the experimental box, and the difference between the two could be seen instantly just by looking at them.

The little white mouse had somewhat dull eyes, moved slowly, and its fur was dull and lifeless; the difference between the two was immediately apparent.

"Release anesthetic gas, pay attention to the dosage..."

After collecting blood from mice that were not infected with parasites, the main event began.

"Prepare number 003 and complete the disinfection procedure!" Academician Lu said solemnly.

Although we know that it is impossible for mice to tear apart the aluminum oxide test chamber, biochemical experiments require extreme caution, and no amount of preparation is too much.

Experimental subject No. 003, which was also parasitized by the red line, was placed in a large aluminum oxynitride experimental chamber.

"Let's begin! Record the whole process!"

The 4K surveillance cameras at the four corners of the laboratory focused on the experimental chamber.

Just as the assistant was about to start, Academician Lu interrupted him: "This, let me do it, you guys take notes."

"understand!"

The assistant stepped aside to control the robotic arm, and Academician Lu sat down. Despite his advanced age, Academician Lu's arms remained as steady as those of a young man.

The robotic arm is manipulated to pick up a red "truth" pill, the dosage of which is just enough to cause an ordinary white mouse to mutate into a "big brother" (a term used to describe a male adult). Then the robotic arm extends into the experimental chamber.

What strange reaction will occur between the truth that can produce gene mutations and the red thread that strengthens the body of the mouse after parasitism?

The holder holding the red object was released, and the object was placed securely inside the experimental chamber.

The white mouse, which was trying to escape the experimental box, suddenly sensed movement behind it. It turned around nimbly, its whiskers twitched, and it discovered a red object that had suddenly appeared.

His beard twitched, and he cautiously moved closer to the red object.

First, it touched the creature with its whiskers to make sure it wasn't a threat. Then, it sniffed the creature with its nose. After confirming that it was edible, it picked it up with its two nimble little paws and started eating.

Under the watchful eyes of Academician Lu and his three assistants, experimental subject number 003 swallowed the entire Truth?

Academician Lu and his three assistants held their breath, anticipating what would happen next.

Chapter 73 I'm willing to give anything for this