Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

In the director's office of Institute 607, there was a solemn atmosphere as Chang Zhengyang slowly closed the glass jar.

"Why are you so nervous? There is no corpse-eating king inside."

Uh……

Everyone looked at each other, laughed, and walked over.

Wang Qianwen took another look at the dark green liquid in the glass jar and asked curiously, "Director, what about this..."

Chang Zhengyang waved his hand and said, "It's not what you think. This is something I synthesized."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and then even greater curiosity surged in their hearts. From what Chang Zhengyang said, he got the inspiration from the Corpse-Eating Pill. Could it be that he understood the principles of the Corpse-Eating Pill?

Adjutant Zhang and Black Glasses exchanged a glance, and Adjutant Zhang immediately said, "Director, could it be that you have figured out the Corpse Evil Pill?"

"good,"

Chang Zhengyang walked out, and the three hurriedly followed him. Wang Qianwen even turned back and hugged the glass jar in her arms, then quickly followed the others.

They came to the small conference room on the first floor of the laboratory building. Chang Zhengyang asked Hei Yanjing to notify other researchers. Soon, the small conference room was full.

Chang Zhengyang took the chalk and started writing on the blackboard.

About the chemical composition of corpse-eating pill and the human body's reaction mechanism!

Before the topic was finished, the meeting room suddenly became quiet and everyone quickly took out their notebooks.

No one would question Chang Zhengyang. Except for Adjutant Zhang and the man with black glasses, everyone here is an academic.

Although academics also value qualifications, they value strength more. The young director who is giving lectures to them now is a top-notch figure. I don’t know how many people are vying for the chance to hear a lecture given by a top-notch figure.

"Comrades, the origin of Corpse Evil Pill is currently unknown. Although I don't know who made it, this person is an experimental genius. He can make such an ingenious drug without a microscope and without the support of basic scientific theory. There is only one way to make it, that is, through a large number of human experiments and continuous trial and error. Of course, I say this not to criticize this person, I just want to tell comrades that when we do academic research, we must start with theory and not be like this person, who only knows how to use the dumbest method."

There was silence in the conference room, and everyone smiled bitterly. Boss, we are not like you, who can take a bird's-eye view and start directly from the theory.

We are just a group of scientific researchers!

Chang Zhengyang knocked on the blackboard and continued, "The molecular formula of the Corpse-Eating Pill..., the molecular formula of the Corpse-Eating King's secretion..., the inhibitory mechanism of the two..., the reaction mechanism with tissue fluid after entering the human body..., and the reaction mechanism with blood..."

Chang Zhengyang wrote very quickly, and the people in the audience recorded very quickly, and many people showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"To sum up, I think the Corpse-Eating Pill was made by a certain female noble in ancient times, maybe a queen, or an empress, or a princess. It has a significant effect, but also has serious side effects."

As soon as Chang Zhengyang finished speaking, the conference room suddenly became lively.

Everyone raised their hands and asked various questions.

"Quiet!"

Adjutant Zhang shouted loudly, and when everyone quieted down, he stood up and asked impatiently, "Director, do you have any way to solve the side effects?"

This question went straight to the point and caught everyone's attention. Everyone looked at Chang Zhengyang with expectation.

"That depends on what you want to achieve."

Adjutant Zhang was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Chang Zhengyang turned around and knocked on the blackboard, sneering: "The person who made the Corpse-Eating Pill is too greedy. Not only does she want to live forever, she also wants to look young, have long flowing hair, fair skin, and even change her face shape. Is this possible? Do you think this is the Nine Transformations Golden Pill of Taishang Laojun? One pill can reshape your immortal body?"

Adjutant Zhang understood a little, but was also a little confused, so he continued to ask, "I still don't understand..."

Chang Zhengyang thought for a moment and said, "It's like designing a gun. You want it to be able to fight both positional warfare and street fighting. It can be used on plains, in mountains, rain forests, and deserts. It can also be used as a sniper rifle. It also needs to be light, powerful, and easy to maintain."

Well, Adjutant Zhang now completely understood that the maker of the Corpse-Eating Pill had bitten off more than he could chew.

Chang Zhengyang looked around at everyone and said, "Human cell division has a limit. The theoretical life span of humans is 150 years. In theory, if a person has enough nutrition, is emotionally stable, and is not affected by the external environment, everyone can live to 150 years old. The problem is that people have emotions, anger, sorrow, and happiness. The grains people eat are not pure, and the environment people live in is not pure either. It is a blessing for a person to live to be 100 years old."

Everyone nodded in empathy when they heard the words. The seven emotions and six desires, the five grains, natural disasters and man-made disasters, which one can avoid?

"So our approach to drug development is to repair human cells and slow down the rate of cell consumption."

After saying this, Chang Zhengyang began to divide the researchers into several groups and set research topics for them. After everyone left, only four people were left in the room.

Adjutant Zhang came over and shook hands with Chang Zhengyang.

"I'll trouble you with everything, Director."

"Nothing. I'm telling your Buddha that I can make a drug to delay aging. The problem is that it's not a panacea. Cell division has a limit. If he uses up the number of divisions in advance, it won't work even if I give him a bucket of medicine. The three treasures of essence, energy and spirit are indispensable. If the spirit is consumed too much, even the gods can't help him."

Adjutant Zhang smiled bitterly: "It's already very good, it's already very good..."

Chang Zhengyang and Wang Qianwen were the only ones left in the conference room. Wang Qianwen picked up the large glass jar, followed Chang Zhengyang and asked, "Director, is there any way to break cell division?"

Chang Zhengyang stopped, looked back at her, and then continued walking out.

"Yes, cancer cells break the limit of cell division!"

Wang Qianwen smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I know. I want to know if there is any controllable method."

Chang Zhengyang walked out of the laboratory building, put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the sun in the sky, and said softly: "I have already said it just now, the three treasures of spirit, energy and soul. If your spirit is not strong enough, even if you safely break the limit of splitting, you will become a pile of rotten meat with only instincts."

Wang Qianwen smiled bitterly again and said, "Director, we are all scientists, can we not talk about metaphysics? Isn't human consciousness a collection of waves? When I was in the United States, some scholars had already done such experiments..."

Chang Zhengyang did not refute. The soul has not reached that level. No matter how you describe it, the other party will not be able to understand it.

It is just like when the Buddha was preaching, he picked up a flower and smiled, and only Venerable Kashyapa understood the Buddha's true meaning.

As the saying goes, the truth can only be understood, not expressed in words!