Live broadcast at the end of the month

She stretched out her right hand, palm facing up, and a brown pill appeared out of thin air in her palm.

This is a life-extending pill!

"This pill can extend your life by ten years and protect you from all diseases." Zhong Ling said calmly, "As for the price..."

Qian Wende immediately said: "Ms. Zhong Ling, all my savings, my real estate, all the honors and awards given to me by the country, as long as you open your mouth, I can give them to you..."

"The price," Zhong Ling interrupted him, "is what you just said, working for this country for another ten years."

Qian Wende was stunned.

Netizens were also stunned.

Use the next ten years of a patriot's dedication as a reward for extending his life?

What a pattern, what a transcendent realm!

Zhong Ling snapped her fingers, and the life-extending pill disappeared from her palm.

The next second, the pill appeared out of thin air on the desk in front of Academician Qian Wende.

"Take it."

Academician Qian Wende picked up the pill with trembling hands. He swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted in his mouth, and he felt like his dry body was finally blessed with a long-awaited rain, with every cell cheering for joy.

His hair began to turn from silver to black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Most of the wrinkles and age spots on his face also disappeared.

But in just a dozen seconds, when he raised his head again, he seemed to be twenty years younger, his eyes were bright and his whole body was full of energy.

He stretched his muscles, felt the strength in his body, and his eyes filled with tears of excitement.

He stood up again and gave a standard military salute to the camera.

"I, Qian Wende, will live up to your trust!"

Zhong Ling nodded slightly and turned off the microphone.

"Today's live broadcast ends here. See you next time."

The live broadcast suddenly stopped.

But the global network has gone completely crazy.

If finding children and teleporting cats were just superpowers, then instantly restoring the youth and health of a terminally ill elderly person is the most direct impact on all human beings.

Life can be purchased!

Youth can be continued!

The top fifty hot searches were once again dominated by Zhong Ling.

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#My grandma said she saw gods when she was young, and I believed it#

…

Countless netizens flocked to the comment section of "Delicious Vegetable Shop".

"God Zhong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have just been thinking about winning the lottery. I'm willing to trade ten years of my life for one year of my mother's health! Please look at me!"

"I'm willing to donate all my wealth, just to ask the Zhong God to give my father an elixir! He's also a good man, who has spent his life teaching and educating people!"

But abroad, the picture is quite different.

Those people looked at the contrast of Qian Wende's rejuvenation on the screen and remained silent for a long time.

They decided to buy one from Daxia at any cost.

Whatever they want, as long as it is available, it will be given to them, just asking for that one pill.

Academician Qian Wende is currently sitting in the VIP ward of the Southwest Military Region General Hospital.

He felt great.

It wasn't a psychological change, but a physical one. The migraines that had plagued him for years disappeared, he no longer needed reading glasses to see, and his thinking was as clear as that of a young man in his thirties.

He had endless energy in his body, and he even had the urge to run 3,000 meters on the playground.

A group of the country's top doctors and scientists all came.

"Report! The glioma in Mr. Qian's brain... has disappeared! The activity of his brain cells is even higher than normal!"

"Report! The blood test results are in, all indicators are perfect!"

"Report! Telomere length... Oh my god, this doesn't make sense!"

Qian Wende ignored the noise around him. He just sat there calmly, looking through the window at the distant starry sky.

Ten years, the God of Zhong gave him ten years.

He clenched his fists. He wanted to use these ten years as if they were a hundred years!

compound.

Zhong Ling had just finished a live broadcast and was in a good mood.

The power of willpower she gained from this live broadcast far exceeded her imagination. Especially the power of willpower brought by Academician Qian Wende's incident, it made her golden elixir tremble.

"Quality is indeed more important than quantity." Zhong Ling took a sip of tea and muttered to herself.

The phone rang. It was Qiao Jianmin calling.

"Zhong... Comrade Zhong Ling." Qiao Jianmin's voice on the other end of the line was filled with excitement and awe. "Sorry to bother you, but we have confirmed that Academician Qian really..."

"Yes, I know." Zhong Ling interrupted him, "The effect of the pill is quite good. I won't die within ten years."

Qiao Jianmin was choked by her nonchalant tone. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and got to the point: "Comrade Zhong Ling, this time... your influence is too great.

Now, embassies from almost every country are crowding the doors of our Ministry of Foreign Affairs. They all want to see you and buy the pills you have."

"Oh?" Zhong Ling raised an eyebrow. "What's their offer?"

Qiao Jianmin gave a wry smile. "Any price. The Morgan family is willing to exchange all of their group's profits for the next twenty years for one. The royal family of CICC is willing to exchange an oil field with an annual output of tens of millions of tons for one."

There was even a call from a small country saying their king was willing to trade his entire country for us.”

After hearing this, Zhong Ling couldn't help but chuckle.

"Not interested." Zhong Ling answered bluntly, "Tell them, I'm not selling my stuff."

"That's what we replied too," Qiao Jianmin said quickly, "but, Comrade Zhong Ling, we're worried that this huge temptation might lead to some irrational behavior.

We have detected unusual movements within several top mercenary organizations and intelligence agencies around the world."

"Let them come." Zhong Ling's tone remained calm, but full of dominance. "It just so happens that my yard is short of some fertilizer for the flowers."

Qiao Jianmin on the other end of the phone fell silent instantly, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his back. He had no doubt that what Zhong Ling said was true.

"Okay, nothing else, I'm hanging up." Zhong Ling said and hung up.

Afterward, the actions of various countries, both overt and covert, vanished without a trace. Qiao Jianmin had reported this to Zhong Ling, his tone tinged with gloating. Zhong Ling, who was lying in the yard at the time, clutching a copy of the "Herbal Wine Classic," simply commented, "Very good! More activity."

Qiao Jianmin was speechless for a moment, feeling that his vision was still too narrow.

Amidst anxious anticipation, the end of the month arrived as scheduled.

The homepage of the "Delicious Vegetable Shop" once again posted a live broadcast announcement: "Tonight at 8 o'clock, random connection."

The live broadcast starts at 8pm sharp.

It was still the familiar background. Zhong Ling was wearing a white cotton and linen shirt, with her long hair loosely tied behind her head.

She was pouring tea, the hot steam blurred her cool eyebrows and eyes, and the whole picture was pleasing to the eye.