“It takes time for the public to accept new things after they are born. At the same time, we also need to integrate the resources we have. Wang Lan, after we finish the project to launch the aircraft, you should put your other projects on hold for a while. I have a new project for you to work on.”

Xu Milu pointed to the report on the table, gesturing for the two people to look at it:

"I plan to launch a series of 'Classic of Mountains and Seas' food restoration series, which is a new variety of Migu tree branch that the research institute is currently studying."

Zhang Cang had spent the most time with Xu Milu, so naturally he didn't treat himself like an outsider in private. He picked up the documents and quickly flipped through them, then a hint of doubt appeared on his brow:

"Boss, is this true?! I remember that the 'Classic of Mountains and Seas, Southern Mountains Classic' mentions a kind of divine tree called the Migu, but it only says that people who wear it will not get lost—but is this thing really that magical?"

Xu Milu took out a section of Migu tree branch from the wooden box on the table. Its surface had a layer of black, marble-like texture, and the joints were smooth as if they had been coated with black lacquer. It also felt smooth and delicate to the touch.

The lab report clearly states the contents of each experiment:

The first time was a lost item search, where a card was found in a 100-square-meter room, and it was found very easily.

The second time, scientists wearing the Maze Tree were tasked with finding the experimental report hidden in the building. In a space of tens of thousands of square meters, the Maze Tree accurately pointed out the hiding place of the two thin sheets of paper.

The third time...

The fourth time...

...

...

The fiftieth time...

...

The 100th experiment involved a search for a person. The researchers carried branches of the Myriad Tree and searched for a volunteer within the city of Wu. Two hours later, following the pattern of the Myriad Tree's glow, they found the subject in the kitchen of a small restaurant.

"This is only part of the experiment, but it has already proven its effectiveness."

Xu Milu closed the box containing the branches of the magnolia tree and said slowly.

Zhang Cang, still confused, couldn't help but ask:

"This... is indeed quite amazing, but boss, where do you plan to use this thing?"

He could understand the flame mandolin chili pepper, but the only thing he could think of that could prevent him from getting lost was navigation.

—What's the point of researching this? Are we going to compete with those unethical maps for a living?

Xu Milu gave him a disappointed look and gestured for Wang Lan to look at the documents:

“I plan to set up a branch company to specialize in public welfare projects to help farmers and charitable relief. Although the official side has not yet received samples of marigolds, there is a batch of mature marigold branches in the company’s warehouse. I plan to cooperate with the ‘China Association for the Rescue of Abducted Children’.”

Wang Lan was quick-witted and immediately understood Xu Milu's meaning: "President Ren, are you saying that you want to use the magical properties of the Myriad Tree to help abducted children?"

Her breathing became rapid, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Few people know that this seemingly invincible career woman had her youngest son abducted three years ago and his whereabouts remain unknown.

At that time, her husband took their son to visit his parents in their hometown. Unexpectedly, while he was looking down to find the train tickets, a woman rushed up and snatched the child away in front of everyone.

For three years, Wang Lan tried everything: missing person notices, hefty rewards, private investigators... but finding a child in China was like finding a needle in a haystack.

In the end, Wang Lan's husband couldn't bear the condemnation from both sets of parents and filed for divorce. She was depressed for a long time until a classmate recommended her to become the general manager of a branch of Honghe Technology, where she finally found a reason to live.

The significance of Xu Milu entrusting this task to Wang Lan is self-evident.

"The role of the Migu Tree is somewhat special, and it cannot fall into the hands of non-official organizations. That's why I need you to take on this responsibility. If you think you can do it, go to the warehouse on the third basement floor of the laboratory at four o'clock this afternoon and bring out one hundred branches of Migu Tree. You can cooperate however you like. Just ask Zhang Cang for funding, but I must see it put into practice."

Xu Milu interlaced her fingers and looked intently at Wang Lan:

"I can assure you of the effects of the Maze Tree, but are you confident in its power?"

Yes! There definitely is!

Wang Lan clenched her clothes at her chest, feeling a surge of intense emotion welling up inside her.

Can her lost child really be found again?