If Project New World really does start gene editing...

Sang Ning felt that it was better that the experiment was unsuccessful.

If successful, the consequences of gene-edited intelligent life mixing with new humans would be even more terrifying.

The backlash will be even more severe.

"We'll go back tomorrow."

Sang Ning panicked, "Uncle, Central Star is too dangerous, and the New World Project is too dangerous. Let's go home quickly."

It's still safest at home.

The outside world is too terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that if everyone in the New World Project believes that her traditional Chinese medicine can cure genetic diseases, she's doomed.

Gu Shiqian laughed, "I never intended to stay any longer."

"You go and rest first, I'll go and talk to the director."

As he spoke, he stood up to leave, and Sang Ning immediately followed.

What are you doing following along?

"I want to protect you. If you get into a fight with the director, I can help by spreading the drug and taking him down."

Sang Ning was filled with murderous intent, and one bad thought after another popped into his head.

Gu Shiqian thought it was too much, "It hasn't come to that."

"It's not up to you."

Sang Ning insisted, "Either take me with you, or you can forget about going anywhere and wait for the director to come to you."

Gu Shiqian, "..."

Gu Shiqian had no choice but to summon the director.

Two minutes later, the director appeared in the room.

He poured himself a glass of water, gulped it down, and then sat down on the empty sofa to let out a long sigh.

"Why did you summon me?"

"A New World!"

Gu Shiqian started a conversation, and the director's eyes lit up instantly, and he became more alert.

He sat up abruptly, his gaze intense, and asked, "You helped persuade Sang Ning to join the New World?"

over thinking.

"Sang Ning cannot cure genetic diseases."

Gu Shiqian said seriously, "We've known each other for over a hundred years, and although we haven't been in contact much over these past hundred years, I think you know what kind of person I am."

"Yes, I know."

Knowing what Gu Shiqian was going to say, the chief director didn't mince words, "Sang Ning said before that she wouldn't be able to treat the genetic disease, and we believe her, but we still hope that she will join the New World Project."

At this point, he said with a bit of a headache, "We've gone through all the existing medical methods and technologies."

"In addition, the outstanding contestants from previous survival shows on the desolate planets have also joined the New World Project as gene observers, but progress has stalled."

"Our research and our experimental process have been stagnant for 22 years, without making any progress whatsoever."

Looking at Gu Shiqian and Sang Ning, he said seriously, "Sang Ning's traditional Chinese medicine skills have given us new hope. We need external forces to break the existing constraints and seek a new breakthrough."

The idea is sound, but the key issue is that it's genuinely difficult to cultivate skilled practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine.

Sang Ning looked at Gu Shiqian and saw that he seemed to be deep in thought. She wanted to speak, but he stopped her with a look.

So she chose to remain silent.

Gu Shiqian spoke up, "Emotionally, I support your ideas, and rationally I'm willing to cooperate, but have you considered this question?"

"What's the problem?"

The director leaned forward slightly, as if listening attentively, his posture absolutely upright, and his eyes brimming with a strong thirst for knowledge.

"You all know that planet E72 is a desert planet."

"Know."

"In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, I can tell you definitively that Sang Ning is more theoretical than practical, a true academic, because there isn't a sufficient variety of medicinal herbs for her to study."

At this point, he looked at the chief director and said seriously, "You all know the biggest difference between the academics and the pragmatists."

Are you sure that Sang Ning's involvement won't just make things worse?

The director, "!!!"

The director is still uncertain.

He remained silent for a long while, then said with a twitching smile, "Wait for me for five minutes."

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"I'll ask Lao Lin and the others, and see what they have to say."

"Okay, go ask."

"Could I use the restroom?"

"random."

So, the director went to the bathroom.

Sang Ning asked softly, "Who are Lao Lin and the others?"

"The current governing body of the new world."

As soon as he spoke, Gu Shiqian noticed that Sang Ning's eyes had become strange.

"Don't overthink it. The reason I know all this is because your Uncle Qi has connections with them."

"Uncle, do you know what 'protesting too much' means?"

Sang Ning spoke seriously, and Gu Shiqian nodded. "I know, but it has nothing to do with me. I'm explaining this to you seriously, not just giving you a perfunctory answer."

“You must know the people Uncle Qi knows as well.”

"I do know them, but knowing them doesn't help. I'm not familiar with them. They're your Uncle Qi's classmates and roommates."

Sang Ning said "oh" and was about to speak when the director came out.

The first thing he said was—

"Old Lin and the others want Sang Ning to provide theoretical support."

Sang Ning looked at Gu Shiqian, and his answer was—

"The theory is yours; you decide for yourself."

Sang Ning pondered for a couple of seconds and asked the director, "Just theoretical support? You don't need me to join?"

Would you like to join?

Instead of answering, the director asked a question, and Sang Ning shook her head without hesitation, saying, "I don't want to, I want to go home."

"Then let's provide theoretical support!"

The director was no longer bothered by her rejection.

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