In the 6033rd year of the lunar calendar

, the head of the bodyguards around Lin Jiang was replaced by Chen Yuanhua. This was the son inheriting his father's business. Old Chen was arranged by Lin Jiang to live in retirement. With his savings, he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.

"Old Chen, let's go to the laboratory."

"Sir, call me Xiao Chen."

"No, just call me Old Chen. I'm used to it and don't want to change it."

"Okay, Old Chen is Old Chen."

Chen Yuanhua was a little speechless. Calling him Old Chen always felt like calling him dad, which would be confusing.

At Lin Jiang's order, Chen Yuanhua immediately arranged for the trip. The necessary defensive measures must be taken. He couldn't wait for the enemy to come to him before killing him.

Half a day later, the group appeared in a secret laboratory. This laboratory was owned by Lin Jiang alone and was very private. Lin Jiang controlled no less than 20 laboratories, some of which were national-level.

"Sir,"

the person in charge of the laboratory hurriedly greeted everyone.

Lin Jiang nodded, and then went deep into the laboratory. On the way, Lin Jiang saw some imprisoned test subjects. They were living people, but they were monsters.

It took hundreds of years for the human race to exterminate monsters. Sometimes they would accept small batches of monster captives, and because many people died in the war, there would be many women left on the monster side, so there were many monster remnants.

Of course, these monsters were the kind that looked no different from humans on the surface. If they had obvious characteristics of monsters, they would be executed. Just like the witch hunting era, the extermination of monsters lasted for almost a thousand years.

"Can you make sure that these are all real monsters?"

"Sir, I can make sure that there is no pure human race."

"Yes,"

Lin Jiang nodded. The laws of the three allied countries still retain regulations on combating monsters. It seems legal to capture monsters. Of course, there can't be too much discussion on morality.

Along the way, the head of the laboratory has been reporting business to Lin Jiang. Their laboratory is mainly engaged in research on genetic drugs, and the source of the project is the research foundation of Qingyun.

"The genetic medicine over there in Qingyun is already the fifth generation. We are similar to them. Through genetic medicine, an ordinary person can become as powerful as a congenital warrior, but that's only in terms of data. As for combat effectiveness, training is still needed."

"Is the effect stable?"

"Stable. We have conducted dozens of experiments."

"What about side effects?"

"This cannot be ruled out for the time being. The first generation of biochemical people over there in Qingyun has begun to age rapidly. He is 35 years old and has been injected with genetic medicine for 13 years. Now he is equivalent to an ordinary person of about 60 years old. His strength and reaction speed have dropped significantly. He is expected to die within five years.

Our fifth-generation medicine has greatly weakened the impact of side effects, but there is no way to completely eliminate them. Several of us have discussed that the research direction of Qingyun is correct, but the source of genes may be wrong. The genes of the monsters are not much stronger. Perhaps Zhou Liao's side is the possibility of a breakthrough."

"Go on, don't keep us in suspense."

"Yes, sir, we have obtained a blood sample from Zhou Liao, and the gene sample extracted from it is more powerful than the monster's."

"Prehistoric figure"

"Yes"

"Does Zhou Liao have similar research?"

Lin Jiang said in a deep voice. Qingyun's genetic drug research is based on the genes of monsters, and monsters are no match for cultivators. Although Zhou Liao's two cultivators have lost their cultivation, their foundation is still there. Zhou

Liao has conducted many physical examinations on them, and there are many blood samples. Lin Jiang also obtained some through means.

"Probably not, maybe it was done in secret. The two prehistoric figures attached great importance to Zhou Liao. The drug research they conducted went very smoothly. The methods were different from those in Qingyun, but the effect was not much different."

"Drug quenching, have we done it?"

"Yes, but the progress is very slow. The foundation in this area comes from the industry of alchemists, and Qingyun actually has the most alchemists. We don't have many in China,"

said the person in charge. The foundation of modern medicine in this world comes from two sources. One is the transformation of alchemy by cultivators, and the other is the medical skills of monsters. Thousands of years ago, the medical skills of monsters were quite powerful.

Among the three allied countries, Qingyun had the most immortal cultivators left and was very strong in alchemy, followed by China. Therefore, after entering the modern era, China absorbed more medical skills from the demons and its foundation was not as good as Qingyun.

"Go and recruit people. I know there are many alchemy families in Qingyun. They offer high prices to recruit people,"

Lin Jiang said directly. In fact, he is also an alchemist, but his level is not high. He can't study these things personally, so recruit people. If you have money, you are not afraid of not being able to recruit people.

Then Lin Jiang looked at the results of the experiment. Some test subjects are receiving training. So far, they are performing very well. These test subjects are volunteers that Lin Jiang paid for. Lin Jiang paid, and they worked hard.

After inspecting the laboratory, everyone left. Seeing that Chen Yuanhua was hesitant to speak, Lin Jiang said, "Old Chen, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. There is no outsider."

"Sir, I'll be frank. I'm worried about your safety."

"Oh, tell me what you think." "

With the continuous development of technology, the power of individuals is getting weaker and weaker, even for martial saints. Two years ago, a small country in the west of Shenzhou tried to get rid of Qingyun's control. Qingyun sent a biochemical special forces to attack. A team killed their president openly.

In February of this year, in Yingzhou, a wealthy man was killed by a biochemical special forces amid layers of protection. The biochemical strongmen are equipped with modern high-tech weapons. Their strength is too strong. If they attack suddenly, even I have no chance of winning."

"If they can do it, why can't you?"

"Sir, that's not how it's calculated. Those biochemical special forces are really nothing to us, but what if they are equipped with weapons, such as the Reaper rapid cannon, which weighs only half a ton, and the biochemical special forces can just run with it. I can beat people, but I can't beat artillery shells.

Moreover, we are shields, and the development of shields is always one step slower than that of spears. For example, now, if there are a few death warriors firing artillery shells from a thousand meters away, our bulletproof vehicles can't stop them at all."

"You've thought about it well, but you missed a problem."

"What problem?"

"Balance and fear of death. People are afraid of death. They have the ability to kill me, and I have the ability to kill them, so there is a balance. This is also the reason why I have been stealing technology in recent years. I do these things, not to make money, but for balance. Today, he dares to send people to kill me, and I can also send people to kill them. As a senior executive, assassination is a very inferior means. If everyone kills each other, it will not make up for the loss."

Lin Jiang said. In the past few years, he has been like a thief, stealing technology everywhere, which has kept him strong.

For the top management, assassination is really a low-level method, and it is very easy to cause mutual hatred. If they have to worry about being assassinated by the enemy every day, how can they enjoy life?

"Sir..."

"It's okay. It's a good idea that you have. I support you. If you want to make any changes, you can."

Lin Jiang nodded. He didn't intend to discourage Chen Yuanhua's enthusiasm. The emergence of various new technologies and technologies has driven many things. Lin Jiang couldn't think of such a comprehensive plan. It still needs to be handled by these professionals.

Chen Yuanhua listened to Lin Jiang's words and took it very seriously. After returning, he began to study and found many relevant personnel to help. In less than a month, he came up with a new security plan.

"Sir, many years ago you issued an offensive security policy, which is to collect information that is unfavorable to you from various channels, analyze it, and take the initiative to clean it up if there is any threat to you.

This trick was very effective at first. We have intercepted dozens of unfavorable actions against you through multiple channels, but the information we have learned over the years has become less and less. I don't think that the number of enemies has decreased, but that they have become smarter and used means that we cannot detect. Perhaps they are waiting for you to reveal your flaws and make a fatal blow."

"So, I have found someone to predict the data models of various dangers. The solution we adopted..."

Chen Yuanhua patiently said his plan, and Lin Jiang nodded frequently to express his approval.

Chen Yuanhua's plan is actually not complicated. In summary, it is to list Lin Jiang's enemies and potential enemies, monitor and eavesdrop on them, and eliminate the danger in the bud.

"Prism"

After listening to Chen Yuanhua's words, two words popped up in Lin Jiang's mind. Isn't this the Prism plan? Now, Lin Jiang has become a big villain and the evil side.