43 Foundation
◎Why is the captain here?◎
The Yongsheng Pharmaceutical Gene Conference event was held in a hotel in the city center.
When Zhu Ning arrived, someone was giving a speech. There were more people than expected. The entire hall was full, and many people were standing in the back row or sitting in the corridor.
If you don’t know, you might think they give out eggs for free here.
Zhu Ning was standing in the last row, with the brim of her hat pulled down low so that outsiders could only see the lower half of her face.
The audience were all low-class people, with many robots and defective products visible to the naked eye. Zhu Ning blended in with them without any sense of incongruity.
"Naturals are the weakest of the five types of citizens. They can't run as fast as robots, and their reproductive capacity isn't as strong as clones. But they are nobles. Why? Is it just because they have natural genes?"
There was a man in a tuxedo giving a speech on the podium. His voice was very infectious. As soon as he spoke, the audience below responded.
It really looks like a pyramid scheme organization.
"Second-class, third-class, fourth-class, and fifth-class citizens." The man spoke in a strong tone, holding up one hand and counting three fingers.
"Third-class citizens and below have to struggle for their own survival. A clone's lifespan is only forty to fifty years. Robots must be regularly returned to the factory for repairs, and defective ones require genetic medicine to keep them alive."
"We are like canned goods with an expiration date. We are like a countdown timer hanging above our heads. We are like being tied to a bomb that can explode at any time. When the expiration date comes, the bomb will explode."
"Bang!" The man spoke close to the microphone, and the microphone made a sharp noise that continued to echo in everyone's ears.
"Why should natural persons be so high and mighty? Why should we be so exhausted? Every penny we earn is a struggle for our own survival. We cannot stop. If we stop, we will only wait for death."
"They classify us as inferior, defective, and think we are heretics." The man paused deliberately. "Are we heretics?"
The audience below responded loudly: "No!"
Zhu Ning frowned. This man's speech was not very brilliant, but it was a bit inflammatory, like some kind of spiritual pollution.
It makes people fall into it as soon as they listen to it.
Zhu Ning's high spirits didn't affect her much, but when she glanced around, she saw that the other audience members were in high spirits and were obviously a little excited.
It's that kind of uncontrolled high emotion.
"The Federation has given up on you, but we haven't. We can help you realize all your dreams..."
Zhu Ning became distracted as he listened and felt that the speech was becoming ridiculous.
She didn't know about the robots, but most of the genetic drugs that needed to be injected into the defective products came from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. If what the speaker said was true, then everyone was actually giving money to Yongsheng Pharmaceutical in disguise.
Is this a screening method used by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?
Huang Yaruo was obviously not a first-class citizen or aristocrat, so Zhu Ning guessed that she might be a clone.
Through the Foundation's weekly scheduled publicity, we find suitable test subjects and then conduct experiments in contaminated areas.
The owner of the hot pot restaurant is doing drug experiments.
Huang Yaruo is a special experimental subject. They are exploring the mother-child relationship between pollutants and humans.
But what exactly does Yongsheng Pharmaceutical want to do?
What is their ultimate goal?
Polluting all of humanity?
Create technological monopoly?
Zhu Ning held a booklet in his hand. If he wanted to fully understand what Yongsheng Pharmaceutical was doing, the best way was to sign up.
Either join the Excellent Physical Education Program or join this Dream-Fulfilling Foundation and speak out your dreams.
The speech is almost over, and there will be free dinner and professional Q&A sessions after the speech.
Some audience members in the back rows were standing up and the crowd began to move.
The speaker was still on the stage and many people didn't leave, rushing to ask questions in the crowd.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind her and patted her shoulder.
After being beaten by the demon hunter, Zhu Ning's body's instinctive reaction was faster than her brain, and she twisted the other person's arm with her backhand.
"Ah!" the man cried out, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
Zhu Ning was holding a robot, which was not even covered with simulated human skin. It was a purely natural mechanical body. Zhu Ning used too much force and almost broke his mechanical arm.
This immediately attracted many people to look over, and people next door whispered, "What are you doing?"
Zhu Ning let go of his hand: "I'm sorry."
The other person was shocked and looked at Zhu Ning puzzledly: "I just wanted to give you a flyer!"
Zhu Ning: “…”
She is a little nervous now.
"I'm sorry," Zhu Ning apologized, "I really didn't mean it."
This was all due to the witcher's hell mode training she had received. She had no intention of doing it.
Just... before my brain could react, my body moved on its own.
The robot flexed its arms, looked at Zhu Ning warily, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The robot was like a security guard, and it seemed like it would kick Zhu Ning out if it noticed anything unusual about him.
Zhu Ning looks like a martial artist, and his appearance here is very suspicious.
Zhu Ning took the flyer and said casually, "I'm a defective product. I'm here to listen to the speech."
When the robot heard that Zhu Ning was a defective product, his expression changed. He lowered his voice and asked, "How many years do you have left?"
Zhu Ning watched his attitude soften, why did he change his face now?
Zhu Ning: "Only one year left."
Upon hearing this news, the robot completely lost his temper, and there was a hint of sympathy in his expression when he looked at Zhu Ning.
With only one year left to live, he is essentially terminally ill.
Zhu Ning really didn't expect that a defective product could receive such sympathy, because the robot didn't want to argue with Zhu Ning anymore.
The robot lowered its voice and asked, "Are you really a defective product?"
Zhu Ning looked healthy, and the robot suspected she was an undercover agent.
Zhu Ning took out his identity information and waved it in front of the robot. The robot didn't see the specific information clearly, but it also saw a symbol.
Roman numeral five.
The identity symbol of fifth-class citizens.
This thing can't be faked.
Zhu Ning asked, "Do you believe it now?"
The robot looked at Zhu Ning as if he had found a treasure. He glanced around and asked in a low voice as if he were doing an underground transaction, "Do you want to try this experiment?"
Here it comes.
This person may think that Zhu Ning is a potential user.
Zhu Ning played dumb: "What experiment?"
The robot, like a salesman, pulled out a thick stack of documents. "Eternal Life Pharmaceutical's experimental projects are only for regular customers."
The robot pulled Zhu Ning into the shadows and whispered, "I think you're a perfect match."
Zhu Ning looked at the document, pretending to be curious, and asked, "Where is the right place?"
Robot: "We prioritize recruiting people who only have fifteen months left to live, but they're a little hard to find."
Then Zhu Ning perfectly meets their recruitment goals.
Defective products are also divided into high and low grades. It is not easy to find one with only one year left to live in a huge crowd of people.
Zhu Ning frowned, feeling that he was getting closer and closer.
Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has inadvertently extended an olive branch to Zhu Ning.
She now has two choices.
First, pretend that you know nothing, leave immediately, and then continue to improve yourself by taking genetic drugs.
Second, participate in Yongsheng Pharmaceutical's experimental plan.
But she had a problem, she didn't know what the original owner was like.
If the original owner was already an experimental subject of the immortality plan, then her second registration would definitely cause trouble.
After all, she should be dead in a sense.
Moreover, ever since she came out of Experiment No. 777, she had suspected that Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals was looking for her.
As long as Zhu Ning shows up again, she will definitely be exposed.
Zhu Ning asked: "No side effects?"
Robot: "How is that possible? The experiment will definitely have side effects."
Zhu Ning asked like a client coming for consultation: "Is the chance of success high?"
Robot: "High, the latest data is 5%."
Five percent is already a very high probability. After all, the effect of genetic drugs on defective products is not very good.
Zhu Ning: "What happens if we fail?"
The robot suddenly stopped and stared at Zhu Ning with its huge mechanical eyes. After two seconds, he slowly said, "It depends on whether you are willing to gamble. There is a one percent chance that you will become a sixth-class citizen."
He didn't answer the question directly.
If Zhu Ning was willing to take a gamble, she would definitely die in a year if she did not participate in the experiment, but if she participated in the experiment, she would most likely become a sixth-class citizen.
Many people are willing to try it.
Zhu Ning asked a seemingly innocuous question: "How much commission do you get for doing this?"
"..." The robot probably didn't expect Zhu Ning to ask this, "Three hundred thousand per person."
No wonder they were so enthusiastic. When I heard that Zhu Ning only had a year left to live, it was like seeing a walking new coin.
Zhu Ning: "I'll think about it."
The robot said, "Alright, here's my business card. Come find me when you've made up your mind. Or you can go directly to Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, any branch will do. Just show me my business card, you understand?"
Zhu Ning: "I understand. This way the performance bonus will be yours."
That's quite reasonable, the robot thought. Zhu Ning is a rare client who is not difficult to deal with.
The robot handed Zhu Ning a card. This world was a technologically advanced place, and those who had business cards were either sophisticated people or people like it.
There is a certain threshold, and they are unwilling to spread their contact information online, so they only contact each other one-on-one.
Zhu Ning picked up the business card and turned it over to see a sentence written on the back.
"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, change your genes and create your future."
This is Yongsheng Pharmaceutical's advertising slogan. Zhu Ning has different feelings every time he sees this sentence.
Now a door is open in front of Zhu Ning. As long as Zhu Ning signs up for this excellent physical program, she can open this door immediately.
There might be an experiment behind the door.
It may also attract the killer's pursuit.
But no matter what, as long as she made this call, she was confronting Yongsheng Pharmaceutical head-on.
The question is, does Zhu Ning have the capital?
She wants to fight against such a huge pharmaceutical industry on her own?
It shouldn't have come to this.
The robot had already walked away, his eyes darting around, looking for the next potential customer.
Zhu Ning came to attend the Yongsheng Pharmaceutical lecture and only got a business card.
Can it be considered as... a gain?
The speaker had left the podium, the staff was cleaning it, and the remaining half of the audience left one after another.
Zhu Ning was still thinking about something when he suddenly frowned.
She saw someone in the crowd.
Zhu Ning rarely saw her in casual clothes, and this was so different from her usual outfit that he didn't recognize her for a moment.
She was wearing a sun hat and sunglasses over her glasses and was sitting in the third row.
She stood up from her seat and seemed to want to go out through the left door.
But Zhu Ning worked with her and could tell who she was from her figure.
Is that...Xu Meng?
Why is the captain here?
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