After the software was developed, Zhuang Li also accelerated his research on genetically modified drugs.
It is precisely because of the powerful computing power of this software that he is able to analyze every genetic fragment of Si Ming and find the password to modify them.
More than a month later, Zhuang Li walked out of the laboratory, took off his goggles, and said to the researchers waiting for him, "Success."
Everyone was stunned for a moment before they burst into ecstatic voices, "Success?"
"Is it true?"
"Can we go in and see Tony?"
Zhuang Li pointed to the glass door behind him and nodded with a smile. "Go in, don't scare Tony. We'll submit the application to the higher-ups this afternoon and start the human experiments. Have you found the volunteers?"
"It's found! Many people have heard about our research project and come to sign up. It is said that some people have spent tens of millions to buy a spot." The researchers rushed into the laboratory, surrounded a monkey named Tony and stared at him, with joyful smiles on their faces.
Tony was so scared that he was spinning around in the cage, one arm hanging limply, and the other arm shaking the iron bars hard, yelling something.
A young researcher dubbed it out of boredom: "Let me out, let me out, you damned humans!"
Everyone burst into laughter. After checking Tony's latest medical report, they sighed with emotion: "Without us damn humans, you'd be dead, Tony! You have ALS!"
"Tony's disease has been cured, but unfortunately his hand is still paralyzed. He can no longer climb trees and can only pick fruits from the ground to eat." A researcher bent down, stared at Tony's arm hanging on the ground, and shook his head regretfully.
"The arm can also be restored." Zhuang Li, who was standing aside checking the experimental data, suddenly said.
"Really? Teacher Zhuang, do you have a way to make its arms move again?" All the researchers looked at Zhuang Li with expectant expressions on their faces.
"Well, this is my next research project, brain-computer interface technology. It integrates the brain, human body and machine into a new life form. This life form has physical strength, intelligence and lifespan beyond that of ordinary people, and can survive well in any environment." Zhuang Li filled in the information while casually talking about the future.
A group of researchers listened with fascination, muttering, "Isn't that a mechanical warrior?"
Zhuang Li thought about it carefully and explained, "They are not mechanical warriors. To be more precise, they are a super race that is wrapped in flesh and blood, and flesh and blood. They can survive for hundreds of years without aging."
Researchers: "..." This is much cooler than a mechanical warrior!
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Two months later, Zhuang Li was invited to attend Mr. Si's 70th birthday.
When he arrived, the Si family's house was already ablaze with lights and filled with cheers.
Those who came to the banquet were all famous and influential people. Some gathered in twos and threes to drink, while others gathered around a table with more than ten people chatting and laughing. Beautiful women with long hair walked gracefully with wine glasses in their hands, and gentlemen in suits and ties sat in the corners to take a nap with cigarettes between their teeth. The atmosphere inside and outside the venue was luxurious and decadent.
Si Ming took the little curly-haired boy's hand, walked through the fragrant living room, went up the spiral staircase with crystal chandeliers, and looked for a private space.
Someone saw them, but just smiled and nodded, without coming forward to talk to them.
This Mr. Si is famous for his weird temper. He never attends social events and lives like a transparent person.
Xiu Zhaotian, on the other hand, often brought his illegitimate son to banquets and introduced him to prominent elders, as if paving the way for him. He dared to overthrow the Si family even before Old Master Si died. Who gave him the courage?
Now, Mr. Si was completely irritated by him. He took back all the properties from him a while ago, and even put up a "for sale" sign on the luxurious villa of the Xiu family, which was a disguised way of driving them away.
Today's Xiu Zhaotian is no longer the powerful Xiu who once was, but just a homeless and poor man.
To put it nicely, the Xiu family was one of City B's most affluent families. To put it bluntly, it was merely the dowry brought by Mrs. Si. How could Xiu Zhaotian, a gigolo who lived off his wife, have the nerve to raise a mistress and sire an illegitimate child under Mr. Si's nose? He was truly out of his mind.
Thinking of this, the guests couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, looking at Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue standing in the corner, with obvious sarcasm in their eyes.
The Xiu family father and son raised their glasses and smiled back, but they were suppressing their anger and embarrassment in their hearts.
Xiu Yue stared at Si Ming and Zhuang Li as they slowly walked up to the second floor. His eyes darkened and he said to his father, "Dad, I'm going to the bathroom."
"Come back quickly, I'll take you to see your grandfather later." Xiu Zhaotian instructed.
"Okay." Xiu Yue nodded with a smile.
The father and son openly addressed Mr. Si as "Grandpa." On the surface, it seemed they were being courteous, but in reality, they had already considered the Si family theirs.
As soon as Xiu Yue left, Old Man Si came out, accompanied by Zhong Xingyun. There was no sign of Si Ming at all.
Everyone had long been accustomed to Si Ming's absence, so they were not surprised and quickly surrounded him to offer their blessings.
Xiu Zhaotian also strode over, pushed through the crowd, and supported Mr. Si's other arm, saying casually, "Dad, is Xiao Ming feeling better? I found him a doctor who specializes in ALS in the United States. I'll take him there in a few days to see if there's any way to delay his onset of the disease.
"I heard his right hand has completely lost sensation. Can he still use his left hand? Are there any other lesions in his body? His health can't be delayed any longer. Please leave him to me. I will take him to recuperate abroad."
After hearing these words, all those who came to congratulate showed astonishment, and the noisy living room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone knows that Mr. Si's daughter died of ALS. But Mr. Si completely concealed the news that Si Ming also had ALS.
Therefore, the outside world all thought that the Xiu and Si families were destined to belong to Si Ming in the future, and Xiu Zhaotian was just a caretaker and would soon be kicked out by Mr. Si.
Therefore, there are actually not many people who truly respect Xiu Zhaotian. Everyone's respect and awe for him only comes from his identity as the son-in-law of the Si family.
A few days ago, Mr. Si took back his property and kicked him out of the house. Everyone laughed at him and some people took the opportunity to add insult to injury.
However, at this moment, upon hearing the news that Si Ming was suffering from ALS, everyone's opinion of Xiu Zhaotian changed drastically. No wonder he dared to take his illegitimate child back, no wonder he was living with his mistress. Old Master Si said nothing, but it turned out that Si Ming was dying!
In this case, wouldn't the Xiu family and the Si family be in Xiu Zhaotian's pocket in the future?
Everyone was silent for a moment before they happily congratulated Mr. Si on his birthday, but then turned around and started to make their own plans.
Those who were originally extremely cold towards Xiu Zhaotian now showed gentle smiles and came over one after another with wine glasses in hand to chat with him.
It took Xiu Zhaotian only a single sentence to go from the most unpopular clown to the most celebrated star. So what if he stepped on Si Ming to ascend to the top? If Grandpa Si didn't want his grandson to die helpless in a hospital bed for the rest of his life, he had to give him this honor.
"Dad, you should drink less. It's not good for your health." Xiu Zhaotian snatched the red wine glass from Mr. Si's hand and exercised his power as the master in the name of "for your own good."
Zhong Xingyun was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead.
Mr. Si's eyes just darkened slightly before he returned to his calm smile.
"Thank you for your concern." He patted the back of Xiu Zhaotian's hand affectionately.
Xiu Zhaotian's arm trembled, and he almost threw the old man's skinny and cold hand away. At that moment, he almost thought he was entangled by a poisonous snake.
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At the same time, Si Ming brought the little curly-haired boy to his bedroom and kissed him on the bed without even closing the door.
"Slow down." Zhuang Li pushed the man aside and pointed to a place three meters away. "Stand there."
Si Ming climbed up panting, stood three meters away, and stared at the little curly-haired boy on the bed.
Seeing him so obedient, Zhuang Li smiled with satisfaction. He took out a silver metal box from his bag and said, "I've brought you a gift. Stand still and I'll put it on you."
Si Ming stood at attention and whispered, "I won't move. What are you going to put on me?"
Zhuang Li didn't answer, but silently attached two fingernail-sized and cicada-wing-thin electrodes to Si Ming's temples on both sides, and then put a flesh-colored nylon sleeve on Si Ming's right hand, which had completely lost consciousness.
The nylon sleeves were extremely elastic and quickly adhered tightly to Si Ming's skin. Without a close look, one couldn't tell that it was a layer of cloth.
After making preparations, Zhuang Li slowly stepped back and said with a smile, "I'm already eighteen years old. Did you know that?"
"I know." Si Ming's voice immediately became hoarse, and his ears turned red, as if he was thinking of something.
He had long forgotten about the electrodes on both sides of his head and the strange sleeve.
"You passed all the subjects in the last monthly exam. I said I would give you a reward. Do you remember?" Zhuang Li continued to ask.
"Remember." Si Ming licked his dry lips.
"Okay then." Zhuang Li slowly backed away and sat down on the soft sofa. He crossed his long legs, stretched out his slender left hand, and said softly, "Now, please extend your right hand and hold mine. If you succeed, I promise you'll have whatever you want tonight."
Si Ming's burning gaze quickly cooled, and the surprise on his face turned into frustration.
"You know, I have no feeling in my right hand. Do you... do you dislike me and want to find an excuse to reject me?" He lowered his head to hide his eyes that were flushed with embarrassment.
"Do you believe in miracles? If you do, try raising your right hand and holding mine." Zhuang Li hooked his slender index finger, coaxing like a devil, "Come, just one thought, one move, and I'll be yours. Come, dear, reach out to me, we'll be very happy tonight."
Smoke was already coming out of Si Ming's ears, and what leaked out of his dark eyes was no longer frustration and disappointment, but uncontrollable desire.
He took a few steps forward and stretched out his right hand with all his strength.
He originally thought that this action could only be completed in his brain, but in reality, he suddenly saw his right hand stretch out over his eyes, and tremblingly grasped the white palm of the little curly-haired boy that was spread out under the light.
Si Ming suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in disbelief.
Before he could come to his senses, Zhuang Li had already grasped his right hand and pulled him into his arms. While kissing his hot ears and trembling lips, he smiled and whispered, "My dear, you did it. I am yours tonight."
These words quickly brought Si Ming back from his trance.
He raised his right hand again, gently stroked the handsome face of the little curly-haired boy, then spread out his palm and placed it under his eyes, looking at him in disbelief. Two lines of hot tears slid down his face unconsciously, but he grinned happily again.
He had long known that this person would be his miracle.
Zhuang Li also chuckled, then lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
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At the same time, an LED screen placed in the banquet hall downstairs suddenly began to play a strange image: the eldest son of the Si family and a strange boy were hugging each other and kissing, making a blushing and heart-pounding sound.
What is going on?
The eldest son of the Si family is not only sick and dying, but also a homosexual? Doesn't that mean that Mr. Si's wish for his grandson to quickly produce an heir has been dashed?
Everyone looked at each other, and then regret was revealed.
Has the Si family been cursed these past few years? Each descendant is less capable than the last. In this light, the illegitimate child Xiu Zhaotian brought with him could be cultivated as an heir.
The banquet hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Xiu Zhaotian glared at the screen angrily, gritting his teeth as if he wanted to tear the boy who seduced his son to pieces alive.
Mr. Si suddenly covered his mouth, stifling the exclamation of surprise that was about to burst out. While others saw only the two teenagers' erotic affairs, he saw his grandson's hands moving freely.
Xiao Ming's right hand has recovered? Is this true? When did it happen?
Mr. Si fell into a daze.
The housekeeper immediately ran to the LED screen and tried to turn off the video, but was severely rebuked by Mr. Si: "Don't turn it off, let me take a look."
The butler was completely taken aback, not understanding why the old man would issue such an order. The whole room was full of guests watching! Wasn't he afraid of making a fool of himself?
Zhong Xingyun also noticed the problem. He looked up at the screen with an ecstatic look on his face.
At the same time, the two young men, who had been kissing passionately, finally broke apart. The handsome young man wiped away a bit of saliva from the corner of Young Master Si's mouth and smiled coldly at the camera, "Xiu Yue, have you taken enough pictures?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen fell into darkness, and Xiu Yue, who was discovered, interrupted the subsequent filming.
He even dared to do this at Mr. Si’s birthday party. He is really ambitious!
But it was worth it. With the scandal of Young Master Si being gay exposed, Old Master Si had to consider a new heir. The Xiu and Si families combined had hundreds of billions in assets; they couldn't just donate it all to the nation, could they? Furthermore, Si Ming had ALS and was doomed to paralysis. Besides Xiu Zhaotian, who would take care of him? Old Master Si was already old; how much longer could he possibly be with Si Ming?
After all the counting, these hundreds of billions of assets will eventually fall into the hands of Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue.
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