Chapter 84: Half of it is that you can’t open the champagne halfway.
No one would not expect a miracle to happen, especially when despair is about to fall.
When the wartime commander-in-chief received the call, he felt as if he was struck by luck and at a loss. He hoped for a miracle and longed for a miracle, but he couldn't help feeling homesick.
This iron-hearted man actually started crying silently after hanging up the phone.
However, this process was very brief. He quietly wiped away his tears with his sleeve, then looked up and saw the cold and steady commander again: "Everyone, please pay attention. Project Skyfire has been successful. From now on, all departments must unconditionally cooperate with the production of the potion! I don't want the process, I just want it to be fast! Do you understand?"
"yes--"
All the awake people on the other end of the signal began to move. In fact, after three days and four nights, according to incomplete statistics, nearly half of the world's population had fallen into a deep sleep. The remaining awake people were either about to fall asleep or had used the "dawn potion".
This is also the work of Professor Bian Ling. It is effective and very easy to use.
It is precisely because of this potion that they prepared all the prerequisites in advance, waiting for the "Sky Fire" to perform the impossible miracle with its own hands.
And now, this miracle has indeed been born.
It even came faster than he imagined.
It is hard to imagine that this young genius scientist could complete the production of anti-immune virus medicine in such a short time, and at the same time produce a more effective and widely used aerosol medicine.
If the virus weren't so rapid, the Dawn Elixir would have been perfectly adequate. According to Professor Yu, who promoted the Dawn Elixir, it achieved perfection in both production difficulty and raw material availability.
Laymen watch the fun, while experts will only be shocked by the ingenious design of this genius.
This is absolute talent, a realm that no one can achieve even if they spend their entire life.
It is a blessing for such talented scientists, and also a blessing for the times, to be born in the same era as them.
The name Bianling will surely go down in history.
After the commander-in-chief finished his reflection, he plunged into his busy work again. He needed to coordinate the production, distribution and use procedures of various departments, and also sent people to negotiate with the United Nations on the global use of medicines.
Seven days is the limit of the virus's dormancy predicted by almost all experts. They must outrun death before then to save their homes and themselves.
To be honest, in the past, China definitely did not have such a great influence in the international medical community. However, because of the "Dawn Pharmacy" and the golden signboard of Bianling, the speed of progress in international diplomacy was unexpectedly fast.
In many foreign countries, power is held by the rich and the nobles, and these people are often the most afraid of death. You only need to use the "Dawn Potion" to pave the way, and all government orders will be quickly implemented.
Perhaps even Bian Ling himself did not expect that his name would one day become so important.
After the intense work was over, the scientists who had assisted him were taken away by their assistants one after another. Only he did not leave. It was not that he did not want to leave, but the cold laboratory gave him enough sense of security. He did not plan to leave before the eighth day.
"Are you really not leaving? We have prepared a comfortable resting environment for you. No one will disturb you."
"I don't like to say the same thing twice."
After shedding those seemingly crazy feelings, Bian Ling is actually a very calm person at heart. He has already completed the most difficult step among the ninety-nine steps. If this world is destined to be destroyed, then the ending will ultimately be eternal sleep.
Professor, don't be so pessimistic.
“This is not pessimism.”
What is that?
"You can't open the champagne halfway."
...Host, you are not allowed to drink alcohol, but the smart Ajun is not a system, he will not do it knowingly.
After the high-intensity nervous tension, fatigue and sleepiness will come like water. Bian Ling poured himself a glass of milk, then tore open a piece of bread and started eating.
Long-term intake of nutrient solution will leave the stomach in an empty state. At this moment, Bian Ling felt that the state of his brain and stomach were actually similar.
To be honest, after the potion was successful, the enthusiastic Professor Bian became a little confused.
He began to have wild thoughts, not because he doubted his own scientific research ability, but because—
Are people in this world really so reliable?
They will indeed not infringe on his scientific research results, nor will they interfere with any of his decisions. They will even respect his choices, tolerate his willfulness, solve his troubles, and finally put him on a high platform, but all of this is based on the premise of... world peace.
Once social order begins to collapse, will his medicine still be of any use?
Perhaps, they would eventually disappoint him and lead him into the same dead end he had already walked into.
【Is it tasty? 】
"It's okay, pretty sweet."
While Professor Bian was leisurely waiting for the final "game settlement screen", people all over the world began to work at an accelerated speed "because of him".
Someone fell asleep every moment, but before that, most people did not give up fighting for survival.
Even if you are truly desperate in your heart, when there is someone who is revered by everyone and is still trying hard, you can't help but place your hopes on that person.
Then, they waited for the birth of a miracle.
Governments of various countries and the United Nations issued a joint statement that a specific drug to treat the virus has been developed by a team led by Chinese scientist Bian Ling, and they need to mobilize everyone to use it!
When it comes to defending our common home, even nationality can be temporarily put aside.
Although some people tried to fish in troubled waters, they were quickly caught. Peace and chaos, order and disorder began to alternate repeatedly, but human struggles would not affect human survival.
They are contradictory, yet they coexist constantly.
It had only been half a day since Bian Ling invented the aerosol medicine, and planes had already started high-altitude operations in the clear sky.
It started with the densely populated plains, and then radiated outward little by little, not only humans, but also animals and plants, precious soil, mountains, oceans, and... everything on the earth.
The machines in the factory were working so hard that they were smoking. The engineers repeatedly adjusted the parameters to increase the production speed to the highest level.
The aviation pilots work day and night, no matter they are retired, civilian or military officers, they are all the same at this moment, they rush to the front line to spray medicine, and they will not rest as long as the plane does not rest.
In addition to high-altitude operations, some sparsely populated countries also use agricultural equipment to spray pesticides on a large scale. On pastures, farms, and plateaus, the pesticides are quietly devouring the diseased plants in the air.
In other words, all possible tools and things were used.
Those who carry firewood for the crowd may freeze to death in the wind and snow, but when everyone carries firewood, the wind and snow will bow to them.
And on the top of the mountains, in the uninhabited plateaus and barren lands, and on the vast ocean, this is the time for the great powers to demonstrate their strength.
Every country has its own hidden treasures. Some lethal weapons are not suitable to be used, but in order to spray pesticides as quickly as possible, many aiming and positioning devices are unexpectedly useful.
Of course, if it is combined with some highly confidential military equipment, the radiation range will be even more impressive.
If it were only China, it would indeed stand out from the crowd, but in a treaty signed by multiple parties, each country must "do its best". The coma is collective, and no one will survive unless the dawn potion is used.
As for the Dawn Potion, to say that there are too many people and too little resources is an exaggeration, so if we want to solve the current situation, we must work together.
Another day and night passed, and Bian Ling took off his blindfold, finding it difficult to tell the difference between day and night.
【Professor, it's not even 4:00 PM now.】
"Hmm, headache."
This was a typical symptom of overusing the brain. Bian Ling reached out and scooped up a bottle of nutrient solution and drank it, but the dull pain in his head didn't ease much. He simply fell back down and said, "Call me when the world ends."
[……] Ajun thought about it, but in the end didn’t say a word.
However, he had slept for less than two hours when he was woken up by a call from a visitor.
Bian Ling exuded a low pressure, his eyes were much gloomier, and his whole face was filled with an expression of "You'd better be in trouble, otherwise I'll kill you with a knife."
Wen Xun:...It seems like you came at the wrong time.
"Did you inject the drug?"
Wen Xun shook his head. The Tianhuo Pharmaceuticals factory had been temporarily taken over by the state. He wasn't important enough to be assigned to Dawn Pharmacy, and he wouldn't fight for special privileges at this time. "No, there are field studies showing that patients who have recovered from cancer treatment with Qucanling are more resistant to viruses."
Bian Ling thought about it and nodded: "It's not too wild, about the level of a domestic free-range chicken."
...There's no need to be so specific.
"I'm free anyway, do you want some dawn potion? Someone in your family seems to be unconscious, right?"
Wen Xun nodded blankly upon hearing this. In fact, if you look closely, you can see that there is indeed fatigue on his face that is hard to hide: "Actually, Old Xie fell asleep too."
No eggs can remain intact when the nest is overturned. This is a truth that Wen Xun understood a long time ago. However, when he really faced the collapse of the building, the feeling of powerlessness all over his body still made him suffer.
These days he occasionally felt despair, thinking that sometimes people just couldn't overcome disasters, but when he opened Weibo and saw the post by Bian Ling, he felt that the future was bright.
Even though Bian Ling's shoulders are thin and his temperament is very abstract, his existence is like a firm mountain. He is the mountain god of everyone and the anchor of their hope at this moment.
"Wen Xun, go to sleep."
"What?"
"Even free-range chickens can sleep." Professor Bian thought for a moment and slightly modified his expression. "You look like you won't see the sun tomorrow."
Wen Xun touched his face: "Is it that serious?"
"Yes, it looks like he's going to die suddenly in the next second." Bian Ling pointed at the insulated lunch box beside him, "If you didn't know, you would have thought you were here to have your last dinner with me."
Ajun: ...That’s not that early, there are still at least two days left!
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The author has something to say: Premier Wen: The sky is falling, I am no longer even a clam spirit, I have become a free-range chicken, and a domesticated one at that! [Scared][Scared]
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