Chapter 211 From the moment she chose to take those things out, the peaceful days were temporarily over.
The middle-aged man wearing glasses looked at the old leader and said in a low voice:
"From a technical standpoint, the solution proposed by Expert Gu is theoretically feasible. The key lies in the accuracy of the intelligence and the absolute perfection of the sample design. This requires the highest level of collaboration and confidentiality."
The general-ranking officer also said in a deep voice:
Strategically, this is a proactive move, turning a passive situation into an active one. But in execution, we must proceed with extreme caution, and no step can go wrong.
Especially regarding the safety of the expert himself, it must be prioritized at the highest level, even... requiring the preparation of a body double and multiple disguise plans.
The old leader's fingers tapped the table again, this time with a slow but firm rhythm.
His gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on Gu Baobao and Lu Zhanming.
"The plan has been approved in principle."
Those five words seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds.
"Establish a special task force for gifts."
The old commander began issuing instructions.
"Zhao Feng, you are in charge of intelligence support and channel design. You must provide the most detailed and reliable information on the Lavoisier Laboratory and a feasible gift-giving plan."
"yes!"
"Engineer Zhou,"
He looked at the middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"You will take the lead in organizing the most reliable pharmacology, chemistry, and biology experts to form a top-secret review group to conduct a back-to-back feasibility assessment and risk simulation of Comrade Gu Baobao's technical proposal. The personnel must be absolutely reliable and sign the highest level of confidentiality agreement."
"clear."
"Deputy Commander Li,"
He told the generals and soldiers,
"You are in overall charge of the safety and security of Comrade Gu Baobao and all her immediate family members, with Comrade Lu Zhanming responsible for the specific execution."
The security level has been raised to the highest level, and corresponding emergency and cover plans have been prepared.
"Mission accomplished!"
Finally, he looked at Gu Baobao, his eyes deep and thoughtful:
"Comrade Gu Baobao, you are in charge of implementing the core technology. If you need any resources, conditions, or assistance, just ask, and the working group will do its best to meet your needs."
However, you must ensure that the triggering conditions and consequences of the gifts you create are under your absolute control, and that there is absolutely no accidental spread or unintended harm.
"I pledge my life and my physician's oath."
Gu Baobao solemnly replied.
"good."
The old leader stood up, and everyone in the conference room followed suit.
"This matter concerns national dignity and whether we can sever a sinister hand reaching for scientific and technological talent. Success is the only option; failure is not an option."
The old commander's gaze swept over the crowd once more.
"Comrades, this is a war without gunfire, but equally brutal. What we are facing is greed and evil disguised in the guise of technology."
Since they have chosen the most despicable means, we will respond to them in the wisest and most resolute way.
"Meeting adjourned. Everyone prepare yourselves. The first plenary meeting of the working group will be held in three days, and I need to see the preliminary framework of the plan."
When Gu Baobao and Lu Zhanming walked out of the small building after the meeting, it was already getting dark.
A cold wind swept in, carrying the dry chill characteristic of northern winters.
After getting into the car, Lu Zhanming didn't start the engine immediately. Instead, he turned around and looked intently at Gu Baobao.
Are you scared?
He asked, his voice a little hoarse.
Gu Baobao shook her head, leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, and finally showed a deep weariness on her face.
"I'm not afraid of the plan itself. I just feel... a little tired."
She opened her eyes and looked at the dimly lit street scene rushing past the window.
"Sometimes I really wish that medicine was just medicine, something to be used to save lives."
Lu Zhanming reached out and took her cold hand in his palm, warming it up forcefully.
"Once this matter is settled, I will stay with you and we will only do things to save lives and treat illnesses."
Gu Baobao smiled but didn't say anything.
She knew that from the moment he chose her, and from the moment she chose to take those things out, the peaceful days were temporarily over.
But she doesn't regret it.
The car drove back to the courtyard house in Houhai.
The lights in the courtyard were on, creating a quiet and warm atmosphere.
As planned, Gu Jianye and his family were escorted to the train station this afternoon to return to Qinghetun.
Only the two of them and the guard on duty remained in the courtyard.
After eating a quick bite, Gu Baobao went into the bedroom and locked the door.
Lu Zhanming knew she was going to enter that space to begin the core refining of the Devil's Gift.
He didn't disturb them, but simply stood quietly in the outer room.
In this space, time flows slowly.
Gu Baobao stood in the laboratory on the second floor of the villa.
The equipment here is far ahead of its time; many are legacies of her previous life's laboratory, while others are upgrades from basic equipment obtained by exchanging merit points from the system shop.
She didn't start immediately. Instead, she sat down, closed her eyes, and repeatedly went over the scenario in her mind.
【Defu.】
She called out in her heart.
[I'm here, host!]
The system sprite's voice remained lively, but it seemed to sense the host's serious mood, and its tone became much more serious.
"Retrieve all the databases on bioalkaloid structural modification, directed decay, and molecular-specific reactions. Also, all the data and simulation results from my previous 'mutant' deduction."
【Okay! Data retrieval in progress...】
A flood of information entered Gu Baobao's consciousness.
She absorbed the information like a sponge, combining it with her knowledge of pharmacology and toxicology from her past and present lives, as well as her assessment of Lavoisier's potential technological level in this era, and began to construct a complex and sophisticated model.
What she was designing was not a simple poison.
That's too simplistic and too easily detected and attributed to external factors.
What she wanted was an intelligent, deceptive substance.
It must demonstrate unparalleled positive effects in the first phase, whether it's cell viability testing, animal experiments, or even preliminary human trials, the data must be insanely impressive.
Then, upon reaching a certain critical point, encountering a specific catalyst, or accumulating a certain number of metabolic cycles,
The previously buried instructions are activated, causing the molecular structure to undergo a predetermined, irreversible disintegration and transformation, turning the elixir into waste or even poison.
This requires an exceptional understanding and mastery of chemistry, biochemistry, and pharmacokinetics.
Fortunately, she has a space laboratory where she can simulate and experiment countless times.
Fortunately, she had a database of merit-based systems, which provided fundamental theoretical support that was ahead of its time.
More importantly, she had every reason to succeed.
The laboratory lights stayed on night after night.
Gu Baobao neither ate nor drank, completely immersed in the construction of that microscopic world.
Failure, adjustment, failure again, adjustment again... Sweat soaked her temples, and her eyes were bloodshot from staring at data and simulation images for long periods of time.
Lu Zhanming saw that there was no movement inside. He knew that time flowed in the space, and his baby had been working for a very long time.
He felt sorry for her, but he couldn't take her place.
All I could do was leave her meals at the door on time, remind her to replenish her energy, and then silently encourage her in my heart.
Occasionally, Gu Baobao would come out, her face pale, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.
She would ask Lu Zhanming for the latest intelligence fragments about the Lavoisier Laboratory sent by Zhao Feng, including suspected component analysis of a certain catalyst, temperature settings for a certain purification step, and even some test data on their waste materials.
She treasured these seemingly scattered pieces of information and incorporated them into the ever-improving design of the "trap".
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