So many experiments were conducted before, and countless people were injected with Chunxian's blood, but in the end, only two were top-quality test subjects!
Everyone knows how slim the odds are.
However, when Fu Xian's blood and Ning Yuan's blood were fused together and injected into an ordinary person, there were no side effects whatsoever!
He is very healthy, extremely healthy.
This is a top-quality experimental sample!
What does this tell us?
This indicates that Ning Yuan's blood is a better match for immortals!
Diluting Fu Xian's blood with his blood might create more and more powerful superhumans!
Upon hearing Jiang Rentian's words, the man was first taken aback, then felt elated.
He was actually a top-tier experimental subject?
Does that mean he'll be able to act with impunity in the Jiang family from now on, with his status and position rising higher and higher?
The man grinned. "President Jiang, I think it must be because that's the God of Fortune. The God of Fortune brings good fortune, and I'm blessed with good fortune now!"
“Of course, that’s Fu Xian,” Jiang Rentian affirmed.
"How do you feel right now?" Jiang Rentian asked again.
"I feel great now, I'm full of energy, I walk much more briskly, and I even feel... I've become younger and my luck has improved!"
"As for the rest, for now... I don't feel anything."
The man scratched his head; that was all he could sense.
"President Jiang, you said I'm now a top-tier test subject, so does that mean my salary should also be..." The man glanced at Jiang Rentian and, taking advantage of his good mood, couldn't help but ask.
"Since you are a superior test subject, you should naturally be treated according to the standards for superior test subjects."
"Once you settle in here, the doctors will keep a close eye on your condition. If anything goes wrong, they can help you."
Jiang Rentian continued.
Upon hearing this, the man's smile grew even brighter, his eyes almost squinting into slits.
He nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"
After he finished speaking, a doctor led him to a room.
"Your guess has been confirmed. Now it's time to deal with Ning Yuan, isn't it?" Zhou Tianming asked coldly as the group left.
He didn't care about creating immortals or anything like that; all he cared about was when to kill Ning Yuan.
"The banquet is the day after tomorrow. We'll make our move then. I'll have the immortal assist you," Jiang Rentian said coldly, his eyes sharp.
His body is old, and its functions are declining.
Now that the experiment was successful, he would have to transfer Ning Yuan's blood to himself, and then, like the immortal, transplant the immortal's flesh into his own body.
At that time, he too can become an immortal.
He no longer needs to rely on the immortals; he himself is an immortal.
He is still the God of Fortune, revered and worshipped by everyone!
Those people would take the initiative to flatter him and beg him.
Neither the police nor the secret service could do anything to him.
No one would dare to oppose a deity!
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