Chapter 1645: Chapter 783: Military-Style Managent, Surprises Everywhere
The elderly often say, “It’s better to rush early than rush late.”
There are other sayings like, “If you don’t hurry in the morning, you’ll be in a rush in the evening,” and even poetic lines such as, “Flowers may bloom again, but youth never returns.”
These phrases all speak to one simple truth: whether it’s a trivial matter or a major life decision, it’s best to act early. Otherwise, when you look back later, you’ll regret not having done sothing sooner.
This truth resonates deeply with the forr kidnappers of the twins, now dubbed Experintal Subject No.1 and Experintal Subject No.2. Look at No.1 Coolie and No.2 Coolie—neither were exactly saints before, they even shot the big boss. But now? Their lives are as pleasant as can be. As long as they put in effort, they live every day like immortals.
What about the two of us?
Experintal Subject No.1 gazed at the jar containing his severed arm, and Experintal Subject No.2’s foot, and expressed profound mourning. The phrase “living is hard” took on a whole new, visceral aning for them.
But there’s another saying that resonated even more deeply for them now: “Living is hard, but dying is harder.” They couldn’t even die if they wanted to!
The older coolie who was a dinosaur enthusiast couldn’t care less about the internal struggles of these two experintal subjects. He was enthusiastically reporting to Yan Fei, “Did you see this, boss? This is the wonder of nature. Do you know how long this arm and foot have been detached from their bodies? It’s truly miraculous. We’ve trialed this with animals before, but I never thought…”
Haven’t you guys done similar experints on other creatures before? Is it worth getting this excited just because the subject’s changed?
Listening to the old man ramble on and on, Yan Fei impatiently interrupted him, “What’s the progress on drug developnt? How long do you estimate until we see results?”
After visiting ho, although Professor Qi’s health seed okay outwardly, Yan Fei could feel that he was truly at his limit. The only reason he was still holding on was the occasional supplentation from dicinal Wine and other restorative substances. And perhaps there was one more reason—the old man genuinely felt that Yan Fei’s current project was promising. He wanted to see its results, wanted to see how far Yan Fei’s laboratory could go, and maybe even witness if the belief that “our own moon is the roundest” held true…
The dinosaur enthusiast was visibly displeased about being cut off but could do nothing about it. After all, it was the boss who interrupted him. He swallowed his grumbles and continued, “We’re currently attempting to analyze certain active substances from various plant and animal specins, and we’ve already made significant progress. What I just described is solid proof. If I were to reattach these two experintal pieces now, they’d be able to—”
The two experintal subjects imdiately started screaming internally: “Go ahead! Try reattaching them and see for yourself! We may not persuade the boss, but we believe it—try it and see…”
Yan Fei simply glanced at them and shook his head, “You all should continue experinting. Don’t interrupt your normal progress just to show . I’m just here for a quick look; I don’t have much ti. Oh, by the way, make sure to keep the dicinal Wine and honey in stock, and continue researching foods that support elderly health recovery…”
To the coolies, nothing was scarier than not having work to do. Hearing Yan Fei’s instructions, they of course agreed enthusiastically and repeatedly pledged to work hard, harder, and harder still.
In the coolies’ eyes, the boss was becoming increasingly ruthless—and this was evident from the treatnt of the two experintal subjects.
But Yan Fei didn’t see it that way. His earlier worldview had been narrow, ford by traditional values instilled through years of exposure to conventional education. Many of his beliefs weren’t truly his own. For instance, he once despised those who stole ta oxen, yet later, he displayed “forgiveness” toward Coolie No.1 and No.2 who had committed child abduction.
Nowadays, with broader knowledge, he finally understood how detestable such people truly were. For selfish desire, they shattered families and destroyed countless lives—not just one or two—and their actions surpassed even murderers in cruelty.
For people who had lost all humanity, there was no need to treat them as humans anymore.
In reality, those two regretted their choices deeply. They regretted chasing profit at the expense of morality. They regretted being blinded by greed and taking reckless risks. They regretted… everything.
In just a few short days, these two had taphorically prostrated to all eighteen generations of their ancestors, confessing exactly why they’d committed such deeds. And they’d done this voluntarily, without anyone coercing or interrogating them. But it was pointless—none of what they said could undo the fact that they’d kidnapped children. The coolies hadn’t even bothered to report their confessions to the boss.
Yan Fei circled around the laboratory once, then continued to inspect other parts of the facility. Whatever was running through their minds had nothing to do with him—as long as it didn’t interfere with his plans, it didn’t matter.
Shortly afterward, old man Jones appeared with a stack of project plans.
The old man was here to offer suggestions to Yan Fei: “Boss, I think there are serious issues with current managent. If we want everyone to maintain a positive attitude, militarized managent is essential. Keep everyone busy—”
Yan Fei countered, “Aren’t they busy enough already?”
“Not busy enough.” Old Jones, a textbook iron-blooded personality, believed that unless people were worked to exhaustion—so much so they could fall asleep while standing—it wasn’t truly busy. “People in the base are living far too comfortably. They lack initiative and drive—”
This ti, Yan Fei stayed silent, listening as the old man rattled off his militarized managent plans.
Life in the base had initially been quite hectic. But let’s not forget, these people ca from modern urban environnts and possessed advanced knowledge and skills. At first, tending cattle and managing the base had been labor-intensive. Yet, these residents eventually pieced together crude machinery out of basic materials, making their workloads increasingly lighter.
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