308: Chapter 202: It’s Done, Poisoning the Rat (Two-in-One)_3 308: Chapter 202: It’s Done, Poisoning the Rat (Two-in-One)_3 According to the agreed-upon location, he saw a middle-aged man sitting on a public bench, with several greedy little pigeons perching on his body.
“You look younger than I imagined, Mr.
Benjamin,” Brian approached and greeted the other.
Benjamin was a white man who appeared to be just over thirty, slightly on the thin side, not very tall, with a plain appearance.
The only thing that might have been remarkable was the slight stoop in his back.
Yes, this guy seed to have a hunchback.
Benjamin looked up, saw Brian, and with a tremble of his small hands, he shook the pigeons pecking at seeds from his hands.
He clapped his hands, stood up, and nodded at Brian, “I’m also pleased to et you, NW’s newly promoted Second-level Staff.
You look even more handso and spirited than in your profile photos.”
“You also look very young,” Brian said, making polite conversation.
Benjamin shook his head:
“I’m over sixty already.
The youthful appearance is just the result of experintation, but my insides are already decayed.
That’s also the target of my research.
I’ve always hoped to raise the upper limit of human physical lifespan to over two hundred years.
It’s difficult, even now with various Enhancent Reagents.
According to laboratory estimates, most individuals enhanced by reagents start to deteriorate around the age of one hundred fifty.”
“Deteriorate?”
Brian asked curiously.
This was a novel way of chatting, at least different from what he had expected.
It piqued Brian’s interest in the conversation.
Benjamin nodded:
“Yes, the professional term is ‘Rapid physical aging,’ but I prefer to call it ‘deterioration.’ Various cancers are typical examples of bodily deterioration.
If you’re familiar, you should know that apart from genetic inheritance, the probability of older people getting cancer is much higher than in younger people.
In fact, even with advanced biotechnology today, although so cancers can be easily cured, the ans are basically to remove the diseased parts.
In my view, that’s not a real cure.
My research goal is to hope that individuals can live healthily to over two hundred years, breaking the current life expectancy limit.”
Speaking of his goal, the man with the unremarkable appearance showed a radiant face.
Brian even sensed a glimr of faith.
However, he was not interested, “That’s a noble ideal, but it’s not necessarily a good thing, like now.
Forrly, classes were simply about status, wealth, but now it has beco an invisible class of life…”
“You’re being too shortsighted!”
Benjamin rudely interrupted Brian.
He spoke sowhat passionately:
“Don’t worry about those dying classes and what’s good or bad, no matter the outco, ti will give an answer.
We need to produce it first, to make the results appear, just like before the scientific revolution when, for a long ti, scientists were considered witches by ignorant humans, mathematicians were burned, and chemists were treated as heretics…
But with the passage of ti, now they have beco the beginnings of modern technology…
As long as it is done, it will be aningful.
The result is not for us to worry about!”
Brian replied with a sneer, “Like how you poison innocent people and observe their growth?”
Benjamin was indifferent:
“The advancent of science requires sacrifice.
It’s just that those people happened to be them.
HG is a research project I’m working on, and knowing that she was destroyed, I’m very upset.
She was the only successful project I had.
Brian, you were promoted after the third Blood Moon.
I know you don’t understand these thods, but you will get used to them.
The various Enhancent Reagents you enjoy are the results of one inhumane experint and observation after another in the eyes of ordinary people.
The fact proves we are right.
You’re just not accustod to the rules of this real world yet.”
Benjamin had spoken very politely.
Actually, he looked down on this kind of thinking, just as it’s ridiculous for soone who is eating at to question why the butcher has to cruelly kill the animals.
It was laughable.
If it weren’t for the fact that the young man before him was the organization’s newly promoted Second-level Staff, with a Second-generation girlfriend, Benjamin actually would have preferred to bring over a hunting team, take the other to his lab, and vent his anger over his experintal subject being destroyed!
Brian waved his hand: “I’m not here to debate with you, nor am I interested in what you’re saying.
Just tell your, or your organization’s, goal.”
Seeing this, Benjamin wasn’t angry.
He smiled slightly:
“It’s simple, just this once!
If you encounter similar cases in the future, please have Autopsy Officer Brian directly report to NW headquarters, and don’t act impulsively like this ti.”
Every experintal subject, from inception to termination, often consud resources over several decades.
Without yielding results, they were destroyed.
Such costs, the company could not afford.”
Brian furrowed his brows, “Are you teaching how to do my job?”
Benjamin looked indifferent:
“Just a friendly reminder, you should know that Black Light Biotechnology is rely a fig leaf, a veil for NW.
Second-level Staff, although few, do exist, and the Adams family does not revolve around what your girlfriend dictates!
Autopsy Officer Brian, I must remind you, as an adult, you should think of the consequences before acting, you are not truly alone.
This is a well-aning reminder and also the bottom line of Black Light Biotechnology.”
The next mont,
Benjamin, not particularly tall, began to slowly rise.
Brian gripped the other man’s neck, “I’m generally good-natured, virtually without enemies, nor people threatening , do you know why?”
Benjamin did not expect that Brian would know his identity and still dare to lay hands on him.
His face turned red, looking at Brian with puzzled eyes, yet made no attempt to struggle.
As a fellow NW Second Level sequence staff,
Brian was a combat sequence, killing him was no different from slaughtering a chicken, struggling would be aningless.
Brian loosened his grip slightly, dropping the other man to the ground, speaking softly, “You wouldn’t want to know the reason, Mr.
Benjamin.”
Having said that, he turned and left.
…
Watching Brian’s retreating figure, Benjamin rubbed his sore neck, his eyes flickering with thought.
This Brian matched the file records quite well, decent to friends, but ruthless to enemies, unhesitating with his thods.
“No wonder he beca a Second Level sequence staff in just over two months, besides physical talent and luck, his personality must play a significant part.
Too bad it was discovered too late, otherwise, he would have been excellent experintal material…”
During his contemplation, the bulge behind Benjamin began to squirm slightly.
His expression changed subtly, he swept a glance around, and hurriedly left.
Damn it.
The mutated organs were becoming restless again.
And with Subject No.
3 accidentally destroyed, a new suitable target had to be selected.
Back in the car, Benjamin grew increasingly irritable.
He had heard that the FBI had stumbled upon a Lurker with great potential, but unfortunately, during the capture process, the Lurker got away, costing them a disposable field agent.
“It might not have been an accident that he got away…
The Doomsday Sect, haha, not much different from Black Light Biotechnology, it seems necessary to have soone approach them, see if we can acquire that Lurker’s body tissue.”
Benjamin couldn’t control his drifting thoughts, two soft tentacles, which had erged from his crooked back without notice, coiled around the steering wheel, initiating the car’s ignition…
…
Watching the car disappear at the end of the street, Brian’s gaze returned from the motorcycle’s rearview mirror.
This Benjamin, definitely problematic.
After eting him, he had engaged his enhanced sense of sll, detecting a scent akin to the unique sll of the sea emanating from the other man.
This sll was common among seaside fishern.
But there was a difference between the two.
The fishy sll on fishern was due to prolonged contact with seafood, leaving a distinctive odor.
Benjamin…
he seed more like the seafood itself.
“Beastification People?”
“Or Transford people?”
Brian shook his head.
If things continued to develop this way, it wouldn’t be surprising if one day, going out without three eyes and four arms, one would be considered an alien.
Quite the hellish joke.
…
Brian did not go straight ho.
He made a special trip to the pet market and bought so small hamsters.
While Brian was experinting with his newly acquired ultrasound positioning talent using the little hamsters, Shi San also sneaked out of Susan’s house.
That big rat slled too delicious.
Want to eat!
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