Under Piloy's diation, the protesting crowd finally dispersed.
Seeing that these people had finally left, Piloy narrowed her eyes.
What was Viola Thompson anyway?
Competing with her?
Could she win?
After the crowd dispersed, Piloy took the wet wipe handed by her assistant and wiped off the egg traces from her face before heading into the Laboratory.
Seeing Piloy return, Casla imdiately approached her, "How did it go? Have those people left?"
"They've left," Piloy replied.
Upon hearing this, Casla breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Piloy with a smile, "You've surprised ."
Very surprised.
He had originally thought Piloy was rely a scientific genius.
He hadn't expected her leadership skills to be so good as well.
It seed he had truly unearthed a treasure.
With a smile, Piloy said, "Professor Caston, there are probably many more things about that would surprise you."
She just disdained to show them.
Piloy never considered herself just an ordinary person. Could an ordinary person tolerate the rotten eggs thrown by those obnoxious citizens just now?
It was then that Caston noticed the peculiar sll on her and frowned, "Piloy, did they throw rotten eggs at you just now?"
Piloy didn't deny it and nodded.
Caston's expression turned very ugly, "This is too much!"
To actually do such a thing.
"It's nothing," Piloy responded, with a look of indifference, "Professor, I'm not angry, so you shouldn't be either."
Piloy was not one to take things lying down.
It just wasn't the ti to stir up trouble.
When the experint was completed, she would certainly make these troublemakers pay the appropriate price.
With this thought in mind,
A cold light glead across Piloy's face.
Hearing this, Caston was montarily stunned.
He hadn't expected Piloy to be not at all angry.
If it were soone else, they would have probably been extrely upset by now, right? After all, Piloy was still just a twenty-sothing young woman.
It had to be said.
Piloy had surprised him once again.
"Professor Caston, Miss Piloy," Professor Grant ca walking over at that mont.
Piloy looked at Caston, "Professor, I'm going to change my clothes, you talk with Professor Grant."
"Okay."
Caston turned to Professor Grant, "Let's go to the office to talk."
Professor Grant nodded and followed Caston's steps.
Once in the office,
Caston reached out his hand to Grant in welco, "Professor Grant, I'm glad you've joined our P·D Plan."
Grant smiled and said, "It's my honor to join the P·D Plan."
After speaking, Grant continued, "Professor Thompson will regret it one day."
Previously, he hadn't understood the P·D Plan, and because of Viola Thompson's comnts, he had been hesitant, uncertain whether to accept Piloy's invitation.
After understanding the entire plan, he ca to realize that it was a truly great experint!
Soday, all of humanity would thank them.
Because through their research, Grant found that once the P·D experint was completed and new genes were cultivated, they could not only cure Parkinson's disease but many other difficult and complicated diseases as well.
Including cirrhosis, uremia, and even malignant tumors!
What was completing the Sight Restorer Plan compared to that?
Curing all incurable diseases was the real miracle.
After all, the number of people who die from these incurable diseases every year is not small.
Caston looked at Grant with a smile and said, "If Piloy knew how much you trust her, she would be very happy."
Grant said, "Since I've chosen to join the P·D Plan, I certainly trust Miss Piloy completely."
Hearing these words, Caston felt very ashad.
Because just monts ago,
He himself had been worried about the P·D Plan.
With this thought, Caston spoke up, "Professor Grant, did you see the news today?"
"What news?" Grant had been engrossed in the Laboratory all day and hadn't had the chance to check his phone.
That's how researchers are; once they get into work mode, they find it hard to pull away, even working continuously for many hours without sleep.
Caston said, "About Professor Thompson's comnts on the P·D experint..."
He hadn't finished his sentence when Grant interrupted him, "Did Professor Thompson go through the dia asking us to terminate the experint, right?"
"Yes," Caston nodded, "Not just that, but she also said that if we insist on completing this experint, it might lead to mutations and potentially cause the Zombie virus. If that happens, humanity would enter a catastrophe."
No sooner had he spoken than Grant burst out laughing.
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