"Please think carefully, you’ve seen the condition of your brother. Even top doctors in the field are unsure if he can survive the surgery, and the cancer has already spread, making the surgery sowhat pointless. With the current dical technologies, all we can do is watch your brother die."
"But... is your project really reliable?"
That sowhat youthful face, almost identical to the present Chen Qing of the Parallel World, was clearly struggling with a dilemma.
"I can’t guarantee it. After all, all the research institutions are still exploring this. Your brother took part in this experint in the hope of trying it out, and the reason we invested a huge cost to extend your brother’s life is that, among all subjects, your brother’s data was the best!"
The man with Chinese features adjusted his glasses and said sternly, "Currently, this project is on the brink of collapse. Huazhong was the first to ban it on humanitarian grounds, forcing many companies to move their research abroad. With increasing protests against this everywhere, more countries are beginning to ban it. Now, the only place with a good research environnt and sufficient talent is Arica, but it’s also an election year."
Chen Qing had studied and worked in Arica and was naturally aware of the situation in the country, where two political groups are at odds. The favorite thing for the incoming party is to overturn the previous governnt’s policies. Now, even before taking power, the opposition is clamoring to shut down all inhumane evil experints, and looking at the election, it’s likely that the opposition will take power, aning this life data experint could very likely face bankruptcy this year!
"We know you, the youngest AI PhD from Stanford University, with three independent papers published at a young age. Despite racial discrimination, you were invited to stay on as faculty. Unquestionably, you’re a talented young man. Moreover, you’ve always supported the concept of data life in your papers. Don’t you want to be part of this world-changing project?"
"I..." Chen Qing hesitated visibly; even with his considerable talent, securing good projects was hard due to severe racial discrimination in Arica. But this opportunity before him was rare, and he too was quite favorable toward the concept of data life, unlike outsiders who saw it as demonic.
But letting his own brother be used as a test subject was truly a psychological barrier.
Honestly, he didn’t have much affection for this brother he had never t; he didn’t hold much affection towards his power-seeking mother either. At least they didn’t owe him anything. Over the years, his brother never once asked his mother for child support; he was autonomous and even had substantial assets.
Now that he’s near death, his mother eagerly prepared to take his inheritance.
Yes... Pu YunChuan had no other direct relatives, aning that upon his death, Chen Qing and his mother would be the primary inheritors of the property!
The lawyer had called, saying that the brother owned two properties in Magic Capital, plus hundreds of millions in Central Federation Currency.
Currently, with Huazhong’s booming economy, the exchange rate of Central Federation Currency to Western Federation Currency had reached 1 to 1.2. With that money, he could buy a large villa in the expensive San Francisco, and still have plenty left for a comfortable life for him and his mother - not to ntion the properties.
Magic Capital’s real estate was more expensive than San Francisco’s. Two properties, one a 180-square-ter flat in the CBD and another villa in the suburbs – selling them now would almost amount to another two hundred million in Central Federation Currency, nearly enough to let him retire comfortably for life.
His mother could take it with a clear conscience, but it burned in his hands.
"I understand your concerns." The person on the other side lowered his voice, "About Pu YunChuan’s property, don’t worry. Once he enters the final experint, his body will completely lose life signs. Legally, he will be dead. Without a special will, the property will still be yours."
Hearing this, Chen Qing frowned while a middle-aged woman nearby, sowhat resembling Chen Qing, brightened, "That’s good, that’s good!"
Chen Qing looked at the woman beside him speechlessly, at a loss for words. The son does not speak of the mother’s faults; no matter how power-hungry she appeared, she had raised him even if it was more of a hands-off approach...
"I’m curious, doesn’t this experint require the person’s consent?"
"Of course, it’s needed!" the other party hurriedly said, "Pu Yunchuan himself has signed the experintal contract, but the Central Federation does not recognize this signature, suspecting that the patient was in a vulnerable stage due to severe illness, and whether the signature was made by himself is in doubt. Even if it was his own signature, it would not be recognized in Huazhong. That’s why we brought Pu Yunchuan out under the pretense of seeking dical treatnt abroad. Here, although the experint is agreed upon, we still need a relative’s signature. The enforcent agencies here believe that Pu Yunchuan does not have a clear consciousness and further family consent is needed."
"Can I be involved throughout the process?"
"Yes!" Seeing Chen Qing relent, the other party quickly said, "We can provide you with the materials right now. You can be involved throughout the entire process. If your brother’s implantation is successful this ti, you will be invited to beco one of the important heads of this project. You should carefully consider this, staying at Stanford University is not so easy. With the current racial discrimination in Arica, securing a good project is extrely difficult. This project is worth over a hundred billion US Dollars, even if you’re not the main person in charge, it’s still a very impressive part of your resu..."
Chen Qing remained silent upon hearing this; only those who are in it can understand the difficulty for Chinese people here. Honestly, if it weren’t for the difficulty in acquiring nationality from the Central Federation, he would have returned ho long ago.
As the other party said, this was a rare opportunity for him. Once he had this experience, it would be much more persuasive when attracting projects in the future, and if things went smoothly, just this project alone could qualify him for a professorship.
"I... I want to talk to him. Is there any way you can keep him conscious so we can talk?" Chen Qing hesitated for a long ti before asking this question.
This question made the other party frown. They had made it very clear that once a signature was secured the experint could comnce. Pu Yunchuan had indeed agreed to sign. What was there to talk about?
"Son, what’s there to talk about?" the middle-aged woman obviously impatience.
Chen Qing calmly said, "Mom, don’t worry. Whether I sign or not, brother’s assets will be yours."
"Cough cough... Mom doesn’t an that. Your brother’s things, you have a share too..."
"I don’t need it..." Chen Qing shook his head and stood up, looking at the other party: "If you can’t do it, I’m sorry, but I won’t sign."
The other party imdiately furrowed their brows, glanced at their mother, who picked up her lipstick, displaying a completely oblivious expression. He imdiately knew this woman was unreliable. But that was also expected. If she forcefully signed, his son could totally threaten her using his brother’s assets. After all, both had inheritance rights. By law, it should be half each. The woman really wanted the two properties in Magic Capital, thus she could only listen to her son.
The consortium indeed had money, but the consortium wasn’t one person, applying for extra funds to bribe this woman might waste a lot of ti, and Pu Yunchuan’s current health condition might not last that long.
Thinking of this, he dialed the attending doctor’s phone...
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"Can we talk now?" The attending doctor looked at Chen Qing, sowhat cautiously.
The patient’s current condition, having been given so many painkillers, honestly, was quite risky. But there was no choice, the family had strongly demanded a dialogue.
Pu Yunchuan moved his throat, and found he could barely speak, his voice hoarse, "I can..."
"Then listen to ..." the doctor quickly said, "Your brother strongly requested to talk to you one more ti, pay attention to the pace, the ti can’t exceed half an hour, and try to keep your speech as short as possible. Your condition might deteriorate at any mont, we need to begin the experint while you are still conscious. Understand?"
Pu Yunchuan nodded his head, then beca curious, wondering what his brother wanted to talk to him about?
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