After the noise gradually died down, someone finally noticed Jiang Mian's presence. The executive officer asked with great interest, "Is this Dr. Jiang's adopted son, the mermaid breeder?"
Fabian laughed stiffly. "That's right! Mr. Jiang played a huge role in our ability to calm... and control the test subject!"
The executive officer smiled with satisfaction. He ignored Fabian's unnatural pause and strode to Jiang Mian. Above him, Lapers' eyelids quietly opened a gap, leaking a trace of ruthless golden light, coldly overlooking his every move.
The executive patted Jiang Mian on the shoulder, completely unaware of the murderous intent above his head, and said with satisfaction: "How does that saying go, a tiger father will have a dog son? You did a great job!"
Jiang Mian barely managed to pull up the corners of his mouth and whispered, "You're too kind."
“Don’t just stand here and exchange pleasantries!” Before the executive officer’s hand had even left Jiang Mian’s shoulder, many scholars from the institute had already rushed over enthusiastically, almost half-forcing him to move away from Jiang Mian. Some even stepped on him several times during the chaos. “Come on, come on, it’s not easy to come from afar. Are you hungry? Come on, serve the food!”
The executive officer was completely bewildered. Protective clothing could certainly protect against a lot of damage, but the weight of the human body was real. Several feet stepped on him, making him grimace in pain, but he still had to maintain a polite smile on his face.
Jiang Mian: “…”
At the command, the waiters entered from the other side of the door, holding silver plates. On the long marble dining table, dozens of pure white plates were placed one by one. The dishes on them were tender meat and covered with crystal red sauce. They looked more like some kind of art than food.
As the host, Fabian warmly invited Jiang Mian to sit at the side, right next to the executive. With Jiang Mian's achievements, it was already a great honor to be able to sit at the end of this table. However, due to Fabian's previous praise, the executive was willing to give him this face.
Jiang Mian said nothing, looking at the table in front of him. Appetizers were served, soups were served, side dishes and main dishes were served together... The mist was lingering, and the snow-white plates were filled with various bright reds, bright reds, and scarlet reds, which contrasted with the pale and bright lights in the hall, casting deep shadows on everyone's facial features, making it feel like being in a morgue.
—This is a banquet decorated with the water of eternal life.
Jiang Mian held his fork, motionlessly looking at the executives and elders at the headquarters, watching them open their protective shields and eat these strange foods with a look of joy and unconsciousness. Opposite them, the senior executives of the institute all held their knives and forks in unison, like a group of clay and wooden sculptures, with blurred faces and the same smile at the corners of their mouths.
"How does it taste?" Fabian asked.
"Is it delicious?" asked a scholar.
"Do you need anything else?" another scholar asked eagerly.
"No, I think it's very good." The executive picked up the white towel beside him and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly. The progress of the immortal water was remarkable. Behind him was the cage holding the mermaid king's heir. Sitting in the most unfathomable underground research institute in the world - how many people can have such a dining experience? He was so proud of himself and felt very proud.