After the software was developed, Zhuang Li's research on genetic modification agents also accelerated.
It is precisely based on the powerful computing power of this software that he can analyze every gene fragment of Si Ming to find the code to modify them.
After another month or so, Zhuang Li came out of the laboratory, took off his goggles, and said to the waiting researchers, "Success."
Everyone was stunned for a while before they burst into ecstatic voices, "Success?"
"is that true?"
"Can we go in and see Tony?"
Zhuang Li pointed to the glass door behind him and nodded with a smile: "Go in, don't scare Tony. We will file an application report and start human experiments this afternoon. Are you ready for volunteers?"
"Find it! Many people have come to sign up after hearing about our research project. It is said that some people have spent tens of millions to buy a place." Researchers poured into the laboratory and surrounded a monkey named Tony to watch Non-stop, with a happy smile on his face.
Tony spun around in the cage in fright, one arm drooping weakly, the other shaking the iron railing forcefully, and shouting something.
A young researcher had nothing to do and dubbed it: "Let me out, let me out, you bloody humans!"
Everyone burst into laughter, checked Tony's latest medical report, and sighed with emotion: "Without us damn humans, Tony, you're dead! You have ALS!"
"Tony's disease has been cured, but unfortunately his hand is still paralyzed. He can't climb trees in the future, so he can only pick up fruit from the ground to eat." A researcher bent down, stared at Tony's arm hanging on the ground, and shook his head regretfully.
"The arm can also recover." Zhuang Li, who was standing by to check the experimental data, suddenly said.
"Really? Mr. Zhuang, do you have a way to make his arm move again?" All the researchers looked at Zhuang Li with expectant expressions on their faces.
"Well, this is my next research project, brain-computer interface technology. Fusion of brain, human body and machinery into a new life form. This life form has physical strength, intelligence and lifespan beyond ordinary people, in any environment. All can survive well." Zhuang Li casually talked about the future while filling in the information.
A group of researchers were fascinated and murmured: "Isn't that the mechanical warrior?"
Zhuang Li thought about it carefully and explained: "It's not a mechanical warrior, more precisely, it's a super race that has flesh and blood wrapped in steel, and can survive for hundreds of years without aging."
Researcher: "..." This is much cooler than the mechanical warrior!
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Two months later, Zhuang Li was invited to attend Mr. Si's 70th birthday.
When he arrived, the Si family's house was already brightly lit and splendid.
All the people who came to the banquet were famous and famous people, or they gathered together to drink in twos and threes, or a dozen people gathered around a table to chat and laugh. Cigarettes sat in the corner to take a nap, and there was a lavish scene on and off the field.
Si Ming took the little curl's hand, walked through the fragrant living room, and walked up the spiral staircase with crystal lamps, looking for a private space.
Someone saw them, but they just nodded with a smile and didn't come forward to talk.
This Young Master Si is notoriously eccentric, never participates in social events, and lives like a transparent person.
On the contrary, Xiu Zhaotian often brought his illegitimate son out to banquets and introduced him to respectable elders, as if he was paving the way for him. Before Mr. Si died, he dared to turn over the sky of the Si family, and he didn't know who gave him the courage.
That's all right, Mr. Si was completely annoyed by him. He took back all the properties in his hands a while ago, and even put the sign of "sale" on the luxury villa that he built, and drove people away in disguise.
Today's Xiu Zhaotian is still the same general Xiu who used to call the wind and call the rain, but he is just a homeless and shabby house.
What the Xiu family said was one of the top giants in City B, but what was bad was just a dowry brought by Mrs. Si. Xiu Zhaotian, a little white face who eats soft rice, how can he be so embarrassed to raise a mistress and an illegitimate child under Mr. Si's eyes? It's really mind blowing.
Thinking of this, the guests couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts, looking at Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue who were standing in the corner, with obvious mockery in their eyes.
The Xiu family father and son raised their wine glasses and smiled in return, but their anger and embarrassment were suppressed in their hearts.
Xiu Yue stared at Si Ming and Zhuang Li who were slowly walking up the second floor, his eyes darkened, and he said to his father, "Dad, I'll go to the bathroom."
"Come back quickly, I'll take you to meet your grandfather later." Xiu Zhaotian urged.
"Okay." Xiu Yue nodded with a smile.
The father and son called Mr. Si the grandfather without knowing anything. On the surface, it seemed that he was polite and thoughtful, but in fact, he had already regarded the Si family as his own.
As soon as Xiu Yue left on his front feet, Mr. Si came out on his back feet. Zhong Xingyun was still with him, and Si Ming could not be seen at all.
Everyone was accustomed to Si Ming's absence for a long time, and it was not surprising that they hurriedly gathered around and said blessings.
Xiu Zhaotian also strode over, squeezed the other arm away from the crowd to support the old man Si, and said casually, "Dad, is Xiao Ming's health better? I helped him find a special treatment for gradually freezing. In the United States, I will take him there in a few days to see if there is any way to delay his onset.
"I heard that his right hand has completely lost consciousness? Can the left hand still be used? Are there any lesions in other parts? His body can't be dragged any longer. You hand him over to me, and I will take him abroad for recuperation."
Hearing these words, all those who came to Hexi showed shocked expressions, and the noisy living room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone knows that Mr. Si's daughter died of ALS. But the news that Si Ming also had ALS was completely concealed by Mr. Si.
Therefore, the outside world all thought that the future Xiu and Si were destined to belong to Si Ming, and Xiu Zhaotian was just a custodian, and he would soon be kicked out by Mr. Si.
Therefore, there are not many people who really look up to Xiu Zhaotian, and everyone's respect and reverence for him is only out of his status as the son-in-law of his family.
A few days ago, he was taken back by the old man Si and kicked out of the house. Everyone watched his jokes a lot, and some people took the opportunity to get into trouble.
However, at this moment, after hearing the news that Si Ming was suffering from ALS, everyone's views on Xiu Zhaotian changed dramatically. No wonder he dared to bring back his illegitimate son, no wonder he lived with his mistress, and Mr. Si didn't say anything, but it turned out that Si Ming was dying!
In this case, wouldn't the Xiu family and the Si family be Xiu Zhaotian's possessions in the future
Everyone froze for a moment before congratulating Mr. Si on his birthday with a smile, but turned around and started his own little abacus.
Those people who were originally very cold to Xiu Zhaotian now showed gentle smiles, and came over to chat with him one after another with wine glasses in hand.
From the most unpopular clown to the much-anticipated star, Xiu Zhaotian took only one sentence. What if he stepped on Si Ming's position? If Mr. Si didn't want his grandson to die helplessly on the hospital bed for the rest of his life, he had to give him this face.
"Dad, you drink less wine, it's not good for your health." Xiu Zhaotian took the red wine glass from Mr. Si's hand, exercising the power of the master in the name of "for your own good".
Zhong Xingyun was so angry that blue veins appeared on his forehead.
However, the old man Si just returned to his indifferent smile after a slight darkening of his eyes.
"I'm sorry." He patted the back of Xiu Zhaotian's hand as if affectionately.
Xiu Zhaotian's arm trembled, and he almost threw the old man's thin and cold hand out. In the moment just now, he almost thought he was entangled by a poisonous snake.
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At the same time, Si Ming took the little curly hair to his bedroom, and before the door could close, he pressed the person on the bed and kissed him.
"Slow down." Zhuang Li pushed the person away and pointed to a place three meters away, "You stand there for me."
Si Ming gasped and got up, stood three meters away, and looked at the little curly hair on the bed eagerly.
Seeing him being so obedient, Zhuang Li smiled with satisfaction, took out a silver metal box from the bag he was carrying with him, and ordered, "I'll bring you a gift, just stand still and I'll dress it for you."
Si Ming stood at attention and whispered, "I'm not moving, what are you going to wear for me?"
Zhuang Li didn't answer, and silently stuck two fingernail-sized and thin as cicada's wings on the temples on the left and right sides of Si Ming, and then put a flesh-colored nylon sleeve over Si Ming, which was completely lost. on the right hand of perception.
The nylon sleeve has great elasticity, and it quickly adhered tightly to Siming's skin. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that it was a layer of fabric.
After making preparations, Zhuang Li slowly took two steps back and said with a smile, "I'm already eighteen years old, you know that?"
"I know." Si Ming's voice immediately became hoarse, he didn't know what to think, his ears were red.
The electrodes on both sides of his head and the strange sleeve had long since been forgotten.
"You passed all the monthly exams last time. I said I would give you a reward, do you remember?" Zhuang Li continued to ask.
"Remember." Si Ming licked his dry lips.
"That's good." Zhuang Li slowly stepped back, sat down on the soft sofa, folded his slender legs, stretched out his slender left hand, and said in a soft voice, "Now, please stretch out your right hand. , take my hand. If you make it, I promise you will have whatever you want tonight."
Si Ming's scorching eyes quickly cooled, and the surprise on his face all turned into depression.
"You know, I don't feel anything in my right hand. Are you… do you despise me and want an excuse to reject me?" He lowered his head, hiding his embarrassed flushed eyes.
"Do you believe in miracles? Try raising your right hand to hold mine." Zhuang Li hooked his slender index finger, coaxing like a demon, "Come on, just one thought, one action, I'm yours. Come on, dear, reach out to me, and we'll be happy tonight."
Si Ming's two ears were already smoking, and the dark eyes leaked no longer frustration and disappointment, but uncontrollable desire.
He took a few steps forward, then stretched out his right hand with all his might.
He originally thought that this action would only be done in his own brain, but in reality, he suddenly saw his right hand stretched out beyond his eyes, and tremblingly held the white palm of the small curly hair spread out under the light.
Si Ming suddenly opened his eyes wide, watching this scene in disbelief.
Before he could return to his senses, Zhuang Li had already clenched his right hand and pulled him into his arms, kissing his hot ears and trembling lips, and whispering with a smile, "Darling, you did it. Tonight I is yours."
This sentence quickly pulled Si Ming back from the trance state.
He raised his right hand again, gently stroked the handsome face of the little curly hair, spread his palm to the bottom of his eyes, looked at it in disbelief, two lines of hot tears rolled down his face unconsciously, but grinned happily again. .
He had long known that this man would be his own miracle.
Zhuang Li also laughed softly, then lowered his head and kissed deeply.
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At the same time, an LED screen placed in the banquet hall downstairs suddenly began to play a strange image: the eldest young master of the Si family and a strange boy hugged and kissed, and they made a blushing sound.
What's the situation
The eldest son of the Si family is not only sick and dying, but also a homosexual? Isn't that old man's idea of wanting his grandson to give birth to an heir as soon as possible
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and then showed regret.
Has the Si family been cursed all these years? One by one, the descendants will become less successful. Looking at it this way, the illegitimate son that Xiu Zhaotian brought can also be cultivated as an heir.
The banquet hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Xiu Zhaotian glared at the screen angrily, gnashing his teeth as if he was going to tear up the boy who seduced his son.
But Mr. Si suddenly covered his mouth and suppressed the exclamation that came out of his mouth. What others saw was the incense, beauty, love, affairs of the two teenagers, but what he saw was his grandson's freely moving hands.
Xiao Ming's right hand recovered? is this real? When did it happen
Mr. Si fell into a sluggishness.
The housekeeper immediately ran to the LED screen and tried to turn off the video, but was severely reprimanded by Mr. Si: "Don't turn it off, I'll take a look."
The housekeeper was taken aback and didn't understand why the old man had such an order. All the guests are watching! Isn't he afraid of making a fool of himself
Zhong Xingyun also found the problem and looked up at the screen with an ecstatic look on his face.
At the same time, the two teenagers who kissed lingeringly finally separated. The extremely handsome young man wiped off a bit of spit from the corner of Si Dashao's mouth, and smiled coldly at the camera, "Xiu Yue, have you taken enough pictures?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen fell into darkness, and the discovered Xiuyue interrupted the follow-up shooting.
He even dared to do this at Father Si's birthday banquet, his ambition is really not small!
But it's worth it. When the scandal that Young Master Si was gay was exposed, Master Si had to consider changing an heir. The Xiu family and the Si family together have hundreds of billions of property, so we can't donate them all to the country, right? What's more, Si Ming has ALS and is destined to be paralyzed in the future. Who will take care of him except Xiu Zhaotian? Mr. Si is very old, how long can he stay with Si Ming
After counting, these hundreds of billions of property will eventually fall on the heads of Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue.