The reincarnation project has existed for fifteen years, and Nahar has invested a huge amount of money and energy, but it has never been successful. ↑, Salman, as the person in charge of this underground black laboratory, how could she not be aware of these possibilities. But she clearly knows that she has never succeeded before, so why does she seem so confident this time
Xia Lei couldn't help but think about this problem.
"I'll make a call to Mr. Nahar. He should witness the birth of this miracle with his own eyes." Salman took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.
Xia Lei suddenly grabbed her hand, "There's no need to call him. I think it's better to give him a surprise."
Salman frowned, "Mr. Nahal has been waiting for this moment all his life, but you asked me to give him a surprise? You Japanese people are really weird. Why do you think I want to do this?"
"We are investors." Xia Lei said.
"Hmph! You self-righteous Japanese, I'm going to call Mr. Nahal right now. You can either leave, or shut your mouth and stay here. Let go of my hand, or I'll ask the security to ask you out." "Salman was no longer polite.
Xia Lei let go of her hand, but at the same time he also took away her mobile phone.
"What do you want to do?" Salman was angry, "Get out of here!"
Xia Lei lifted his backpack from the ground, unzipped it, and took out a stack of one hundred U.S. dollars from it. Moreover, it was not a small pile, but a large pile, and the visual estimate was that the amount was at least 50,000 to 60,000 US dollars.
Salman was stunned.
Xia Lei said calmly: "I don't know how long it has been since you got a salary from Naha'er. This is fifty thousand dollars, which can make you live better. Let me tell you the truth, after this experiment This laboratory will be destroyed, and Naha may be able to fulfill his lifelong wish, but what will you get? You will get nothing, and you may even lose your job."
Salman hesitated a little. She looked at the pile of U.S. dollars in Xia Lei's hand, unable to conceal the excitement and greed in her eyes. The income of Indians is only one-tenth of that of Chinese people. Twenty percent of Indians earn no more than two dollars a day, and most Indians earn no more than ten dollars a day. Although she did not fall into these two categories, her salary was not high. The salary that Hal offered her was only thirty dollars a day. She would need to work for five years to earn the money Xia Lei gave her, and that was without going bankrupt! But the problem is, Nahal is about to go bankrupt.
"Can't this money buy a surprise for Mr. Nahaer?" Xia Lei smiled.
"You're not buying a surprise for Mr. Nahal. What on earth do you want to do? And who are you?" Salman is not such an easy woman to deceive.
Xia Lei said: "Do you want answers or money?"
Salman's lips moved but no words came out.
"It seems that you want both." Xia Lei said, "Okay, let me tell you the truth. I am actually the boss of Veco Co., Ltd., and I am an investor, but I don't believe in your experiments. Then Mr. Harr told me about his reincarnation project, but it is too unrealistic and I don't believe he can do it. That's why I came here. I want to see for myself whether you can resurrect the dead. If you can do it, I will set up a new laboratory and invite you to work in my laboratory. I will give you a better working environment and more generous work remuneration. This is the answer you want, now it is your turn The decision has been made.”
Tsukino Kyoko's hand moved behind her back, and a shuriken slipped out of her sleeve. As long as Salman says no, she will take the initiative to give Salman a choice.
Salman hesitated, "I will also give another fifty thousand dollars to others. They have not received their wages for two months."
"No problem." Xia Lei took out a bunch of brand new U.S. dollars from his backpack, and handed two piles of U.S. dollars to Salman's hand, "I have a request. When you give them money, give them the money." Collect all your cell phones and give them to me, and then you start doing experiments."
"Okay, Mr. Yafu." Salman smiled. She still couldn't pronounce the transliteration of the name "Meafu" correctly.
Salman hid $50,000 in her clothes before leaving, and only took $50,000 to divide the money, and she also wanted to divide the money from the $50,000.
Kyoko Tsukino monitored Salman who was dividing the money and said to Xia Lei, "Boss, do you bring a large amount of cash with you every time you take action?"
Xia Lei smiled, "Sometimes the coin gun is useful. I know you just wanted to kill that Indian woman, but if you kill her, who will do the experiment? She works for Nahaer for money, I will give her more For more money, she will do things for me.”
"What you said makes sense, but I don't think your $100,000 can buy you the results you want. When a person dies, he dies, and there is no possibility of resurrection. The people here, including Naha'er, are nothing more than whimsical of Frankenstein.”
"It doesn't matter even if you fail, it's just like watching a fireworks show."
Kyoko Tsukino, "…"
There are really not many people who can understand the world of rich people.
Salman quickly got over the other staff in the laboratory, who agreed to start the reincarnation experiment immediately and handed over their mobile phones. On one side is a boss who has not paid wages for two months, and on the other side is cash that will take several years to earn. Anyone with a right mind would make such a choice, not to mention that the people who bribed them had no bad intentions and just wanted to see it with their own eyes. Watch them do this experiment. Who doesn’t want to make this kind of money
Under Salman's command, almost all the equipment in the laboratory was activated. Gu Kewen's body was also fished out of the glass container and placed on the "Holy Hand" operating table. Salman personally operated his holy hands to repair the damaged nerves in Gu Kewen's neck.
After watching it once, you have to admit that Salman's comprehension ability is very high.
While the holy hands were repairing Gu Kewen's neck nerve, Xia Lei couldn't help but reach out and touch Gu Kewen's calf. It was this touch that stunned him on the spot. Gu Kewen's calf muscles were still elastic and warm, and didn't feel like a corpse at all. Under normal circumstances, her skin and muscles would have lost their elasticity long ago after she had been dead for so long.
Xia Lei followed and moved to another corner of the laboratory and came to the two female corpses.
There was no trace of cloth on the two female corpses. Their bodies had an exciting beauty. They did not look like corpses, but two exquisite works of art.
Xia Lei couldn't help his curiosity. He reached out and touched the calf of the blond female corpse again. The tentacles are soft and elastic, and have a normal temperature. He then touched the Asian female corpse again, and the result was the same.
"How is this possible?" Xia Lei was horrified, and his eyes moved to Jing Jing's body, and then he walked over quickly.
Ning Jing lay quietly on the cold operating bed, her body connected to the same wires and tubes as the two female corpses. Different from the female corpse, her chest rose and fell slightly, which was a reaction to natural breathing. She was alive, her skin and muscles were just like normal people, warm and elastic. But knowing this, Xia Lei couldn't help but reach out and pinch her arm. He also secretly asked in his heart: "What role does she play in this experiment?"
Reincarnation is the future of a dead person. As a living person, what kind of reincarnation will she have
"Sir, please don't touch them." A scientific researcher came over and said to Xia Lei.
Xia Lei finally came to his senses and nodded, "I'm just curious, when will you start?"
"After Ms. Salman completes the neurological repair of the female corpse, she will be the core and it will not work without her," the researcher said.
"What happened to her?" Xia Lei pointed at Ning Jing, "She is a living person. What role does she play in this experiment?"
"Psychic." The scientific researcher said: "In our Hindu religion, her role is to communicate with God. From a scientific point of view, she is an accelerant or a conductor."
"Accelerator? Conductor? What is the catalyst? What is the conductor?" Xia Lei asked four questions in one breath.
"Promote the reaction of the soul and introduce the energy needed by the soul. This is what the reincarnation experiment is about. Sir, you don't have to worry, just watch." The staff seemed not to want to talk to Xia Lei more, so he gave this After a rough explanation, he walked away.
Although this explanation is rough, Xia Lei also has his own understanding.
This reincarnation experiment is, to put it bluntly, an experiment on soul resuscitation. They preserve the corpse, use medical means to make the corpse as close to the physical state of a living person as possible, and then use some special means to awaken the soul to achieve the purpose of resurrection.
The resurrection of the dead is actually not uncommon in the history of medicine, and there are many examples. But that only applies to people who have been dead for a few minutes. Once this time exceeds, it is almost impossible for the dead person to come back alive. As far as the soul is concerned, it is even more illusory. No one can confirm the existence of the soul so far. The idea of the soul actually only exists in religious and literary works. From a scientific perspective, the soul does not actually exist. So, how can a thing that does not exist be brought back to life from death through scientific means
"Wait..." Just when Xia Lei wanted to deny the results of this analysis based on his understanding, he thought of a special existence, "If there is no soul, then what is Princess Yongmei Zhu Xuanyue?"
Just then Salman came over and said, "Mr. Yafu, I have repaired her nerves, and we are going to start the experiment now."
Xia Lei put away his messy thoughts and said, "Let's start it. I can't wait to witness this miracle."
"You will get your wish, because we will definitely succeed this time." Salman looked very confident.
Xia Lei's heart moved, "You have failed for fifteen years, why do you think you will succeed this time?"
Salman hesitated for a moment, then leaned into Xia Lei's ear and whispered: "For the sake of the money, I will tell you a secret."
"What secret?"