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Chapter 263 "Run!!!



Chapter 263 "Run!!!

"Now tell me again, what use is the drug your R&D department has developed over these years?"

"What use is it to the company?"

"I..."

The R&D staff member standing in front of the screen was, for a moment, somewhat at a loss for words. He wanted to say that the drug they had developed really was groundbreaking; it could cure diseases that were previously incurable, which was truly impressive and represented progress in research and development.

But...

After what the leader had said, it seemed like the drug really wasn't that useful.

Although he didn't want to admit it, with only 600,000 in his pocket, he definitely wouldn't spend that money to save his father, who had been petrified for two years.

Even if he could save his father, what would be the point? Without that money, his whole life would be ruined. What would he do?

"Don't lose heart."

President Wang, leaning back in his chair, suddenly smiled: "The drug your team has developed is still very good. It's just not a very profitable one, but that doesn't mean it isn't groundbreaking."

"We just need to change the approach."

"First, we need to clarify one point."

"If your father has had petrification disease for two years and your mother for one month, and you had to save one of them, who would you save? Your mother, right?"

"There's no question about that."

"Every affection fades over time, whether it's familial love or romantic love. It's all the same."

"For a person with 'Petrification Syndrome,' from the initial slow cognition to full-body rigor, it only takes one week from the early stages to the late stages. This speed is extremely terrifying, and nearly ninety-nine percent of people who find out they are sick are already in the late stages."

"Even if discovered in the early stages, this disease cannot be cured, only the arrival of the late stages can be delayed. It is a complete and absolute terminal illness."

"Do you understand what this means?"

President Wang spoke with profound meaning: "This means that the people who are willing to pay for this drug tend to not be the patients themselves, but the patient's family. This is a very important point."

"It's like K12 education, which although serves children, the ones paying are the parents. So, is the main purpose of K12 education to help children improve their grades? Not exactly. The primary goal is to satisfy the parents' vanity, that comical and foolish pride they get from investing a lot into their children."

"What's wrong?"

President Wang, with a satisfied expression, picked up a cup of coffee and looked at the horrified and shocked faces of the R&D staff, chuckling lightly, "Shocked, aren't you?"

But the R&D staff member simply lifted a trembling hand to point outside the window, his face full of terror.

"Hmm?"

President Wang took a sip of his coffee and nonchalantly turned to look out the window, "Is there an event at the company tonight? The fireworks sure are plentiful, quite a sight..."

But the very next second—

He too stood frozen in shock, horror written all over his face!!!

Outside the window, somehow, a monolith had appeared, and atop it stood a man holding an assault rifle, wildly firing at the glass of his office. Although the bullets didn't penetrate the glass, they shook the office incessantly!

He had always assumed the tremors in his office were caused by the fireworks outside, never imagining someone was attacking!

Damn it, his office was at the top floor of the company building, hundreds of meters high. How could a monolith just appear at that altitude? The entire company building was a Supernatural Prop with formidable defenses.

That was why his glass hadn't shattered immediately.

But it seemed like it wouldn't hold much longer.

"Run!!!"

President Wang, snapping back to reality without a moment's hesitation, leaped from his chair and frantically raced out of the office.

Just then.

"Clang."

A somewhat crisp sound rang out, and the glass shattered. With the collapse of his office window, the building's defense seemed to be instantly halved, as torrents of gunfire and bullets flooded wildly into every room.

The numerous screams of agony, amidst the hail of gunshots, seemed so insignificant.

And at that moment—

As time slipped away, nearly a thousand clones of Chen Miao had emerged from the underground chambers of the pharmaceutical conglomerate, and with ice-cold expressions, they attacked everything that came into their sight!


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