HCB Chapter 3297 Helping them improve the formula
Chapter 3297 Helping them improve the formula
Chapter 3297 Helping them improve the formula
Biological research laboratory on the hill behind Oxford College.
Professor Mary, who was working, saw a group of people walk in and quickly put down the documents in her hand to greet them.
"Count, it is a pleasure to see that you are in good health!"
Mary stepped forward and kissed the old man on the cheek, but Earl Spree chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I also wish to stay healthy forever."
"Unfortunately, time waits for no one, and eventually everyone must return to God's embrace."
Mary maintained a smile, but inwardly she was criticizing the other person's hypocrisy.
If we really wanted to return to God's embrace, why would we be in such a hurry to have them research a miracle cure?
What other special medicines containing 'impure' substances will be used?
She knew that the other party had used it more than once.
He was internally complaining, but his face remained very warm.
After all, the other party has money.
Only money can support her research.
Especially after the incident where her research data was stolen, everything for her had to start all over again.
All of this requires financial support.
Mary asked the group to sit down and then asked her assistant to pour coffee.
But Count Spree interrupted, "I now prefer Chinese tea, especially green tea, which tastes quite good."
"I think you should try it."
He then instructed his attendant to retrieve a golden wooden box, from which he took out a packet of green tea. After gently opening it and pouring out some tea leaves, he began to brew it.
Of course, the attendant's skills were rough, and he had no 'tea ceremony' whatsoever. Fortunately, none of the people present were experts in this field, and they were satisfied with the greenish-blue tea that had been brewed.
William, Adam, and Mary looked at the green tea in front of them with great surprise.
They never imagined that the other party would like Chinese tea.
It should be noted that in the past, Earl Spree was very hostile towards China.
Especially since it's rife with atheism.
Unexpectedly, in his later years, he started drinking Chinese green tea.
Unbeknownst to the three, Spree felt his body becoming lighter while drinking green tea.
At first, he thought it was just his imagination, but when he talked to some old friends, they had similar feelings.
What they had in common was that they all used the special medicine from the little golden gourd.
Of course, the green tea they use isn't just any green tea; it has to be authentic Chinese green tea at the very least.
And so, today's coffee has become green tea.
The aroma of tea filled the air. Count Spree gestured for everyone to raise their cups, saying, "This is the finest green tea I had someone buy from China, West Lake Longjing."
"You all should try some!"
Count Spree, like a patriarch, boasted about his achievements, and the three of them obliged by taking a few sips.
Then, Earl Spree looked at Professor Mary and asked, "Little Mary, how are your research results?"
Mary shook her head and said, "It's still stuck in the same place. Moreover, during our research, we discovered that the newly launched special medicine from China contains more than ten additional elements."
At this point, Mary said with a serious expression, "Count, if we want to develop the technology as soon as possible, we will have to increase the budget."
Count Spree picked up his teacup and took another sip. The taste was fresh and sweet, with a hint of bean flavor.
"Okay, tell James about the budget later and submit a report to him. He will handle it."
Count Spree spoke casually, as if the hundreds of millions of dollars in research funding were nothing more than a dollar for a lollipop, showing no concern whatsoever.
"That's great."
Mary smiled and picked up her teacup, while William and Adam beside her also smiled.
To encounter such a generous benefactor is something many researchers dream of.
The group sat for a while longer before leaving.
Count Spree's expression immediately changed upon boarding the carriage. He then closed his eyes to rest and said to the driver, "To Cullen Castle!"
The driver was taken aback, but his hands moved quickly.
But I was still a little surprised.
It's worth noting that in British high society, Earl Spree and Earl Cullen were about the same age, but both had very fiery tempers.
When the two met, they mostly exchanged greetings about each other's families.
The older they get, the more roguish they become—that perfectly describes these two.
This is why each of them was surrounded by a group of people, representing their respective interests.
The Earl of Spree is a leader in emerging industries.
Count Cullen, on the other hand, was a paragon of the old order.
The two were completely incompatible, and this sudden meeting left the driver bewildered.
To become Earl Spree's driver, one must naturally be one of his most trusted confidants.
Therefore, he felt it necessary to report this to Mr. James.
He couldn't afford to take responsibility if something happened at Earl Cullen's castle.
The news quickly spread through the caravan, which then slowly moved forward. Count Spree sat in the back with his eyes closed, seemingly resting, but his chest was heaving.
A bunch of useless trash.
The computer is right in front of us, but after so long of research, we haven't made any breakthroughs.
The effective drug has been under research for almost a year, and what's the result?
Ninety-nine percent?
What kind of logic is this?
It's just that one percent difference!
But I just can't do it!
What a bunch of useless trash!
They even arrogantly claim to be a holy land of science, what utter nonsense!
After calming himself down, Count Spree gradually made up his mind.
The convoy slowly came to a stop, and two people got out of the car in front and went forward to negotiate.
The security guard at the gate quickly reported it.
Less than three minutes later, the main gate slowly opened, and the convoy entered Carlo Castle.
A car appeared ahead to guide us, leading us into the castle.
Soon, Count Spree's carriage stopped in front of a garden, where a young woman dressed in black stood.
The driver got out of the car and opened the door, and Count Spree, leaning on his cane, stepped out.
"Mr. Spree, Earl Cullen is waiting for you inside!"
"Please, please!"
The woman was humble and extended her hand to guide him.
Earl Spree nodded, then looked at the tulips in the garden and sneered, "Old fogey!"
The woman maintained her smile and then led the way.
Passing through the flowerbeds and along the cobblestone path, Count Spry arrived at an open space.
A recliner appeared in front of me, and an old man with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles was lying on it.
"You old geezer, what are you doing here? You've ruined my good mood!"
Count Cullen spoke without looking up, and it wasn't until Count Spry got closer that he noticed the old man's eyes were closed.
"Humph!"
Count Spree gave a soft hum, at which point the woman placed another chaise lounge, then walked to the side, picked up the teapot, and began to brew water.
"Honey, no need to trouble yourself!"
"This old fellow doesn't like the water in Kalunburg, you can go now!"
Count Cullen opened his eyes, glanced at Count Spree, and then interrupted the woman. The woman smiled and replied, "Alright!"
After saying that, he got up and left.
Earl Spree watched the woman walk away, then scoffed, "A leopard can't change its spots!"
"You won't even give me a bowl of water? You're just being stingy!"
He walked over to the recliner, sat down, and closed his eyes to face the sun.
"By the way, you didn't come here just to sunbathe, did you?"
Count Cullen spoke again, and Spree scoffed once more, "I came to see if you were still alive." "Alive? I'm perfectly fine!"
"The doctor said that getting some sunshine is good for your health!"
Earl Cullen spoke with a chuckle, while Earl Spree, standing to the side, remained silent.
After a long while, as the sun began to set in the west, the shadow of the castle began to move, gradually blocking out the sunlight.
Even the best sunshine has its cloudy days; you never know when you might not see the sun tomorrow!
Count Cullen suddenly sighed, then opened his eyes, his gaze filled with longing.
"If you don't tell me now, I'm going back!"
Count Cullen suddenly spoke, and Count Spree sat up with a solemn expression.
"We might not be able to do it!"
"It might be possible to make it, but we won't live to see it!"
The heavy voice came from Count Spree's mouth, and Count Karen, who usually would argue with the other party, was very quiet this time.
"Is there really no other way?"
A bitter voice appeared, and a hint of fear appeared on the old man's face, who had been frowning in dissatisfaction.
In the end, most people in this world are afraid of death.
And the older he gets, the more afraid he becomes of death; he's no different from Spree!
You can only enjoy life if you are alive.
Only then can one plant flowers, water them, and have vibrant young women…
I've strived, and I've enjoyed.
Therefore, he can't let go of all of this...
"I just came back from Oxford. I thought that with the new computers, we could quickly analyze the ingredients of the effective drug."
"But the other side can't even figure out the other's computer, let alone the specific drug."
"Also, the other side isn't stupid. The things they've been adding to the medicine lately are almost enough to fill a periodic table!"
After Count Spree finished speaking, Karen stepped into the flower bushes next to her, crushing a row of tulips.
While stomping on it, they cursed, "Idiots, trash, each generation is worse than the last..."
Earl Spree watched silently and fell silent once more.
The Karen before him was the Karen he knew.
irritable, brainless, smelly and stubborn!
After a long while, Karen finally sat back down on the recliner, panting heavily, and looked over. "Say what you have to say!"
"I don't believe you. You came here to see me."
"We're not that close!"
Count Spree smiled, then placed his cane in front of him, resting his hands on it, and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, you used three small gourds!"
Earl Karen frowned. This matter hadn't been publicized; it was basically only known to the family's doctors.
"Don't worry, I've thrown the doctor who leaked the information into the sea for you."
"These Hong Kong gangs are really something else, putting cement in gasoline drums, tsk tsk..."
Snapped!
"You old bastard, get down to business. Or get out!"
Karen clenched her fists, looking ready to fight.
Earl Spree dared not utter another word and then said directly, "I've used three as well."
"If this continues, I think we'll have to keep using it!"
"And it's not just us, there are many others!"
Karen scoffed, "Those guys say no, but their actions speak louder than words."
"Just like a bitch, shameless!"
Earl Spree glanced at the other man, and Earl Cullen scoffed, "And then?"
"Then, as more people used it, it caused dissatisfaction among some people."
"In their eyes, we have become unclean, have abandoned our faith, and are no longer worthy of our current status!"
"Shit!"
Count Cullen shouted angrily, raised his fist, and then helplessly lowered it.
Despite being both earls, they held significant positions of power and influence in Britain.
However, even in their elite circle, the two of them wouldn't be seated at the head table.
"so what?"
"I don't think anyone will use this miracle drug!"
"I will not give up using it!"
"I'm only eighty, I feel like I can live another twenty years!"
Karen said solemnly, her words revealing her undisguised longing for life.
Of course, this desire is understandable, and Count Spree was no less eager than him.
"It's very simple!"
Count Spree suddenly spoke, his face radiating confidence.
Count Karen was displeased. "Speak!"
Count Spry smiled confidently, "Since we can't develop the Angel's Tears, let's help them change the formula for the special medicine."
Count Cullen's eyes widened, then he sneered, "Helping them change the formula? You think you're God!"
Upon seeing this, Earl Spree did not express anger, but instead smiled smugly and said, "I am not God, but I can provide them with better raw materials."
"Speak human language, I don't understand!"
Count Spree rolled his eyes at the man. "You rude bastard, can't you use your brain?"
What does the unclean substance inside the gourd provide?
"It's folic acid!"
"You fucking don't know this, do you?"
Count Spree felt a headache coming on, while Count Cullen swallowed hard and nodded hastily, "I know, of course I know, it's extracted from unclean things, of course I know, don't underestimate me."
Count Spry took a deep breath and continued, "My method is very simple."
"Extracting folic acid from unclean objects is outdated."
"If that's the case, why don't we just give them the folic acid extraction technology and let them use that method?"
"By then, there will be no impurities in this special medicine."
"Those accusations will crumble on their own, understand?"
"Besides, they'll still remember our kindness in the future."
At this point, Earl Spree was filled with pride.
But Count Karen blinked and asked suspiciously, "Folic acid, isn't it all extracted from pigs?"
In an instant, the wind blew, and a clump of messy grass was blown between the two of them.
Count Spree angrily turned and left, "What an idiot I was! I wasted an entire afternoon with a fool, what a waste of time and life!"
"So silly, really."
Watching Count Spree walk away with his cane, Count Cullen realized that he seemed to have made a fool of himself!
Hi, darling…
Karen rushed up, much faster than Earl Spree.
"Hey, staying tonight..."
"Go away!"
"Hey buddy, I get it, I really get it! It's just a matter of joining if you can't beat them, right? We've been doing this for years, don't worry, I know it inside and out."
Get lost!
Hi hi~~
So, Count Spree, who was walking out, was dragged into the castle by Karen, while the guards around them watched in fear, worried that something might happen to the two of them.
(End of this chapter)