But people still flock to it!
Because everyone is equal in the face of cancer.
Even if you are worth tens of billions, once you contract a cancer with an extremely high mortality rate, you are basically halfway into the coffin, having already secured a ticket to Hell.
If they knew this potion existed, just think, how much money would they spend to "buy" a life?
Their lives are measured in units of hundreds of millions!
They aren't afraid of it being expensive; they are afraid of it being priceless and unavailable for sale!
Everyone could imagine those people frantically waving cash, kneeling and begging them to produce the life-saving miracle drug!
"This thing... is somewhat similar to the high-molecular hyaluronic acid found in naked mole rats. With our current technology, it might take some time to reproduce it..."
Someone hesitated.
Norman laughed heartily, unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
"But we already possess the finished product; researching how to produce it is merely a matter of time!"
The pharmaceutical industry is like this: replicating drugs is actually quite simple; it is patent rights and innovation capabilities that truly trouble them.
Just look at a certain island nation; the proliferation of cheap generic drugs there is a clear indication.
Replication is always simpler than innovation!
Moreover,
They are the Osborn Group!
"Boss, Mr. Norman, we have conducted multiple tests on the anti-aging potion. Computer simulations show that this anti-aging potion can effectively halt human aging, greatly extending the human lifespan's youth phase, and preserving one's appearance for as long as possible from the hands of merciless time!"
"Starting injection at age twenty, once a month, the appearance can be maintained without change for approximately thirty years!"
"From fifty to eighty years old, aging will be gradual, corresponding to the original appearance of someone between twenty and thirty, without extreme deterioration."
"After eighty years old, due to drug resistance, the effect will be greatly diminished, leading to a significant decline in appearance."
"But it still retains effectiveness. In the worst-case scenario, one can maintain an appearance roughly equivalent to their original sixty-year-old self until Death."
"Furthermore, if one injection is administered monthly, one's lifespan will also be extended. Under normal circumstances, free of disease, people can generally live to the theoretical human lifespan of around one hundred and twenty years. If injections are more frequent, this lifespan can increase, even reaching two hundred years!"
"And the appearance can basically be maintained around the original age of sixty!"
"If combined with technologies like head transplants, one would appear even younger!"
Norman really wanted to laugh.
Although there had been no actual testing, computer simulations inherently contain some margin of error.
External factors are also difficult to account for completely; for example, living environment, such as dwelling in desert areas or certain special regions, can also affect one's appearance.
But this single point alone is enough to drive people mad, especially women!
My goodness, we are going to be rich!!
"Boss, the test results for the painkiller are also out!"
"According to our tests, once this painkiller is injected, the effect varies depending on the dosage. At the highest dose, it can achieve complete painlessness, meaning there is no sensation of pain even with broken limbs, right up until Death."
"Moreover... theoretical testing shows it is completely harmless to the human body!"
"This is truly a medical miracle!"
"It only existed in fantasy before!"
A medical miracle?
Norman and the others were unimpressed by this claim.
Because they had witnessed the true miracle.
The anti-aging potion and the anti-cancer potion only counted as half of it.
The true miracle was Aaron, who was surrounded by the crowd and maintained a calm demeanor.
He was the real miracle!
"Boss, there is no doubt that you have ushered the entire human medical industry into a new era!"
"Everyone will remember your contribution; you are the Einstein, the Newton of the medical World! You have surpassed Tony Stark, and you have surpassed Howard Stark!"
"They are not even fit to carry your shoes in front of you!"
Norman exclaimed sincerely.
The others also nodded in agreement.
If you add the previous super healing potion and limb regeneration potion as well.
It is a complete life-saving package!
Once popularized,
Aaron, by his own power, could reduce the global annual mortality rate by at least thirty percent!
Saving countless lives!
He was getting carried away; if they praised him anymore, he'd float up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Sun.
Although everything was due to the primal furnace, the primal furnace was Aaron, and he was the primal furnace.
In fact, relying solely on his current Super Brain, if he devoted himself entirely to scientific research, it would still be possible to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tony Stark.
It must be admitted that Tony Stark basically represents the current ceiling of human intelligence.
However,
I've already activated the wind spirit moon shadow; are you still talking to me about the human ceiling?
If I can't constantly break through ceilings and can't surpass a mere Tony Stark, wouldn't I have activated it for nothing?
Aaron raised his hands in a downward gesture, and everyone stopped their flattery, awaiting Aaron's instructions.
"Norman, everyone here has signed a non-disclosure agreement, correct?"
"Of course, Boss!"
"Very good. Then, before you truly develop these items, I do not want anyone to blab about them outside, otherwise..."
Aaron sneered, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees!
Everyone felt a sudden, inexplicable chill!
"You know the consequences. Sometimes, the law cannot protect American citizens..."
"Alright, that's all. I wish everyone an early victory!"
Aaron's expression brightened, and he reverted to his amiable appearance.
But no one dared to ignore Aaron's actions just now; they had already witnessed the methods of this Boss!
Norman stepped forward at this moment and said sternly, "Boss, please rest assured. We have decided that from now on, the Corporation is our home! We will eat, sleep, and live here. Before success is achieved, no one is allowed to leave the Corporation!"
The others also began to echo his sentiment.
This was a turning point in human history, enough to earn them a place in the annals of history!
More importantly, they would receive substantial R&D incentives!
Life is precious, freedom is more valuable, but for the sake of money, both can be abandoned!
From now on, the Corporation is my home!!
PS: I have to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner today, so the update might not be punctual, but I guarantee a ten-thousand-word update!! Also, please give flowers, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes!!!!!!
Chapter 28: This Karma, You Cannot Bear It
He finished clocking in the morning.
At noon, he accompanied Felicia to eat at the private restaurant inside the Corporation.
It was said that the head chef was a five-star chef.
Norman had also specifically found a Sichuan cuisine chef for Aaron, dedicated to serving only him.
This made Aaron feel the taste of his hometown.
Although he could go back next door to take a look, Aaron knew that this World was not his original World, and even if he revisited his old home, there would not be another him there.
Moreover, the Great River Crab God was high above, looking down on all beings, so he naturally wouldn't risk being annihilated just to go back.
After that, he arranged all matters properly.
Aaron then left the Corporation with Felicia to find Kate.
And at the Corporation entrance,
He ran into one of the former board members. Aaron only remembered his face, not his name; he didn't care.
"Chairman!"
The man walked up smilingly and asked nervously, "Um... can I continue to stay at the Osborn Group?"
Aaron raised an eyebrow, and the fat rat quickly said:
"The Corporation is currently at a critical juncture between life and Death. As a member of the Corporation, and one of its former leaders, my love for this land runs deep!"
"After going back, I thought about it and slapped myself! How could I be so despicable as to be misled by others into doing something so outrageous that destroyed unity and destabilized the Corporation!"
"Therefore, I have decided to live and die with the Corporation!"
"No matter how much outsiders slander or belittle us, I am willing to follow your leadership and continue forward with the Corporation!"
"Of course, the board of directors is unnecessary. I am willing to become a screw or a brick within the Corporation, going wherever I am needed!"
"The Corporation can only have one voice, and that is yours, Chairman!"
The fat rat's face broke into a stack of smiles, and he spoke eagerly.
Aaron shook his head, "Do you know that you resemble the Joker?"
The fat rat patted his chest, "You are absolutely right! In fact, I heard there is a major Joker movie being filmed soon. Since you mentioned it, I'll go submit my resume now and challenge a new career path!"
Good heavens, I didn't realize this fat rat had some Dao. To achieve his goal, he is flexible, enduring humiliation, and willing to suffer the indignity of the crotch!
He has the demeanor of a warlord!
He is simply asking for Death with Dao!
Aaron kept smiling and patted his shoulder, "But you have already signed the contract. My side is processing the accounts and the money will be transferred to you soon, so you don't need to worry about the Corporation's affairs..."
"Stock ownership is certainly impossible for you, but if you are willing, there is a place for you in the Corporation."
After speaking, Aaron led the way out.
He naturally did not believe that the other party had suddenly repented or truly felt any affection for the Osborn Group.
A quick thought suggested only two possibilities.
Either Professor Connors' limb Rebirth situation was captured by the media, or the news that Norman contacted those wealthy individuals suffering from aging and cancer yesterday had leaked.
These people realized that Osborn was not a sinking ship, but rather a Rocket heading straight for the sky.
So they came running back eagerly.
What a joke!
That is all his money!
If they dare reach out, their hands will be chopped off; if they dare stick their head out, their head will be chopped off—no negotiation!
But that fat rat just now... Aaron's smile was cold.
After he left, the fat rat made a phone call, only saying, "Start the operation."
Clearly, someone was still plotting!
It seemed he was still too soft-hearted and hadn't fully integrated into the local customs here.
Aaron got into the car expressionlessly. Felicia realized her Boss was in a bad mood and proactively leaned in to comfort him with herself.
Just as the car started, an explosion suddenly sounded from behind.
Followed by a burst of commotion.