I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 595: The Angry Second Young Master of the Tang Family
The conversation was not going well, and the second son of the Tang family, who was anxious to see the real experiment, did not have the patience to continue arguing with Xu Gaohua.

Anyway, he already has so many researchers and a complete set of data. If he is missing someone named Xu, then he, the second young master of the Tang family, can only eat hairy pigs?
Just send someone to capture this disobedient guy and deal with him. As long as he can't get on the spaceship, no matter where he hides on Yuanchu Star, he will be found by the Tang family sooner or later.

Unless he runs away to some undeveloped wilderness and becomes a savage, he won't have to do anything.

There are ready-made experimental equipment in the "Spark" laboratory. After the Tang family's security team pulled in a batch of "experimental consumables", they immediately carried out a series of disinfection, hair removal, and clothing changes, just like treating fat pigs entering a slaughterhouse.

After the process was completed, the "experimental consumables" who were all dressed in white surgical gowns were tied to the injection table. Their mouths were all blocked with metal seals, and their limbs were fixed with metal buckles, leaving only pairs of terrified eyes.

No matter how they struggled, they could not stop the cold injection needle from piercing their spines.

Although it was a bit rushed, the researchers in the "Spark" laboratory had already made preparations for the next step of conducting real-person experiments, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

As for the experimental specimens in front of us, they did not volunteer to undergo the experiment... The needle has already been inserted, what's the point of thinking about these things?

Since we have a new boss, we should accept the new corporate culture!

Tang Xinrong was standing in the observation room, observing the experimental process with great interest through the transparent glass. The biology expert he brought with him was staring at all the operating procedures of Chen Che and other researchers to ensure that these guys did not do anything tricky.

Soon, the injection of the medicine was completed.

The first batch of five experimental subjects showed severe reactions. Their bodies kept shaking, their muscles and bones were shaking.

He was at a loss, his eyes were rolling around, and his face was hideous.

"What's going on?" Tang Xinrong immediately asked Chen Che loudly.

Chen Che observed the data and responded, "The drug is destroying their genes and then recombining them. This is an unavoidable process. Previous animal experiments have also gone through this stage."

"This..." Tang Xinrong frowned immediately, turned to look at the biology expert he brought with him, and asked, "Professor Zou, what do you think?"

"From the analysis of the data materials I have seen before, the principle of this drug is just as Mr. Chen said, it must first destroy the original genes and then recombine them." A biological expert named Zou Chun replied.

"They look so painful!" Tang Xinrong's brows never relaxed.

Zou Chun understood the second young master of the Tang family's worries and could only respond with a wry smile: "There is nothing we can do about it. To break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, one must go through some pain."

"Can I have anesthesia?" Tang Xinrong asked hurriedly.

"I'm afraid it's useless..." Zou Chun said with a wry smile: "Anesthetics only block the nerves from receiving the body's reflex signals, but this drug will destroy every cell in the body at the genetic level. Anesthesia is meaningless."

"Isn't that the same as being cut into pieces?" Tang Xinrong gritted his teeth and said decisively: "We must find a way to reduce the pain!"

Just looking at the reactions of the five experimental specimens can make one feel pain. As a son of a wealthy family who has been pampered for many years, how can he endure such pain?

Even if Tang Xinrong could endure it for the sake of his grand ambitions, what about other customers?
If the pain cannot be reduced, how many young people who are not in a hurry are willing to endure this kind of pain, except for those old people who are about to die?
If the customer base is restricted, the influence of this medicine will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Only if the medicine can be improved to be as easy as taking a cold capsule, can he rely on this medicine to attract the submission of almost everyone. After all, everyone wants to live forever.

If the prerequisite for achieving immortality is to be cut into pieces, the only person who has the courage to accept it must be someone who is on the verge of death and desperately desires to live.

Chen Che was so busy that he didn't hear Tang Xinrong's request at all, and another astonishing change occurred in the five experimental samples.

Their muscles seemed to come alive, moving erratically and completely out of control, like a ball of mud with self-awareness, or like cream in a blender.

Suddenly, with a loud "bang", one of the experimental samples exploded, turning into a mass of flesh and blood, with even the bones being shattered.

"What's going on?" Tang Xinrong was shocked.

Chen Che was also surprised, because this kind of reaction had never occurred in previous animal experiments. "Xiao Liu, adjust the data separately..."

Before he could finish his words, the other four experimental samples exploded one after another. The room was in a mess, with blood and flesh fragments everywhere. Even the glass window in front of Tang Xinrong was covered with red and white objects flying everywhere.

The second young master of the Tang family subconsciously stepped back to avoid it, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Chen Che, what is going on?"

Chen Che, who had entered the working state, completely ignored his safety at the moment and fell into self-reflection, muttering subconsciously: "Is the dosage too high? It shouldn't be! I only used 10% more than the mice, so it shouldn't be enough..."

He quickly ran to the electronic projection platform, simulated the entire experimental process he had just recorded, and ordered the system to recalculate the dosage.

Seeing his look, Zou Chun, who is also a researcher, rarely said something good for Chen Che: "Second Master, after all, this is the first real person experiment, and accidents are inevitable. There is a big difference between humans and mice."

Tang Xinrong took a deep breath, suppressed his irritability and anger, and forced a smile again: "You are right, leave professional matters to professionals!"

As a child who has been carefully nurtured by a wealthy family, he at least understands the principle of "not worrying about unnecessary things and not giving random orders."

As he spoke, he turned around and told the security guards around him: "Go in and clean up, and bring the next batch of samples over!"

Anyway, more than twenty "experimental consumables" were caught this time. The second young master of the Tang family has plenty of patience. At worst, he can catch more!
After simulation analysis, Chen Che readjusted the dosage and started experimenting on a new batch of samples two hours later.

As a result, the laboratory was once again filled with minced meat and broken bones.

To be honest, this is faster than a meat grinder!

Not even a single hair, the most difficult to deal with, was left, and every cell in the body was completely destroyed.

"Come again!" The second young master of the Tang family had a gloomy face.

Two hours later, there was a pile of red and white filth in the laboratory.

"..." The second young master of the Tang family looked even darker, and he gritted his teeth and ordered, "Keep going!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Another batch exploded.

Some young researchers with poor concentration could no longer bear it and bent over to vomit, throwing up all the food they had eaten the whole day.

Even the knowledgeable Zou Chun had never seen such efficient losses. He wanted to persuade Tang Xinrong to slow down, but when he met the other party's murderous gaze, he couldn't open his mouth.

"Keep going!" the second young master of the Tang family growled.

However, fate was not in his favor. The next three batches of samples continued to explode, and none of them were successful.

"Asshole!" Tang Xinrong rushed to Chen Che, punched him in the face, and shouted angrily: "Why is this happening? Are you fucking kidding me?"

Fortunately, he did not take risks as soon as he heard the word Changsheng, otherwise he would be one of the people who would be blown into pieces.

Chen Che was even more confused than him. His eyes were dazed and he didn't care about the pain on his face at all. He was concentrating on thinking about the reason for his failure.

"The dosage has been reduced to one-third of that in mice. Why can mice succeed but humans collapse?"

(End of this chapter)