Ling Cage: I come from Hisakawa

Chapter 164 Ohhhhhh!
"Dr. Jones, can Miracle K really reverse aging? Something that even Qin Shi Huang couldn't do, can now be achieved with just one dose of Miracle K?"

"Dr. Jones, we are reporters from Pravda. Did the development of Miracle K involve any illegal human experiments?"

"Dr. Jones, did you develop Miracle K independently? Did anyone support your research process? Do you plan to release the experimental data of Miracle K to benefit all mankind?"

"Dr. Jones, what is the production cost of Miracle K, and how much does one injection cost?"

"Dr. Jones, before the invention of Miracle K, death treated everyone the same. But after Miracle K was invented, the rich could buy youth with money. Doesn't this exacerbate the gap between the rich and the poor?"

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The reporters in the audience bombarded Jones with questions, many of them sharp.

Jones curled his lip.

He slammed the microphone in his hand a few times.

squeak--

A sharp crackling sound of electricity filled the entire hall, and everyone's face turned pale.

Jones said, "Human experiments do exist, but all participants are volunteers, and the relevant projects have already been submitted to the relevant departments in Jiuchuan City through the Nirvana Institute."

He looked down at the audience.

Bai Jingyu sat in the first row, looking at him with a smile.

Jones was certain.

What do you mean by illegality? Don't you know that Mayor Bai's words are the golden rule of Jiuchuan?

"As for costs and the wealth gap?"

"I'm sorry, I only wanted to help all of humanity climb the ladder to immortality, I never considered such worldly matters." Jones made an effort to make his smile seem genuine.

He knew that at this moment, he should say something high-sounding and respectable.

He sighed.

"But your concerns are also valid, so I will not release the experimental data of Miracle K in the short term to prevent some ill-intentioned people from using Miracle K1 to create a biohazard."

Are you kidding me?
I risked my entire life, going through countless hardships to finally develop Miracle K, and now I haven't enjoyed any benefits at all. Why should I release the experimental data?

Pooh!
They're all robbers!

"Times are constantly progressing."

Jones said in a deep voice, "Emperor Qin Shi Huang could not be made young again, but starting today, starting from the day I, Jones Mueller, develop the Miracle K Potion, anyone will have the opportunity to be young again!"

"This is a victory for civilization!"

"This is a victory for science!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist in excitement.

Wow!
The audience erupted in applause once again, accompanied by countless camera shutter clicks and flashes.

The reporters were thrilled as they watched Jones clench his fist in the camera lens. With their keen professional instincts, they all sensed that these photos were about to go viral!
Jones was overwhelmed with emotion.

Long ago, he was an unknown nobody.

Whenever there was a major scientific event, he would attend with Professor Horn, but he didn't even have the right to enter the main venue. He could only squat outside the door and wait for Professor Horn to come out.

At that time, listening to the sounds coming from the crack in the door and seeing the light flickering through it, he felt incredibly envious of those who could sit inside and listen to the lecture.

He secretly swore an oath!
One day, Jones Muller will also hold a scientific press conference that will shock the world. He will be the one standing on the stage, making celebrities and big shots look up to him, and keeping everyone else out!

Today, he finally realized his wish!
Lululu—

Jones could almost hear the sound of blood flowing through his brain. He turned around and saw that Number Nineteen had been brought up.

Number 19 was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a kitten in her arms.

The robot nurse pushed him around.

Number Nineteen looked at the flashing lights below the stage, smiled sheepishly, and whispered, "Nia, it looks like we're going to be on the news."

"Meow!" Nia flicked her tail.

Jones glanced at the audience.

Horn sat next to Bai Jingyu, his expression complex, lost in thought.

After Jones' Miracle K press conference ends, Horn's Angel Potion press conference will follow. They will share the same venue to send a clear signal to the outside world: Hisakawa has conquered the challenge of carbon-based immortality.

Jones looked away.

He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

"So."

"Let's begin now."

The robotic nurse pushed number nineteen to the operating table; it was the same equipment as that used in the Nirvana nursing home.

With the help of a nurse, Number 19 lay down on the bed.

The operating lights were so bright that Number Nineteen couldn't open his eyes.

Number 19 was a little nervous, but that was all, because he wasn't worried about the surgery failing.

Before coming, he had already watched the video of the surgery on the 20th, knew what was going to happen next, and made full mental preparations.

Furthermore, this is Jones's science press conference.

He's actually lived enough in this life.

Jones should have wanted the surgery to succeed even more than him, because if it failed, he would only lose his already miserable life, while Jones would lose much more.

Number 19 closed his eyes.

He relaxed his body and allowed the instruments on the operating table to pierce his body.

He felt something being injected into his veins. At first, he didn't feel anything, just a slight throbbing pain at the injection site. But a few seconds later, the throbbing pain spread throughout his body.

It was as if every part of his body was being stretched open, and something was trying to crawl out from under his skin.

Muscles, blood vessels, bones.
In a daze, everything was twisting and deforming.

"Ah!" Number Nineteen let out a hoarse scream.

It hurt more than he had imagined. Number Nineteen tried to hold on, trying to grit his teeth, but his head was swollen and he couldn't reach them at all.

What do I look like now?
It must be terrifying, I hope it doesn't scare anyone.

"Meow!"

"Meow!"

Nia, don't worry.

Pain is a necessary part of transformation, and I will get better soon.

If I unfortunately fail, just like my life, it's okay, because that white-haired girl promised to take care of you. She's a good person, I can feel it.

Number 19's body was deformed into a monster covered in fleshy tumors.

The audience was stunned.

How could this be?
Is this normal?

"Ah!" Some people with poor psychological resilience screamed in fright.

Jones stood with his back to the audience, hands behind his back, motionless and looking very calm. His composure was the main reason why the situation had not yet spiraled out of control.

But in fact, Jones's face was covered in sweat.

Just as Number Nineteen thought, Jones simply couldn't accept losing in front of everyone.

He needs success more than Number 19 himself.

Jones stared intently at Number Nineteen, whose body was deformed, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, completely oblivious to how ugly and disgusting Number Nineteen looked.

He prayed frantically in his heart.

success!

Please, you have to succeed!
Amitabha!
Infinite Heavenly Lord!

Hallelujah!

Jones prayed in his heart to every god he knew.

Perhaps it was the divine intervention that worked, or perhaps the experiment was indeed uneventful, but the swelling in Number Nineteen's body began to subside.

White smoke was visible to the naked eye rising.

Number 19 spat out a foul-smelling ball of flesh, and his whole body shrank like a deflated tire, shrinking at a visible speed until it began to take on a human shape.

A few seconds later, Number Nineteen completely returned to human form.

Then, the pores on his skin began to shrink, and his skin became fair and delicate, like that of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Jones turned to look at the data on the monitor.

Become!

He breathed a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat from his face.

At this moment, Number Nineteen groped his way to sit up.

He held his hands up to his eyes and examined them closely, then stroked his body with those hands, a joyful expression on his face.

"It's a success," he said, his voice trembling.

The microphone amplified his voice.

The next second, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Oooo!"

International superstars, tycoon leaders, scientific giants, and political leaders from various countries—all these people who enjoy high social status lost their composure at this moment. They uttered primitive syllables like monkeys, their eyes bloodshot, and applauded wildly!
Click! Click! Click!

Reporters took photos like crazy, wishing they had three heads and six arms like Nezha, so they could hold up six cameras and capture this historic moment from different angles!
Yes! A historic moment!
Miracle K and its creator, Jones Muller, will surely be remembered in history, shining brightly through the ages!

The nurse placed Nia on number nineteen's lap.

Nia sniffed Number Nineteen's scent and then let out an affectionate call.

Despite the change in appearance, she recognized Number Nineteen immediately without any hesitation.

Number 19 held Nia in his arms, a kind smile on his face.

Jones stood in front of number nineteen, squinting as he enjoyed the cheers and screams from the crowd.

The immense enthusiasm echoed throughout the venue, and the surging sound waves swept over his body again and again. He was almost deaf, but he liked this feeling. He loved this feeling!

That's the feel!

One minute, two minutes, three minutes
The applause lasts forever.

Until a soft cough came through Jones's earpiece.

Jones opened his eyes, chuckled twice at the audience, and then waved to stop the cheers.

It has taken up a bit of time.

Jones picked up the microphone and said with a smile, "I believe everyone has seen the effects of Miracle K's rejuvenation with their own eyes."

He spoke eloquently, saying, "Miracle K can alter the metabolic mechanisms of the skin, internal organs, and bones, breaking the limitations of human cell division, thereby enabling humans to achieve immortality."

Jones explained the effects of Miracle K in detail.

Finally, he concluded: "Injecting Miracle K can achieve immortality in parts other than the brain, helping people with disabilities to gain greater mobility than at their peak."

He paused for a moment and looked at Horn below the stage.

"Although I hope that Miracle K can bring true immortality to mankind, Miracle K cannot affect the brain. Injecting Miracle K can only provide an immortal body, while the brain will still age and die. It cannot be called true immortality."

He said in a deep voice, "So now, please give a warm round of applause to welcome my former teacher!"

"Professor Horn Garcia!"

"His Angel Elixir can promote the division and regeneration of brain nerve cells. You understand what that means!"

(End of this chapter)