Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

Xiao Wang only trained at the training hall for an hour before leaving.

Now he not only has to improve his martial arts skills, but also has to make money.

It's already May, and there are less than four months until the start of the new semester at the end of August. To be on the safe side, I need to find a private martial arts gym for extra training before taking the entrance exam for the martial arts academy.

This is also the usual practice for many martial arts candidates.

Of course, this is another considerable expense.

After leaving the training hall, Xiao Wang went to the adjacent gun room to greet Guan Chaoyang, who was training there, before leaving the school and heading towards Letian Road.

The news on the radio this morning said that Fusheng Group is looking for people to participate in drug trials at No. 42 Letian Road.

These drug trials usually come with payment, and the amount varies depending on the number of trials.

Of course, the risks are not low either.

Xiao Wang had often heard stories of people suffering from chronic poisoning due to drug trials, resulting in thrombosis, amputation, blindness, and so on.

Even death occurs from time to time.

If the experimental drug is not suitable, the mortality rate is not low.

Of course, if a participant dies during a drug trial, they can receive a compensation payment.

As one of the three major groups in the Federation, Fusheng Group's main business is drug production and development, and such drug trials are common.

Despite the frequent occurrences of disability and death, people continue to volunteer to participate in drug trials.

As Xiao Wang walked, he looked at the bead in his mind.

"If the medication is harmful, I hope you can withstand it."

Xiao Wang thought to himself.

After drinking disinfectant alcohol in the morning and being fine, he gained more confidence in the detoxifying effect of the beads.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Wang finally found No. 43 Letian Road.

This is a six-story building, which looks like it was recently renovated. The top of the building is inlaid with two large characters: Fusheng (福生).

At that moment, two storefronts on the first floor were open.

One of the rooms was about seven or eight meters wide and ten meters deep. Inside, there were about seven or eight people wearing uniforms, handling boxes of reagents. Xiao Wang glanced at them and saw the words "Fusheng" written on the uniforms. He guessed that these were probably employees of the Fusheng Group, and the reagents they were handling were likely the drugs used in this human experiment.

By this time, a long line had already formed outside the storefront. Xiao Wang looked around and saw that there were at least seventy or eighty people, and the number was still increasing.

Xiao Wang quickly joined the queue at the end, and soon a long line formed behind him.

At another store next to his queue, there was also a queue of about a dozen people.

Xiao Wang was standing in line when someone behind him suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in very old clothes, looking at him.

"Young man, are you a student?"

"Yes," Xiao Wang nodded in reply.

"How can a student like you make money like this? This isn't for you, you're so young."

Xiao Wang observed the middle-aged man. He was very thin, with sunken cheeks, deep-set eyes, and his body was almost skin and bones.

Instead of answering the middle-aged man's question, he countered with, "Brother, why are you here testing drugs to make money?"

The middle-aged man gave a bitter smile and said, "I have no choice. My daughter had to have her leg amputated because of illness. I don't have the money to get her a good prosthetic leg, so I bought the cheapest one. But she has to take anti-rejection drugs every day. Each one costs 50 federal dollars, and she has to take two every day."

"50 Federal Dollars for one?!" Xiao Wang was indeed surprised to hear this price. He knew that his adoptive father, Zhou Zhengxiong, worked in an underground factory and earned 5000 Federal Dollars a month, with two days off per month.

"Is this medicine made of gold?"

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile, pointed to the building in front of him, and said with a wry smile, "It was also produced by their Fusheng Group."

Xiao Wang listened, paused for a moment, and then continued to ask, "Your daughter's prosthetic limbs weren't made by them either, were they?"

"No, it's the Boao Group, the one that manufactures military-grade modified bodies, right? Their military-grade ones are very good, but I don't have the money to afford them."

Xiao Wang listened, unsure what to say for a moment, so he changed the subject, asking, "What are those people over there doing?"

"Those receiving pensions."

"Huh?" Xiao Wang was shocked. "You mean they're receiving compensation for being vaccinated during drug trials?"

"Yes, they are all family members. The last medicine wasn't very good. Out of 120 of us who were testing the medicine, I heard that 13 died."

Xiao Wang was so shocked he couldn't speak. After a moment, he realized the implication in the other person's words, "You mean you were here for the last drug trial?"

The middle-aged man looked at him and gave a wry smile, but didn't say anything.

"Is the compensation high?" Xiao Wang looked at the dozen or so family members queuing up, including a mother in her thirties holding a child.

You'll find out soon enough.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a person wearing a uniform with the character "福生" (Fusheng) on ​​it handed a stack of papers to the first person in line, saying, "Pass it on."

He then loudly addressed the people in line, saying, "This is the agreement for this drug trial. Please read it carefully. If you agree, please sign your name. If you do not agree, please leave."

The agreement was quickly passed to Xiao Wang, who took one copy and continued to pass it on.

Xiao Wang was holding the agreement, about to examine it closely, when the middle-aged man behind him suddenly said, "You're carrying a backpack, you should have a pen, right? Can I borrow it?"

As Xiao Wang picked up his pen, he asked, "Aren't you going to look at it?"

"It's always the same, but this time the conditions are slightly better than last time. They even gave an extra 5000 Federal Credits for the second phase."

Xiao Wang listened, handed the pen to the other party, and began to carefully read the contents of the agreement.

The agreement is very simple, with only a dozen or so clauses, which can be summarized in two sentences: First, all consequences shall be borne by the party concerned; second, the right of interpretation belongs to Fusheng Group.

In addition to these terms, the price of this trial drug was also stipulated.

This drug trial is divided into two phases. The cost for the first phase is 20000 Federal Dollars, and the cost for the second phase is 15000 Federal Dollars.

If a participant dies during the trial, they will receive a federal compensation payment of 10000 dollars.

Xiao Wang looked at the amount of the compensation payment, then turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Is there a mistake in how this compensation amount is written?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "That's right."

Seeing Xiao Wang's incredulous expression, he added, "Their explanation is that the person died, rendering the experimental data invalid, and their losses are greater. Giving 10000 Federal Credits is already very considerate of the family. Young man, I have no choice. You're still young, and I advise you not to try to make this money."

Xiao Wang was completely at a loss for words, but he still signed his name with a pen.

"Come on, line up and move forward one by one."

As the voices of the uniformed personnel rang out, the entire group began to move forward.

When they arrived at Xiao Wang's place, the staff were taken aback when they saw him, probably because he looked too young. Almost everyone in the group was over thirty; there were hardly any people in their twenties.

They were all taken aback when they suddenly saw an eighteen-year-old student.

But she quickly returned to normal.

"Roll up your sleeves."

Xiao Wang pulled up his sleeve as instructed, and then the other party injected the test drug into his body by sticking a needle directly into his shoulder.

Then the other party stamped the agreement he had signed, "Come back in three days to collect the sample and money, and for the second phase of the experiment. If you die, your family can collect the compensation at the window next door. Come on, next one."

The staff's words were repeated to each and every participant like a broken record.

Xiao Wang stood up, holding the stamped agreement, and was about to put it into his schoolbag when...

The middle-aged man behind him had just finished his injection. He walked over to Xiao Wang, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "See you in three days, young man."

See you in three days.