Infinity, progress from Arasaka

The words they use are also more direct. When they catch NUSA, they will call you a little jerk and say that your predecessor, the USA, is even more unclean.

Zeta, Kantō and others were neutral and trying to smooth things over, while the European Bank spoke empty words of peace, willing to provide all assistance except help for the friendly misunderstanding consultation between Arasaka and Military Technology...

Anyway, the war of words and exposing each other's dirty laundry are very exciting.

Vera even saw a report from an Arasaka spokesperson: Recently, a military technology team secretly sneaked into some ancient Tuban-speaking tribal sites in Central Africa. No one knows what they are looking for, but it is very similar to the school trip route of one of our supervisors. Did they steal something?

The tone and wording are very yin and yang.

But it's just to satisfy my craving.

Vera knew very well that the result would be that it would be covered by other new hot spots and nothing would come of it.

Unless Arasaka directly goes after military technology.

Turn the page.

Just as Vera was reading with great interest, 'ding ding' sounded, indicating a new email.

She took a look and it was marked with an expedited order from the Bioengineering Department of Arasaka, Tokyo.

[The biological laboratory and security defense force of the Solar Stairway Project have been built and can be used for research at any time. ]

The progress of her mission now changed from a question mark to an exclamation mark.

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Chapter 063: Oh my god, Saburo Arasaka has become younger! (4.5K)

More than a week later.

Arasaka Industrial Park in Tokyo, a factory under the Bioengineering Department, and the biological laboratory of the Solar Staircase Project.

Bang!

"Roar--"

Heavy pounding sounds accompanied by chilling inhuman roars were faintly heard deep in the laboratory.

"It's done. Inject inhibitors and anesthetics to 'reduce weight' and remove excess muscle and bone growth from its body. Destroy it."

Outside the fully enclosed experimental cabin, there were blood pressure monitors, heart rate monitors, brain neuron wave detectors, BIS machines and other inspection instruments. Vera stood up from the central control console holding a data tablet and said, "Detain him."

"Yes, supervisor."

At one side, an Arasaka laboratory staff member wearing a gray and white full-body protective suit and a laboratory information mask bowed and nodded.

They are the assistants assigned by Saburo Arasaka to help Vera.

Vera didn't care whether they were trustworthy or had spies. She just had to use them as she pleased.

It would be better to say that she is worthy of being trained by the Tokyo headquarters. She is obedient but not arrogant, and has strong execution ability. At least she finds it easy to use.

Da da.

Through the cold protective glass, Vera walked to the exploration window and looked at the figure whose limbs, torso, and head were firmly fixed by thick metal arms.

It was a giant monster.

Humanoid, with strange grey-brown skin, over 8.7 feet tall.

His whole body was knotted with muscles, and his muscle groups were highly swollen. The fibers were wriggling like granulations, and there was bone hyperplasia. Under his exaggeratedly wide shoulders was a fist that was as big as a casserole. Pieces of bone cuts pierced through the flesh and blood and stuck out from the acromion, scapula, spine, ribs and other parts, with blood vessels bulging out.

Finally, there was the huge, deformed head, bald, with distorted features and a neck as thick as the head.

Tyrant, no, to be more precise, a person infected with the Progenitor virus.

A half-successful and half-failed infected person, just like the last two heirs to the throne of the West African Diya Empire before its demise in the Resident Evil world.

He was the unlucky military technician whose throat was ripped open by the number one zombie in the cyberpunk world.

After a week of continuous experiments by Vera, the Progenitor Virus was increased in dosage and adjusted, and it eventually expanded into its current form.

Since he was not a professional fighter during his lifetime, the degree of prosthetic modification on his body was relatively low, and the bones he had were still his original bones. At the beginning of the experiment, Vera was fortunate enough to witness a very exciting scene.

A cyborg, the degree of modification is not deep but he is half flesh and half iron.

The Progenitor virus invaded the remaining half of its body. The flesh and blood swelled and proliferated when Vera's new Progenitor virus was injected. Those cyber implants were severely rejected by the flesh itself and were squeezed out.

For example, after the synthetic lung was removed, its recovered and self-healed lung looked like a huge diseased tumor. When dissected, it showed lung structures such as alveoli. It was indeed a DNA-based virus. The DNA of this military agent was still human in the eyes of the ancestral virus. No matter how deeply modified he was, he was still human.

Therefore, Vera followed the lessons learned by Dr. Marcus and Dr. William of Umbrella in her memory, combined with the actual situation, suppressing and increasing the injection, adjusting at any time, and continuously extracting the incidental mutants and by-products of the Progenitor virus from the experimental subject she named "Tyrant No. 0" to advance the research.

Standing on the shoulders of her predecessors and with Umbrella's countless successes and failures paving the way, Vera did not hesitate too much. With sufficient funds and the support of countless high-tech experimental equipment provided by Arasaka, she soon achieved some results.

The small piece of the pie she had painted for Sanlang, the "sweetness" that he could taste, had already entered the final stage of safety debugging.

At this time, buzzing—puffing.

When the needle as thick as an adult's thumb was inserted into its cervical artery, spine, heart, and inguinal artery by the robotic arm, the laboratory AI began to "lose weight" for the giant according to Vera's orders.

As the mechanical arms equipped with cutters, drills, and flesh-cutting razors began to work, the horrific sound of flesh tearing could be heard.

Blood splattered, bones were chopped and tendons were broken. Soon, the giant completed his weight loss. The swollen muscles and proliferating bone stumps were removed, and even the abnormal bones in the body were pulled out.

Then, the self-destructive neural control chip implanted in his brain issued the command: fall asleep.

It is wrapped in layers of robotic arms and locks, and the disinfection and cleaning systems are running.

"Thanks to military technology, I got my Lisa."

With a slight smile, Vera silently withdrew her gaze.

Umbrella's bloody legacy...

Although she asked herself whether she was any better than Oswell E. Spencer.

But Spencer could give George Trevor, the engineer who designed the Arklay Mansion for him with great diligence, as the first living human body for the research of the Progenitor virus without any psychological burden. He captured his underage daughter Lisa Trevor and conducted various biochemical experiments for more than ten years, which destroyed the Trevor family.

Vera is ashamed of herself, you are such a beast.

Turn around.

Ta-ta-ta...

Walking out of the experimental subject storage room and passing through this huge laboratory, Vera walked slowly towards her own private laboratory.

Along the way, numerous camera probes, scanners and automatic turrets quietly tell of the high security level here.

After nodding to the guard soldiers at the key node of the laboratory passage, Vera passed through the access control.

Click, the door opened.

The automatic sensor light turns on when the visitor's biometric information is sensed.

Vera walked to the workbench and inserted the data tablet in her hand into the special slot. She pulled over the office chair and sat down. She looked at the data summary on the chart, sorted out her thoughts, and then snapped her fingers.

Boom!

Vera's workbench was surrounded by huge, cold and smooth tempered polarized glass.

Inside is a highly AI-automated, sci-fi laboratory-grade culture chamber and chemical synthesizer, including cleaning machines, screeners, crushers, mixers, extractors, distiller, reactors, spray dryers, vacuum dryers, chromatographs, photometers...it has almost everything needed for pharmaceutical production, and is supported by a dedicated supercomputer with computing power.

Holographic screens showing various indexes were projected around the central workbench by the dome imager.

Vera stared at the data tablet screen in front of her.

In a little over a week, various mutant strains and related experimental by-products extracted from 'Tyrant No. 0' were collected here in different categories, presented in the form of liquid, powder, solid or semi-solid ointment. In short, they were all in the optimal solution form to preserve their characteristics.

According to the calculations in her mind, when the purified obscure translucent substance just obtained from 'Tyrant No. 0' was transferred to Vera's dedicated laboratory, she pressed the synthesis switch, and the beeping sound of the keyboard did not stop for a moment.

The synthesis begins.

Based on the results of a large number of clinical experiments conducted by Umbrella and the relatively rigorous data calculated by Vera, the instrument began to work. The byproduct extracts and related elements were dissolved at a specific temperature, filtered, sterilized, weighed, and mixed according to the steps...

The final liquid dilution is mixed with glucose.

Brain power pills and [Regenerate] enhanced version.

Relying on the property of the ancestral virus to activate the vitality of cells, we unidirectionally cultivate by-products with this property, lowering the upper limit of the virus-enhanced drug efficacy while greatly reducing side effects. It has the effect of activating dead cells to make users younger, inhibiting brain aging, treating Alzheimer's disease, and significantly improving thinking and logical abilities.

In Umbrella, this drug is undoubtedly the pinnacle of its medical product field, and it is also a high-end and sky-high priced drug.

But for Saburo Arasaka, any sky-high price is not a problem. What he wants is a new drug that has no drug resistance, can alleviate aging and prolong life.

"The parameters seem to be a little off... The risk is high, let's adjust it again."

Comparing the parameters of the chromatograph and the photometer, Vera closed her eyes and thought for a while, then continued to adjust for safety reasons.

once.

twice.

three times.

finally--

"Huh..." Vera stopped the real-time micro-manipulation and looked at the parameters that were basically the same as those calculated in her mind and predicted by the AI ​​simulation experiment. She exhaled softly and checked the time. It was June 2075, 6, 18/22. "Name, R-15 Newborn Potion."

Laboratory Assisted AI: [Included. ]

Vera pressed the dedicated communication channel of the workbench, "Notify everyone to recruit volunteers. The new drug R-618 can be used for clinical trials."

beep.

Then, she changed the channel and said, "Sir Shintaro, I have good news for Lord Saburo."

...

Another half month has passed and it is July.

In the Arasaka family compound, Vera, who had entered the palace for the second time, stood in front of Shintaro Takayama.

"Are you sure?" he asked, sliding his finger across the datapad.

Browsing quickly, the surprise in Shintaro Takayama's eyes became more and more intense. The document recorded the latest progress of the Stairway to the Sun project and a mass-producible result: R-618 Newborn Potion.

There are also pictures of the results of the clinical trials, with actual footage of disabled volunteers recruited from the outskirts and slums of Tokyo being injected with the new drug R-618, with the most detailed advanced observations by the elderly men.

Vera's meaning is self-evident.

Want to give Saburo an injection?

"Commander Shintaro, this medicine is not an oral medicine that will take effect immediately after taking it. It is a special medicine for Lord Saburo, so it must be highly targeted and used by a specific person. I need to formulate it based on Lord Saburo's own situation..."

Vera immediately said that it was impossible to let Sanlang use the same medicine as those old men and women who volunteered. That would be extremely disrespectful and it should be specially prepared by a specific person.

Shintaro nodded, "Come with me, I need you to demonstrate it again in front of Saburo-sama."

"No problem. Who is the subject?"

As they spoke, the two entered the front courtyard of the residential area. Saburo Arasaka was sitting in a wheelchair, this time pushed by Hanako Arasaka, while Takemura and the non-mainstream Oda stood aside.

"Master Sanlang, Miss Huazi." Vera bowed slightly.

"let's start."

Saburo spoke briefly, with no discernible emotion. Instead, there was something strange in the look in Arasaka Hanako's eyes. Vera could sense that the woman's eyes had been fixed on her since she came in.

Without time to think about it, Vera looked at the two old men who were also sitting in wheelchairs in the courtyard.

As if he could see Vera's confusion, Takayama Shintaro said, "They were all the elders who followed and guarded Saburo-sama back then, and they were retainers of the Arasaka family. But now they are old, and Saburo-sama misses the old times, so he hopes that they can still accompany him."

Oh, Saburo’s former bodyguard.

This old bastard Denta is so long-lived. The retainers and guards around him are either dead or too old to walk. They don't have the status and capital of Saburo and Shintaro to live such a high-quality life.

When asked about their age, some are younger than Huazi, but look older than Sanlang...

"R-618 Newborn Potion, this research result is only a very superficial part of the Stairway to the Sun Project. Lord Saburo and Commander Shintaro should know that the effect of the Progenitor Virus is far more than this. The 'Tyrant 0' experiment is a product of failure. Due to the toxicity and instability of the Progenitor Virus, I must minimize the enhancement effect to maintain stability."

"All medicines are poisonous. After many adjustments and calculations, I found the stable threshold for maintaining the efficacy of the medicine."

As the person in charge of the Stairway to the Sun project, Vera explained as she took the briefcase from the Arasaka agent behind her and began to prepare it. These two old men were obviously prepared by someone in advance.

She quickly performed various calculations for the R-618 newborn potion and the genetic matching of the subjects. The two old men were three or four times her age, and most of their combat prostheses had been removed due to their age and frailty. The dosage needed to be used with caution to avoid sudden death on the spot.

That wouldn't look good.

An old guy's R-618 rejuvenating injection was successful.

After it was over, he was still lying in a wheelchair, looking a little demented.

About ten minutes later, just as Vera adjusted the second old man's medicine and prepared to inject it, "Master Sanlang...Master Sanlang, it's really you!"