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Chapter 833

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The Little Prince Hussain posted his one-horned lion on Weibo to show off.

The netizens cooperated and expressed their amazement.

"This is fake, right?"

"It's too fake."

"It's impossible for a lion to grow horns!"

"I must be dreaming!"

"So His Royal Highness is a hidden master of photoshop …"

"Hand over the real fructose and we can still be friends."

"I want a lion like this!"

"The lion is too fierce. I can have a kitten like this and a cute cat's owner!"

"I already have a cute cat's owner. Now I'm begging for a cute cat!"

"Those who spread dog food will be killed without mercy!"

"My Great FFF Sect will arrive at the battlefield in 30 seconds..."

"According to this rhythm, could those monsters from the ancient times, those inconceivable monsters in legends, be the experimental products of mad scientists like Blockhead in ancient times?"

"Eh? It's quite possible! "

"Impossible!"

"You can have wild imaginations, but you guys have to know when to stop. Don't let your imaginations cross the sky and endanger the safety of the earth!"

"I wonder how much did the Prince spend this time to strengthen it?"

"Don't say anything without a hundred million!"

"A hundred million? A small target like a hundred million is not in Blockhead's eyes at all... "

What Little Prince Hussein wanted was precisely this kind of effect of being a hot topic among the people. He did not lack anything in life, but he lacked an unquestionable recognition. This was difficult to achieve in his hometown. He had a father, an uncle, and an older brother. The throne of his family was inherited according to the order of the brothers. When all the uncles died, it would be the turn of the eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and fourth brother... The Little Prince Hussain knew that no matter how much he was favored, he could not inherit the throne. But it did not matter. On Dong Mountain, he was a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times more famous than his father!

No matter where he appeared, he would immediately become the most popular star.

Here.

No family could cover up his brilliance.

In the past, no matter how he squandered his money, he would not receive praise. Instead, he would receive countless malicious mockery and contempt.

Now, no one thought of themselves as a pitiful person who lived under the protection of their parents and had nothing but money.

On Dong Mountain, a miraculous place, Hussain, The Little Prince, received the greatest welcome in his life.

His every word and action.

His every movement.

She was even more eye-catching than international superstars.

When he returned to his hometown, the people there also changed their stereotype. They thought of him as an outstanding prince who had made unparalleled contributions to the family and the future!

All of this was not because of money, but because he got to know a peerless genius who surpassed mortals here.

A legendary man who was infinitely close to God!

He had obtained this person's approval.

Hence …

His entire life trajectory had undergone a complete change!

"Tomorrow, I'll ride on Tamed Fruit Candy and follow the staff of the Star of Hope to the Azure Dragon Gorge. I'll spend a pleasant day with the children who come to play. Here I come, drifting activities that people look forward to! Children's laughter is the most beautiful music in the world. It's also the source of my life's hard work! " The Little Prince, Hussain, decided to cultivate his fans from a young age. If he and Fruit Candy became the children's deepest childhood memories, he would not have to worry about his future.

"Alright, you win!" Chen Xi almost knelt down when she saw the news.

A foreign prince.

In order to make the children on Dong Mountain happy, he rode a lion to participate in drifting activities. What kind of international spirit was this?

Brother Thick Eyebrows was very annoyed by the tycoon prince's actions. Damn, it's fine if you go alone, but why did you ride on the lion? Even if the lion did not bite, what would happen if it scared the children?

To say the least.

If the lion could not scare the bold children, who would be responsible if it scared the parents?

On the other side of the world.

The big sister was chewing hard.

The 13th underground creature research base on the outskirts of Death Canyon.

A large group of people gathered around a round table for a meeting. Eric Jr., Josiah, Bord, Thomas, and other high-level figures were all present.

"According to the test data, we have achieved 99% of the deciphering of the magic perfume. We only need the last 1% to completely decipher it. In fact, according to the results of no less than a hundred tests, the effect of our imitation magic perfume is not much inferior to the real magic perfume. In addition to the additives that Dr. Peter extracted from the larvae's saliva, we finally created an enhanced version of the magic perfume named 'Peter's Perfume.' In terms of controlling insect beasts with different intelligence, the effect is even 20% to 50% stronger than the real magic perfume. " The Great Leader of the Far East Whip, Cork, personally turned on the television wall and played the experimental video while explaining the results of the research under his leadership.

"…" Eric Jr. and Josiah kept a straight face and did not say a word.

"Very good." Bord opened his mouth to praise. "We have seen the experimental results in the video. Cork, your research is progressing well."

"Thank you very much for your recognition." The Great Leader of the Far East Whip, Cork, was very happy to be recognized by Bord. Strictly speaking, he was just a newcomer at this round table. Although he was representing the Far East Whip, it did not mean that he was qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as Bord and Thomas.

"Can I know what the advantages and disadvantages of your Peter's Perfume are?" Calvin VIII, the super powerhouse from the 'Heavenly Passerby Group', suddenly asked.

"Of course. That's what I'm going to explain next." Cork nodded politely.

From the outside.

The Great Leader of the Far East Whip, Cork, did not look like a powerful regional ruler at all.

With his handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, he looked more like a doctor or a lawyer. Anyone who saw him could not help but have a good impression of him.

Cork pressed the remote control with his hand, and a completely different set of experimental images immediately played on the television wall. "In a hundred sets of experiments, the effect of the Peter's Perfume has surpassed the magic perfume that was tested in the same direction. Moreover, the Peter's Perfume is our unique result. It is completely in our hands. As long as we increase production, we will be able to obtain an endless supply of perfume, thereby breaking away from the enemy's suppression and blockade at the source. "

Thomas did not say anything, but he watched intently.

He seemed to be very interested in the Peter's Perfume.

Cork of the Far East Whip turned around and glanced at Eric Jr.'s and Josiah's expressions again.

What a pity.

The two of them still held a grudge against him for forcefully cracking the magic perfume. They did not really accept the images being broadcasted and were expressionless.

"You have made a great contribution to the birth of the Peter's Perfume. Congratulations." Schnelson, the representative of the Revelation Group, had a benevolent smile on his face. He, who had always been at odds with the Far East Whip, nodded sincerely and congratulated them. No matter how one looked at it, he looked like a friendly elder.

"Then let's start the voting now!" Bowers, the representative of the Tri-K Group, sneered. He was also one of Schnelson's lifelong enemies.

"Don't be in a hurry. It won't be too late to discuss the voting after listening to Mr. Cork's speech." Schnelson's smile did not diminish.

"Cork?" Bord looked at the great leader of the Far East Whip.

"Dear elders and colleagues, I admit that there is nothing in this world that is perfect and flawless. Even a pure diamond cannot be free of impurities." Cork directly admitted that the Peter's Perfume had a flaw. "Yes, compared to the magic perfume, the Peter's Perfume has achieved a breakthrough and surpassed the magic perfume in terms of experimental effects. However, in terms of durability and stability, it is still slightly lacking. As long as we continue our research and completely crack that one percent, then I believe that our Peter's Perfume will surpass the magic perfume in all aspects. "

"Can I understand the specific data in detail?" Thomas asked.

"Yes." Cork pressed the remote control again, and a huge comparison list appeared on the television wall. "We learned from the data in the comparison experiment that the Peter's Perfume is 20 to 50 percent more effective than the magic perfume in experiments on insects of different intelligence, and the duration is reduced to 30 to 60 percent. The Peter's Perfume is more effective on insects with higher intelligence. For low-level insects with no intelligence and purely instinctive reactions, the effect displayed is about 15 percent unstable. "

"…" Thomas fell into deep thought after reading the comparison list.

"Can I raise an objection?" Eric Jr. suddenly raised his hand.

"Eric Jr., you can speak your mind. No matter what your and Josiah's attitudes are, we are ultimately on the same side." Bord admired Eric Jr. very much. He, Thomas, and the other older leaders even saw Eric Jr. and Josiah as the seeds of the future.

"Then please forgive me for being direct. Mr. Cork, the experiment is unexpectedly optimistic. While I'm happy to see it, I can't help but have an absurd thought. Don't you think that the long-legged spider in the experiment is too cooperative with the other intelligent insects? They're so cooperative with your experiment. How can you explain that they're not being imprisoned or affected by other factors, and that's why they're putting on a show with you? " Before Eric Jr. could finish, Cork's expression changed drastically. He never thought that Eric Jr. would raise such a strange question.

"The long-legged spider has a certain level of intelligence, but I don't think it's smart enough to put on a show with us!" Cork retorted while suppressing his anger.

"I also think that if the little spider is that smart, then humans aren't far from extinction." Bowers scoffed.

"What Eric Jr. said isn't without reason." Schnellson took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"Can you elaborate on your reasoning?" Thomas looked at him.

"That's not a matter of intelligence. It could be an instinctive reaction." Eric Jr. made such a hypothesis. "I'm thinking, the long-legged spider was imprisoned in an extremely sturdy glass container by you guys. It tried everything it could to escape, but it couldn't. Would it be pressured by some sort of cooperative reaction to confuse you guys? It might not be smart, but its instincts determine its environmental camouflage. "

"Sorry, I won't accept such a hypothesis without any data." Cork thought that Eric Jr. was purposely looking for trouble.

"Just pretend I didn't say anything." Eric Jr. shrugged.

"What about you, Josiah?" Bord looked at Josiah.

"Why don't you send someone to Death Canyon to test the perfume? If it's better than the magic perfume, then we can cheer! " Josiah suggested calmly. "Let Mr. Cork decide on the testers. We won't interfere with your experiment!"

"Three days later, we'll send our most elite team into Death Canyon for a face-to-face test with the insects!" Cork took a deep breath. He knew that if he chickened out now, then many of the Far East Whip's projects would have to be stopped.

He was confident that he could knock down Eric Jr.'s ridiculous question.

Hundreds of experiments.

All of them proved the success of the perfume.

The good reaction of the long-legged spider wasn't because it cooperated, nor was it an act. It was because of the important additives in the perfume!

Schnelson clapped his hands to show his welcome. "There's a lot of work to be done, but if you only need three days to prepare, I don't mind waiting for a major victory here. Mr. Cork, please allow me to express my sincerest congratulations in advance. You will succeed. This time, I will support you unconditionally, not Eric Jr.! "

Schnelson, who was known as the "prophet" in the Apocalypse Group, added a wave of poisonous milk to Cork's head with a smile.

Competitors in various fields with overlapping interests, who else would he milk?

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