"Tiger, here's what you need."
Impatiently, Tiger snatched the box from Bach's hands.
Different from the colorless potion last time, the complete version was filled with dreamy colors.
"How do I use it?"
"Just take it directly. Same as last time."
Impatiently, Tiger poured the potion into his mouth.
"Drink …" Tiger slowly felt the potion flow into his stomach and then spread.
It was an unbelievable feeling.
It felt like all the cells in his body were alive.
Then, Tiger felt something sticky on his body.
He reached out and touched his skin. Sticky dirt actually appeared on his skin.
"What's going on? Why does the dirt keep coming out of my body? "
Tiger didn't understand. He could only rinse his body.
But soon, the dirt he rinsed off came out of his pores again.
But compared to the first time, the amount was obviously much less.
Tiger could only rinse again, but then the dirt came out of his skin again.
Tiger rinsed a few times. Finally, the dirt stopped coming out of his skin.
Tiger, on the other hand, felt an incomparable feeling.
His vision and hearing all underwent terrifying changes.
Tiger could even hear the flapping of the mosquitoes hiding under the sofa.
He could even see the dragonflies laying eggs in the water across the pool.
At the same time, Tiger felt hungry. Very hungry.
He started to eat. Crazily.
…
Cerberus' lab.
"Muotto, come here and take a look." Kevin pulled Muotto over.
"Look at what?"
"These are the cells left behind by one of our clients when he applied for customization." Kevin moved away from the microscope.
Muotto looked at the microscope. In the microscope, he saw normal cells absorbing the nutrient solution.
"Isn't this normal? Is there a problem? "
"Look a bit longer," Kevin said.
Muotto continued to observe. Just then, he saw the cells swell a bit.
"What's going on? How did the cells swell so much? "
"Not only did this customer's cells expand, but they didn't die faster. Instead, they survived longer. The skin cells extracted from the skin tissue provided by him should have survived for about 14 hours, but after absorbing the potion, his cells survived for more than 18 hours, and their activity was greatly increased. Moreover, after absorbing a small amount of poison, they automatically excreted the poison. Unless they were completely immersed in the poison, their skin cells wouldn't die."
The Devil's Elixir they developed was one of their main research topics.
However, the Devil's Potion was not a complete product.
Although the Devil's Elixir could greatly improve the human body's functions, it was not enough.
However, it would cause people to be easily angered.
According to the research on cells, it was found that after the cells absorbed the drug, the rate of cell death would increase.
His cells, which had a lifespan of more than ten hours, would shrink by 50%.
Thus, the Devil's Potion could only be considered a half-finished product.
However, in order to get back the research funding, and even if a normal person took the drug, it would be difficult for them to discover the side effects.
Therefore, as a research organization, the Cerberus Organization did not care about this side effect.
However, at this moment, they discovered that not only did one of their customers not have any side effects, but the effects of the Devil's Potion were even better than others. This was simply the perfect embodiment of the product they had developed.
"Why is it like this? Did you find the reason? "
"Other than the difference in blood type, everything else is the same."
"Who's this customer?"
"A boxer. He's very famous and rich."
"Think of a way to bring him to the lab, no matter what," Muato said. Muaoto said, "He might be the direction of our research. He is a perfect material."
"I've already sent someone to follow him, but he seems to have gone overseas for a competition."
"Use our connections overseas. No matter what, we have to bring him here," Muato said. "His value is immeasurable."
"Maybe we can give him a defeat," Kevin said meaningfully. Kevin said meaningfully, "Under normal circumstances, if we don't use conventional means, we won't be able to get this kind of rich and powerful person to follow us. But what if we let him fail? An unprecedented loss. "
…
"Fali, are you going to Russia?"
"No." Fali rejected Chen Zhao's invitation without hesitation.
She knew why Chen Zhao was going to Russia.
She was not interested in boxing or the competition.
"Fine, then I'll have to go alone." Chen Zhao nodded. The topic ended there.
"Come back early. Don't stay outside for too long."
"Got it."
"Spare his life. At least he used to be your student."
"If I wanted to kill him, he'd be dead already."
In modern society, the best way to destroy a person was not to destroy their body, but to destroy everything they had.
The next day, Chen Zhao boarded a flight to Moscow.
It was still the flight he hated the most. It was almost ten thousand kilometers away. Apart from flying, there was no other choice.
To deal with this flight, Chen Zhao had to kill time by taking out a large number of movies and TV shows.
After a twenty-hour flight, Chen Zhao finally set foot in Moscow.
Moscow was very cold in January.
One could even feel the bleakness and desolation in Moscow's Sheremetyevo Airport.
Compared to Los Angeles, which was also an international metropolis, the number of passengers here was half.
After leaving the airport, there was a long line of taxis outside, but no one came down to help the passengers with their luggage.
Even the locals did not like the cold wind here.
This was Chen Zhao's first time traveling alone.
In the past, he'd either been accompanied by Fali or a member of the Association.
Otherwise, he'd been accompanied by Portia.
This time, Alex was also coming, but she'd arrived two days earlier.
Of course, Alex was also temporarily acting as Chen Zhao's assistant. She helped him arrange his itinerary in Moscow.
In return, Chen Zhao would also be responsible for Alex's expenses in Moscow.
On the way to the hotel, Chen Zhao called Gaia. "Gaia, how's Syndicate's training?"
"Not bad. His improvement is unexpectedly good."
"There's less than three days left. Tell him to come to Moscow as soon as possible. It's much colder here than LA. He needs to get used to the temperature here."
"I'll go with him tomorrow. You can arrange things there first."
"Fine. I shouldn't have come so early. I don't like it here. It's too cold. It's at least -5 degrees Celsius today."
"I don't like it either, but considering that I can earn a lot of money this time, I gritted my teeth and endured it."
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