Organ failure.
This meant that there was no cure.
This was not cancer, nor was it any other terminal illness. It was a sign that the human lifespan had reached its end.
It was like a computer program that had reached its end.
It was basically lying in the arms of the Grim Reaper. Even the gods could not save him.
But how could this be?
"Isn't it too fast for such a top scientist to die at 88 years old?"
Chen Jin had to admit that 88 years old was definitely considered a long life. Among the scientists who had a high average lifespan, this was not considered a hindrance.
The problem was that the probability of a top scientist appearing was very low. The cost of nurturing them was very high. Every one of them was a rare existence.
For example, Einstein was a scientific genius that only appeared once in a hundred years.
This Edward Vuitton, on the other hand, was a genius that only appeared once every thirty years.
If one wanted to find a scientist of the same level or higher, they could only wait and search for them over a long period of time.
After all, geniuses were always an extremely rare product.
This was especially true in the field of science. Leaps and bounds in science and technology often depended on the strength of a genius alone. Then, they would lead the entire scientific community to fly.
Chen Jin asked, "Alice, is there any way to save Edward Vuitton and extend his life?"
He felt that top scientists should be given a longer lifespan. Even living for 100 years under natural conditions seemed too short for them.
The threshold for science was very high. It took 20 years for basic education, 20 years to master a subject, and 20 years to have sufficient energy to conduct in-depth research. That was when they were in their 60s.
The rest of the wasted years were mostly spent on what they had earned. They were unable to achieve any major breakthroughs.
But a genius was a genius. With the powerful computing power of "100% Science Lab," Edward Vuitton tried various ideas and broke through the most important problem in the field of pure mathematics — Riemann's hypothesis.
This brought him 10 million game points and caused a sensation in the scientific community.
The next problem he planned to tackle was the ultimate problem in the field of physics — the Grand Unification Formula. He had even touched the edge of it.
If he was given enough time, it was not impossible for him to derive the Grand Unification Formula.
So, it would be a pity for such a top scientist to die.
Alice said, "Master, with his physical condition, it will be very troublesome to treat him. We have to replace his artificial heart, kidneys, liver, and lungs, and inject him with life-prolonging drugs. Also, the surgery is very complicated. We have to bring him to Xing Hai Hospital in Shang Hai for it to be convenient."
"You mean he can be saved?"
"Yes, but we must hurry up and bring him to Z country."
"That's not a problem."
…
The next day.
In a hospital in Maryland, M Nation.
In the ICU.
An old man wearing a ventilator sat on the bed. His face was thin, and he was as thin as a stick. His body was abnormally weak.
There was a laptop in front of him, and he frowned as he pondered. Occasionally, he would lift his fingers and type on the keyboard with difficulty. His eyes were fixed on the mathematical formulas on the screen, and he was thinking about a problem.
Some of the family members in the ward looked sad. Some lowered their heads and wiped away their tears. The atmosphere was very sad.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the corridor outside the ward.
A group of people walked to the door of the ward and knocked, wanting to enter.
The old man's son, George, opened the door unhappily and said, "Please don't disturb my father's rest. He has seen too many people these days, and he wants to think alone."
"George, it's a big shot who wants to see your father."
The director of the hospital respectfully extended his hand and pushed out a man in a suit.
George's mouth opened wide in surprise. He murmured, "Mr … Mr. President?"
The man in the suit said with a smile, "George, can I go in and see the master of science, the outstanding contributor to human civilization?"
"Yes … yes, Mr. Lanfelord. Please come in."
…
The president personally came to visit.
This was the highest honor that belonged to this family.
However, Edward Vuitton, who was lying on the bed, was so weak that he could not speak. He could only blink his eyes and nod slightly.
Moreover, he was not in the mood to talk to others. Even if it was the president standing next to him, his attention was still on the computer screen.
He only had a few days left to live. Time was precious, and he was more willing to struggle and move forward a few inches on the road of truth.
However, Lanfelord said something in his ear that attracted his attention.
"Mr. Vuitton, the truth is that I'm not here to visit you this time. I'm here to save you.
With your talents, you should serve all of humanity more. You should make greater contributions to science … You should not die prematurely.
Medical science is very advanced now. Even you know that what limits human health and lifespan is not a lack of technology, but morality and the law. In the game '100% Science Lab', any biologist who conducts research on longevity can easily extend the human lifespan to more than 200 years.
"However, most of these life-extension technologies violate ethics and taboos. Even if there are some life-extension solutions that do not violate the law and can be brought into reality, the law also stipulates that the human experiment period is more than ten years …
"Obviously, you can't wait that long. You need to get the most advanced treatment right away."
"Such a treatment plan cannot be implemented in the M nation, but you can go to the Z nation."
He introduced an expert in a white coat beside him. "This is Doctor Zhou, the top medical expert of Xing Hai Hospital. He said that Xing Hai Hospital has the most advanced life-extension treatment plan. The success rate is more than 90%. It can extend your lifespan by another 50 years or so … If you are willing to make greater contributions to science, you can go to the Z nation for treatment."
He stretched out a palm. "50 years, Mr. Vuitton. This is enough for you to solve five scientific problems."
Upon hearing these words.
Edward Vuitton's eyes shone brightly, as if he had a sudden burst of energy before his death.
His heartbeat sped up.
Upon hearing the question, "Are you willing to go to the Z nation for treatment?", he blinked and nodded several times.
Who did not want to live a little longer?
For a scientist like him, every single one of them wanted to live for 500 years, or even 1,000 years. This way, they could see more difficult problems being solved and see more truths … instead of passing away early with regrets.
All that was left was for the family to do. This was also very easy. One by one, they signed the contract agreeing to the treatment. They also signed a confidentiality agreement, agreeing not to divulge any information to the outside world for five years. Otherwise, they would have to bear the responsibility if there were any problems caused. There was still a certain degree of controversy in terms of ethics when it came to extending one's lifespan. It was better not to cause too much of a reaction.
All the procedures were completed.
On the same day, Edward Vuitton was transferred out of the hospital. He was sent on a plane and flown to the Z nation that was thousands of miles away.
From then on.
Edward Vuitton, the most famous scientist of this era, disappeared. Almost no one knew his whereabouts. It was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. Whether he was dead or alive, very few people knew.
His whereabouts and final destination became a mystery in the scientific community.
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