God-Level Special Forces Soldier Chapter 93
Qinghai, Xu Pharmaceutical Group, underground pharmacological laboratory.
The laboratory stretched over thousands of square meters, with several staff members in light blue lab coats hurriedly moving back and forth.
Near the entrance sat an elderly man in a white lab coat, appearing to be in his sixties or seventies, with a balding head, scattered white hair, and round gold-framed glasses that highlighted his wisdom.
The elderly man sat in a chair, carefully observing a transparent potion bottle, occasionally furrowing or smoothing his brow.
Rumble...
A deep rumbling sound suddenly echoed as the lab’s explosion-proof door opened.
Immediately, a loud shout was heard.
"Old man, what are you up to!"
The voice was loud and authoritative, causing the staff to halt in their tracks involuntarily.
The elderly man was startled, shivered.
The next second, without thinking, he placed the potion on the table and grabbed another sealed glass cup, which he threw vigorously.
Crash!
The glass cup shattered near Xu Fei’s foot.
"Argh!" Xu Fei screamed, hurriedly pulling Xiao Tian to leap away, dodging far.
Sizzle...
Almost simultaneously, a piercing sound came from the spot where the glass shattered.
Acrid odor spread wantonly, liquid slowly flowed, and a nearby chair touched the liquid, quickly corroded, disappearing in less than two seconds.
"Old geezer!" Xu Fei was furious, glaring at the old man, and said, "That’s high-strength, specially-made sulfuric acid! Do you want to kill your nephew!"
"You can still call me your uncle?" The old man glared back at Xu Fei, angrily shouted, "It’s one thing to be disrespectful, but you scared me half to death upon arrival, shouldn’t I be allowed to kill you?"
This elderly man was Xu Fei’s uncle, the chief pharmacist of Xu Pharmaceutical, Xu Jingming.
"I..." Xu Fei was speechless and shut his mouth, knowing well Xu Jingming’s hot temper. If he angered him, Xiao Tian’s big plans would be ruined, and both might wind up dead...
Xiao Tian’s heart sank.
When coming over, Xu Fei had already said Xu Jingming was eccentric and hard to deal with; now Xiao Tian felt even more assured of this fact.
When Xu Jingming scolded Xu Fei, he gave Xiao Tian a glance, and Xiao Tian saw four large characters in his gaze.
Absolutely impossible!
Without knowing the matter at hand, he straightforwardly refused, suggesting Xu Jingming’s difficulty in conversation.
"Brat." Xu Jingming cursed, having watched Xu Fei grow up, with deep affection, and knowing Xu Fei’s customary disrespect. He naturally wouldn’t be angry.
He glanced at Xiao Tian again, then said sternly, "No one visits the temple for nothing. Let me be clear, I’m very busy lately, no time for your nonsense. If there’s nothing urgent, leave for now, and I’ll treat you to a meal later."
"Uncle, you..." Xu Fei was speechless, thinking what madness has seized this old man, not even letting them voice their request before outright rejecting them.
Xu Fei shook his head, looking helplessly at Xiao Tian.
There was no way around it. Xu Jingming’s temper was familiar to him; if he said he wouldn’t help, neither king nor god could persuade him otherwise.
At least not today. They could only seek another opportunity.
However, this matter was crucial for Xiao Tian and time was tight, so how could Xiao Tian easily give up?
"Hello, Senior, my name is Xiao Tian." Knowing that talking more was pointless, Xiao Tian introduced himself, placed the box he brought on the table, opened it, and began taking out items, saying, "We came here this time hoping to..."
"Enough talk!" Xu Jingming fiercely interrupted!
"Young Master Xiao, let’s just go." Xu Fei tugged Xiao Tian’s arm.
Xu Jingming was very stubborn; if rejected this time, leaving immediately might leave some possibility next time. But if pushed too hard and angered him, no chance would remain!
Yet, just as Xu Fei prepared to lead Xiao Tian away, he froze in place!
"This..."
Xu Fei was utterly speechless, he finally noticed Xu Jingming’s expression, eyes wide, mouth gaping enough to fit an egg, seemingly ready to drool.
Xiao Tian was speechless too. People say women change moods faster than flipping pages, but this old guy changes even faster!
But looking at Xu Jingming like a hungry wolf, eyes locked on the Thousand-year-old Ginseng, Xiao Tian was startled, hurriedly putting away the ginseng.
This old guy looked terrifyingly eager, like he might pounce and take a bite of the ginseng any moment.
Xiao Tian was right!
As soon as Xiao Tian put away the ginseng, Xu Jingming lunged like a hungry wolf!
The next moment, Xu Jingming grabbed the transparent jar without hesitation!
Then... he held the jar tightly to his chest, more lovingly than one’s own spouse, his eyes nearly sparkling with gold.
"Good stuff, good stuff, truly good stuff..."
Xu Jingming was trembling with excitement, muttering like possessed.
"Where’s the Thousand-year-old Ginseng?" Xu Jingming suddenly looked up, gazing at Xiao Tian.
Xiao Tian’s heart skipped a beat, not due to Xu Jingming’s gaze, but because he recognized the ginseng.
Even the most skilled would need to hold and inspect a ginseng closely to determine its age.
Yet Xu Jingming, standing so far away, recognized it as Thousand-year-old Ginseng at a glance.
This alone proved Xu Jingming’s terrifying capabilities, showing he could fully utilize the medicines in Xiao Tian’s possession!
"Uncle, Uncle, these items are ours..." Xu Fei said softly, thinking this old guy was eccentric but usually calm, now turned completely bandit-like?
"Yours? Mine? Your business is my business, quickly take them out!" Xu Jingming glared at Xu Fei impatiently.
He was already excited to the extreme.
Thousand-year-old Ginseng!
Xu Jingming had researched pharmacology for decades and seen many medicinal herbs but never Thousand-year-old Ginseng, let alone used it for medicine!
It’s priceless!
Looking at the table’s transparent jar containing a tiger’s part, Xu Jingming felt he might faint.
Another priceless treasure!
"Kid, tell me, did you kill a Tiger Spirit, how else did you get these treasures?" Xu Jingming asked Xiao Tian, his excitement growing, thinking this tiger should have lived for one or two hundred years?
One or two hundred years, much less than the ginseng, but it’s the tiger’s treasure.
Normally, the lifespan of a tiger is about fifteen to twenty years; one that lived one or two hundred years must be a spirit!
This value was no less than Thousand-year-old Ginseng!
"Exercising a few days ago, killed a big tiger, whether it’s a Tiger Spirit, I don’t know." Xiao Tian said calmly.
"So, tell me what you want me to do?" Xu Jingming shifted the topic, asking.