Panacea Theory

In Mojuke, Laboratory No. 31.

A man in a white lab coat, about 1.7 meters tall, finished organizing his experimental data and threw himself into a chair, closing his tired eyes, his face etched with exhaustion.

His identification badge read: [Level 1 Researcher, Performance Extreme Department, Luo Jiashi].

While also a Level 1 Researcher, the prestige wasn't as high as that of industry supernovae like Qu Li, Shang Yin, or Xie Zhe.

When researchers from other regions entered the Capital City, their titles were automatically downgraded by half a level.

Luo Jiashi knew this well, yet he had still resolutely traveled over two thousand kilometers from Modu Yanjike to the Capital City.

His lifelong dream was to be remembered as a great scientist for generations to come.

Here in the Capital City, heroes gathered, and the competition was fierce.

It was precisely because of this that thought sparks and the essence of inspiration could ignite!

He was a man who could endure patiently. For eighteen years, he had been engaged in basic scientific research.

Upon graduation, he had rejected job offers from CEOs of Fortune 500 companies, nor did he wish to follow in his father's footsteps and manage the family's billion-dollar industrial chain.

From the perspective of wealth accumulation, Luo Jiashi was a failure after nearly twenty years as a researcher.

His annual salary wasn't even as much as his parents' monthly living expenses.

But from the perspective of self-worth, he felt that every day of his life was filled with meaning and passion.

Accumulating vast sums of money held no sense of accomplishment for Luo Jiashi.

They were merely numbers that he couldn't take with him when he died.

What was the use of billions in assets if his descendants were not as capable as him?

What was the use of billions in family wealth if his descendants surpassed him?

Suddenly, someone pushed open the laboratory door.

A familiar-looking man poked his head in, "Senior Brother Luo, I..."

It was one of his junior brothers, a Level 3 Researcher, Huang Zhaolan.

Luo Jiashi frowned, raising his hand with a look of disgust, his pinky finger elegantly extended, pointing outside the laboratory. "Say it out there."

A sign hung on the door that read: "No Men or Dogs Allowed."

Though his body was male, he deeply disliked interacting with other men.

Luo Jiashi even detested his own gender.

Deep down, he had always believed he was female since childhood.

The outside world diagnosed it as gender identity disorder, but Luo Jiashi felt he wasn't sick.

If he hadn't been engrossed in experimental research, he would have long ago decided to undergo gender reassignment surgery and become a "medicine girl."

If it weren't for the fact that this person was his junior brother who had flown over from Yanjike with him, Luo Jiashi would probably have closed the door and kicked him out by now.

Seeing his attitude, Huang Zhaolan gave a sheepish smile. "I just wanted to tell you something. You know that Qu Li recently? He's been looking down on us from Modu, relying on the fact that he's from the Capital City, and he's been saying some nasty things about you..."

It was a low-level attempt at sowing discord, using someone else to kill.

But Luo Jiashi fell for this kind of manipulation.

Age did not equate to experience.

"What did he say?"

Luo Jiashi stood up, his eyes glinting dangerously, his tone slightly unfriendly.

Humans were complex creatures. He had dreams, pursuits, and could endure loneliness, but he couldn't stand being looked down upon or mocked.

Luo Jiashi's posture made Huang Zhaolan's heart leap with joy, though his face showed a look of worry.

"I heard that Qu Li has been specifically mentioned by the higher-ups recently. Shouldn't we just avoid provoking him? We can just tolerate it for now..."

Back then, Huang Zhaolan had been envious of the popular Yan Anqing and tried to play mind games to elevate himself, but he was severely rebuffed by Qu Li, who happened to be passing by.

At that time, due to Qu Li's reputation, Huang Zhaolan dared not act rashly. He even backed down, apologized, and made amends.

As the saying goes: "Tolerate for a moment, and the waves will be calm; step back, and you'll only get angrier."

A feud had been established between Huang Zhaolan and Qu Li.

Thinking back now, at worst, he could have fought to the death and left the Capital City.

Returning to Modu, he, Huang Zhaolan, could have made a full comeback!

Coincidentally, Luo Jiashi was a sharp and effective weapon.

If he didn't use him now, he'd be useless later.

Date: May 30th.

Location: China, Capital City, Zhaofu Well Secret Base, Internal Investigation Department.

Characters: Yan Anqing, Qu Li.

Event: The two of them became Silver-Eyed almost at the same time.

"Heh heh..."

Qu Li stared intently at Yan Anqing, his eyes shimmering with a silvery metallic luster. "You've made some progress these past few days, but it's still not enough."

"Please, don't disappoint me..."

During this period, Qu Li had achieved two research breakthroughs, putting him on par with Yan Anqing.

With just a little more accumulation, a new discovery, and he could be promoted to a Special Grade Researcher for China, leaving Yan Anqing in the dust.

"As long as you're happy."

Yan Anqing raised an eyebrow, a faint silvery light flickering. He simply chuckled, unconcerned by Qu Li's words.

It seemed the other man considered him a rival.

It was a one-sided rivalry, and he wasn't particularly interested in competing with this guy.

The reason he had adjusted the timeline to transform both himself and Qu Li into Silver-Eyed individuals was due to various considerations.

A dual promotion would divert attention from external sources.

It was also to repay a favor. The researcher named Huang, who had come from Magic City to cause trouble last time, was crushed by Qu Li's intervention. While strictly speaking, it was unnecessary and redundant, Yan Anqing remembered it clearly and vividly.

Furthermore, it was to verify the claim of "national fortune blessing."

Come to think of it, although some fringe scientists used "Gaia Consciousness" and "Wa Huang Will" to forcibly explain the concept of luck, it couldn't be directly observed or proven through experiments, making it seem rather ethereal.

Yan Anqing had the Panda customer service to verify the authenticity of "national fortune" through achievements, but he couldn't present it as evidence.

In his opinion, the theory of luck was simply too convenient.

It was an incredibly lazy, catch-all theory that could explain almost anything.

That researcher, Huang Zhaolan, who had come to cause trouble, might have known the consequences of his actions and had less than a one-in-a-thousand chance of success, yet he still did it.

This could be explained as "low luck, clouding his judgment."

Qu Li's initial impression of him was terrible, filled with hostility, as if he wanted to stomp him into the dirt and trample him twice. But later, he was highly valued and promoted by the higher-ups, being publicized as the second Star Scientist.

After the national fortune blessing, Qu Li's attitude towards him underwent a mysterious shift. He even awkwardly intervened at a critical moment, helping Yan Anqing by shutting down Huang Zhaolan, who was causing trouble.

If Qu Li had never changed his mindset and had continued to target him, what would have happened?

Most likely, one day, Yan Anqing would have used the image editing game to create a "sudden illness" for him, such as a widespread stroke, which would have manifested in reality, causing him to die peacefully in his sleep, unnoticed and unfelt...

Qu Li's change in thought and behavior could be explained as "high luck, divine inspiration."

The catch-all theory of luck was simply a patch for all unreasonable events!

It could fill in the gaps for many things that couldn't be explained otherwise.

Therefore, Yan Anqing added fuel to the fire, using a remaster to indirectly support this theory.

The phenomenon of both him and Qu Li being promoted to Silver-Eyed individuals would, predictably, become a topic of conversation among their colleagues and superiors at the base...

Requesting recommendation votes! Yesterday, I saw someone say they would "nurse" the book and come back in a month. I must refute this here by name!

Nursing a book is like nursing a plant; if you don't water it and catch pests regularly, it won't get fat. It will only grow thinner and weaker with time, even withering and dying!

Emmm... You know what I mean, right? Don't be misled by wrong ideas!