Calculations Behind the Scenes

Dean Bo Li took the document from Slade's hand—the report in which General Vick had approved Jenny's proposal.

He opened it and laid it on the desk, adjusting the side of his glasses to press them firmly against the bridge of his nose. With a sigh of admiration, he said, "I never expected Jenny to come up with such a method. She truly is a genius when it comes to biology."

Dean Bo Li gently flipped through the document, the report and proposal Jenny had written to General Vick behind his back.

The document detailed how Ba Di's spinal nerves and spinal cord would be targeted to restrict his movements. Of course, such extensive academic explanations could not actually move General Vick.

Dean Bo Li knew that General Vick was a man concerned only with achieving his goals. The process did not matter.

This sort of academic explanation could never persuade him. As far as he was concerned, as long as Ba Di did not die and remained here to be studied, and they produced results, that was enough. He would only briefly look over everything else. As for something as minor as severing Ba Di's hand and foot tendons, he had not cared in the slightest.

What General Vick cared about was whether Ba Di's body could be used to create something useful to him.

But the rest of the document was enough to win General Vick over.

In her report, Jenny proposed that she had developed a semi-finished drug capable of increasing the speed at which the human nervous system received signals. Though it could only temporarily improve it by about 1.5 times, prolonged use might allow the body to adapt to such high-speed neural reflexes.

Simply put, the body's reflexes and reaction speed would become 1.5 times faster than those of an ordinary person.

The reaction time of someone without specialized training was usually between 0.2 and 0.3 seconds, while even a well-trained athlete could only reach 0.1 to 0.2 seconds.

Yet by taking the drug Jenny had developed over a long period, even someone without specialized training could reach the standard of a well-trained athlete.

This would provide a considerable boost to soldiers.

At the end of the report, Jenny also wrote that she and Ba Di were in love. Under her persuasion, Ba Di was willing to share and teach technological knowledge, as well as research biological genes with her.

She also guaranteed that Ba Di would have no ability to act. With Ba Di at her side to provide guidance and answer difficult questions, they should be able to produce results more quickly in both technology and biological genetics.

General Vick focused on only three points.

Jenny's research results.

The alien had no ability to act, but he was still alive and valuable. Moreover, that value was limitless—not only the value of his physical body, but also the value of the knowledge in his mind.

The alien was willing to contribute technology and assist with biological genetic research.

As for the earth-shattering romance Jenny alone believed in, General Vick simply ignored it.

General Vick approved it readily, then passed it down into Slade's hands.

That was right. After General Vick approved it, the first person to receive the order was Colonel Slade, the man responsible for the defenses and deployment of the Underground Base research institute, one of his trusted confidants.

"Colonel Slade, I apologize for my mistaken impression of you in the past. I thought you were merely an executioner who knew how to kill. I never expected you to be so skilled at acting as well! My student is simply too foolish."

Dean Bo Li sighed apologetically. Jenny undoubtedly possessed achievements beyond current humanity in biology and other biology-related fields. Compared to that, she was severely lacking in interpersonal dealings.

"Dean Bo Li, I'm not joking. Are you feeling sorry for your student?"

Slade's tall body sat upright and rigid. His focused gaze carried a stern, oppressive air that brought Dean Bo Li a faint sense of pressure.

Even the air seemed to grow heavy.

His severe gaze was too sharp and grim, making the atmosphere in the office somewhat tense. An ordinary person facing him would have been frightened enough to struggle for breath.

"Of course I'm not feeling sorry for her. Jenny has gotten too close to the alien lately, and it has already affected her research into the alien's genes, delaying many of the tasks General Vick assigned. If she were to personally cause the alien to become permanently paralyzed, it would surely be a powerful mental shock to her..."

Dean Bo Li paused, then smiled as though in contemplation and said, "By then, she will surely research the alien's body like mad. She will frantically try to create biological genetic enhancements, drugs, and everything else that someone of her genius could make, all to help the alien she loves stand again. I am already looking forward to that day. Her talent truly is astonishing."

"And the paralyzed alien, for Jenny's future, will also be very willing to cooperate with our work. We can dig centuries of future technology out of his mind. Just thinking about it is exciting!"

"I thought I had already exploited them to the fullest by using Jenny's feelings for the alien to draw the knowledge from his mind. I never expected you, Colonel Slade, to turn around and have Jenny personally make him permanently paralyzed, forcing them to keep contributing to us amid guilt and unease! For each other's sake, just as you predicted, they will surely make great contributions to General Vick."

"It truly kills two birds with one stone—restraining both of their minds and filling them with motivation! Colonel Slade, I admire your ingenuity."

Dean Bo Li closed the document before him and praised him.

Slade remained unmoved. "I don't care how Doctor Jenny and the alien will help your research. My mission is to keep the alien alive. He needs to be controlled."

Dean Bo Li smiled unconcernedly. "Colonel Slade, you are too tense. The alien has never escaped our imprisonment. We have always controlled him, whether through mental confinement or physical restraint."

"Dean Bo Li, you need to take this seriously. Ensure that the alien is one hundred percent paralyzed. Otherwise, I will still stop Doctor Jenny's proposal."

Slade reminded him again, his voice grave. This was not a joke. He truly wanted Ba Di paralyzed, unable to rise for the rest of his life.

He trusted his instincts—the instincts that had allowed him to evade danger and survive on the battlefield until now.

Ba Miu Luo Di.

This alien was dangerous.

It was not merely the danger of strength beyond humanity. Perhaps it was also the danger of still having the mood to fall in love with Jenny under such circumstances; of still being able to smile through the strands of hair hanging over his face, projecting a dangerous confidence in the future.

Slade could vaguely sense it.

Dean Bo Li neither agreed nor disagreed. He did not believe in Slade's so-called instincts.

In the end, it was like an adult facing a child. A child would naturally feel fear from their instinctive bodily reactions.

Especially since Slade was a soldier, his senses were somewhat more sensitive. Faced with the alien's strength, of course he would feel afraid. Maintaining fear toward power was perfectly normal. Being a little timid was nothing unusual; it was merely a normal physiological response.

Dean Bo Li casually guessed to himself that Slade was simply being overly sensitive.

"I will personally adjust the Magnetic Field Pulse Radio Frequency and have Jenny activate it, paralyzing the alien in a wheelchair so he can contribute to us. There will not be any accidents, Colonel Slade."