Humanity's Treasure
"One hundred...!" Ye Wanqing exclaimed in surprise.
Cui Man nodded in satisfaction. "That's right, in this battle, it wasn't just AME Influenza that evolved to its perfect form, you know? Our Yinglong's immune system has also evolved to its perfect form."
As she spoke, Cui Man pinched Xiao He's cheek and laughed, "That's wonderful, isn't it?"
"You mean..." Xiao He raised an eyebrow, understanding Cui Man's meaning. "Then does that mean we can cure Old Xie?"
"Not in a short time..." Cui Man shook her head. "After all, the Miracle Factor is already very rare, so even if the concentration is increased a hundredfold, it's still not a lot."
As she spoke, Cui Man added, "However! With the current concentration of Miracle Factor in your body, curing him is only a matter of time. The rate at which your body produces Miracle Factor has already exceeded the growth rate of the tumor in his brain, and there is even enough left over for our country and other countries to conduct medical research."
"Really? That's great..." Xiao He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Xie Haining can be cured, that's fine. It may take a few more years, but at least Xie Haining won't have to worry about the tumor anymore.
"With other countries?" Ye Wanqing sensed something was off about those words and immediately frowned.
"Yes," Cui Man nodded with a smile, "The news will be announced in the next couple of days. As for the specifics, well..."
At 9:00 AM on October 23, 2021, a press conference held by China News Service attracted journalists from all over the world.
"Hello everyone, I am Dai Jinghong, an academician of the China Academy of Engineering," the elderly man greeted the reporters with a smile. "I have gathered you all here today to announce some good news. Not long ago, we discovered a new antibody in the body of the Mutant 'Yinglong' in our country."
"Based on our research on this antibody over this period of time, we have discovered that it has a significant curative effect on all currently known human diseases, including Alzheimer's disease, Polio, Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, and even cancer. It can be described as a panacea for treating diseases, so we named it the 'Miracle Factor'."
The scene erupted in excitement. Reporters went wild, raising their hands to ask questions in various languages, instantly flooding the room. But Academician Dai Jinghong raised his hand, signaling the reporters to be quiet.
"We have sent the test results and related data on the 'Miracle Factor' to the World Health Organization for confirmation. You can then verify its authenticity through the World Health Organization and various medical journals. Now, here's the important part."
The reporters at the scene then quieted down again.
"This miracle is of extraordinary significance to humanity and even the entire planet. Therefore, our country has decided not to keep this 'miracle' to itself, but to contribute it to everyone for joint research." Academician Dai Jinghong's words resonated deeply, sparking another round of questions from the reporters present, creating a chaotic scene.
Academician Dai Jinghong continued loudly, "Although we currently know very little about this 'Miracle Factor,' I believe that with the joint efforts of medical elites worldwide, we will definitely be able to synthesize this 'Miracle Factor' artificially in the future. This will be a leap forward in the history of human medicine! It will surely benefit all mankind!"
At this point, Dai Jinghong paused, then continued, "However, given that the 'Miracle Factor' sample is too small, existing only in 'Yinglong', we will currently only provide samples to countries with good relations with China and sufficient medical capabilities for research purposes. Furthermore, these samples will only be used for research and will not be used for private treatment. We hope everyone can understand this."
After saying this, Academician Dai Jinghong concluded the press conference and left gracefully despite persistent questions from reporters.
That same day, at 2 PM China time, the World Health Organization, the medical journal The Lancet, and representatives from the medical community around the world eagerly issued a statement confirming the authenticity of China's research data on the "Miracle Factor," asserting that the "Miracle Factor" can affect any known disease in the world, and even has a curative effect on acquired blindness.
In other words, as long as the amount of "Miracle Factor" is sufficient, it can cure any disease!
This news caused a huge uproar around the world, especially in countries with high anti-China sentiment, such as the M Country and those in the O Continent.
What do the wealthy value most? Their lives, of course. However, at this press conference, the China spokesperson made it very clear: although they previously stated they would share this "Miracle Factor," it will actually only be provided to countries with friendly relations with China. Frankly speaking, there aren't many countries with friendly relations with China and sufficient medical expertise to research this factor...
In M Country, at the Keton Manor, Edward Keton, the world's third richest man and only 52 years old, is playing golf in his spacious backyard.
He looked somewhat like a chubby bulldog, followed by two bodyguards, several caddies, and two beautiful women. The people playing golf with him were all big names on the rich list.
At this moment, a white man in a black suit stepped forward and reported, "Sir, according to reliable information provided by E Country's partners, we can confirm that China did indeed provide E Country with a Miracle Factor for research. As for the M Country government..."
At this point, the man in the black suit looked somewhat troubled, and Edward frowned, saying, "Don't waste my time!"
"Yes..." the man in the suit said tremblingly, "Although the M Country government and medical authorities have communicated with China, they still haven't been able to obtain a sample of this 'Miracle Factor.' The China side stated that the existing samples have already been donated to E Country, and there is no surplus for the time being. Once there are enough samples for research, they will 'consider' donating a portion to our country."
"Pah!" Edward threw his golf club away. "Don't you understand that's just polite talk? The subtext is, 'Your M Country, has had some issues with your recent dealings with us. If you want samples, change your attitude first!' How many countries are friendly to China? Most of them are dirt poor. The only one capable of researching the Miracle Factor is E Country!"
"Then... sir, what should we do?" the man in the suit asked nervously. "Miracle Factor can't be bought with money..."
"That's easy," Edward said casually, taking a new golf club from the beautiful woman beside him. "Invest in medical projects in China and E Country to help them with their research and development. Give them as much as they need."
"But sir, with such a large amount of money flowing into other countries, the government of M Country might not be too happy..." the man in the suit said tentatively.
Edward scoffed, "Do you think I care whether they're happy or not? Can the M Country government cure my daughter's Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis?! I want the Miracle Factor! Whoever can give me the Miracle Factor, I'll invest in them! It's that simple! I don't care who owns the patent, I just want the Miracle Factor!"
Edward said impatiently, "Go, put pressure on the government to change their policy towards China. Get me a sample of the Miracle Factor no matter what! If they can't develop it, then inject the sample into my daughter!"
M Country, White House, Vice President's office.
"Sir." A portly white man in his fifties entered the room, closed the door, and greeted Vice President Lawrence.
"How are the countermeasures against 'Yinglong' progressing?" Lawrence asked, resting his chin on his hands with a serious expression.
"It's quite difficult... We have too little information about him. China is very tight-lipped about this, and for some reason, their network encryption capabilities have suddenly been strengthened a lot recently. We simply have no way to obtain any intelligence through network attacks," the other party said nervously.
"Brin, how many years has it been since I promoted you to the position of CIA director?" Lawrence asked, looking at the coffee in his cup.
"Three, three years, sir," Brin said nervously, taking out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.
"Don't let me down, understand?" Lawrence said calmly.
"Yes, sir," Brin replied, swallowing hard. "I'll have them intensify the investigation immediately."
"Furthermore," Lawrence turned his chair around, his back to Brin, and looked out the window, "Cancel the assassination plan in the response plan related to 'Yinglong,' and focus on winning him over. If that fails, try kidnapping and coercion; the key is to avoid killing him. I will try to apply to Congress for more funding for this plan."
"But... sir, why?" Brin asked tentatively. "He's just too much of a threat."
"Is that even a question? You idiot!" The Vice President turned around angrily, throwing the cup he was holding at him, which startled Brin, who ducked into a corner. "Can you guarantee you won't get any diseases in the future?! Even if you don't, what about your wife and daughter?! We need the Miracle Factor! No matter what country he's from, he's a 'treasure of humanity'!"
"Yes, sir..." Brin said tremblingly.
The vice president snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, go down. Get this done as soon as possible."
The same scenario is playing out around the world, with high-ranking officials and medical authorities from various countries trying to negotiate with China through various means, showcasing their countries' advanced medical capabilities, and attempting to obtain samples of the "Miracle Factor."
The response, though tactful, was also clear: "Medical standards" are not the key; if we want the Miracle Factor, we need to change the domestic attitude towards China first.
As for "human treasure," the one who sparked this global uproar, he's currently on his way home with his girlfriend, ready to celebrate their victory.