"How much time will it take?"
Ink City, in a remote basement, Yu Mo looked at a group of busy people wearing White Coat in the distance, found the person in charge and asked.
Seeing Yu Mo suddenly barging in, the person in charge took it for granted. He pushed up his thick lenses and said softly, "If it's fast, it's one year, if it's slow, it's two years."
"Two years..."
"Too long."
"I need you to complete this experiment within half a year. Can you do it?"
Yu Mo frowned slightly and shook his head.
The person in charge frowned deeper than Yu Mo: "It's impossible. Every experiment requires data support from the Group One team. Even if there is just one wrong number, all the efforts will be in vain."
"This kind of thing cannot be rushed. The more you rush, the more mistakes you make. In the end, it will only waste more time."
The person in charge responded very decisively.
Yu Mo nodded thoughtfully, "So, it's unrealistic to speed up, right?"
"Yes!"
Without any hesitation, the person in charge nodded decisively.
Yu Mo stared at him calmly, and a smile suddenly appeared on Gujing Wubo's face. This smile was a bit cold, and his eyes became deep. "You seem... to have forgotten one thing."
"I am not a religious man. You should know how many guys in Human Race are eager to eat my flesh and drink my blood."
"What's the nickname they gave me... Let me think about it..."
Yu Mo's voice paused slightly, as if he was really recalling it seriously. After a moment, he nodded in realization. "Oh, yes, they called me...Demon King!"
Yu Mo smiled wider, showing his white teeth, but the person in charge shuddered inexplicably and subconsciously took a step back. When he looked at Yu Mo again, there was already a trace of fear in his eyes.
"So, do you think I am discussing with you?"
"Let you maintain the pride that a scholar should have to complete what you think is a... complex experiment?"
"What I want is just a result. I don't care whether the process is cruel or bloody. In my eyes, you experts are meant to do this and can only do this."
"So..."
"If it cannot be completed within half a year... I will kill you all one by one, and then hang your corpses on the wall of Laboratory, let your blood flow down the wall, and let the new experts look at your corpses to complete your unfinished experiments."
Yu Mo pushed Wheelchair and slowly approached the person in charge. His body was trembling slightly, and even his lips were trembling.
"Now, let me ask again, can... be completed within half a year?"
Listening to Yu Mo's still gentle words, the person in charge no longer had the stubbornness he had before, including arguing with Yu Mo about the importance of explaining the data.
He nodded without hesitation. "Okay, no problem at all!"
"Well..."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Don't worry, as long as you can complete it on time, I guarantee that you will enjoy the honor you deserve within Human Race. You will still be a high-ranking scholar, and you can freely study those messy things and earn a high salary."
"So your future is still very bright, unlike me, a fool who knows nothing but only fights and kills."
"Now your time must have suddenly become urgent, so I won't interrupt your research."
Yu Mo said, pushed Wheelchair, turned and left, leaving only the person in charge wearing White Coat, standing there sluggishly, with a tear shed from the corner of his eye.
This person...
Why can you be so rude!
But it's hard to resist!
"Demon King..."
"Damn it..."
Faced with the strength of Yu Mo, the person in charge finally chose to accept it silently, hurriedly returned to Laboratory, drank chicken soup to others desperately, and mobilized before the war, while other Laboratory personnel looked at this scene blankly, completely unaware of what Group Leader was going crazy about, and ignored him.
It wasn't until he narrated what Yu Mo had just said exactly that they suddenly shuddered and entered into a tense and busy working state without hesitation.
As Yu Mo said, sometimes, the threat of death is far more practical and effective than all motivation.
"Haha..."
"The sunshine is really nice today."
Yu Mo walked out of Laboratory, raised his head, looked at the blue sky, smiled and spoke softly.
"In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year will be here again..."
"It's just that the last few New Years have seemed a bit boring."
"I don't know what kind of things Old White Ape will do this time on such an important festival as Human Race."
"I bet it won't miss this opportunity."
"After all, it's not the same idiot it once was..."
Yu Mo murmured to himself, with a look of tiredness on his face inadvertently. Finally, he shook his head slightly, pushed Wheelchair, and disappeared in this bustling and warm street. His back was so lonely, as if he was running against all the other living beings.