An Imperfect Ending

"I tested it with an electromagnetic life detector, and the head showed no signs of life!"

After failing to get results through his own testing, Zhang Xuezhou quickly communicated with Ren Anran and others at Jishi Medical Center.

Not only Zhang Xuezhou felt it was all over, but Ren Yisheng and the others also felt a sudden shock, realizing that all their calculations had come to nothing.

Despite all the precautions, no one anticipated that Zhou Yueyan's method of preventing her head from touching others was this.

"If Luo Zhong dies, things will be fine, but if he takes this opportunity to escape, things might be much worse than we imagine," Ren Yisheng replied.

Where can he escape to?

Who knows!

"So how did he escape?"

"It could very well be some kind of ancient Law Technique, who knows!"

Not only Zhang Xuezhou felt completely lost, Ren Yisheng was equally bewildered, finding it difficult to discern where Luo Zhong had gone.

This is perhaps like 'Wilderness' searching for 'Feather,' ultimately finding it difficult to ascertain where the other has gone.

When spiritual power can break free from the physical body, Luo Zhong may have already left unnoticed, perhaps even acquiring a new identity, or perhaps his Ren Yisheng and soul have separated, ultimately drifting aimlessly without being detected, silently disappearing into some corner.

After a moment of silence, everyone could only accept this imperfect ending.

"Take it back to you. I've already seen it and taken two photos. It should be able to cure my sister's heartache!"

Luo Zhong's head is undoubtedly a potential future problem.

If the head were still alive, Zhang Xuezhou would have reluctantly hidden it for the time being, but since Luo Zhong was no longer breathing, he wouldn't do that, lest Professor Luo Hui come knocking on his door later.

"What? You just wanted to take two photos?"

Zhou Yueyan was somewhat surprised to see Zhang Xuezhou come out carrying a packaging box.

When Zhang Xuezhou returned the specimen, Zhou Yueyan found it hard to believe.

After all that fuss, Zhang Xuezhou just wanted to take two photos, even though she had argued with Professor Luo Hui several times while still in the lab.

Zhou Yueyan felt she hadn't deserved what she had said.

If Zhang Xuezhou wanted to take photos, she could take many for him; there was absolutely no need to use the power of the Sequence Committee to pressure Luo Hui.

"You know, only photos taken by yourself have that real feel, and it proves I've exorcised the evil spirit from my sister," Zhang Xuezhou rambled on, trying to justify himself. "Anyway, I don't want it anymore. What if Professor Luo Hui asks you for the specimen and you can't produce one?"

"You're making me..."

"Ten liters of medicine, not a single milliliter less!"

"You've really impressed me! You certainly didn't let Sister Zhou work for nothing!"

Regardless of the procedures involved in the transaction, the transaction being completed is a good thing.

Zhou Yueyan thought that Zhang Xuezhou's sticky liquid could be distilled and evaporated again to form a powder or solid form, which would likely increase the vomiting effect when taken.

Biscuits can be compressed, so medicine can certainly be compressed as well.

If the quality is insufficient, Zhou Yueyan thinks that making up for it with quantity is also a good idea.

Correspondingly, she has a significant need for the kind of paste prepared by Zhang Xuezhou.

However, Zhang Xuezhou was very skilled at adjusting the formulas, while Zhou Yueyan, when tinkering with the finished medicines herself, never seemed to make a mistake, and the finished products she produced were always inferior to Zhang Xuezhou's.

The materials are the same, the proportions are the same, and even the process is the same.

Zhou Yueyan didn't immediately realize where she had gone wrong.

Besides requesting the ten liters of medicine, Zhou Yueyan felt she really wanted to observe the process on-site again.

She quickly took the skull specimen from the box and casually tossed it back into the passenger seat of the car.

"Let's go, let's go brew the medicine and get it together," Zhou Yueyan said.

"OK!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Zhou Yueyan did the job, and she did it according to the 'requirements'.

Although things went wrong, Zhang Xuezhou didn't renege on his promise, since his costs weren't high.

"You really should concoct some higher-grade vomiting medicine!"

Considering that the drug that had given her such intense pleasure had limited efficacy against Pasteur's Seventh Sequence drug, Zhou Yueyan couldn't help but encourage Zhang Xuezhou to research even higher and stronger drugs and strive to create this drug with unlimited market potential.

The vomiting effect, which is useless to others, is indeed a powerful weapon that the Zhou Household can use.

Even if it's not used to harm people, harming ferocious beasts is a good thing.

Zhou Yueyan felt that as long as a positive snowball effect was formed, the Seventh Sequence would not be a problem.

As long as there is a possibility of gaining benefits from external sources, the Scarlet Alliance State will not fight amongst themselves on this small piece of land, and Western Capital City will possess a huge force to suppress the surrounding areas, both internally and externally.

This is a wonderful application with unlimited potential, and Zhou Yueyan felt that it was normal for her to be so enthusiastic.

If Zhang Xuezhou needs to invest, Zhou Yueyan can immediately become a shareholder.

"This isn't something I can just concoct on my own," Zhang Xuezhou said. "To concoct a higher-level emetic, the required materials would be extremely complex, and I don't have them!"

"I didn't tell you, sister," Zhou Yueyan said warmly.

Zhou Yueyan's enthusiasm left Zhang Xuezhou unmoved, after all, the cost of his refining process wasn't high.

Below the Divine Ability Realm, one uses the Spirit-Forging Pill as a medicine for restoring and boosting Law Power, while above the Divine Ability Realm, one uses the Creation Pill.

Besides various powerful medicines, this also requires demon cores as a medicinal ingredient. Even great cultivators have very few Creation Pills, and conflicts with demons are frequent.

This is something that Zhang Xuezhou cannot solve or replace at the moment, and it is also a problem that Zhou Yueyan cannot solve, so Zhou Yueyan's enthusiasm is in vain.

"I'll definitely ask you if I need anything in the future," Zhang Xuezhou replied dismissively.

"You should put some thought into this," Zhou Yueyan said, exasperated. "I'm very interested in a higher-quality emetic. If you want money, I'll offer ten million for one liter. If you're not satisfied, I'll offer more!"

"I can't make it either!"

"I just heard you mention a need for complex materials. Could you tell me what kind of materials they are?"

"To put it simply, I need a natural plant whose properties are ten times superior to those of the bitter lotus!"

"Can't we concentrate bitter lotus tenfold?"

"Then you can choose to have the ten liters of vomiting medicine I gave you today reduced to one liter!"

Ten one-year-old ginseng plants combined are not equivalent to one ten-year-old ginseng plant, let alone old herbs with medicinal effects that have lasted for a hundred years.

Different materials will result in different refining processes, and Zhang Xuezhou lacks the ability to arbitrarily change or replace them.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't communicate the principles of alchemy with normal people; after all, he was only a novice. For now, he could only choose something with similar properties as a substitute.

"I'll concentrate it when I get back. I refuse to believe that a solid, compressed vomiting drug can't be more effective," Zhou Yueyan Evil Dao.

"Retain an appropriate amount of liquid components in the medication to prevent it from becoming ineffective!"

"How could it be invalid!"

"If you don't believe me, go and try it!"

Zhou Yueyan argued, but seeing that Zhang Xuezhou was too lazy to argue with her, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, realizing that Zhang Xuezhou's emetic was completely different from modern medicine.

But as a researcher, Zhou Yueyan is the last person who believes in evil.

She didn't believe that liquid drugs were effective, and that condensing and compressing them into a solid state would render them ineffective.