Zhao Changqing's Legs

"When Lao Li gets back, he'll need to get a full medical checkup!"

"We can also take a look while we're at it!"

The aircraft had limited passenger capacity. Li Yingbo and two special team members responsible for filming and recording rode in the first aircraft, while Zhang Xuezhou and others were on the second aircraft, and Zhu Liangping was on the third aircraft.

Looking down from high above, there's not much to see at the breeding base; it's either a lush green expanse or just greenhouses.

He exchanged a few words with Wang Haoran in hushed tones, and then could only pass the time.

The group's aircraft flew over the Zhao family's breeding base for about ten minutes before landing in the Changqing Breeding Base Company area of the Zhao family.

This time was shorter than the fifteen minutes Zhang Xuezhou had previously estimated.

The time will be short, but Li Yingbo also needs to pay attention to his health. He will have to undergo a full-body check-up, which will also include Wang Haoran, Zhu Liangping, Zhang Xuezhou, and others.

The group filed out and followed Zhao Keqing, who was leading the way, into the company's research base.

Common genetically modified crops are suitable for the general public; one can tell the situation simply by looking at the samples. The lunch hosted by the Zhao family also allowed everyone to taste crops that were different from those in Western Capital City.

But what interests everyone most are crops with special genes.

The demonstration site in Changqing City was limited, so the site was ultimately moved to the research base of a company in the suburbs.

"Is this the oil vine?"

"Yes, this is vine oil. It takes three days from breeding to growing into a large patch. The stems and leaves of this vine contain flammable materials and are extremely easy to ignite!"

"Is this the poisonous thorny area?"

"We call it 'Crane's Crest No. 9.' These thorns pierce the skin like a venomous snake bite, and without timely treatment, it can easily lead to poisoning and injury!"

"Take good care of it and don't spread it indiscriminately, so as not to harm the general public!"

"This thorn cannot be propagated by cuttings, and the Crane Crest No. 9 has a rather fatal flaw: it only possesses strong toxicity during its rapid growth period of seven days. After a while, it becomes almost indistinguishable from ordinary thorns, its toxicity only causing itching. Guest, have them bring over a pig to prick it. This old thorn should be non-toxic now!"

"No, we can just demonstrate it briefly later. We don't need to test each one individually!"

Although Li Yingbo remained humble throughout, Zhao Changqing's demonstration continued unabated.

After circling around the research institute and conducting hundreds of tests, not a single white pig died.

The fast-growing plants used by the Zhao family for combat either have short lifespans or mature into non-toxic varieties, so even if they leak out, they will not pose a threat.

"It seems your use of gene seeds in combat is only a short-term strategy," Wang Haoran said with interest.

"The shorter the better," Zhao Changqing nodded. "Only by stimulating all the potential of the seed in the shortest possible time can the seed bring out considerable power."

"Our strongest seed right now is the fast-growing 303. This seed can germinate within five seconds and grow roots within ten seconds if it's exposed to about 20% liquid. It's extremely effective at relieving nasal congestion and sore throats!"

The breeding base arranged several gene warfare tests. Zhao Keqing carefully put on gloves and then grabbed a handful of seeds the size of rapeseeds from a sealed bag.

He swayed a few times, and the seed in his hand was already planted in the nostrils and mouth of the test white pig.

In just a few seconds, these seeds burst open like exploding fruit, their outer shells shattering, and they began to grow rapidly.

Seconds later, the white pig's nostrils and mouth were stuffed with tender buds about twenty centimeters long. Before they could even block its airway, the white pig's body convulsed and it collapsed without even uttering a sound.

"These seeds will draw moisture from the body in a very short time, and as they take root and sprout, they will continuously burrow into places with moisture. If a large number are stuffed into the mouth, they will inevitably spread into the body, which also prevents them from being spat out or expelled by the opponent!"

Zhao Keqing gave the demonstration, while Zhao Changqing introduced the topic from his wheelchair.

This method is inferior to firearms, which excel at long-range shooting, and lacks the immediate effectiveness of other martial arts techniques for escaping danger in intense combat. However, once implanted in the body, it is almost impossible to cure.

Even Zhang Xuezhou's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that the Zhao family's methods of direct confrontation were ineffective, and their sneak attacks would catch people off guard.

This destructive power does not originate from physical strength, but rather from external force, and can undoubtedly be used to fight across different levels of the hierarchy when appropriate.

Zhao Keqing's hand released the seeds with such speed that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, somewhat like a thief's Fake Technique to steal.

"This is our Vajra Seed No. 121. This type of seed can grow rapidly in extremely harsh environments and is used to destroy some hard and indestructible solid objects. Although the effect is not as powerful as gunpowder and has little time-limited effect, Vajra Seeds are easy to carry, and one seed can crack a stone..."

Zhao Changqing spoke eloquently.

As if speaking frankly to the Western Capital City Sequence Committee, Zhao Changqing's introduction was extremely comprehensive, mentioning not only the data and specifications of various gene seeds, but also their advantages and disadvantages.

Wang Haoran and others were interested in the genetically modified crops used in combat, so he introduced them all, interspersed with practical demonstrations of each one.

As for what Wang Haoran and the others thought, that's another matter entirely.

The genetically modified crop test started at 2 p. m. and didn't end until 5 p. m.

Li Yingbo and the others led their team to take their leave, and Zhao Changqing's face, which had been full of joy and excitement, became somewhat solemn.

"Father, do those people in Western Capital City really think highly of us?" Zhao Keqing asked worriedly. "I'm only in the Fourth Sequence; even if they do think highly of me, it'll be difficult for me to enter the Sequence Committee!"

"This isn't a question of whether Western Capital City would even consider it," Zhao Changqing said. "Since each province has only one spot, our chances of getting it are very high!"

"It was all Zhang Qiaoen's fault back then, otherwise our Lineage would have developed much better!"

"Why talk about that unlucky dead man? He's arrogant and stubborn; even if he's successful for a while, he'll eventually fall from grace and become a bitter villain!"

Zhao Changqing looked at his legs.

His legs were severed by Joe Zhang. Although they were later reattached, the meridians in his leg bones were difficult to restore to normal and even continued to atrophy, making recovery impossible.

His calves were like those of an old woman with bound feet—thin, small, and wrinkled. He could hardly use his legs to fight, let alone walk normally.

"I wonder if the medical care in Western Capital City is better," Zhao Keqing said. "I heard that this Commissioner Wang Haoran was involved in Lineage feud and that his legs were supposedly cut off, but he doesn't seem to be affected at all!"

"The medical care in Western Capital City?"

Zhao Changqing read it aloud.

If there is a possibility of recovery, he certainly hopes to be healthy.

Even restoring his legs to normal walking ability would be better than him being confined to a wheelchair for years.

However, just as Western Capital City's understanding of Luo'an Province was superficial, Luo'an Province was equally unaware of Western Capital City's various developments.

After hearing Zhao Keqing's words, Zhao Changqing couldn't help but be somewhat tempted.