The secret of immortality

To this day, a topic of much discussion remains regarding the backyard of these spoiled rich kids: just how good was Zhang Xuezhou's shooting skills?

This is mainly because the events surrounding Song Xianzong's later years did not end for very long, and this unresolved issue has not yet been resolved.

With the question "Newcomer, please share your connections?" appearing, and Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang speaking on the video device, the chat group quickly became lively.

"My marksmanship is about the same as everyone else's, but I get lucky when I shoot; sometimes I can hit the target even with random shots!"

How do you practice blind shooting?

"Just blindfold them!"

"Isn't that like a blind man shooting a gun?"

Zhang Xuezhou chimed in with a few casual remarks, and several others responded, while Zuo Teng responded with an ellipsis.

"This guy loves to be sarcastic and sarcastic. Look at the rubbish he replied to!"

Luo Gaogao was clearly very unhappy with Zuo Teng's response, and seized the opportunity to hurl a few sarcastic remarks.

However, he didn't let these emotions get into his chat, and continued typing and making introductions as usual.

For someone who posed no threat at the sequencing conference and who also possessed impressive marksmanship, potentially leading to future cooperation, Luo Gaogao was willing to give him face.

Rather than having someone else befriend a talented individual, Luo Gaogao would rather be the talent scout himself first.

He mumbled something to Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Xuezhou occasionally gave harmless responses while agreeing.

"So the head was switched!"

"That head has long hair and a stubble beard; his appearance is really not good. It's good to replace him!"

"It's just a specimen!"

"It's unclear what their background is, since there's no sign indicating who contributed it!"

"They've been there for a very, very long time, as long as I can remember. I was quite startled by these specimens back then!"

While they chatted casually, Zhang Xuezhou explained his purpose for coming, which prompted responses from Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang.

"To be honest, I do think I vaguely recognize that head, but I can't remember who it is," Zhu Kuang said.

He shook his head.

Zhu Kuang felt as if he had seen a similar face before, but he couldn't quite remember it.

Perhaps it was a fleeting impression, or something else entirely.

That face did indeed leave a mark on his mind.

However, even if Zhu Kuang were to recall it completely, he couldn't remember it clearly for the time being.

"If you ever remember, just send me a message," Zhang Xuezhou said.

Luo Gaogao's contact name is "I am Gaogao", and Zhu Kuang's contact name is "Zhu Moumou, a down-on-his-luck person".

If one is not familiar with these people and lacks the need for interaction, Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang are undoubtedly those Aristocratic Clan scions who are high and mighty.

However, given the mutual needs among them, once Zhang Xuezhou became familiar with these people, he felt that Luo Gaogao and the others were no different from ordinary people.

Looking at the two people's contact names, Zhang Xuezhou compared them with his own contact name, "Learning is like sailing against the tide," which he had changed after adding Zuo Teng's contact ID. He felt that everyone's Mingdu (middle school syndrome) stage.

He couldn't find anything in the lab, so after walking around for a bit, he wandered out as well.

"You guys should communicate more with your new teammates. In two days, I'll inject Ding Hao with the Xuan Turtle gene. He'll have unique defensive abilities when using blocky or sheet-like armor. Ding Hao has also practiced Inch Strike and the Five-Star Combat Technique Strike fighting technique. His future abilities are considerable!"

"Hello, Young Master Luo, hello, Young Master Zhu, I'm not very capable, I'll listen to whatever you say!"

Professor Luo Hui summoned Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang, while Ding Hao, beaming with delight, bowed and scraped.

"Your Lineage is quite well-off in Luo'an Province, you don't need to be so polite!"

Ding Hao's attitude was so humble that Luo Gaogao couldn't find fault with him, but this was also Luo Gaogao's biggest headache. He already had two backup sequencing candidates and didn't need to add a third.

In their team, Ding Hao not only needs to have the ability, but also his own judgment, rather than being used as a tool.

He thought about Zhang Manqian, who had been bold enough to take on four opponents single-handedly, and then compared her to Ding Hao in front of him. He felt that she was passable without the comparison, but after the comparison, she was no match for him.

There's no need to compare Ding Hao with Zuo Teng, Zhou Tianhao, Chang Kong Shenguang, and others.

For a moment, Luo Gaogao couldn't help but feel the pressure of competing for the championship, and even Professor Luo Hui's strong support was insufficient to make up for the shortcomings.

But Professor Luo Hui has already invested heavily twice, so they have no choice but to use Ding Hao.

Ding Hao's family background is indeed quite good. As long as they accept this young man into the team, even if a better candidate appears in front of them, they won't be able to kick Ding Hao out. At most, he will be reduced from the backup candidates that the Lineage has been cultivating for more than ten years.

"Let's spar first. No need to use Gene Fighting Technique, just fight like everyone else!"

After some thought, Luo Gaogao finally decided to use physical violence to strengthen their bond.

He called Ding Hao, and then brought Zhu Kuang, Lu Da, and Lu Er, and found an open space to start the competition.

"Gao Gao's level is far superior to ours back then, but to achieve final victory at the sequencing conference, seven parts depend on skill, and three parts depend on luck!"

Professor Luo Hui took a deep breath.

He thought about the rewards of the sequencing conference, and also about the rules of the sequencing conference.

Aircraft airdrop resource packs: who gets to grab them, whether they suit your needs, and whether you might get eliminated while fighting for them—all these rules embody the essence of competition between nations.

As Luo Gaogao and others continue to grow, they will find that this situation becomes more and more common.

Besides internal strife, they are clearly also engaged in external struggles.

Professor Luo Hui pondered for a while, and only after Luo Gaogao and the others left the laboratory did he take out an electronic key card.

Once the door opened after swiping the card, Professor Luo Hui's expression immediately turned serious.

He closed the door again and looked into the room at an old man who was busy working at the lab table.

"Dad!"

Professor Luo Hui called out, and a head with an even older face immediately turned around.

Did Luo Zhong say anything when he was electrocuted and half-dead?

The old man in the room was Professor Luo Hui's father, Luo Tianming, who was also the current true power holder in the Luo family.

If this were the Luofu Empire decades ago, he would have held the official position of Grand Steward of the Imperial Palace.

While Luo Tianming's authority over the men and women serving in the palace was naturally less than that of Chang Kongluo, Zhou Xin, and others, he knew a great deal and had done a lot of shady dealings.

"I wasn't in the lab at the time. Gao Gao said that apart from the little girl's scream, there was nothing else," Professor Luo Hui replied.

"That damned emperor would rather take the secret of immortality to his grave than give it to us," Luo Tianming said indignantly.

"Is he still alive?" Professor Luo Hui asked.

"How could someone like him possibly die!"

Luo Tianming frowned and then shifted his gaze to the head submerged in a pool of blood.

No different from Professor Luo Hui, he also held an emergency switch in his hand. If he failed to react correctly, the petri dish in which his head was immersed would quickly form an electric current zone, thus paralyzing his head, or even continuously increasing the voltage to break down his head.

"Luo Zhong, Ren Aiguo, who tried to assassinate you, has been ravaged to death by the genetic serum I switched. You should uphold the principle of fair exchange and return the royal family's secrets on immortality to me," Luo Tianming said, frowning.

"You can't keep dragging us along like this," Professor Luo Hui said. "We've followed your advice and are aging naturally. If you can't grant us longevity, there might be no one to save you next time something goes wrong."

"Immortality... that requires an extremely high level of spiritual power!"

After a very long silence, a haughty voice finally rang out from the petri dish.

"You lowly people... you only focus on external cultivation, without inner cultivation, and you will never be able to realize immortality!"

"Then you can die!"

His arrogant attitude also reflects Luo Tianming's impatience as he grows old and nears the end of his life.

He pressed a switch in his hand, and blood immediately spurted out of the petri dish.

Tiny blood bubbles kept rising.

A moment later, a head with its eyes rolled back floated to the surface.

"But... but I can... I can grant you... eternal life!"

The head, its eyes rolled back, coughed up blood, uttering a sentence it hadn't yet spoken.

"Damn it, those people who are used to being in power always like to hold back!"

Luo Tianming cursed.

As he gets older, he won't care about the consequences when he faces the end of his life, nor will he care whether the extended lifespan is a gift or what it will become.

If he could survive with a normal mind, Luo Tianming felt he could accept it.

"You should have said so earlier," Professor Luo Hui nodded in agreement.

"Cut off your head and connect it to mine, come... come... we can both live forever..."

His voice came in fragments.

Faced with this granted immortality, Luo Tianming's already firm belief began to waver once again.