Chapter 3005

The people on the screen wall fell into a brief silence.

The blockade of monster samples by the Global Communication Group is indeed very unsatisfactory, but they have no good way to deal with it, because from now on, Global Communication is equivalent to the "federal government".

In the past, the politicians of the federal government could still accept black money and would not offend people for the sake of the federal government. In addition, the capital has penetrated deeply. From the sheriff of a town to the president of the federation, they are all people of the capital interest group, so they can do whatever they want.

It is a common operation to arbitrarily modify the law for some things. The federation is a toy in their hands.

But now the main body of the federal government has shifted from the federal government to the Global Communication Group, a capital interest group that is more powerful than all forces or individuals. They even have the right to arm.

This is a monster, a deformed monster. It should not appear, but it really exists in this unreasonable world.

Want to bribe Lynch?

Use his money to bribe him?

So even if everyone is very dissatisfied with some practices of the Global Communication Group, they don’t have any good solutions.

In terms of money, they couldn't come up with enough money to move Lynch. Even the top executives of the group company could hardly be moved by money.

Use power, or something else?

What they have may not be as good as what the top executives of the Global Communication Group have.

But now, the situation has been broken and changed. They can actually get samples of monsters, which makes every president excited.

Once they have a breakthrough in the research of monsters, their products will become a hit, and they will get the status, power, wealth, and everything second only to the Global Communication Group!

"Is this... reliable?"

"I don't want him to be arranged by someone, and when we are ready, a group of people will break in and tell us that we are arrested."

The federation also has a lot of such "trap-style law enforcement" that induces crimes and then catches them in the act. The president immediately explained, "He has served the company for almost 20 years without any mistakes. He once appeared on the list of candidates for the board of directors."

Those who can be on this list can basically be sure that their interests are tied to the company.

If the company is good, they will be good. If the company becomes bad, their days will definitely not be good.

The president also made a joke, "Even if he is a spy sent by a hostile company or something, as long as he can get samples for us, we have the final say on what to research?"

"I don't really care what he is made of, I only care whether his samples are real or fake."

Many directors nodded one after another. Having this thing is the most practical, even if this person is clearly their competitor and their enemy.

As long as he can really do what he says, who the hell cares who he is?

The board of directors voted quickly and basically agreed with the president's decision. Soon the president notified Mr. Z, who did not leave, of the result.

"The board of directors has agreed, so..."

Mr. Z took out a test tube from his arms, put it on the table, and then took two steps back, "Why don't you let someone come to check the goods?"

The president joked, "It sounds like we are trading contraband." But he still picked it up, and there was a transparent liquid inside.

As the president of a pharmaceutical company, he certainly knew that whether it was body tissue fragments, blood, or anything else.

As long as it came from the body of a monster, it met their requirements.

"You should put it in a freezer!" He criticized Mr. Z, then opened the drawer, which contained a small refrigerator, and put the test tube in it.

Then he pressed the purple button on the landline phone, and after hearing a voice, he said, "I have something to send to the central laboratory, arrange someone to escort it, the highest level."

After he finished this, he invited Mr. Z to sit down, "This may take a while, you can do whatever you want, but it's better not to let us find you."

Mr. Z did not object, but did not sit down, "I'd better find something to do, don't worry, I won't leave the company, you can see me at any time." He glanced at the screen wall, and the president knew what he meant.

The other party will move within the scope of monitoring to ensure that the things in the test tube are not a joke or an accident.

Soon, a professional came to take the test tube and sent it to the highest level laboratory.

The person in charge of the test looked at the transparent liquid and was a little confused, "What is this?"

"Tissue fluid?"

"Shouldn't it be blood?"

The person in charge of the escort shook his head, "I don't know, my job is to send it over, and then you have to sign here."

The tester hesitated for a few seconds, and finally made a phone call before signing his name.

Transparent blood.

This is what the president said in person. Of course, this is not impossible. It is actually very likely.

The next step is a series of professional tests. It will take two days to know the exact results. Everyone who knows the inside story is anxiously waiting.

At this time, Lynch is also in the laboratory, of course not in the laboratory here, but in the laboratory on the equator.

In front of him was a very large instrument, which actually looked like a... fort, an old-fashioned fort with a semicircular dome-shaped fuselage, with one large, three small and four sticking out, like Lens like a gun barrel.

And directly facing it are two detection objects.

A human, a monster.

"This detector can capture the 'light' emitted by living things in some special ways, and then express it in a way that we can understand. We made many sets of comparisons and attempts to finally determine its composition."

"In this way, we can intuitively observe what we want to see most, and we can also clearly distinguish whether a person is a human or an evolved person."

Considering that there was a monster at the scene, the scientist did not say that word. Of course, this is also related to the fact that the word evolver is gradually accepted by society.

Through the monitor, Lynch could see on the monitor that there was a very strange halo surrounding the human body. It was not very strong, but not dim either, and was moving in a magnetic field-like manner.

And around the monster, the halo turned into a halo, which was obviously much stronger, and the movement was faster and more intense.

"Through these indices, we can very clearly and intuitively see their different life strengths. Although I don't want to admit it, their life strength is indeed much higher than that of humans."

The scientist also made a joke, "This looks like a life detector in science fiction works, which can directly detect the intensity of life."

"It also works on other organisms, cats, dogs, or plants, they all respond truthfully."

After reading it, Lynch patted the casing and asked, "How much does this thing weigh?"

The scientist scratched his head and found that Lynch was not too happy. He vaguely felt that this might be the problem, "It weighs about three tons."

"Is it easy to make?"

The scientist still remained silent. Perhaps he knew that he could not avoid these questions without saying a word. He could only say softly, "Some materials come from the moon."

"That is to say, the cost will not be very low." Lynch shook his head. "Although the effect is very intuitive, what we need is a more portable device. Even if it does not need to be worn on our shoulders, it can at least be installed on the vehicle. superior."

"It weighs several tons and seems to require high-voltage power support. It is difficult to apply in daily work and life."

"Thinking about how to reduce the size and weight of it, I can accept it being expensive, but I can't accept it being bulky."

To distinguish between humans and monsters, you cannot just rely on monsters who have taken refuge in humans, or wait for them to reveal their flaws.

The number of successfully evolved monsters discovered in recent times has not increased significantly, but has actually decreased compared to last month.

This is actually not a normal phenomenon, because according to laboratory models and inferences, as more and more high virtue factors accumulate in people's bodies, more and more people will have this kind of distortion.

But now instead of increasing, they have decreased. There is only one possibility except that they really have decreased.

That is, they have become smarter and hid themselves well.

It is obviously impossible to find all the monsters among hundreds of millions of people by relying on hundreds of monsters. Instead, it is more feasible to find them through machinery.

But now it seems that it won't be of much use in the short term.

Fortunately, the scientist was not just embarrassed. "Mr. Lynch, we actually already have some modification plans. This is just a prototype."

"Its function and value is to tell us how it works, and then we can miniaturize it and make it lightweight."

"I think it could eventually get down to under a ton."

This is an appropriate number. Lynch nodded noncommittally, "I will give priority to the materials you apply for and let me see the results you mentioned as soon as possible."

In fact, Lynch treats these monsters really well, giving them money, social status, and the genetically modified meat they need, so that they can stay in a state of not losing control for a long time.

But even so, there are still some wild monsters who refuse to join such a harmonious family.

He can understand it too.

When an individual's power exceeds a certain intensity, he or she will naturally have a contemptuous attitude toward social and public order.

Their personalities have changed, making them look down on humans and unwilling to accept human management, which Lynch can understand.

But understanding doesn't mean he will accept it.