Before this exploration, Jiang Baimian was wondering whether the Holm Reproductive Medical Center would have a certain connection with the Northern Company.
After all, Fan Wensi's vegetative son is likely to be connected to the two major Buddhist holy places of Changhe United Steel Plant and Tieshan Second Food Company, and as a volunteer, he was sent to a place in the north for treatment, which is inevitably reminiscent of the northern company that Yu Fahe participated in the 29th Biotechnology International Expo.
Therefore, as another Buddhist holy place, it is logical to speculate that the Hom Reproductive Medical Center and the Northern Company have some degree of connection.
Now, this speculation has been confirmed, and everything is slowly converging in a certain direction.
Jiang Baimian lifted his spirits, and looked at the vice president of the Northern Company Oak with a little excitement and excitement.
This is over 1.8 meters tall, with blond hair and blue eyes, and belongs to the more common Red River race.
Although he has a straight suit and a decent smile, Jiang Baimian still feels that he is closer to researchers and technicians than company executives.
This is a judgment made from small details:
The small strand of hair stubbornly held up at the back of Oak's head, the unattractive tie, the more obvious pimples on the side of his face, and the hands that couldn't be placed all indicated certain problems.
Of course, Jiang Baimian did not dare to say that his guess was necessarily correct.
What if the other party was just drunk the night before and had a small endocrine problem, and he didn't have time to clean up too much in the morning and led the group to set off in a hurry?
After remembering Ok's slightly rough appearance, Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to look at the man next to him who was suspected of being the director of the Hom Reproductive Medical Center.
——This man appeared in more than a dozen photos, so Jiang Baimian had this judgment.
He was four or five centimeters shorter than Oak, with a fat build, pale yellow hair, and a pair of glasses made of thin metal.
"Chikov." Jiang Baimian read this name in a low voice.
Behind Chikov and Oak stood a neat row of people, on the left was clearly an employee of the Hom Reproductive Medical Center, and on the right belonged to a member of the delegation of the Northern Company.
Unlike the row of Holm Reproductive Medical Center, which is full of Red River people, there are also gray earth people and red bank people among the representatives of the Northern Company, the former is no less than the Red River people.
This reminded Jiang Baimian of Tarnan's boss Ainuo's introduction to the Nine Research Institutes:
The research institute jointly established by the most powerful Grey Earth nation and the most powerful Red River Man nation before the destruction of the Old World seems to be future-oriented.
The composers include Honghe people and Huitu people, which is closer...... Jiang Baimian carefully examined these personnel.
- None of them are named, so she can only remember them by their physical characteristics.
At this time, Long Yuehong had overcome her embarrassment and looked at the books, pictures and brochures on the ground, hoping to find out what was worth paying attention to.
Soon, his eyes lit up, and the name of a certain brochure was reflected:
"Genetic optimization during pregnancy to cure some congenital diseases"
Isn't this common sense? Long Yuehong, who was born in "Pangu Biology", simply flipped through this brochure and looked for similar information.
It didn't take long for him to have a stack of books and brochures such as "The Impact of Genetic Optimization on Fetal Intelligence" and "The Practical Significance of Genetic Optimization in the First Trimester".
If it weren't for wearing the "Black Marsh Iron Snake" bionic intelligent armor and holding the "Berserker" assault rifle, Long Yuehong would have thought he was back when he was a child.
At that time, he often saw similar promotional materials at his grandfather's, grandmother's, grandfather's and grandmother's homes.
This is the effort made by "Pangu Bio" to promote genetic improvement.
When everyone saw the results with their own eyes and experienced the benefits, such publicity gradually disappeared.
However, "Pangu Bio" prefers to use "genetic improvement", and the area represented by the Holm Reproductive Medical Center is accustomed to using "optimization" to describe this matter.
There is no right or wrong between the two, just different word preferences.
"This reproductive medical center is still doing genetic improvement." Long Yuehong straightened up and informed her companions of her discovery.
Shang Jianyao, who was not far from him, sneered honestly:
"Before the destruction of the old world, genetic improvement was the general trend, and many key achievements were quite mature."
This is not a territory that only "Pangu Creatures" and "White Knights" can venture into.
After the destruction of the old world, after so many years, under various intentional or unintentional propaganda, many people in big forces regarded genetic modification as human intrusion into the forbidden area of the gods and against natural selection, believing that this was the fundamental cause of the destruction of the old world and the outbreak of "heartless disease".
For this kind of thing, the "Pangu creatures" are happy to see it, and the nobles of the "First City" are obviously the same.
After several generations of optimization, feedback on problems, and improvements, the genetic improvement technology mastered by the current "Pangu Creatures" and "White Knights" has long been better than before the destruction of the old world.
Long Yuehong defended:
"I mean, you can't treat this place as a simple reproductive medical center."
"Of course it's not simple, it's still a Buddhist holy place!" Shang Jianyao spoke earnestly.
Long Yuehong chose to shut up.
Seeing this, Jiang Baimian told him about the fact that he found that the Northern Company had visited the Holm Reproductive Medical Center, and finally said:
"The northern company came to the Fakh region to participate in the Biotechnology International Expo in order to showcase its latest genetic research results."
Bai Chen's heart moved:
"And then they got an invitation from the Hom Reproductive Medical Center?
"The two sides decided to cooperate in genetic research?"
"Theoretically, that's the case." Jiang Baimian recalled, "Judging from the date, less than a week after the Northern Company visited this place and left the Fakh region, the old world was destroyed."
No matter what kind of cooperation, this time will not be able to unfold.
In other words, even if the two sides really cooperate, it has nothing to do with the destruction of the old world and the outbreak of "unintentional disease".
Long Yuehong said "uh":
"Then this place has become a Buddhist holy place, can't it be because of the very weak connection with the Northern Company?"
If this is the case, then the place where the Fakh region undertakes the International Biotechnology Expo is even more sacred!
"This is the direction we will explore next." Jiang Baimian did not make any judgment in advance.
After a round of searching, except for Shang Jianyao stuffing some "holy magazines" into his tactical backpack, Jiang Baimian remembered the appearance of Oak, vice president of the Northern Company, Chikov, director of the Hom Reproductive Medical Center, and others.
Back in the center of the hall, Shang Jianyao asked excitedly:
"Can we start?"
Jiang Baimian nodded and said to Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:
"You go outside and look at the hall through the window."
This is their previous experience exploring the ruins of the steel mill in Room 302, Building 4, District 2.
When Bai Chen and Long Yuehong were in their places, Shang Jianyao had already sat down cross-legged, holding the "Six Consciousness Pearls" in one hand, and unfolding the restoration of the medical records of the ruins of the steel factory in the other.
He used the tone of reciting Buddhist scriptures to "sing" the contents of the medical record.
Everything is business as usual inside the Hom Reproductive Medical Center.
After confirming this from Bai Chen and Long Yuehong through the walkie-talkie, Jiang Baimian signaled to Shang Jianyao that he could take out the little jade Buddha.
Shang Jianyao was as kind as a stream, reached into his pocket, took out the small jade Buddha with green lake water, and held it in his palm.
This time, the surrounding area still didn't change at all.
The "old tune team" used to explore the second food company in Tieshan City lost its effectiveness.
"No......" Shang Jianyao held the little jade Buddha and stood up regretfully.
Jiang Baimian pondered slightly, and picked up the walkie-talkie:
"Xiaobai, Xiaohong, you can come back.
"Then we went to the second floor to search and did something similar again."
When Long Yuehong and Bai Chen returned to the team, several members of the "Old Tune Team" maintained a combat formation and went up the stairs step by step to the second floor.
The interior of the Hom Reproductive Medical Center was indeed lightly damaged, and it remained largely intact, with only a few tables and chairs toppled or deviated from the original area, and blackened blood stains could be seen in a few places.
Walking along the long and silent corridor, Jiang Baimian and others entered every room to look for clues.
After checking one by one, Long Yuehong habitually entered the front right room first.
The first thing that caught his eye was an oil painting of a woman exposing her breasts, and then he saw a lot of similar things and LCD displays.
Long Yuehong blushed and left the room.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Shang Jianyao stepped forward curiously, came to Long Yuehong, and glanced at the situation in the room.
Pong!
He took a picture of the side of the "Berserker" assault rifle and said:
"I see.
"This is the scripture room."
After saying that, he whispered the Buddha's name:
"Namo Arudhara Three Bodhisattvas."
Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen instantly understood what Shang Jianyao really meant.
Holding back a smile, Jiang Baimian simply ordered:
"Just rummage through it quickly, there shouldn't be any clues here."
As she said, the "old tune team" really didn't find any useful information in this room.
After leaving this area and turning into the horizontal corridor, Jiang Baimian swept his eyes and saw a nameplate:
"Office of the Director of the Centre"
(End of this chapter)