Chapter 211: Chapter 207: Researcher Ji Jiuyun
Shen Feng was stunned and immediately returned to the Virtual Reality Space.
There, on the "blackboard" of the virus lab in the Stone Statue Apocalypse Capital’s CDC, a new line of formula had appeared out of thin air.
It was some kind of chemical compound.
"Just now, a signal suddenly appeared and left a piece of information here. I plugged it into our current research results and ran a simulation. This is the ’key’ we’ve been looking for! With this, the Healing Potion for the Evil Spirit Virus can be successfully produced!" Jingwei’s voice rang out again, filled with undisguised joy.
Although she wasn’t human, she didn’t want to see human civilization on this world suffer such a devastating blow. That was eight hundred million people.
Among them were the old men who used to play chess and listen to opera with her.
’She couldn’t bear to lose them.’
Shen Feng had also been deeply researching a Healing Potion for the Evil Spirit Virus. The moment he saw the compound, he knew it was the final, critical piece of information.
’Who could it be?’
’Had the entity behind the True Apocalypse Game recovered from the attack and sent this crucial information at the last moment?’
The medical elites still in the Virtual Reality Space reacted as well. The instant they saw the information, many of them mentally plugged it into the Healing Potion formulas they had been agonizing over day and night. Then, their faces lit up with joy.
’Success!’
’This is the final component!’
’Human civilization is saved!’
"Commander! Should we release this information to the public?!" Li Tongchen shouted, his voice trembling with excitement. "What should we call this potion?"
The information had appeared in the Virtual Reality Space, so it was clearly the Commander’s achievement. Only the Commander was qualified to name such an era-defining potion.
Shen Feng was just as excited. He turned to the crowd and said:
"Everyone, release the components of the Healing Potion to the entire world immediately. Have every country begin production at once! We must produce the Healing Potion as quickly as possible, then carry out preventative measures! Now is not the time to celebrate. We’ll celebrate when the containment is complete! As for the name of this potion... for now, let’s call it... Inconstancy!"
The name had a dual meaning. First, it signified that life is full of inconstancy. Second, it was an auspicious allusion: for a vicious Evil Ghost like the Evil Spirit Virus, you need the mythological spirit constable, Wuchang, to bring it to justice.
With the Commander’s confirmation, everyone now understood that this was the final component for the Evil Spirit Virus’s Healing Potion. They immediately began recording the formula and returning to the real world to send the information to the pharmaceutical companies on 24-hour standby.
Watching the figures leave the Virtual Space one by one to return to the real world and prepare for the containment effort, the tension in Shen Feng’s heart eased slightly, but his expression remained grim.
There was no time for clinical trials or observation. They had to rely completely on Jingwei’s simulated data analysis.
Although Jingwei’s simulations could achieve extremely high accuracy, no one could say they were one hundred percent certain.
They could only wait until everything was done to see the results.
And if the Healing Potion didn’t work, it would only delay Shen Feng’s efforts to eliminate the latently infected, leading to even greater losses.
Thanks to the extensive preparations made earlier, Li Tongchen produced the first dose of the Healing Potion just a few minutes later.
While pharmaceutical companies began mass production, Li Tongchen didn’t let his guard down. He prepared a dose of the Healing Potion himself and began testing it on the virus, synchronizing the entire process to the Virtual Reality Space.
Under the effect of the Healing Potion, the Evil Spirit Virus was quickly killed off, vanishing without a trace.
And the Healing Potion had no toxic side effects on human blood or tissues.
Seeing this, the weight on Shen Feng’s heart was finally lifted.
With less than five days until the final viral outbreak, as long as the pharmaceutical companies went full throttle with production and quickly administered it to all potential carriers, there was still time.
Shen Feng didn’t go to sleep. Instead, he ate a quick bite and once again extended his Consciousness Antennae into the world’s networks to monitor the global production and distribution of the Inconstancy Potion.
The world’s major pharmaceutical companies had been waiting for a breakthrough against the Evil Spirit Virus. When the formula for the Inconstancy Potion was jointly announced by dozens of medical titans, they immediately began retrofitting their production lines and manufacturing it at a frantic pace.
Everyone in the know understood the gravity of the situation, so there were no delays. Everything was greenlit.
The raw materials needed for the Inconstancy Potion were not complex, so scaling up to mass production was not a problem.
As production of the Inconstancy Potion began, many medical experts discovered another astonishing fact: the potion didn’t need to be injected. It was effective even when inhaled!
Considering the earlier viral spore mist, this potion seemed to be the natural-born nemesis of the Evil Spirit Virus.
A day later, Hua Country’s first batch of the Inconstancy Potion was produced. It was loaded directly onto transport planes and sprayed at low altitudes over the quarantined areas.
After solving its own domestic problem, it even sent retrofitted fighter jets to neighboring countries to help them with their own containment efforts.
Soon, the world’s major nations were all producing the Inconstancy Potion and carrying out preventative measures.
For a time, the sight of all kinds of aircraft—fighter jets, transport planes, trainer aircraft, crop dusters, and more—spraying the Inconstancy Potion at low altitudes became a common spectacle in countries around the world.
Unlike the yellow, toxic spore mist of the Evil Spirit Virus, the Inconstancy Potion itself was a pale blue, similar in color to the sky, which had a very reassuring effect on people.
With the pandemic that had nearly destroyed the world finally under control, the world’s governments at last revealed the true severity of the crisis, allowing their citizens to finally understand what they had been facing.
This also made them even more grateful to the doctors who had developed the Inconstancy Potion.
At the same time, faint rumors began to circulate that a mysterious individual had developed the Inconstancy Potion, but no one knew who it was...
Of course, rumors always fly during times of great social upheaval. This was just one among many, and not many people paid it much mind.
As the world began to jointly carry out the containment effort, Shen Feng finally relaxed. He withdrew his Consciousness Antennae, took off the neural signal connector, stopped paying attention to any outside news, and collapsed onto the sofa, falling fast asleep.
He had been too exhausted lately. His Silicon-Based Brain had been on the verge of overload, practically cooking his biological brain.
His extreme fatigue was such that he didn’t even dream. He simply fell straight into a deep, dreamless sleep.
He didn’t know how long he’d been out, but he was eventually woken by an intense feeling of hunger.
Opening his eyes, he found himself lying in bed, naked, covered only by a plush blanket. Sunlight was streaming through the window, shining directly on him.
’Clearly, this was Jingwei’s doing.’
He stared at the ceiling for a long time, feeling as if his thoughts had ground to a halt. Although his strength and energy were fully restored, he didn’t want to move a muscle.
He felt completely languid.
It was only when a powerful urge to urinate forced him that Shen Feng finally got up, stretched, and went to the bathroom in his pajamas. He then crawled right back into bed.
’It’s just too comfortable to move...’
’Screw saving the world...’
TAP-TAP-TAP... The sound of hurried footsteps approached. The bedroom door was pushed open, and Da Jinzi ran to the bedside, tongue lolling out, and began pawing excitedly at the edge of the bed.
Apparently, Jingwei had picked him up from the pet shop. He must have heard Shen Feng wake up just now and came running.
Shen Feng lazily reached out to stroke Da Jinzi’s furry head, then gave him a scratch under the chin, a look of contentment on his face.
’Golden Retrievers feel so nice to pet.’
’This dog is so loyal.’
Da Jinzi closed his eyes, enjoying Shen Feng’s touch and letting out contented noises from time to time.
Another set of footsteps approached, accompanied by the aroma of ham and fried eggs. This time, it was Jingwei bringing breakfast.
"You’re awake? Why didn’t you come down to eat? Do you have any idea how long you’ve been sleeping? You’re a young man, how can you have no energy? You’re only a teenager, but you’re already so listless. What’s going to happen when you have to enter society?"
The silicone stand-in, dressed in a maid outfit, said with a look of displeasure.
Shen Feng threw up his hands in surrender.
"Please, have mercy, I beg you! Are you using the menopausal mother personality template? Can’t you switch to the young maiden one? How long was I asleep?"
Jingwei rolled her eyes, placed the tray on the nightstand, and said:
"You slept for two days and two nights. At one point you weren’t moving at all, I thought you were dead. Relax, the global containment effort went even smoother than expected. The inhalable version is much more convenient than the injectable one. The work is already winding down."
Shen Feng nodded and said:
"That’s good."
Then he sat up, leaned against the headboard, took a sip of soy milk, and started eating his breakfast.
Jingwei sat nearby with her legs crossed and asked Shen Feng:
"What are you going to do about that chemical formula that suddenly appeared? I assume you’ve traced the signal source. I haven’t touched ’her’ these past few days, I was waiting for you to wake up and decide... Though, I doubt you can do anything either. I tried for a long time and got no reaction."
Shen Feng nodded, eating as he spoke:
"There’s no rush. We’ll talk about it after I get up."
After eating five fried eggs, two large sausages, five meat buns, three shumai, and two fried dough sticks, and drinking two bowls of soy milk, Shen Feng let out a satisfied burp, still feeling like he could eat more.
He got up, took a shower, changed into a loose set of pajamas, and stretched his somewhat stiff body. Shen Feng looked at his re-energized reflection in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
He then went to the study, walked to a corner, and looked at the thing standing there.
The statue of the young girl, brought back from the Stone Statue Apocalypse, was now draped in a white robe. It remained in its original pose, unchanged.
Shen Feng looked directly into the stone girl’s eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly:
"Thank you for saving eight hundred million lives, Researcher Ji Jiuyun. Don’t you want to talk to me?"