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Chapter 1371: Chapter 1221: Destroy Yourself? Let Me Help You (Please Subscribe!)_2
Jars took a deep breath.
"Since I was young, I’ve been deeply interested in biology and strived to be an exceptionally excellent scientist. After graduating, I was highly paid and recruited by the Organization, marking the start of my experimental career."
"The Organization imposed many significant research tasks on me, and I continually organized teams, making breakthroughs in various areas, including viruses and terminal illness drugs, with many discoveries that could shock the world."
"However, the Organization didn’t make these public but instead used them in exchange for power because good things lose their value once popularized. For example, a person with significant authority who gets sick can only be effectively treated by us."
"Therefore, for many terminal illnesses, our drugs have never been made public because the value derived from keeping them secret far outweighs the profits from treating patients."
"Moreover, for research on these specific drugs, our attitude has been to suppress it to ensure that our handheld chip remains valuable; hence, you might see that drugs for various terminal illnesses and chronic diseases never achieve a breakthrough."
"We and some pharmaceutical companies silently understand each other; they refrain from releasing many revolutionary new drugs, and we do not disclose our research, so everyone lives in peace."
"Later, Myanmar Medical Group emerged, breaking this agreement. However, they couldn’t do much about it temporarily, and we just watched as spectators, and I suspect this hospital must be closely related to you."
The fighter remained silent.
Neither admitting nor denying.
Jars smiled and continued, "Do you know? My proudest invention is several drugs for various blood diseases, but our Organization has never released them."
"For instance, AIDS, we have had a specific cure for a long time, but we never planned to sell it. The Organization’s response is simple; the world always needs something to awe."
"Just like why our Organization always stays underground; only the unknown can instill fear. So, besides the Transcription Fluid, I fundamentally disagree with Myanmar Medical Group’s approach. The world... is actually already overwhelmed."
Next.
Jars began narrating his life.
His experiences.
His thoughts.
His dissatisfaction.
He spoke eloquently.
However.
Tang Qing just listened as if hearing a madman’s rant. In a way, these kinds of people worry too much about the world, taking on needless concerns, sometimes quite similar to Tang Qing.
But.
The two are entirely different.
Jars doesn’t have the power to change the world, so he sees it as having limited resources and limits, which isn’t wrong, just narrow-minded.
Whereas he, Tang Qing.
Can and has the power to change the world.
Situations.
Always have solutions.
Next.
For a full hour.
The other two joined in, not much valuable information, but the dying speech was decent, too bad, no matter how good, it cannot save their lives.
"Very... uninformative speech."
"Perhaps, one last question, I want to know the mastermind behind your Organization." Jars stared at the fighter, making a speech in a place filled with bodies was a first for him.
"The information you provided is not sufficient to exchange for such intelligence." The fighter refused.
Jars said, "I’m about to die."
"An equal exchange is a matter of principle, you are not dead yet, maybe after you die, I’ll tell you." This response, really infuriating. Jars took a deep breath.
Jars added, "Thanks for listening to my speech, but aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to get out?"
"You mean ’Kovalro’s’ support?"
"Our signals are constantly connected in real-time. If interrupted for over a minute, someone will come to check the cause. By now, according to the Organization’s contingency plans, this place would have been surrounded," Jars said, fixing his eyes on the fighter.
"That’s not your concern now. We’ve already grasped and replaced all three of your communication means, continuously sending safety signals to your relay stations, so even if you talk for another day, probably no one will know."
"You guys are really well-prepared," sighed Jars.
"Maybe."
"But you might have miscalculated one thing."
Suddenly.
A cold smile appeared on Jars’ face.
Looking at the wall clock, the second hand passed the twelve o’clock mark.
"Base self-destruct sequence initiated, countdown, three minutes, beyond the cancellation period, this is an irrevocable command." The already hour-long ringing of alarms in the base was again overwhelmed by a louder alarm.
This sound.
Everyone in the underground base could hear it.
Jars smilingly said, "No need to think about leaving, once this command is activated, it will activate the top-level alloy Main Gate, which can only be shut once, precisely when this base is set to self-destruct."
"You guys are also quite prepared," the fighter remarked casually.
Through the Aircraft.
Indeed, a thick door was seen descending.
"Three minutes left, we’re all going to die. I think, even if your Armor is bulletproof, it can’t withstand the pressure of ten thousand tons, so now, we’re all in the same boat, aren’t you regretting not dealing with me and leaving earlier?"
"Not really, just a bit of an unexpected situation."
Speaking of which.
The fighter advanced.
Ready to subdue the three people.
