Inside the room.
Instantly.
It fell into silence, the old man’s heart was chilled. Because in his view, these nurses and doctors had already been bought off by the other party.
Otherwise.
Why would they be so arrogant, coming and going as they please.
He wanted to speak.
Yet discovered.
The ability to speak, which he seed to have recovered monts ago, had dissipated once more, returning to his previous state of not being able to articulate words.
Strange!
Could it be.
There are supernatural powers in the world?
No.
Impossible.
If it really existed, there’s no way he wouldn’t know, just like how the consortia have never stopped their pursuit of longevity, conducting various secret experints.
Regarding supernatural powers.
Equally.
A source of fascination.
Unfortunately.
Up till now, the discovered supernatural phenona or so special groups set a maximum of having so talent, and most were scamrs.
They can fool others.
But upon investigation.
They are quickly exposed.
Thus.
The direction of supernatural powers led to a dead-end, forcing them to turn towards enhancent, just like the two experintal labs in Kovalro where accidents happened, which he was aware of.
They had already developed drugs that can enhance human functions.
But.
That thing could at best enhance the physical body, unable to extend life, even shortening lifespan due to cellular potential depletion.
To him, it wasn’t dicine.
It was poison.
...
This ti.
Sid truly panicked.
Call for soone?
Thinking about it.
That was perhaps wishful; even if he called the younger generation over, what use would they be? Moreover, from the looks of it, perhaps those youngsters were already compromised.
Otherwise.
How to explain all of this?
The more he thought.
The more worried he beca.
Agree?
Reluctant.
The sprawling business empire of ilong Financial Group, though the other party demanded no money, making acceptance sowhat easier, taking orders indefinitely was truly hard to swallow.
Just like this.
Sid constantly struggled internally.
One hour.
...
Two hours.
...
Three hours.
Finally.
"Alas!"
Sid let out a sigh.
His survival instinct and the allure of this magnificent world made him co to a decision, the ntal exertion made his brain feel increasingly heavy.
Sleeping.
He might never wake up.
After a frantic blinking, he saw the nurses and doctors leave through the main gate, his guesses intensified, yet for now, he couldn’t worry about so much.
A mont later.
Sid saw that man enter.
"Mr. Sid, have you made up your mind?"
"Ugh."
Sid was so weak right now, he couldn’t even manage a ’yes’, only uttering this sound, he felt as if he saw a countdown to his life.
"If you agree to the conditions I ntioned earlier, please blink your right eye once."
Upon hearing.
Sid complied.
"Good."
"You’ve made a wise choice." That warm smile appeared too eerie to Sid, all of this seed like signing a deal with the devil.
Just like in the Movie, exchanging soul for lifespan.
After speaking.
He saw that person pull out an item resembling an eyeglass case from his pocket, operate it a few tis, with a hiss it opened, revealing the syringe inside.
Inside was a blue liquid.
Then.
Without any nonsense.
In one shot.
It was injected into Sid’s arm.
"..."
Sid’s mouth twitched, such a crude injection thod, fortunately it didn’t hurt much, much like an injection, he couldn’t help but worry inside, can this thing work?
After the injection.
The needle was removed.
A mont later.
He felt his body heat up, strength gradually returned, his muddled brain beca clearer, his whole condition quickly improved.
Shortly.
"Ah!"
He actually stood up.
However.
Having not stood for so long.
Made Sid plop back into the wheelchair, but at this mont, Sid was excited, he felt increasingly better, and should adapt soon.
"This dicine only restores part of your bodily functions."
"For the coming month."
"Daily."
"You will need to inject one dose to restore your body to normal state, thereafter only requiring one yearly injection of life-extending drugs."
Upon hearing.
Sid understood.
This dicine.
Would likely need constant use, the other party holding the dicine is tantamount to holding his life, just compared to prior objections, now he felt much relieved.
This transaction.
Alive, it could take effect, also providing a sort of guarantee for him.
"How much longer can I live?" Sid couldn’t help but ask.
"For a very long ti."
"Twenty."
"Thirty."
"Even forty or fifty years is possible."
"So long, you keep your promises. From today, I hope ilong Financial Group will absolutely follow orders, if you can’t do it, then we’ll switch soone else."
"Understand?"
These words.
If Sid had heard them in the past, he’d definitely be furious. But now, not only wasn’t he angry, he was quite supportive, on one hand, it was a transaction.
A transaction he agreed to.
On the other hand.
Regarding the ilong Financial Group, he hadn’t had full control previously, getting older, nearing the grave, so wanted to rise up and share power.
He just accepted it.
Now.
He can continue living, whether for his own power ambition or fulfilling the other party’s requirents, it was necessary, to absolutely control ilong Financial Group.
"Understood."
Sid nodded in response.
"Alright."
"For now, there’s no task for you, just maintain the status quo, unless it’s a key issue, we won’t interfere with ilong Financial Group’s affairs."
"Yes."
Sid understood, this ant he was an undercover piece.
Soon afterward.
The man left.
Inside the room.
Leaving Sid alone, his heart at this mont was extrely complex, the events just experienced were too bizarre, making him feel as though in a dream.
However.
The pain from the injection in his shoulder let him know this wasn’t a dream, it was real, he had reached a cooperation with an unknown mysterious force.
From now on.
The ilong Financial Group might all be under their control, apart from lanting the unpredictability of fate, he soon accepted it, it’s simply having more superiors.
No big deal.
Worth it!
Living.
To him, was the most important, if he died, all becos void, leaving the vast consortium to his descendants, what’s the significance.
The consortium.
Its entire growth journey accompanied by struggles, capital accumulation, especially growing step by step from warti, which didn’t involve blood?
Therefore.
Sid wasn’t a good man.
Interests.
To him, were eternal.
...
Soon.
The news of Sid’s ’miraculous recovery’ spread out, externally there wasn’t much reaction, just sending congratulations, regarding Sid’s health.
They lacked detailed data.
Therefore.
Even suddenly getting better, mostly aroused curiosity, lacked detailed inquiries, besides, Sid was just very old before, not with any illness.
Turning better was not unusual.
However.
Internally in the ilong family, so were quite shocked, such a state could recover, too incredible, several inquired about the reasons.
To this.
Sid brushed them off carelessly.
And.
Began planning to reclaim the consortium’s core power, those disobedient ones, it’s ti to tidy them up, now he’s gradually regaining his forr dominance.
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