Chapter 158: Flying Heaven

Geneva, Switzerland.

The International Society for the Study of Biology, an organization born out of the European Order of Knights, ushered in the first Chinese vice president in the 50 years since its founding.

Although there is also a "vice" word in the prefix, the weight of He Zihong, the vice president, is not ordinary.

There are nine leaders in the International Biological Research House of Elders, of which six elders are jointly nominated by the three presidents, and then elected by the members.

The president, on the other hand, is chosen from among the elders.

Regardless of whether it is the six elders or the three presidents, once elected, it is a lifelong system.

The current president of the research society is a ninety-three-year-old man, and although his mind is still clear, his energy is not good.

The other vice president, 87 years old, has been bedridden for more than a year.

Although He Zihong, the vice president, ranks third in the research society, he is actually the executive vice president and fully presides over the work of the research society.

However, before he officially started working, he prepared a promotion gift for himself.

It is necessary to wait until you are actually in this position before the gift can be officially opened.

That is Miao Guangqi's personnel file.

Miao Guangqi is currently the first of the six elders, second only to the three presidents, and ranks fourth among the top leaders of the research society.

His personnel file, He Zihong has been worried about since he came back from Waixinganling, but he did not have enough authority before.

And now, this file has been placed on his desk.

The International Society for Biological Research is an international academic organization.

To be part of the Society and to become a member of the organization means that the biologist, in addition to his professional achievements, must also be tested in character, especially internationalism.

The Institute has always spared no effort in conducting background checks on every member, especially the members of the House of Elders.

The personnel file of each elder must be thick, and the life deeds of the elder, especially after the beginning of his academic career, will be registered.

As for academic papers, scientific research achievements, award records, etc., they will also form ancillary documents and be included.

Di Hongzhe's personnel file was already the thickest document He Zihong had read in recent years, and it took Lao He four days to pick and choose and look at it.

But compared to Miao Guangqi's file, it is a small thing.

He Zihong's desk is a Huanghuali desk, which is expensive and large in size. It's more than two meters wide, about the size of a bed.

Miao Guangqi's personnel file was put up, and this seven-foot case was stunned that there was no empty space, it was all occupied, and it could be stacked up to two feet high.

Ho sat in his office chair, cigar in his mouth, smoking without a sip.

He looked at the file on the table, his eyes a little straight.

Which life does this see going?

This Miao Guangqi, life is inevitably too exciting, right?

He Zihong brushed his thoughts, snuffed out the cigarette butts in his hand, and looked at the labels of these files.

The standard inspection is all the year. This kind of personnel file is based on the time as the catalog.

Almost subconsciously, Ho Zihong stayed at the time period from 1980 to 1990.

Then he noticed that he was a little distracted.

Because this time period is the time period when Miao Guangqi asked him about Di Hongzhe before, he asked He Zihong to check it on his behalf.

And now what He Zihong is looking at is Miao Guangqi's own file, which has no logical connection with this time period.

But now that he saw it, He Zihong also stretched out his hand.

Anyway, I can't get my hands on this big table of papers, and it's the same everywhere I start.

And He Zihong also remembered that Miao Guangqi was about the same age as Di Hongzhe.

In the decade from 1980 to 1990, Miao Guangqi should have been in his thirties to his forties.

Normally, at this age, it is the initial stage of a biologist's research career, and he generally does not have much achievement, but Miao Guangqi is not an ordinary person.

At that time, he should have already made results.

He Zihong picked up a stack of documents and began to flip through them.

For He Zihong, this kind of file is actually of little significance to look at the resume. He is not a criminal investigator, and his resume is not visible.

His focus is mainly on academic papers.

As a person who has come from the past, Ho Zihong knows that it takes a lot of energy to write a paper.

A short paper of tens of thousands of words may add up to only a few days of writing time, but the experimental time spent behind it is dozens or even hundreds of times.

People are basically tied to it.

A scientific research worker, what he has done during this time, he doesn't need to look at anything else, just read the papers.

As a world-class biologist, He Zihong doesn't need to look at the content of the paper, just look at the title.

As soon as he sees the title, the research direction, experimental procedures, and argumentation methods of this paper are all counted in He Zihong's heart.

So He Zihong quickly flipped through the document with his hands, and his movements were very quick.

After flipping through the pages for a while, He Zihong's hand suddenly stopped, and then he turned a few pages forward.

Seeing the title of this paper again, He Zihong was a little suspicious that he had read it wrong.

He quickly flipped back to the end of the paper to confirm the signature of the paper.

That's right, it's Miao Guangqi, he is the signature of both Chinese and English editions, and the publication date of the paper is 1987.

Thinking back to the title of the paper, He Zihong became more and more surprised.

The title of the paper is "Cracking the Genetic Sequence of the Human Central Nervous System".

He Zihong felt strange, not that this topic was not advanced.

On the contrary, the topic is very advanced, and it is still debated in the academic community to this day, and there is no unified answer.

He Zihong felt that this was abnormal because there were two fatal knots in this topic.

First, it is unethical to require human participation in live experiments for the final experimental demonstration of this topic.

Second, this topic is a bit like Goldbach's conjecture, which is powerful, but there is no practical application prospect at present.

Biology is not the same as mathematics, biology is an applied discipline, and most of its application prospects are in the medical field.

No application prospect means no financial support. Scientists are also human beings and have to eat.

The central nervous system of the human body, including the human brain, is overwhelmingly non-renewable, and once damaged, it is permanent and cannot be repaired by stem cell transplantation and other means.

In other words, the current medical methods mastered by human beings are not compatible with this set of biological theories.

Therefore, in recent decades, most of the research on the genetics of the human central nervous system has been in the air. Today your assumption seems quite reliable, and tomorrow his assumption does not seem to be wrong.

But it doesn't really make sense, because the answer can't be verified.

Thinking of this, He Zihong turned to the next page.

The title of the next paper once again surprised Ho Zihong.

This paper is actually about "human brain cell cultivation".

"Central nervous system gene cracking, brain cell cultivation. He Zihong silently read it several times in his heart.

Thinking of Miao Guangqi's later achievements in human genes, He Zihong vaguely felt as if he had caught something.

Ho Zihong immediately turned to the next paper, wanting to make a clearer judgment.

Then He Zihong found out that this one was not a paper.

Because of this article, there is no process of argumentation.

Strictly speaking, this is just an essay by Miao Guangqi back then, in which he put forward two ideas.

"Human Memory Replication" and "Human Brain Transplantation".

After reading this essay in detail, He Zihong realized that his suspicion of Miao Guangqi was correct.

The research direction is so sensitive, and the temperament is so withdrawn, and his whereabouts are still erratic.

This person, there is definitely something wrong.

......

In the northern mountains of the Altai Mountains, under the cliffs at the northern foot of the snow-capped mountains.

The cliff next to Fan Ping'an and Li Yizhen seemed to have been cut down from the sky, almost perpendicular to the ground, with a drop of nearly a kilometer.

In this assault, the two of them stuck at the time when the beast began to charge, because the sound of the horse's hooves could be perfectly muffled.

This was not originally planned, but the two of them, as old rivers and lakes, will not let go of this opportunity.

Originally, the abacus played very well, but after Lin Shuo met and fought with the barge beast, no matter what the outcome was, Lin Shuo would never be safe and sound.

As soon as the two joined forces again, they could easily clean up Lin Shuo.

This deal, that's it.

As a result, things turned out differently than they had estimated.

Lin Shuo and the Barge Beast hedged against each other faster than they expected.

This caused the horses under their crotches to reach the valley before Lin Shuo collided with the barge beast.

In order not to expose themselves, the two hurried to rein in the precipice.

The two of them are not in a hurry, this cliff just blocks the perspective of both sides, since they can't catch up, let's observe it again.

The movement of Lin Shuo colliding with the barge beast was audible, thundering, and deafening.

Just listening to this sound, the two of them knew that the Lin family's descendants were choking this time.

No matter how powerful a person is, he is also a human being, how can he be tough with that kind of beast?

The two of them leaned back against the cliff and cautiously looked in, only to find that the barge beast was already lying on the ground.

This scene made Fan Ping'an and Li Yizhen feel inexplicably frightened.

And what made them even more uneasy was that Lin Shuo was gone.

Then, on the top of the mountain above the two of them, several gunshots rang out in the distance.

There were people on the hill, they knew before, there had been a gunshot before.

However, they are not worried about this person on the mountain, because Nie Xuan is also on this mountain, so they should be able to deal with it easily.

The current gunshots are very urgent, and it seems that this gunman has been driven to a dead end by Nie Xuan.

The two looked up, and they couldn't see anything from this angle.

After waiting for a while, the two saw that the barge beast in the distance had woken up and was staggering to its feet.

At this time, Fan Ping'an only felt that his eyelids were jumping, and the alarm in his heart suddenly appeared!

Looking up at the sky again, he finally saw Lin Shuo.

I saw Lin Shuo jump off the cliff and fall down against the cliff.

This cliff has a drop of nearly a kilometer, and when a person is in the sky, the size is about the same as a match, and the appearance is not clear.

The reason why Fan Ping'an could immediately recognize that this was Lin Shuo was because this person was carrying a giant recurve bow behind him.

The giant bow was like a pair of wings, and it was very eye-catching.

"Is this deal so easy to do?" Li Yizhen also looked up and said, "This kid jumped off the cliff by himself?"

Fan Ping'an also muttered a little in his heart at first, but soon, he realized what Lin Shuo wanted to do.

After all, the old boxer has been working in the Cao family for many years, and he knows better than Li Yizhen what the leader of the hunting door is capable of.

He didn't have time to explain, so he could only shout:

"Oh no!