Chapter Twenty-Eight: First Meeting with Dr. Connors

New York, Chung Cheng University, Connors Private Laboratory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Six men and women in their twenties stood at the entrance of the laboratory hall with some restraint, looking at a tall middle-aged man with dark blond hair in front of them with more or less admiration and uneasiness in their eyes.

The middle-aged man looked at the young people in front of him, and couldn't help but have a kind smile on his face.

"Hello everyone, welcome, welcome to this place. I'm Dr. Curtis Connors, so you don't have to be nervous, because you all came here for an internship based on your strength. Dr. Connors's voice was softly magnetic, which made the hearts of these somewhat reserved young people relax.

Then, Dr. Connors turned slightly to reveal his empty sleeve, which was half of his right arm, and chuckled, "As you can see, I'm left-handed. ā€

Several men and women burst out laughing, and although they quickly stopped laughing, the tension was dispelled by Dr. Connors's control.

"I'm not crippled, though." When Dr. Connors said this, although he was still smiling, he said with a little confidence and pride: "I am a scientist, and I am the top authority in the field of herpetology!" ā€

"Reptiles, what you usually call reptiles." "I'm optimistic about my life, but like a person with Parkinson's who watches his body lose his or her body in fear or a person with macular disease who loses sight in his eyes, I want to heal my ......severed limb," Dr. Connors explains.

Listening to Dr. Connors talk about one of the most inexorable illnesses one by one, the young men felt a heavy atmosphere, and at the same time, they couldn't help but wonder if they could rise like those famous scientists, and be lucky enough to solve one of these diseases in their lifetime.

"But I've always believed in one thing."

Dr. Connors was silent for a moment before he said, "Knowledge is power. ā€

He looked at the young people in front of him, and couldn't help but say with a little excitement in his voice: "This severed hand did not make me despair, but gave me motivation. I have a lot of scientific knowledge, and I want to heal myself with the knowledge I have. ā€

"But I'm not satisfied with that, it's just one of my ideals. I want to make this world no longer cause regrets due to illness and physical disability, and I want to create a world without defects. ā€

In the end, Dr. Connors faintly suppressed the excitement in his heart, spoke slowly, and said as if vowing, "For this reason, no matter how difficult this path is, I will not give up." I believe that's what science is all about, and I'm here to make it happen! ā€

As his words fell, the young people's breathing couldn't help but speed up a little, and Dr. Connors's words made them feel greatly encouraged. If it weren't for the fact that Dr. Connors hadn't given them a task, they would have wanted to rush straight into the lab and show off their skills.

Seeing this, Dr. Connors smiled with satisfaction and asked slowly, "Speaking of which, who can guess how to do what I said?" ā€

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man of Chinese descent immediately raised his hand. Under Dr. Connors's gesture, the Chinese man said with some excitement: "With stem cells? ā€

"It works, but I'm bolder in my approach." Dr. Connors nodded, looked at the others and asked, "Does anyone have anything else in mind?" ā€

Several young interns looked at each other for a moment, but couldn't think of a good way.

"And what about implanting cross-species genes?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the young men.

The abrupt voice attracted several people, including Dr. Connors, and saw that behind these young people, there was a tall blonde man, although the other party was tall, but according to the more immature face of the young people present, it was a teenager.

The teenager said with a little excitement in his tone: "Take Parkinson's disease patients as an example, the cells that secrete dopamine in the human brain gradually die, but the genes of the grouper fish can promote cell regeneration. ā€

The boy looked at Dr. Connors's somewhat interested eyes, secretly excited in his heart, and continued, "If the gene that promotes cell regeneration can be transplanted into a patient, then the patient will be able to heal on his own." ā€

"Yes." The Chinese young man who answered the question earlier pursed his lips and said to the young man: "But you still have to find a way to solve the problem of the patient's growth of fish gills, otherwise the patient will have to live in the sea instead." ā€

His words caused several young people around him to chuckle, but the young man didn't care at all, the latter smiled and said: "But this is exactly the problem that cross-species genetics needs to solve, you can't be afraid when you encounter a problem, you need to face the difficulties, don't you?" ā€

Hearing the young man's words, several young people subconsciously stopped their laughter, some of them were thinking, and some were a little disdainful in their hearts, but they didn't express it.

Dr. Connors was interested in the boy, who reminded him of his youth, and he found that the boy had a broader mind and a better attitude towards science than the others. He couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, may I ask who you are?" ā€

The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he bared his teeth and smiled, "Deloth, Delos-Sullivan." ā€

"Delos Sullivan?" Among the young people, one of the men couldn't help but mutter, "It seems to be the author of Harry Potter." It's the same name......"

"Idiot, that's me." A beautiful woman next to the man apparently recognized Delos, and she rolled her eyes and whispered, "Don't you even read the newspaper?" For a while, his picture was often on the front page of newspapers. ā€

The others also gave a slight boost to Delos when they heard this, and looked at him with each other.

"Delos Sullivan?" Dr. Connors couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he heard this. He suddenly remembered the man he had previously been recommended by Leno Luthor, the son of the wealthy Leno Luthor.

To be honest, Dr. Connors really didn't want a novelist to come over as an assistant, how could a fantasy writer know much about biology? Letting the other party come is simply a stain on science!

However, because of Lex's gratuitous financial support for his experiments, he had to be accommodating, and although he still had a lot of money to keep, it was not enough for his innovative experiments. Lex's financial support allowed him to solve many of his problems.

So Dr. Connors gave the other party a spot, and according to his thoughts, the other party just wanted to come here to join in the fun because he had a good relationship with Lex Luthor. At that time, as long as the other party is not allowed to move the instrument, it will be over as soon as the internship time comes.

Dr. Connors believed this idea until Delos appeared, after all, this Delos was actually late at the scheduled time, which just proved Dr. Connors's opinion.

It's just that according to the current situation, there was some surprise to Dr. Connors, and he didn't expect that Delos really had some ability.

Delos didn't care at all about the few people around him, as well as Dr. Connors, who was standing there frowning slightly. Although the atmosphere was somewhat embarrassing, it was not normal if they didn't behave like this. But it wouldn't be a good thing for him to go on like this, Delos thought.

So, Delos was the first to speak: "Dr. Connors, although I am famous for the Harry Potter novel, please believe me, I am best at biology. Allow me to prove it. ā€