16 Relying on Chemistry to Refine Pills. Knowledge Is Power!

The mixture in the container suddenly started to boil.

It spurted thick smoke and Shawn's face turned green.

"Impossible? This is impossible!"

Shawn took three steps back, his face full of disbelief.

The Chinese woman said, "Ball Owner, run, quickly! It's going to explode. I still want to give birth to a monkey for you."

Chemistry expert: "With such complicated chemistry experiments and inadequate equipment, it's impossible to develop a high-end fuel."

Shawndespite not being able to hear everyone's warning, was already at the door of the bar, ready to escape at any time.

The dosage this time was ten times more than before. If it exploded, he might be killed by the explosion.

Five-colored smoke occupied every corner of the bar.

This affected the high-definition images on the spaceship, the screen was just a piece of white.

After leaving the bar, Shawn still felt unsatisfied.

His mind was running fast. Thinking about the problem, he suddenly had an idea.

"It can't have exploded. I just added too much sodium chloride."

Just as Shawn had predicted, the five-colored smoke became thicker for a while and then suddenly shrank back into the container.

Shawn ran back into the bar.

He watched as the liquid in the beaker condensed and the smoke was shrinking back into the container as if it were alive.

Ten billion people were all staring at the green liquid in the beaker.

Ah San said, "Oh my God, what strange thing has he created?"

"Chemists, come out and explain. What is the principle behind this?"

The chemists were silent. They could not understand the experiment, neither could they understand the dozen-page-long chemical equation. They could not make heads or tails of it.

The powerful chemists from all various countries hoped that there were people and countries around the world who would send spaceships to save Shawn from Earth.

Although they could not understand the chemical equation, it did not mean they couldn't see that Shawn was a super genius in the field of chemistry.

Chemists from all over the world formed an alliance and directly sent in a request to the higher-ups of the United States.

In the meeting room of the higher-ups, the old general held a report from chemists from all over the world. The corners of his mouth curled up, he raised his hand and said, "Everyone, this is a joint letter from the Chemical Alliance of all countries. They wish for Mr. Shawn to be rescued. Now, do you have any further qualms about rescuing Mr. Shawn?"

All the leaders fell silent.

If it had been an ordinary person, if the United States made a move to save him, there would be people who would try to stop them.

However, it was a different story for a super genius.

There was no lack of super-geniuses in human history. They were not recognized by the peers of their respective eras and had been left to fade away into the long river of history, which in turn hindered the pace of human evolution.

Humanity recognized its own short sightedness.

Now that the entire human race was moving to Kepler 452B, no one knew what they were going to face.

Such a planet that had an environment that was almost the same as Earth in all aspects, wouldn't there be an existing civilization?

If there was a civilization, would it be a primitive civilization or a high-tech civilization?

If it was a high-tech civilization. would it surpass the power of humanity?

If it did, that would be troublesome. Humanity would be no match.

Scientists and all forms of high-tech personnel were worried about this.

"Alright, since everyone has agreed, I think we should speed up the construction of the small rescue ship. I find it hard to be at ease at the thought of our Mr. Shawn, alone on Earth."

The old general said.

In the Tisch Bar on Earth.

The beaker of liquid continued to shrink and solidify until it finally turned into a jelly-like substance.

Finally, it condensed into a red pill the size of a bean.

Shawn stopped for a second, put on his rubber gloves, and brought the bean-sized thing to his face.

He sniffed it. "Is that the smell of peanuts?"

"What is this?"

The people of the world: !?!?

Everyone could feel Shawn's hesitation through the big screen.

No one knew what this bean-sized object was.

However, the next moment, everyone cried out in surprise.

"My God! Is he going to eat it?"

"The Ball Owner wouldn't, right? It's not an immortal pill. You will not ascend. Don't eat it!"

"Yeah, don't eat it. We don't want to pay our respects to you today."

"Ball Master, don't kill yourself. I've already given our monkey a name."

"Where's the chemistry expert? Come out quickly. Can anyone stop the Ball Master?"

Billions of pairs of eyes, no, ten billion pairs of eyes, stared nervously at the screen.

Shawn relaxed his grip on the bean and it fell into his mouth.

Shawn chewed down.

Crack!

The bean shattered.

Everyone was extremely nervous. That thing was made from dozens of dangerous chemicals. Could it really be consumed?

Shawn's eyes widened. The bean mixed with the saliva in his mouth and turned into liquid within seconds. It went down his throat and into his stomach.

Shawn felt his stomach churn.

A nauseating feeling rose in his heart.

Shawn kept saying in his heart, "There's no problem. There's no problem."

Sure enough, after his stomach churned for a few minutes, it turned into waves of warm currents that flowed throughout his body.

Most of the warm energy rushed directly to his brain.

Shawn felt his mind was clearer than before.

The hunger that was making him go crazy was swept away.

The feeling of weakness in his body completely disappeared. He felt full of energy.

"I did it. I really did it."

Shawn said with his eyes wide open. Shawn felt elated at his huge success.

He, once again, took off his clothes, turned on the air conditioner, and started dancing in the bar.

People around the world also let out a sigh of relief.

No matter if they liked or disliked Shawn, they did not want him to die because of an accident.

There was only one man left on Earth now, the journey would be so boring.

A little fun could make many people forget their feeling of homesickness.

"Ball Owner, it's great that you're okay."

Anonymous Indian: "I know what the Ball Owner is up to."

"Ball Owner is trying to develop Viagra..."

The people of the world: ...

The league administrator banned the anonymous Indian's comments for the next half an hour.

A prompt suddenly appeared on the big screen.

Shawn had solved his energy problem, which had been a big problem.

The amount of energy consumed by his brain was unimaginable.

After his successful attempt and a slight adjustment to his calculations, Shawn went back to work again.

He used all kinds of chemicals and ingredients to make the bean-sized pills. A day passed just like that.

Shawn stored the dozens of pills in his pocket.

"Where do you think you're going, Ball Owner?"