Chapter 4 Planning Begins_1

Similarly, after taking the pill, Eddie instantly felt his life had reached its peak.

He easily deduced the predicament faced by the landlord's wife from details and provided her with the most suitable solution based on law books he had read in the past.

The wise Eddie, both witty and humorous, won over the landlord's wife who wasn't too bright. What followed naturally was a fierce encounter between the sheets.

After the event, Eddie sat in front of the computer as countless sparks of inspiration appeared in his mind, and areas previously not understood quickly became clearcut.

Looking over his novel, his inspiration seemed boundless, flowing like a fountain, writing as if guided by divine hands.

His hands fiercely danced over the keyboard, turning into super tentacle monsters, and in one hour, he produced dozens of chapters.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming, who returned next door, glanced at the novel Eddie was currently writing and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Already read, Platinum quality! Can't sleep at night, update faster!"

The NZT-48 in "Endless Boundaries" is a truly miraculous drug, turning a mediocre brain into the most powerful one, and the smarter the person, the better it works.

Eddie, who previously wrote nonsense in his books, could suddenly possess Platinum quality intelligence, and Qin Ming, who considered himself even smarter, thought of countless ways to solve his own problems.

First of all, he had only thirty days left in this world.

Based on the information he had at the moment, he didn't know if his time ran out he would return to "Three-Body" or travel to the next world.

If he returned to "Three-Body," it wouldn't be too bad, but if he had to move to another unknown world, he would need to prepare accordingly.

Of course, these were concerns for later. The most important thing now was his cancer-ridden body. As long as he cured his cancer, he could calmly face any world.

Lying in bed, Qin Ming thought it over and decided to do two things first.

The first was to develop a drug capable of treating late-stage liver cancer.

The second was to create an NZT-48 with no side effects that didn't require repeated doses, or even developing a stronger variant.

To achieve these two goals, he came up with hundreds of plans and detailed steps in his mind,

He discarded the ideas of making money through stock trading to acquire Eiben Pharmaceuticals or learning biochemistry himself after combining his current situation and the story of this world.

In the end, he was left with one bold and risky plan.

Qin Ming didn't want to resort to this, but he didn't have the luxury of time to develop slowly; neither his body nor the countdown allowed him to slowly grow stronger. He had to take an unconventional path.

Having realized all this, he went to sleep early, as he had no choice. Being a cancer patient, his body couldn't handle staying up late!

The night passed without incident.

...

Early the next morning, Qin Ming once again arrived at the Big Bird Bar, where he needed to find someone.

The morning's faint sunlight streaming through the windows cast a tall figure of a man who sat drinking alone at the bar, with an expression of desolation and negativity that was evident at first glance.

The man came to the bar daily to drink, but curiously, despite sitting in the most prominent spot, no one dared approach him.

Without a doubt, he was the person Qin Ming was looking for, a former soldier who had seen combat and taken lives. Amidst the civilians in the bar, he was like a wolf among sheep, his fierce and brutal aura making those around him feel a vague sense of unease.

Qin Ming picked up a bottle of alcohol and, under the astonished gazes of those around him, sat down beside the man.

However, the man did not pay him any mind, merely glancing at Qin Ming before continuing to drink.

Undeterred, Qin Ming began to speak slowly:

"You are a man with a story."

"You have a story, I have the liquor." He then placed the bottle in front of the man, "Shall we talk?"

The man displayed biceps as thick as an average person's thigh, naturally taking the bottle of alcohol.

"Talk about what?"

"Anything you like."

To Qin Ming, the man didn't seem to be guarded, perhaps due to the effects of alcohol, and they quickly struck up a conversation.

From their talk, he gathered much information about the man.

The man was named Ross, a former spearhead of the Delta Special Forces.

During a dangerous mission six months prior, the entire American special forces squad he belonged to perished, leaving him alone to escape over half a year,

Upon his return, he shockingly found himself listed as a casualty by the military and effectively dead, forcing him into retirement.

Yet even more preposterous was the fact that upon returning home, he discovered his house sold and his fiancée mysteriously missing.

Ross loved his fiancée deeply and immediately rushed to find her, but he couldn't find any clues at all. He had no choice but to report it to the police, but it's been almost a month since then, and there's still no news. It's as if this woman truly vanished into thin air from the world.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ross regretted it. He had actually recounted every detail of his affairs to the stranger before him.

Keep in mind, they had only met less than half an hour ago!

"Mr. Ross, are you now regretting telling me these things? I thought we were already old friends."

Qin Ming's words gave Ross an illusion, as if this suddenly appearing Eastern youth could see right through his inner thoughts.

He didn't know that to others, it seemed as if they had known each other for many years.

Facing this youth who looked like he couldn't even hurt a fly, Ross felt an instinctive wariness.

His eyes became sharp as daggers, and with a fierce look, he turned towards Qin Ming:

"Spill it, kid, what's your real purpose in finding me?"

"Mr. Ross, perhaps you don't need to be so wary of your friend."

"Ha, friend, you've dug out everything in my heart! And I don't even know your name!"

"Oh, perhaps I forgot because I was enjoying our conversation too much."

Looking at Ross, Qin Ming spread his hands and then smiled slightly, revealing his pearly white teeth: "You may call me, Dr. Qin."

"It's simple, I want you to work for me."

Work for you? To be an errand boy for a kid?

Ross thought this was the funniest joke he had ever heard and laughed mercilessly: "Haha, I admit you're a smooth talker. But for a kid who isn't even fully grown, you want me to work for you? What can you offer me?"

"Toy cars or a stack of pin-up DVDs?" He grinned broadly and continued: "Really, absurd little dreams of a child."

Without wasting words, Qin Ming said: "I can help you find your fiancée. And I can offer you more money than you could ever spend in your lifetime."

Ross stopped laughing, he was first silent, then after a few seconds, he looked serious: "I admit, that's very tempting, but why should I believe you?"

"My lab has developed a drug that can unlock the brain's potential." Qin Ming placed half a tablet of NTZ on the table, "You can try it; this is your only chance."

"By the way, Ross, bring me a few more people, the more the merrier. It is best if they are struggling like you."

Having said that, he got up and left, delivering a parting shot to Ross's heart.

After the youth who called himself Dr. Qin left, Ross stared at the half a pill on the table. The cautious man first broke off a tiny piece and dropped it into a cup, then had someone drink it. Half a day passed, and not only did that person show no signs of being poisoned, but he also seemed even more alert.

Once Ross was sure it wasn't poison, he swallowed the pill and left.

"It's actually real!"

When he returned to his apartment, the drug's effects began to take hold, and Ross felt wonderful.

If he had taken this drug during that mission, he believed he could have saved everyone in the Delta Special Forces.

Convinced by most of what Qin Ming had said, Ross, after long hesitation, looked at several pages of contacts in the phone book and picked up the phone.

"Hey, Jack, how have you been lately? I've got a..."

Ross started to get busy, phoning one retired serviceman he knew after another.

Unawares, a team began to take shape.

...

Meanwhile, Qin Ming wasn't resting either. After parting ways with Ross, he rushed to investigate the location of Eiben Pharmaceuticals' lab.

Empowered by his strong telekinetic field and his brilliant brain, he located the lab in just one day.

He quickly arrived at the site, a deserted suburban area with no residents around and no sign of the laboratory. However, what was strange was that there was an abandoned building that resembled Spencer Mansion from the Resident Evil series.

Thinking of all the surveillance cameras on the trees when he had arrived, Qin Ming felt even more intrigued by the mysterious nature of this place.

There was no mention of this lab in the original plot, but now it seemed there was more to it than met the eye.

Hmm, could it be underground?

With that possibility in mind, he closed his eyes, knelt on one knee, and reached his right hand downwards, expanding his telekinetic field into the ground.

After detecting something underground, Qin Ming's eyes flew open, revealing a fierce gleam.

This place, it really was...!!!