[System]
[Detecting special cultivation technique, capable of enhancing cellular activity and breaking gene locks.]
[Temporary mission triggered: Collect Dragon Country ancient martial arts through practical combat.]
[Mission rewards: Determined by the quantity of ancient martial arts collected.]
[Accept mission?]
After reading the new system mission, Jing Mingqiu couldn't help but grumble in his heart, "Gene locks, isn't that something common in infinite flow novels? Is this going from sci-fi to fantasy?"
[Ding, the advancement of civilization is all-encompassing. To leave the planet and explore the universe, one needs to enhance the strength of the physical body, in addition to external means.]
"I see," Jing Mingqiu nodded gently. "Human physical fitness is indeed lacking. We can't even survive in outer space without a spacesuit. It really needs to be improved."
Jing Mingqiu had initially planned to just fight a bit, fulfilling his childhood dream of being like those chivalrous heroes, traveling the world with a sword, challenging various sects, and finally retiring with a beautiful woman, leaving behind a legend. He didn't expect this unexpected bonus.
With a casual tap, he accepted the newly displayed temporary mission. Jing Mingqiu bypassed Wunian, found the Shaolin Temple abbot, and once again initiated a challenge.
While Jing Mingqiu was having a great time fighting, the leaders of Western countries were arguing fiercely with the heads of pharmaceutical groups.
The President of the United States of America angrily slammed the intelligence file that the CIA had just handed him onto the table, pointing at the heads of the Lyden Group and the Hiu Rui Group and cursing loudly.
"Who arranged for that idiotic reporter?"
"The reason modern organ transplantation requires the risk of rejection when choosing organs from other people is because modern traditional cloning starts from embryos and cannot directly produce mature individuals. Indiscriminate cloning is useless!"
"If you admit they have the technology to clone adults, what's the difference from admitting they can actually regenerate severed limbs?"
The head of the Hiu Rui Group, Pulitzer Sam, stood up with a wry smile. "Mr. President, please don't be angry. The urgent task now is how to deal with Dragon Country's public opinion offensive. The gates of my group have been blocked by protesting crowds."
"As if my White House hasn't been blocked!"
The President muttered, then feeling he had made his point, he regained his composure, picked up his coffee, and took a sip. "Mr. Sam, what are your thoughts on this matter?"
Pulitzer Sam took out a document from his bag and distributed it. "According to our research, Dragon Country has not engaged in any false advertising this time. The medical cabin they produced, combined with their specially formulated potion, can indeed achieve the effect of regenerating severed limbs."
"Moreover, according to investigations, the potency of this potion is far more terrifying than they advertised. After using the medical cabin, various organs within the patient's body will be treated and return to their peak condition, thereby curing many diseases."
"Based on the intelligence we have collected, including but not limited to myopia, astigmatism, rhinitis, heart disease, uremia, hepatitis A, hepatitis B..."
As more and more illnesses were listed, the anger in Pulitzer Sam's eyes grew.
Finally, he said through gritted teeth, "Many of these diseases require long-term medication and treatment, which are our biggest cash cows! There's an old saying in Dragon Country: blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents."
"For our unified interests! No matter what, we cannot let Dragon Country's medical cabins enter!"
"Impossible!" The President sneered, interrupting Pulitzer Sam's passionate speech. "If Dragon Country's government hadn't intervened and created such a huge stir, we would still have a chance to suppress the medical cabins."
"Now that most ordinary people have witnessed the power of the medical cabin, further pressure will only lead to riots. The entry of Dragon Country's medical cabins into our country is a foregone conclusion. What we need to do now is to reduce its impact!"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell into contemplation.
After an unknown amount of time, Pulitzer Sam slowly stood up and proposed his idea, "Mr. President, we can do this..."
"Excellent, excellent," the President nodded repeatedly. "Let's proceed as you suggested. Smith, contact the reporters immediately and convene a press conference."
Half an hour later, in front of the White House, a group of heavily armed bodyguards escorted the President of the United States of America out. Reporters with cameras and microphones were already waiting at the entrance.
Seeing the President emerge, several microphones were immediately thrust towards him.
"Mr. President, how do you explain the accusation that you accepted bribes from pharmaceutical groups and deliberately set up obstacles to prevent Dragon Country's medical cabins from entering our country?"
"Nonsense!" The President's brow furrowed, and he put on an indignant look.
"The situation in the Middle East has been volatile recently, seriously affecting national oil security. To resolve this issue, I haven't slept for three days and three nights. How could I have the time to care about a new drug? Let alone deliberately setting up obstacles."
The reporter pressed on, "If that's the case, why can't Dragon Country's medical cabins enter our country? Its efficacy has been fully verified within Dragon Country, and many disabled people have been restored to normalcy because of it."
The President sighed, "After this matter caused a huge online uproar, I immediately summoned the personnel responsible for drug review."
"After careful questioning, I learned that their refusal to allow Dragon Country's new drug into our country was mainly due to incomplete experimental data provided by them. They lack one-year, three-year, and five-year patient follow-ups after use, and there are no records of related side effects."
Dr. Fuchi then stepped forward and provided an authoritative explanation: "Regenerating severed limbs is not a minor surgery. Although those who have received treatment have now recovered, we cannot guarantee that they will not develop new side effects in the future, or even die because of it."
"However," the President paused, "considering some severely disabled patients whose current condition makes survival extremely difficult, I will use my presidential prerogative to approve the import of a portion of Dragon Country's medical cabins for these patients to use."
"Dr. Fuchi, mobilize a team of medical personnel to track and protect patients using Dragon Country's medical cabins. Dragon Country can unscrupulously treat its citizens as test subjects, but our free and democratic America will never associate with them."
Dr. Fuchi bowed and said, "Yes, Mr. President."
"So that's how it is!" As Dr. Fuchi finished speaking, a feigned exclamation of surprise suddenly rang out from the protesting crowd.
"We have wronged Mr. President and them! They are concerned about our health, which is why they restricted the entry of Dragon Country's medical cabins."
"Indeed, the disabled people in Dragon Country who have recovered their health were all treated within a year. No one can guarantee that in a few years, they won't develop other side effects due to this treatment."
Among the protesting crowd, a hip-hop man missing a pinky finger on his left hand shrugged at his companion, who wore thick glasses.
"Although I'm missing a finger, which isn't very attractive, I'm used to it. There's no need to take such a big risk using the medical cabin. I'll wait a few more years."
His companion pushed up his glasses. "I was planning to have my eyes removed and grow new ones to treat my myopia. Since this thing is so dangerous, I'll just go for refractive surgery as usual."
Such people were not uncommon. Led by professional personnel, most of the protesters were successfully deceived by the President and his group, their anger quickly dissipated, and they gradually dispersed, throwing down their flags and slogans.
In the Great Hall of the First Conference Hall in the Imperial Capital of Dragon Country, the assistant reported the latest intelligence from the United States of America to the Supreme Leader, who was beaming. "Leader, just as you analyzed, they indeed targeted this loophole."
"I thought the United States of America was completely corrupted, but I didn't expect them to discover this point and even try to make a comeback from a desperate situation."
"Xiao Zhao," the Supreme Leader tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "don't underestimate the United States of America. They are indeed declining now, but a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. They won't be defeated so easily."
"Notify Minister Zhou. The second phase of the plan can commence..."