183: Chapter 183 The Busy Scientist

Lin Fang's words were not without basis; today, the scale of Third-Party Biotechnology, even excluding the unknown hidden World, was already a behemoth in the eyes of others.

Moreover, establishing such a massive overseas Base in a Third World country—anyone could see this company's ambition.

It vaguely hinted at becoming a corporate empire.

What is a corporate empire?

Such an enterprise does not need to tread carefully between different sovereign states like traditional multinational corporations; it has long transcended the boundaries of traditional enterprises, possessing its own economic laws and methods of operation. Its influence is sufficient to penetrate national borders, and in some fields, it even stands above sovereignty.

In history, the closest prototype to this would be the Dutch East India Company of the 17th century.

Once such an enterprise is born, no country or faction can underestimate it; they must even fear it to some extent.

Hearing Lin Fang's words, Xiao Hei replied: "Boss, you guessed correctly. After the company released the brain-interface technology, the files on you and the company have been scoured by the officials of various continents again. Some people even speculate whether you have obtained extraterrestrial technology."

"Extraterrestrial technology?" Lin Fang scoffed. This theory was actually quite close, as the function of the Black Star was, after all, to allow him to travel to various film and television Worlds.

Looking at the intelligence information on the projection, Lin Fang sighed helplessly after flipping through their discussions about him. "Why does no one think it was developed by me? I was at least an outstanding student in the past."

After reading it, Lin Fang continued to ask, "Besides that?"

"Sanctions. U.S. official legislators have proposed dozens of commercial and economic sanctions against our company, but they have not been enacted yet. Other countries are currently watching from the sidelines."

"Truly surrounded by wolves," Lin Fang sneered. "Let me guess, besides the lobbying by the U.S. consortia recruited by the Bright Council, the bigger reason is that they can't bear to part with us, right?"

"That's correct, Boss," Xiao Hei confirmed. "The Sackler family and a few others have indeed had some effect, but the real reason is that the drugs provided by our company have already covered over 60% of hospitals in the U.S. Countless people have benefited and had their lives saved because of them. Once sanctions are implemented, leading to an interruption in drug supply, what they will face is not just a shock to the medical system, but a surging backlash of protests."

The projection timely displayed an analytical data panel. A steeply rising curve represented the market share of Third-Party Biotechnology drugs in the U.S., next to a complex supply chain map and statistics of patient groups dependent on its key drugs, which was shocking.

"Heh, that's thanks to our drugs being effective." Lin Fang rubbed his temples. "How much longer will it take for these pharmaceutical companies to replicate them?"

It's not just the drugs. Unsurprisingly, the recently launched Journey VR must also be sitting in major laboratories. Once they shake off their dependence on Third-Party Technology, that will be when they bare their fangs.

"Some teams have already achieved results with the Metabolix Capsules, and they can reach 50% of the effectiveness of our product."

"The most critical cancer-specific drug has also made some progress, but it will still take quite some time before a finished product can be produced."

On the projection, images appeared of a group of people in white lab coats holding the capsules, ecstatic, along with information about the corresponding companies. Seeing this scene, Lin Fang had no expression of surprise; instead, he praised, "Not bad, there are quite a few capable people among them."

"But thinking that this can restrict Third-Party Technology is truly wishful thinking. They will only discover that whenever there is a glimmer of hope, this company throws out new drugs and technologies, and exactly what the current society urgently needs. They will forever be left eating dust in our wake…"

"These scientists must be worked to death." Xiao Hei laughed, then asked: "Boss, are we not going to do anything now?"

"Of course not." Lin Fang's gaze was deep. "Since we have already attracted the attention of the officials from various continents, we should naturally take advantage of the time before they fully react to further expand the company's influence."

"Contact the seat members of the Bright Council; I want to issue several important tasks to them."

…Early morning. In the Tears of Atropos manor, an old man woke up slowly in bed. He opened his eyes, and what came into view was the exquisite ceiling relief. Morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, dancing on his wrinkled yet ruddy face.

Noah Sackler.

A year ago, he was still an octogenarian relying on drugs and medical equipment to barely maintain his life, waiting for the God of Death to arrive. It was a young man who extended an olive branch and pulled him back from the edge of the grave.

From then on, his destiny was changed.

Noah sat up and stared at himself in the mirror. Although his hair was still silver, his eyes once again shone with a sharp light, as if he had returned to the era when he held the reins of the consortium and wielded great influence in the business World.

"Sir," the butler, who was familiar with Noah's routine, knocked gently. After receiving permission, he entered and bowed, saying, "Today's breakfast is ready."

After a while, Noah came to the dining table. At this time, a young boy was already waiting there; it was his beloved great-grandson, Elias.

"Great-grandfather," the boy walked up and greeted him obediently.

Noah lovingly patted Elias's head and began to enjoy the warm breakfast time.

After finishing breakfast, the boy tugged at Noah's sleeve and said excitedly, "Great-grandfather, I've learned a very beautiful piano piece. Can I play it for you later?"

Noah was about to nod when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang with a special notification sound. Noah's expression changed, and he said slowly to the boy, "Elias, Great-grandfather needs to handle an important matter first. You go to the piano room and practice obediently; I will come to listen later."

The boy nodded sensibly and left the dining room accompanied by a servant.

Noah picked up his phone and took a look; his expression immediately became serious. After telling the butler not to let anyone disturb him, he returned to his study.

After locking the door, Noah opened a cabinet. There weren't many things inside, but the most eye-catching one was undoubtedly the black helmet in the middle. It was the hottest tech product today: the consciousness helmet.

In fact, Noah had received it much earlier than the general public. This was a special version from Lin Fang, which had been delivered to their hands early on.

After skillfully putting on the helmet, Noah's consciousness arrived in a super luxurious meeting room. This was a virtual space constructed entirely of data. Twenty-two high-backed chairs surrounded a huge round table, and different emblems were carved on the back of each chair.

It was not Noah's first time here, but seeing his body, which was just like a real person's, he still couldn't help but marvel. Only the founder of the Council could possess such unfathomable technological strength.

At this moment, more figures appeared...