205: Chapter 205 Taking Control of Clifford

Through peaceful and friendly communication between both parties,

Howard backed down. As a gift for their first meeting, Lin Fang generously gave him two Immortality Capsules.

After taking them, Howard felt the changes in his body, but before he could show any joy, he saw a flash in the young man's eyes across from him. Howard fell into a coma, completely unconscious.

Lin Fang implanted a hades brain-control chip into the back of the old man's neck as he lay on the ground. Only this way could he ensure Howard wouldn't turn on him.

When Howard woke up again, he looked somewhat confused. 'Mr. Lin, what happened to me?'

Lin Fang replied, 'Perhaps you fainted from not adapting to the changes in your body.'

'I see,' Howard said, feeling the changes in his body and immediately brushing aside the doubts in his mind. 'The effects of this medicine are truly miraculous.'

After all his years of research in genetic technology, the results he had achieved seemed like child's play compared to these Immortality Capsules.

'Mr. Lin, could you tell me who invented these?'

Howard suddenly wanted to understand their origin. What kind of genius could have created these capsules?

Another 'elf' subdued.

Lin Fang was in a good mood now and didn't hide the answer to his question. 'The raw materials for these capsules come from genetic optimization serums. A complete genetic optimization serum is even more powerful. As for its inventor...'

'His name is Isaac, and he's from another world.'

Hmm...

Lin Fang suddenly recalled that Isaac was the antagonist in resident evil, and Howard was the antagonist in this world. Why was he always recruiting these villainous characters? Didn't this somewhat contradict his original intention of saving the world...

These two sentences contained too much information for Howard to process immediately. But once he did, his eyes filled with shock.

Another world?

These four simple words completely overturned Howard's understanding. If the Immortality Capsules still fell within the scope of technology he could comprehend, the concept of 'another world' had already surpassed the boundaries of his imagination.

Was it a parallel universe? Or some existence he couldn't understand?

Howard voiced his doubts.

Just like with Isaac, Lin Fang brushed him off with the concept of a multiverse. He wasn't afraid Howard wouldn't understand; clever people tended to fill in the gaps themselves and could even make it sound plausible.

'Alright,' Lin Fang shifted to serious matters, 'I'll help you clear out the other directors at Clifford Company who see you as an enemy, especially your two younger brothers. You just need to find a reason for them to meet with me.'

This was another thing Lin Fang had learned. Howard had inherited his father's business and developed Clifford Industries from a small workshop worth billions into a giant corporation. Howard's father had two other children, Howard's full-blooded younger brothers, who also held significant shares in the company.

Lawrence Clifford and Richard Clifford.

It was just that Howard was so outstanding that these two remained largely unknown to the world.

But as Howard suffered from a rare degenerative disease that robbed him of the use of his legs, forcing him to rely on a wheelchair year-round, coupled with his advanced age, these two younger brothers began to harbor ill intentions, pressing step by step for Howard to relinquish his remaining shares in the company.

Hearing Lin Fang's words, a complex light flashed in Howard's eyes. For years, he had been fully aware of their probing and behind-the-scenes maneuvers within the company. However, bound by family ties and his own declining health, Howard had always adopted a defensive stance.

Originally, Howard hadn't cared much about this. Since his son had died in an accident 20 years ago, the only relatives he had left were these two younger brothers. Leaving all his inheritance to them after his death seemed like a decent option.

Until one day, Howard called his two brothers, both in their fifties, to discuss the distribution of his estate. Having already let go of everything, even feeling a sense of relief, Howard accidentally met their gaze and instantly felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar, his body trembling uncontrollably!

Because he clearly saw that the looks Lawrence and Richard directed at him held not a trace of brotherly affection. They were filled only with naked greed and an almost impatient bloodlust! They were like two hyenas waiting beside a dying giant beast, barely able to restrain themselves, just waiting for this lion to take his last breath before they would pounce and frantically tear at the flesh, gnawing every bone clean!

That chilling gaze sent a bone-deep chill and disgust through Howard...

From that moment on, a powerful sense of resentment filled Howard's heart. For the first time, he realized so clearly that he was absolutely unwilling to die quietly like this, handing over the vast empire he had built over a lifetime to these two ingrates who were practically strangers.

He also couldn't bear the thought of eventually lying in a cold, narrow coffin, slowly decaying into dry bones in the dark soil!

He wanted to live, to live at any cost! He wanted to continue breathing the air of this world, to enjoy everything it had to offer!

Therefore,

Howard began to act. Not long ago, he had even created the R Virus, which could drive elves mad.

But just on the eve of his plan's implementation, Lin Fang suddenly appeared. The power and mystery displayed by this young man forced Howard to submit.

Perhaps this wasn't a bad thing either.

Thinking this, Howard said respectfully, 'Mr. Lin, I leave it to you then. When the time comes, all the shares under my two brothers' names will be transferred to Third-Party Technology. I will also transfer a portion of mine, making Third-Party Technology the largest shareholder of Clifford Industries.'

Lin Fang accepted gladly.

After obtaining a sample of the R Virus from Howard, he prepared to leave.

——

At the entrance, the two security guards looked as if they'd seen a ghost when they saw Lin Fang come out with Howard.

Hadn't they stopped this young man? How did he get inside? What was even more frightening was, who exactly was this young man that Mr. Clifford would see him off personally, even in his wheelchair?

Had they offended this important figure by not letting him in? And they had lied to him, saying Mr. Clifford wasn't in the company.

Wilson was terrified. As the group approached the entrance, he hardly dared to breathe, praying they wouldn't notice him. When Lin Fang glanced his way, his heart almost leaped out of his chest.

Fortunately, the other party left without saying a word.

Only after Lin Fang and his chairman had walked away did Wilson dare to let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his uniform shirt soaked through with cold sweat.

The young security guard also relaxed. 'Brother Wilson, Brother Wilson, who do you think that person is? Why was Mr. Clifford so polite to him?'

'Shh— That's not something for us to ask about. We saw nothing today, nothing happened.'

Wilson made a shushing gesture, cautiously looked around, and whispered in a wary tone, 'In the Central Continent, this kind of behavior is called

hiding one's strength and biding one's time,

pretending to be weak to catch the strong off guard.

It's very scary. We definitely can't afford to mess with that.'

'Brother Wilson, you know so much...'