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On the second floor of the laboratory building, in the biology laboratory.

Zhang Zhai read a large number of cancer cases and the latest achievements in cancer research within six hours.

At this moment, Zhang Zhai can definitely be called an expert in the field of cancer treatment.

"A1, use a quantum computer to simulate the more than 6,700 elements that you have collected that may be effective against cancer, and see if they can have an effect on cancer cells."

"Father, there are only 5,426 elements whose cell structure is known, and there are more than 500 elements that belong to drugs recorded in ancient books, which cannot be simulated and verified. The remaining 800 elements do not directly affect cancer cells and cannot be simulated. "

"Then simulate the known elements. For the 800 that cannot directly cause effects, simulate their response to the human body. For the remaining 500 that cannot be simulated, issue an order to the Terminator to purchase related plants and drugs. Buy it back for me, if there is no way to buy it, mark it out separately."

"Okay, Father." A1 agreed.

In the next moment, the names of more than two hundred kinds of medicinal materials appeared on the holographic screen.

Zhang Zhai only took a look, then frowned.

He didn't know any of the more than two hundred kinds of medicinal materials, and Zhang Zhai didn't even know some words.

"The names of these medicinal materials obviously belong to Chinese medicine, but they did not appear in all the Chinese medicine books I read just now.

Moreover, these uncommon and complicated characters do not belong to the standard Chinese characters accepted by Cihai, that is to say, the names of these medicinal materials mostly come from folk remedies.

This is troublesome..."

Zhang Zhai frowned, thinking for a moment.

"A1, according to the source of these medicine names, find the actual owners of these related folk prescriptions, contact them, and find out what these herbal medicines are?" Zhang Di frowned and said in a deep voice,

"Spend money directly, I just want the result!"

"Understood, father."

It is too easy for A1 to find someone on the Internet, as long as he has left traces on the Internet, it is impossible for A1 to find someone.

...

In Beijing, in the toilet of a certain company, a young man was lazily playing with his mobile phone.

"Buzz~buzz~"

The phone rang suddenly, and the young man froze when he saw this magical phone number.

"Caller ID: 100000101"

"Hello,"

"Xu Hao, may I ask what is the second ingredient in the prescription you uploaded on the post bar three days ago?"

"Are you crazy!" The young man felt baffled. Although he wondered how the other party knew his identity, he still chose to hang up the phone directly.

"Um?"

"Hold the grass! Why can't I hang up the phone?"

"Xu Hao, you don't have to try to hang up the phone anymore, even if you turn it on and restart it, you will still be in the call state."

"Who are you? What do you want to do!"

"Don't be nervous, we just want to ask you what is the second ingredient in the prescription you uploaded on the post bar three days ago?"

"You mean that old folk prescription? It was passed down from my ancestors, who knows what that medicine is, and I don't even know the words! By the way, you belong to the state department? That prescription won't be very important..."

"Are you sure you don't know? If you provide the answer, we will give you 100,000 yuan."

"100,000? Holding grass! But I really don't know!"

"500000."

"I really don't know!"

"1000000!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

...

The same thing is happening in many places across the country.

Five minutes later, Zhai Cheng.

"Father, after contacting, we confirmed the actual situation of 111 kinds of medicinal materials, costing more than 24 million RMB."

Zhang Zhai looked at the remaining unidentifiable more than one hundred kinds of medicinal materials, and shook his head helplessly.

"Delete these more than a hundred kinds of medicinal materials."

"Okay, father."

...

five minutes later,

"Father, this is the simulation test result of more than 6,000 kinds of medicinal materials. 5,265 kinds of medicinal materials that have no effect have been deleted, and only 1,000 kinds remain, including more than 500 kinds of chemical drugs, more than 300 kinds of plant medicinal materials, and more than 100 kinds of animal medicinal materials. , more than a hundred kinds of mineral medicinal materials."

"Remove the effect weakly."

"There are more than two hundred species left."

"Remove the side effects that are too large."

"There are only 23 types left, including 2 types of chemical drugs, 10 types of plant drugs, 6 types of animal drugs, and 5 types of mineral medicinal materials.

These 23 kinds of medicinal materials are very likely to contain special elements that restrain cancer cells. "

Zhang Di raised his head and looked at the 23 kinds of medicinal materials listed on the holographic screen.

"Let the Terminator buy these 23 kinds of medicinal materials back for me."

"Okay, father."

...

Outside the laboratory, the terminators drove anti-gravity cars and galloped in the sky. Based on the information provided by A1, they traveled to all parts of the country at the fastest speed, waving banknotes, and purchasing what Zhang Zhai needed.

In the laboratory, Zhang Zhai sat on the armchair in front of the workbench.

Zhang Zhai looked very embarrassed at this time, with a pale face, red eyes, and chapped lips.

Zhang Zhai looked at his left hand that was still slightly trembling, and smiled, the prick that Dabai pricked just now really hurt a bit, the pain was so painful that he was so awake that he couldn't wake up now.

...

"Wow..."

The door of the laboratory suddenly opened, and the terminators appeared one after another, holding boxes one by one, which contained the medicinal materials and other things Zhang Zhai needed.

"The thing is here, and the experiment is about to start." Zhang Zhai glanced outside the laboratory,

"A1, it's dawn outside."

"Yes, father, it is 7:45, and today's sunrise time is 6:32. It is indeed dawn now."

"7:45, time is running out." Zhang Di seemed to be in a trance, and murmured in a low voice.

But in the next moment, Zhang Zhai was shocked and said: "A1, control the Terminator to conduct preliminary processing of the medicinal materials, and assist me in the experiment!"

"Okay, Father!"

In the next second, the whole experiment started running quickly, and Zhang Zhai began to conduct drug experiments one after another.

The terminators walked through the laboratory, and Zhang Zhai concentrated on extracting and analyzing each medicinal material. He concentrated on it, immersed himself in it, and carried out experiments repeatedly. He did not give up any possibility.

...

Time goes by every minute and every second, time is the most fair thing, and it will not be influenced by your wishes.

The sun outside the laboratory slowly climbed from the edge of the sky to the sky.

At this time, the time was approaching 12 noon.

11:30.

In the laboratory, Zhang Zhai shouted loudly: "Dabai, give me another injection!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Hiss~"

Zhang Zhai forcibly stabilized his trembling left hand, and looked at the three little white mice in the glass box in front of him.

Putting on the gloves, Zhang Zhai grabbed the mouse numbered 1 with his hands, and injected the blue reagent into it with a syringe.

Then the mouse numbered 2 was caught and injected with the green reagent.

Finally, the red reagent was injected into the mouse number 3.

"Three options:

Plan No. 1 uses nanorobots to directly reach the lesion, carries drugs directly into the cancer cells to kill cancer cells, blocks the source of nutrition for malignant tumors, and 'starves' tumors to death.

Plan No. 2 uses the carcinogen extracted from No. 264 medicinal material, registers it in the body of the experiment body, and kills cancer cells through blood circulation.

Plan No. 3 uses drugs to change the chromatin of cancer cells, causing them to become weaker, and finally be easily killed by the subject's own immune system. "

"Mechanical therapy, traditional Chinese medicine, western medicine... I don't know which method is more effective." Zhang Di murmured in a low voice.

On the experimental platform next to Zhang Zhai, the row of glass boxes was filled with the corpses of more than a hundred mice, all of which were sacrificed for the birth of the last three plans.