I Have A Super USB Drive

by <unknown>

  Paul could hear an electronic tinge in this voice…

  Wait!

  Paul's eyes bulged suddenly. He stared at the young female receptionist in front of him in disbelief as if he wanted to see what she really was. "What did you just say, who are you?"

  "I'm Android Receptionist No. A0003. Is there anything I can help you with?"

  The girl before him repeated robotically.

  "Android?"

  Paul gasped sharply. He raised his hand in disbelief and slowly reached for the girl opposite the counter until he touched her cheek and felt the cool texture that was not like human skin. Then he was sure.

  No wonder he had felt something was off with this girl, she was not a real person!

  "My God…"

  At this moment, a hundred thousand exclamations thundered in his mind like wild horses. An android? He had only seen this in a movie — more than 40 years ago, when he was in his prime, he took his mistress to the cinema to watch a movie called Alien…

  After he shook his head ruefully, Paul then looked around. Was there no human receptionist here?

  "Is there anything I can help you with?"

  Seeing that Paul did not answer, the female android before him asked again.

  "Huh?"

  Paul's attention was finally drawn to this question. At this moment, he seemed to recall something.

  Just when the android in front of him was about to ask more questions, he finally said tentatively, "I want… I have an appointment with Chen Chen. I'm going to see him now. Can you confirm this for me?"

  After Paul finished speaking, he stared at the android in front of him.

  One second, two seconds, three seconds…

  Three seconds had passed and the android in front of him seemed to be stupefied. There was no reaction or any movement at all, not even a blink of the eyes.

  Seeing this, Paul could only shake his head. "Sure enough, how could Blackwatch Corporation possibly make such an advanced android…"

  "Mr. Chairman has been notified and he has approved your visit. Please head to the top floor, which is the 62nd floor."

  Before he finished speaking, the android in front of him spoke again.

  At this point, Paul finally raised his head abruptly and looked at the android in disbelief.

  The android in front of him understood his request!

  Assuming that it was not just this company being bored and scaring visitors with a secretly remote-controlled robot, did this not mean that Blackwatch had the technology to manufacture androids that could communicate smoothly with humans and were more than 95% realistic-looking?

  When the world's best robotics and AI technology was still at the level of the robotic dog BigDog, had this amazing company already reached this level?

  Although Paul was more than eighty years old, he was originally a product of elite education. Even though he was this old, his ability to accept new things had far exceeded that of some middle-aged people who were only forty-five. It was this ability that allowed him to preserve his own family for such a long time.

  Coupled with the age-reversal treatment now, his mentality had become younger and more active. Therefore, faced with this ordinary-looking, even slightly daunting android, Paul knew very well what the implications were for the world…

  "Please head to the 62nd floor."

  Just as Paul's heart was trembling violently, the android prompted him again.

  "Yes, yes!"

  Paul came to his senses. He took one last look at the android, then turned and walked toward the elevator.

  As there were too many floors, there were a total of five elevators in the building, each of which had a huge capacity that could carry twenty people. At this time, Paul chose an elevator at random and then went in directly.

  Right as he walked into the elevator, Paul saw that the android was still staring at him, with that same stiff smile on its mouth…

  "G*dd*mn…"

  Paul frowned, and then the elevator door closed, completely blocking his line of sight.

  Shaking his head and casting the weird android out of his mind, Paul pressed the button for the 62nd floor. All of a sudden, he only felt a burst of gravity gripping his body. This was an increase in weight caused by the rapid acceleration of the elevator, but this feeling soon disappeared completely.

  On the display, Paul could see that the elevator was moving extremely fast, almost rising at a speed of one floor every two seconds. In less than two minutes, he had reached the top floor.

  "Ding, you've reached the 62nd floor."

  There was a notification from the elevator, then the elevator doors slowly opened, revealing the space outside.

  After seeing the layout of the entire 62nd floor, Paul inhaled sharply.

  He saw that the entire 62nd floor was empty. There were no corridors nor so-called offices, only a massive hall that spanned the entire floor!

  However, the decoration here was simpler. Both the floor and the ceiling were paved with a blue-gray PVC material. There was also a layer of highly transparent glass covering the PVC material and everything looked sleek and shiny as if it was made of crystal.

  The entire 62nd floor had done away with all supports and was transformed into an office of gigantic scope. Around this oversized office, there were no walls, only floor-to-ceiling windows that enclosed the entire space!

  At first glance, Paul had the feeling that he was suspended high in the sky.

  When the entire space was this empty, the only furnishings became very conspicuous. The only furnishing on the 62nd floor was a huge silver-gray metal desk placed near the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  At this time, a young man was sitting before the desk.

  Chapter 398: Father of DNA |

  After this remark, Paul could not resist looking up at Chen Chen to observe his reaction.

  To his disappointment, Chen Chen barely elicited any reaction upon hearing this news. He did not look like he was particularly impressed with this piece of news.

  "I get it."

  Chen Chen nodded and said cooly, "This can't be the only thing you're coming to me for, spill everything out."

  "Yes, there's another piece of good news I'd like to report to you."

  Paul continued. "According to the information gathered in the inner circle, you'll very likely be awarded this year's Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine. This is for your company's last year's contribution in combating the Blacklight virus on the front lines. You're also the first corporation to come up with the Blacklight vaccine, your heroic deeds have saved the lives of millions in Africa.

  "With these two accomplishments alone, calls for you winning the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine had taken up nearly ninety percent of the council."

  As he said this, he stole another glance at Chen Chen's eyes to look for any signs of joy or excitement. He would be disappointed again by what he saw.

  Whether it was the news of North America's goodwill or the later news of the potential Nobel prize, neither of them seemed to inspire any reaction from the young man standing before him. His eyes remained unmoving and dry like two mouths of well.

  Paul was put in the position of a slave or better yet, a dog. With his life and his family's well being on the line, he had no choice but to submit to this young man in front of him. He did not have a say in how things have turned out as the chip implanted at the back of his neck had stripped him of all options.

  Every time the idea of resisting occurred to him, the chip at the back of his neck would issue a sharp warning. For the sake of his life, he had to compromise his principles and continue working for this young man.

  The things he had to do were connected to politics one way or another. One example of the things he had to do was to navigate the Whitehouse using the connections inside his family. There were always ongoing disputes between the political parties in North America, behind many of these conflicting parties were the consortiums backing them from the shadows.


  Naturally, Paul was not pleased with having his and his family's life held hostage by his enemies. He wanted to look for an opportunity to escape from the young man's clutches, but the chance never presented itself.

  The reason he came here was to observe the young man's expression from up close. He was desperate to see the slightest opening, to see a glimpse of what could be surprise, excitement, helplessness, shame inside the young man. Perhaps this would prove that this young man was just another normal person that possessed complex emotions and may be susceptible to the many sorrows that came with fame and fortune…

  There was always an opening in the common man that could be exploited.

  However, whatever news he presented, whether it was news of North America's goodwill or the fabled Noble prize that countless people sought after, the young man was completely unfazed by the many revelations he presented. What in the world was going on in this person's mind?

  "Is this what you came to me for?"

  Chen Chen fixed his gaze on Paul, his eyes were like two bottomless pits absent of any presence of light. "If this is all, then your mission is complete."

  "Yes…"

  Paul felt his heart setting like stone, he nodded dryly. "Please forgive me, I only thought I could share the good news with you."

  With that, he turned around and headed for the exit.

  "Someone will visit you later."

  He had only taken his second step when Chen Chen suddenly called out to him from behind, "I'll have someone perform a new operation on you and extract the God chip from your cervical spine. It will be substituted with a new chip model."

  Paul felt a shiver coursing through his body as he turned around in disbelief. "A new chip model?"

  "That's right. Compared to the previous model, this new God chip model will be considerably safer and more concealed."

  Chen Chen answered blankly, "I'm sure you'll like it."

  "…"

  Paul lowered his head to conceal his reaction, his body was trembling all over with anger at this moment. Still, he forced himself to nod agreeably before entering the elevator without looking back.

  Chen Chen waited until Paul had left before breaking into a devilish smirk. What were the chances of someone as proficient at psychological warfare as he was to not grasp what Paul was thinking?

  To sum it up, it was a deep-rooted discontent with having to submit to Chen Chen's superiority. However, Paul had no other choice to stomach his anger since he had a dagger pointed to his throat.

  Due to this pent-up pressure and anger, Paul wanted nothing more than to catch a glimpse of Chen Chen's weakness. Even a tiny glimpse of it would benefit his pride greatly and help him restore whatever confidence he could salvage.

  Unfortunately, Paul's desperate attempt was destined for failure from the get-go. Chen Chen had already been informed that the North American council had stopped investigating the Osmond accident a few days ago and he also knew about the Nobel Prize listing. He also knew that this was all a chain of traps…

  "Could it be that Paul also knows that this is a trap set up by the North American officials and is trying to lure you into the trap?"

  Little X's voice suddenly emitted from the computer.

  "Maybe."

  Chen Chen did not deny the possibility. "This is one of the flaws of the first generation God chip, it cannot intercept the host's thoughts. This is why I'm going to implant the second generation God chip into him."

  The second-generation God chip was the one implanted in Musk's brain. The new chip would be implanted into the cortex of the occipital region. The AI inside the chip was designed to continuously collect the host's brain signals. This system was designed to immediately notify Little X upon detecting any ill intentions against Blacklight Biotechnology or God's Forbidden Zone.

  Apart from the revised implant location and this new feature, its functionalities were identical to the first-generation God chip.

  "Sir Godfather, Osmond Family's Felix has arrived at the ground floor."

  Little X suddenly notified, "Should I bring him up?"

  "Bring him up here."

  Chen Chen nodded as he got up and approached the elevator.

  Unlike Paul who had just left, Felix was personally invited by Chen Chen. He was one of the honored members of God's Forbidden Zone, unlike Paul who was forced to serve Chen Chen like a slave to keep himself alive.

  Within two minutes, Felix stepped out of the elevator.

  "Sir Chen Chen, it's been a while!"

  The moment Felix stepped out of the elevator and saw Chen Chen, his eyes lit up and he quickly reached out to hug Chen Chen. He then exclaimed, "Is the Android on the ground floor real?"

  "Yes, but it's just a prototype in its experimental stages. It'll take a few years before it can be commercialized."

  Chen Chen answered, "Is Sir Felix interested in the Android project?"

  "Of course, I'm very interested!"

  Felix answered immediately, "If possible, I'm willing to contribute a portion of funds to develop this project with you."

  "Oh, please don't jest, Sir Felix, I have enough funds at the moment."

  Chen Chen escorted his guest to his office desk. In an instant, two sofas and a coffee table rose from the ground. Felix was amused by this fascinating machinery.

  "How futuristic, are these automated?"

  Felix sat on the sofa and tapped the coffee table excitedly. "Sir Chen Chen, having other people invest in your business is a very common practice in the business world. After all, there's never a guarantee whether a project will work out, so it's better to split the cost to minimize the potential loss, don't you agree?"

  "The problem is that with more investing parties, I won't have the revenue all to myself if the project works out."

  Chen Chen smiled as he took two wine glasses from the table and poured a glass of red wine for Felix first but a glass of Sprite for himself instead. He raised the glass after. "If I'm in urgent need of funds, you'll be the first one I turn to, Sir Felix."

  "Alright, I suppose that will do…"

  Seeing how Chen Chen was adamant about his position, Felix understood that Chen Chen was not interested in attracting investors at the moment. He clinked glasses with Chen Chen somewhat disappointedly before downing the glass of red wine in one go.

  After the two men had emptied their wine glasses, Chen Chen quickly navigated the conversation. "I'm sure the reason Sir Felix came all the way here is that you have something important to discuss with me."

  "There's something I need to discuss with you about, it concerns one of my close friends."

  Felix's expression grew considerably more serious as he said this, "I'm sure you're acquainted with the name of this close friend of mine. He's a fellow researcher just like you who goes by the name James Watson."

  Chen Chen flashed a curious look when he heard this. He looked at Felix in the eyes. "Of course, I'm familiar with the Father of DNA, he's a well-respected scholar."

  "Then I'm sure you know that he hasn't been doing too well these recent years…"

  Felix smiled bitterly as he said this, "Watson has always been stubborn for as long as I've known him. He's always been too insistent about the results of his findings and refused to yield to the newer generation. This is why things haven't been going too well for him these recent years."

  "So I've heard."

  Chen Chen nodded.

  The reason Felix was being vague regarding this topic was that this directly related to the national relations between Europe and North America.

  As these two continents were formed of a political system based on diverse ethnic groups, the two regions had amassed a large number of immigrants over the years. The many policies erected by the political parties over the years had led to some peculiar shift in the political landscape.

  For instance, a unique concept known as "political correctness".

  James Watson who was born in North America on 6 April 1928, was no
w approaching a hundred years old. He was a legendary figure who was directly involved in the discovery of the double-helix structure of DNA in 1953 and won the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine in 1962. He was one of the most influential scientists of the 20th century.

  The fabled scientist had worked in none other than the Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory. Under his leadership, it had become a world-leading scientific research institution also known as the holy land of biological science.

  However, the fabled scientist was obnoxiously stubborn. In the later years of his career in 2007, perhaps out of fear of losing his position, he gave a memorable speech in the British Museum of Science. In the speech, he voiced his pessimism about the future landscape of Africa. He spoke against the equality-based philosophy between North America and Africa and argued that the idea that "black people are just as intelligent as white people" was a false claim.

  Unsurprisingly, this speech incited numerous criticisms from politicians and other people. Despite the reception, James Watson was adamant about his claim.

  Following the speech, he had no choice but to resign from the chairmanship of Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory, effectively terminating his career as a researcher.

  In 2018, a reporter asked for his stance on race and intelligence again during an interview. The 90-year-old Watson stated matter of factly, "Not at all. I'd like for them to have changed, that there be new knowledge that says that your nurture is much more important than nature. But I haven't seen any knowledge. And there's a difference on the average between blacks and whites on I.Q. tests. I'd say the difference is genetic.''

  This remark prompted Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory to issue a statement again, claiming that these were only Watson's personal views. They stated that they would completely remove Watson's title as the honorary chairman as well as his other associating titles.

  With that, one of the most influential scientists in the world who was also a Nobel Prize holder and heralded as the Father of DNA faded into obscurity.

  Chen Chen immediately recalled these events and asked curiously, "Did something happen to Mr. Watson?"