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Chapter 184: Restart
In the following days, Kenny decisively restructured the personnel at the Underground Base, swiftly cutting through the previously bloated framework and eliminating many unnecessary departments, allowing the entire base to begin operating in an orderly manner once again. His approach was quite simple: he first dismissed the heads of various departments and replaced them with his own trusted team; then, without warning, he shut down the Feed Area and the nursery, severing the electrical circuits to plunge them into complete darkness. After laying off a large number of employees, he reorganized resources, resetting both laboratory personnel and experimental projects. Except for a few specific topics, all others were terminated; disregarding the objections of many long-time colleagues, he forcibly filled positions with a batch of young recruits.
The original supervisor, who was over fifty years old, was furious and accused Kenny of being an amateur guiding professionals, claiming that Kenny was completely out of line.
"This is not just your domain! I cannot allow you to destroy everyone's hard work!" The old supervisor trembled with anger. He was the former director of RCA's research department, and Kenny's mentor had gone to great lengths to persuade him to assist Kenny by orchestrating a fabricated experimental accident and creating a false death certificate. Before Kenny's return, this old man had been solely responsible for all affairs in the underground laboratory, including construction and applications in various divisions. Now, just two days after Kenny's return, he had disrupted his established rhythm and was preparing to enforce layoffs.
"Teacher Qin, you misunderstand. Valuable projects will remain unchanged; you will still lead them," Kenny explained with a smile, trying to placate the irate old man. The Black Man dutifully played the role of a loyal servant, busy serving tea to both of them.
Upon hearing this, Old Qin became even more enraged, slamming his hand on the table with a thunderous bang. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying my other research has no value? This is absurd! Who gave you the authority to close down the nursery and breeding area? Do you have any idea how much effort I put into this?! Without Experiment Subjects, how can we obtain valid data?!"
Kenny showed no signs of anger; he was completely different from the ruthless boss who had killed in front of everyone during that meeting. He blew lightly on his warm tea and said with a smile, "From the perspective of expected outcomes, it indeed holds little value... But please don't get angry; let me explain." He gestured for the Black Man to step outside and casually pulled down the blinds. "When my teacher spoke with you, I believe he made it very clear: what I need are not scientific experiment reports or meaningless experimental data; I want results. Don't say that results require processes—I have already given you too much time. You want support? I'll provide it; you want data from Establishment? I'll give you that too; you need equipment, assistants, consumables... no problem at all—I'll meet all your needs. So where are the results I want?"
Old Qin raised his eyebrows as if ready to retort, but Kenny raised his hand to silence him and continued: "Your starting point is higher than Establishment and RCA; you have access to more resources than they do. Yet your progress is slower than what I achieved at my small experimental center in Shanxi. Don’t believe me?"
Old Qin turned his head away in anger and scoffed coldly, "You young punk don’t understand research at all!"
"Perhaps," Kenny replied as he removed his glasses and set them aside. He opened a drawer and took out a plain metal box, gently pushing it across the table toward Old Qin. "Take a look inside."
Old Qin glanced at it disdainfully before deliberately snorting through his nose and reaching out to open the box. Inside lay a crystal-clear cryopreservation tube filled with a light red liquid that looked quite beautiful. A flicker of disdain crossed Old Qin's eyes as he picked up the tube with his fingers and sneered, "Is this what you call results?"
"Exactly; this is the result from Shanxi Experimental Center," Kenny nodded with a restrained smile on his face. "You can take it back to your lab for analysis. It's normal to find discrepancies, but you must face those discrepancies."
Kenny's sarcastic remarks landed like a sharp slap across Old Qin's gaunt face, causing the old man's complexion to shift from red to green. He asked, "What effect? No side effects?"
"I am currently the user of this reagent. Do you see anything wrong with me?" Kenny shrugged, indicating that he was perfectly fine, and teased, "Teacher Qin, you could give it a try too; at least you might regain your youth."
"Impossible," Old Qin scoffed. "Based on the reactions, to achieve what you're suggesting would take at least six months to a year; otherwise, it contradicts the principles of biological evolution."
"Hahaha." Kenny suddenly burst into a long laugh as if he had heard an exceptionally funny joke. Noticing Old Qin's rising anger, he quickly stopped laughing and said seriously, "Zombies are ravaging the world, and you're still talking about rationality? The Infected Virus has already threatened all of humanity in just six months. Do you really need another six months to a year? What are you thinking? Do you believe this is a government-sponsored scientific Experimental Base? Are you here to publish scientific papers or to evaluate your professional title?"
"You—"
"Don't get worked up; I'm just speaking the truth." Kenny halted his pointless mockery and took the cryopreservation tube from Old Qin's hands. "Admittedly, this reagent still has many flaws, but compared to your pile of garbage, it has already passed the Drug Regulatory Authority's quality supervision certification. Put aside your cheap pride; only by acknowledging the gap can we strive for improvement. Otherwise, it's just a waste of resources with no benefit."
"Perhaps you've found a direction, but it's too slow. I don't have time for you to fumble around. The laboratory's progress needs to accelerate, so you can take a break."
"You can continue leading the remaining projects, but don't use any resources."
"Alright, you can leave now."
Kenny spoke rapidly, cornering Old Qin with just a few words. With a wave of his hand, he delivered the final judgment.
"Nonsense! Ridiculous!" Old Qin was furious, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Kenny. "This is an utter humiliation! I, Qin Yuanchao, am someone of significance at the Chinese Academy of Sciences! My students are spread across the globe! Which one isn't working at cutting-edge research institutions? Who do you think you are to say my scientific achievements are garbage?! You—you—you are simply..." Old Qin gasped for breath, his face flushed with anger. After catching his breath, he declared, "I cannot tolerate your insult! I refuse to accept this! I want to see your teacher; let him come meet me!"
"Fine." Kenny was unfazed and called in Black Man. He instructed, "Prepare a car to take Teacher Qin to the capital and arrange for him to meet with my teacher."
Black Man's eyes widened in disbelief as he wondered what Boss was up to this time. The capital was the headquarters of RCA, and weren't those traitors just asking for trouble by going there?
Sure enough, when Old Qin heard this, he wilted, exclaiming in frustration, "How can I go there! I've already been removed from RCA! Are you trying to get me killed?!"
Kenny smiled at him, saying, "It seems Teacher Qin isn't as confused as I thought. So... can we have a calm discussion now?" With that, he waved his hand and shooed Black Man out.
Old Qin felt defeated. He was both angry and resentful towards this young man who was impervious to threats, yet he found himself powerless. Indeed, he was no longer the commanding research leader; to put it bluntly, he was merely a technical director now.
After a long pause, the earlier bravado of 'the sky is the limit' faded away, and he sighed, "So what new project do you plan to undertake? Who will lead it? Is your teacher coming too?"
"I have something better," Kenny replied with a smile. He stood up and gave a few instructions at the door. Before long, Black Man knocked and entered.
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