Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

Chapter 431 Lost Youth

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The tea party lasted until six in the afternoon.

The sky was getting dark, and the discussion was over, so the three leaders announced the end of the tea party.

With that, Wu Mo stood up and bade farewell to the three leaders.

There were three personal assistants and guards next to him.

The setting sun shone on his body, which made him feel warm and relaxed.

After Wu Mo bade farewell to the leaders, he pondered over their suggestions to develop some auxiliary equipment similar to the Dragon Shield.

In other words, it would give the back line some time to process things. Otherwise, if too many pieces of advanced equipment appeared at once, they would not be able to play their role on the front line.

'Alright, I'll focus on developing support equipment next.'

The Dragon Shield was a good example.

Perhaps a mind control device, hyperspace translator, and genetic mutator too?

Wu Mo could not help but shiver when he thought of the strange device that had been sealed.

"Forget about the mutant. That thing is too strange. Even if I want to develop it, the higher-ups won't agree. Not only will it damage the image of the army, but it will also damage the image of the country."

Wu Mo thought, 'Besides, even if I want to create a genetic weapon, I have to use it well.

'For example, improving physical fitness and instantly elevating ordinary soldiers to the level of special forces or top athletes.'

Wu Mo pondered, 'Turning humans into orcs seems feasible, but it's definitely not appropriate.'

After thinking about it, Wu Mo still could not make up his mind. He decided to take action first before making a decision.

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Once he returned to the dormitory, Wu Mo immediately applied for leave.

His superior quickly approved it and sent the relevant documents to him in less than half an hour.

After receiving authorization, Wu Mo boarded a helicopter.

At four in the morning, the helicopter landed on the tarmac.

After Wu Mo returned to his dormitory, he immediately fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Following a quick lunch, Wu Mo packed his luggage and was sent to the airport by a special car and specialist.

As an S-rank officer, Wu Mo was required to be accompanied by his assistant and guards.

Wu Mo had tried to decline, but the higher-ups firmly refused.

Since he did not know the direction of his research and development, he might as well relax.

Wu Mo decided to go home and visit his family.

Now that he had returned home in glory, he would not return empty-handed. He still needed to bring the necessary gifts.

Before boarding the plane, Wu Mo received an order.

Research Institute No. 261 was assigned to him as his exclusive laboratory.

There, he could study the projects that interested him.

Not long after, two of the entourage members carried a lot of gifts, and Wu Mo also carried a lot of gifts. His group arrived at his home, and he knocked on the door.

Wu Yan was still studying in Shanghai, and it was a critical period for her PhD. She needed to devote herself to her studies, so Wu Mo did not tell her that he was going home.

The door opened with a click, and Wu Mo's mother was standing at the door.

She was sewing a scarf, so she had a needle and thread in her hand.

"Mom, I'm back."

"You're finally back. Your father and I missed you so much! Hey, who are these two young comrades?" Wu Mo's mother asked with widened eyes.

"Mom, I'm already a cadre now. This is an entourage arranged by my higher-ups. I just wanted to bring something home, so I asked them to help me carry it," Wu Mo explained with a smile.

Hearing this, his mother could not stop smiling.

After all, her son was being served by someone else. How could she not be happy?

"Come in quickly and have some tea, the three of you."

Wu Mo led two guys in his entourage into the house. After they had some tea, they left first with the excuse that they needed to make some reports.

Just as Wu Mo and his mother were about to chat, Wu Mo's father returned home.

"You two, wait here. I'll make a good meal for you."

Wu Mo's mother immediately went out to buy groceries, and Wu Mo started chatting with his father about work.

A few hours later, a table full of sumptuous food was placed on the table. They were all Wu Mo's favorite dishes when he was young.

After eating the bland food in the cafeteria for a long time, Wu Mo could not help but eat a few more bowls of rice when he tasted the home-cooked dishes.

Once they ate their fill, Mr. and Mrs. Wu sat on the couch to rest.

Wu Mo brewed two cups of good tea for them. When he served them tea, he realized that his parents looked quite old.

His heart could not help but ache.

Due to the physical labor they had done in their early years, many indelible marks of time were left on his parents' faces.

His father was approaching retirement age due to his late marriage. His hair was thinning, and his shoulders that once supported the entire family were no longer straight.

He had clear vision in the past, but now, he was required to wear presbyopic glasses.

His mother's face was also full of wrinkles, and her hair had turned from white to silver in two years.

The hands that had once painstakingly raised him were now full of wrinkles.

Time was indeed a merciless butcher.

Wu Mo's mood was heavy during the family conversation.

"Son, is there something on your mind?" his mother asked with concern.

"If you're tired, take a shower and get some rest."

Wu Mo nodded and walked to the bathroom.

Before he left the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror and thought, 'Am I getting old too? My little sister, the commanders who took care of me, and my old comrades have all advanced in years, and some are even retiring.'

A thought flashed through Wu Mo's mind. 'The biological modification project can't be delayed anymore. I have to start immediately! I want to prove to the world that aging is a disease, and that diseases can be cured!'

This was Wu Mo's first attempt at cross-disciplinary research.

Although he had always been passionate about equipment manufacturing, it did not mean that he could not get involved in the field of life science.

Now, through the systematic research of biological medicine, he would take a big step across the field.

With the confidence of the military system, Wu Mo moved forward courageously.

He was still thinking hard about how to complete the task given to him. Now that he had a clear direction, he could not only meet the requirements of his superiors, but also delay the aging of his relatives and friends. How wonderful was this?

As he leveled up, the influence of the equipment created by Wu Mo continued to expand.

His points soared at an astonishing speed. In just one day, he had gained more than five million points.

Wu Mo thought to himself, 'What is the limit of the military system?'

Although Wu Mo was not sure, according to the system, its ability could break through the boundaries of the universe and even reach the realm of creating and destroying the universe in science fiction.

However, at that time, the military points might be even greater than the bacteria on Wu Mo's body.

Wu Mo did not care about the ethics of biological modification.

To him, his current ultimate goal was to continuously strengthen China.

The priority in his heart far exceeded the ethical problems brought about by the modification.

Besides, seeing that his parents were already old, what was the use of discussing ethics?

Longevity was an endless temptation for the middle-aged and elderly.

Putting aside the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, the rich were now more willing to spend tens of millions.

They even spent hundreds of millions of yuan to buy health supplements.

Many had experienced the journey of war, but just when they could enjoy life, they found that they were stumbling and unable to taste slightly greasy food.

On the surface, they seemed calm, but in their hearts, they yearned to experience more of the world.