Chapter 27: M-level Reward, Primary Transfer Technique

  "Zhang Yang, what’s going on?"

  Xu Maogen had been moved to the special ward for half a day before Xu Danlu finally reacted. Earlier that afternoon, the engineer in the radiotherapy room had been giving them trouble, and now her father was being treated like a national leader? The contrast was just too drastic.

  But she knew this must have something to do with Zhang Yang. Otherwise, Vice Dean Wang wouldn’t have asked her father if he knew Zhang Yang or pulled Zhang Yang aside to whisper for half an hour.

  Seeing her determined gaze, Zhang Yang knew she wouldn’t let it go without a reasonable explanation.

  After thinking for a bit, he vaguely explained, "Didn’t the newspaper mention it earlier?"

  "Mention what?"

  "Actually, I... uh, worked with Professor Zheng and the others on that... that anti-cancer drug. I made a small contribution."

  "What!" Xu Danlu’s eyes widened. She looked Zhang Yang up and down as if she couldn’t believe it was him standing there, shaking her head vigorously. "That’s impossible! I don’t believe it. Even if you had the ability, I’ve never heard of Meining University having a cancer drug research project!"

  Hearing her voice grow louder, Zhang Yang hurriedly pulled her to a quieter corner and whispered, "Please, keep your voice down. You just didn’t know. I only recently joined the project."

  Xu Danlu still looked doubtful and pouted. "That’s unbelievable. Fine, let’s say I believe you—but what does that have to do with what happened just now?"

  "Simple. The first batch of reagents will be tested in partnership with Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital."

  "Is that drug really that amazing? Worth all this fuss?" Xu Danlu still looked skeptical. After all, if even Zhang Yang could get involved, it didn’t inspire much confidence—this was the same guy who couldn’t even handle Bai Liangfeng.

  "Hey… doubting your boyfriend’s strength, huh?" Zhang Yang looked around, saw no one nearby, and suddenly slipped a hand under her skirt to squeeze. "How about I prove it to you tonight?"

  "Mmh… stop it, this is a hospital!" Xu Danlu playfully slapped his hand away, but her face showed a trace of sweetness. Somehow, she almost believed him.

  *****

  A world-class oncology expert and two chief physicians—that lineup was strong enough. With them handling Xu Danlu’s father’s treatment, Zhang Yang could finally rest easy and head back to Meining.

  However, to Qiao Xier’s surprise, Zhang Yang didn’t take the same-day flight back. Instead, he kept finding excuses to stay in Shanghai.

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  The reason was simple: the system’s hidden M-level mission wasn’t done yet. If he returned now, he’d lose both the M-level reward and the thirty system points.

  Of course, he couldn’t tell anyone that. So every day, he came up with a new excuse—sightseeing today, bad weather tomorrow, twisted ankle the next day—none of which made sense.

  Qiao Xier was furious but helpless.

  "Zhang Yang, you’ve been stalling for over half a month. Fly back tomorrow, or I’ll come to Shanghai myself and drag you back."

  "Senior, come on, I finally got a chance to chase a beauty. Don’t be so cruel!"

  "Pfft, chasing girls versus cancer research—what’s more important? Do you realize every day we delay could cost lives, you heartless jerk!"

  Hearing that, Zhang Yang frowned. "Didn’t I give you all the theoretical data? Is there a problem with the progress?"

  "Yes. We’ve got your theory, but your model only supports developing an effective Super Gene Targeted Drug. Here’s the issue: your NTF chain reaction does help immune genes divide rapidly and create super genes to destroy cancer cells instantly—but we all overlooked one thing: how do we suppress those super immune cells afterward?"

  Zhang Yang stayed silent for a while, then slowly said, "Got it. Book two plane tickets for me."

  "You and Xu Danlu?"

  "Yeah!" Right now, Zhang Yang and Xu Danlu were like fire and tinder, but sharing a room with her parents kept them from going further. Since neither of them could help with the treatment anyway, it made sense to return to Meining and complete his major mission first.

  "Hmph!" Qiao Xier sounded annoyed but reluctantly agreed. "ID card!"

  "Why do you need that? Are we crossing provinces?"

  "Duh, to buy plane tickets!"

  *****

  Xu Danlu hadn’t wanted to return with Zhang Yang, but under Zhang Yang and He Zhen’s combined persuasion, she obediently boarded the early flight back to Meining with him.

  After all, as Zhang Yang said, with three top specialists and a VIP ward, the two of them were basically unnecessary in Shanghai.

  Plus, Xu’s mother felt that Xu Danlu had stayed too long already and was neglecting her studies.

  In the end, Xu Danlu obediently boarded the flight to Meining City. As the plane took off, Zhang Yang’s long-silent system voice finally sounded again: 【M-level Kindness Mission Alert: Accompany Xu Maogen to Shanghai for throat cancer treatment. Mission complete. Reward: M-level item. Choose within five seconds — 1. Advanced Shooting Technique, 2. Advanced Driving Technique, 3. Primary Transfer Technique.】

  "Damn, that’s it?" Zhang Yang was speechless. He’d spent half a month in Shanghai just to hear that? If he’d known, he could’ve finished this mission long ago!

  The three rewards left Zhang Yang conflicted. He knew what the first two meant—shooting and driving—and since both were prefixed with ‘Advanced,’ they were surely powerful, just like the Advanced Combat Technique he already had.

  Over the past few days, he’d practiced the combat techniques that had appeared in his mind and found them incredibly effective—too bad he hadn’t had a chance to test them properly yet.

  It was obvious that Advanced Shooting and Advanced Driving wouldn’t be any worse.

  But this Primary Transfer Technique piqued his curiosity. Humans were always like that—no matter how great the known things were, they were often overlooked, while the unknown always drew attention. Curiosity, plain and simple.

  After a brief thought, Zhang Yang chose the Primary Transfer Technique. Immediately, his head buzzed lightly, and new information seemed to flood into his brain.

  【Primary Transfer Technique: Utilizing quantum oscillation technology, this hypnosis-based implantation method allows a target in deep sleep to learn a specific skill within a short time. The Primary Transfer Technique can transmit ten minutes of information per use, once per day.】

  "Damn! That’s basically a cheat code!" Zhang Yang muttered excitedly after reading the description. In other words, if he learned something useful, he could hypnotize someone and implant that knowledge directly into their brain without them even knowing.

  The downside was that it could only transmit ten minutes of data per session. That was way too little—not even enough to transfer a fifth of an adult video. Given how long it took to explain a complex scientific theory, like his previous NTF chain reaction model, it would take months to transfer the whole thing this way—and only if the target cooperated.

  Still, Zhang Yang was thrilled. The theory mentioned that with Intermediate Transfer Technique, the capacity would increase to one hour per use, and with Advanced Transfer Technique, up to ten hours. Then he could literally mass-produce scientists.

  Of course, Intermediate and Advanced Transfer Techniques would only be unlocked by completing higher-tier missions. For now, he could only play small.

  【Since you’ve completed an M-level system mission, you are awarded +30 system points. Your current points: 20. Title: Promising Youth. Please keep up the good work, Promising Youth. If your system points exceed 100, you will earn the title ‘Moral Model.’ As a Moral Model, you’ll gain one extra point daily.】

  After claiming the M-level reward, Zhang Yang’s system points finally increased. After half a month of suffering, the cursed title above his head was gone. Twenty points meant he now had two options: spend fifty points for emergency assistance again, or earn ten more to qualify for another M-level mission.

  As for exceeding one hundred points—that felt like a distant dream, even if it meant daily gains.

  For now, his top priority was returning to Meining University with renewed confidence.

  Bai brothers, you’d better be ready for me.