Qinghai, Xu Pharmaceutical Group, underground pharmacological laboratory.
The laboratory stretched over thousands of square meters, with several staff members in light blue lab coats hurriedly moving back and forth.
Near the entrance sat an elderly man in a white lab coat, appearing to be in his sixties or seventies, with a balding head, scattered white hair, and round gold-framed glasses that highlighted his wisdom.
The elderly man sat in a chair, carefully observing a transparent potion bottle, occasionally furrowing or smoothing his brow.
Rumble...
A deep rumbling sound suddenly echoed as the lab's explosion-proof door opened.
Immediately, a loud shout was heard.
"Old man, what are you up to!"
The voice was loud and authoritative, causing the staff to halt in their tracks involuntarily.
The elderly man was startled, shivered.
The next second, without thinking, he placed the potion on the table and grabbed another sealed glass cup, which he threw vigorously.
Crash!
