My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1039 - 610: Rebirth and Death

"What about the wisdom of diplomacy? The art of politics? The skills of negotiation?

Don’t they understand the importance of communication, FUXX..."

Seeing the director still mumbling and venting his anger, the deputy beside him didn’t dare to utter a word.

At this moment, a subordinate hurried in and whispered something in the deputy’s ear, causing a slight change in his expression.

"What’s the matter?" Director Naji asked, his anger not yet dissipated as he looked over.

"Is it more bad news from over there?"

"Uh... Director, it’s a negotiation request from Country Hua..." the deputy said with some reluctance.

Negotiation request?

Director Naji was stunned for a moment, then felt a surge of joy.

Yes, yes, it’s just a patent application, the technology hasn’t been fully disclosed, maybe there’s still a chance to salvage this!

Could it be that all of this is just the other party’s strategy of feigned retreat?

Is the threat coming after all?

A glimmer of hope arose in Director Naji’s heart.

"Quickly, what did the other party say?"

"Well... they’ve hinted, both explicitly and implicitly, that they already know who the attackers are and have put forward a few rather excessive conditions, including but not limited to patent exchange, hostage release, and lifting restrictions.

And finally, they said..."

"Said what? Tell me!" Director Naji’s eyes widened.

"They said... if we don’t agree, they’d rather license the technology to the Black Brothers in Africa and Ah San in Tianzhu, rather than any domestic affiliated companies of ours..."

Director Naji: "..."

Have I been working hard all day for nothing, just to end up in a mess?

...

Changqing Biological.

Mechanical Prosthetics Laboratory.

"Nerve connection signals are normal, electronic simulation signals are normal, signal transmission test passed..."

Ning Wuyue sat in a wheelchair, looking at the dozens of signal wires extending from the mechanical port on her leg, connecting to a pair of futuristic metallic prosthetics.

Around her, a group of people in white coats were using various instruments and devices to make final adjustments.

She nervously grasped the large hand of Ning Shisan beside her.

"Uncle, I’m a bit scared."

The mechanical prosthetics technology comprised two parts: one part was closely connected to the body and nerves, surgically installed at the end of the amputated limb, referred to as the "port."

The other part was the main body of the mechanical prosthetics, which, connected to the "port," operated through signal amplification and transmission.

As Ning Wuyue’s wounds had long healed, the stump had to be excised to install the "port," and with adaptation and observation, the installation and adjustment of the mechanical prosthetics were formally scheduled for today.

Ning Shisan was also a bit nervous, but he tried to put on a calm facade to comfort her.

"Don’t worry, this company’s technology is absolutely world-class, they cured my illness. In a moment, you’ll be able to stand again."

Looking at Ning Shisan, the girl nodded, "Uncle, you do look much better lately and don’t cough as often anymore, but...

This place must be expensive, right?"

She discreetly observed the surroundings, the bright decor and the obviously valuable high-end medical equipment, clearly worried about the expenses.

"Haha! Don’t worry, I know the boss here, I helped him a lot before, so this time they’re treating us for free.

Even the prosthetics are a gift, as long as we help fill out a few customer experience surveys later."

Professor Zheng, who had come over to join the excitement, listened with twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Goodness, an anti-cancer injection that costs at least a million per shot, and a premium deluxe prosthetic that exceeds 1.5 million in cost price, and it sounds like you’re talking about free eggs on the street...

I don’t know what kind of relationship these patients have with Chairman Gao, for the company to be this generous, covering all treatment costs.

One is terminally ill, and the other disabled...

And it just so happens to involve the company’s newly developed technology.

What a coincidence, isn’t it?

If it truly is a coincidence, that means these two must have saved the world in their past lives...

"Really?" Perhaps due to her trust in him, Ning Wuyue actually believed him.

She looked at the pair of metallic prosthetics on the platform, her eyes showing a hint of anticipation.

Compared to the mechanical prosthetics she’d seen on television, which only had a few support pieces and couldn’t move freely, the ones here seemed like works of art.

Each bearing, each gear, seamlessly fitted the structure of a human leg, shining with metallic luster under the light.

Even though she felt a bit uncomfortable about wearing such prosthetics, her heart didn’t completely reject them.

After all, being able to stand meant she wouldn’t be a burden to her uncle anymore...

Just then, Sun Bin, head of the mechanical prosthetics project, finished checking all the data and smiled at Ning Wuyue and Ning Shisan.

"It’s ready, all signal tests are normal, you can proceed with the first prosthetic connection!

As it’s the first connection, it might cause some pain, bear with it and it’ll be over.

Also, the exertion parameters need automatic adjustment after the prosthesis is connected, so after installation, it’s best for the patient to gradually adapt and not attempt any large movements.

Although we’ve tried to use ceramic alloys and lightweight materials, each leg weighs only 8.3 kilograms.

But after all, it’s high-strength alloy, it’s more than enough to dismantle our laboratory, haha..."

Sun Bin was clearly trying to ease the patient’s tension, cracking a small joke.

However, Ning Shisan barely listened, somewhat nervously watching the staff remove various signal lines from the girl’s leg, and then bring out those mechanical prosthetics.

"Click!" "Click!" After two crisp mechanical clattering sounds, the girl frowned, gripping Ning Shisan’s hand tightly.

But soon, as the pain subsided, the frown on the girl’s face also eased.

What followed was a brand new, never-before-experienced sensation rising in her heart...

"Xiao Yue, how do you feel?" Ning Shisan asked nervously.

"Hmm... a very strange feeling..."

"Haha! Just after installing the prosthetics, it’s a bit awkward, but you’ll get used to it after a while. Try to move a bit now, keep the movements gentle." Sun Bin reminded.

Ning Wuyue nodded, looking at her prosthetic, cautiously trying to move her ankle based on her already somewhat blurry and long-standing memory of having her limbs intact.

"Ezz~" In the barely audible mechanical transmission sound, the metal foot twisted slightly.

Ning Wuyue’s eyes widened.

So amazing!

Then came the knee, and the toes...

Watching the girl, with his support, slowly stand up, then one step, two steps...

At first, she was a bit unsteady, but gradually the girl’s pace became faster, steadier...

And when the mechanical prosthetics were paired with artificial skin,

Watching the girl in front of him release his hand and stand independently, graceful and poised as if no different from an ordinary person, Ning Shisan’s eyes turned slightly red.

In a daze, memories seemed to return to that war-torn place...

Only this time, countless times in nightmares covered in blood Xiao Yue now slowly overlapped with the innocent and vivacious girl in front of him, then gradually replaced.

In the end, all that was left in his eyes was the face full of surprise, rushing towards him, throwing herself into his arms...

"Uncle, I can walk now!"

Holding the girl tightly, feeling that slightly trembling body.

At this moment, Ning Shisan felt as if his soul was redeemed, and the heavy shackles on him slowly dissipated.

His mouth couldn’t help but curl into a relieved smile.

"Mm! Welcome back, Xiao Yue!"

...

"Hideyoshi, you’ve... finally... returned!" Iwazaki Hanzo weakly looked at his most cherished grandson before him, eyes revealing a hint of a gratified smile.

Dusty and weary from travel, Iwazaki Hideyoshi had just gotten off the plane and hurried over, looking at the emaciated Iwazaki Hanzo before him, his eyes slightly reddened.

"Grandfather! You’ve suffered!"

"Haha! It’s good that you’re back..."

Apart from the two, other important members of the Iwazaki family were also present in the room, as well as a lawyer and a scribe...

Everyone’s face seemed sorrowful, their expressions solemn.

But their glances moved back and forth between Iwazaki Hideyoshi and Hanzo, each harboring their own hidden agenda.

"Grandfather! Rest assured, that Iwazaki Yuhei, I’ll let him fully experience your pain, make him go down to accompany you!"

Thinking of the culprit, Iwazaki Hideyoshi’s face was filled with murderous intent and he gritted his teeth.

If it weren’t for him, grandfather wouldn’t be like this, and I wouldn’t be... that guy deserves to die!

"Mm!"

With such an arrangement, Iwazaki Hanzo just smiled with satisfaction.

Smart yet ruthless, this is the excellent successor I’ve chosen...

"I now... announce... the next... successor... of the Iwazaki family... Iwazaki... Hideyoshi!"

Over half an hour later, after announcing the will and dealing with the aftermath, Iwazaki Hanzo’s gaze went blurry as he looked at the ceiling.

Scenes from throughout his life flashed through his mind like a life recall, finally freezing on that painting.

Flowers blooming with dual faces, life between Buddha and demon...

Having pursued it his whole life, just when he saw hope, in the end, he still couldn’t bring back that Buddha head...

Filled with regret.

Iwazaki Hanzo stared unblinkingly at the ceiling, murmuring in a voice almost inaudible.

"Hideyoshi... remember... what I told you... find... the book... the book..."

In the next moment, his gaze gradually dispersed.

"Grandfather!" "Family Head!"...

A burst of wailing echoed from the room.

In the courtyard, yellowed leaves fell one by one.

Rebirth and death, like a cycle.

Withering leaves decaying, while new buds begin to emerge at the treetops...