Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 246 - 187 Where Did the Venom Go _2

Chapter 246: Chapter 187 Where Did the Venom Go _2

Feng Yi showed some interest in Tang Kui’s snake breeding farm. Although he had no intention of running such a business, he was curious to know more about it, especially regarding snake venom.

At the restaurant, Feng Yi was restrained in his eating, consuming not much, and chatted with Tang Kui about the sales of snake venom from the farm.

Meeting Feng Yi here was a rare opportunity for Tang Kui, who was eager to build a good relationship. Seeing Feng Yi’s interest, he spoke at greater length.

He talked about his small factory’s business. Before the New Year, they delivered a batch of dried snake venom powder to their partner pharmaceutical companies and laboratories, and the sales were quite good. He also mentioned some publicly disclosed research findings related to snake venom. These were not particularly significant, influential outcomes, but for the breeders, research value meant business opportunities, which were a good thing.

Feng Yi’s expression did not show it, but inside he was analyzing what Tang Kui had said.

The control over snake venom was strict, and those factories or laboratories would not casually use venom of uncertain origin.

So, the question arose, what exactly was the method Wu mentioned for processing the venom?

Where was the collected venom sent?

Feng Yi continued to eat in the restaurant while listening to Tang Kui discussing the whereabouts of the snake venom.

The Feng family’s old house in Yang City.

Old Man Feng was so angry he smashed a teapot.

He had speculated about where Feng Yi was hurrying off to and whether he was keeping some secret. He had intentionally had people follow him but did not expect the young man to simply go have a meal!

He also did not believe that Feng Yi and Tang Kui would discuss anything significant inside and only instructed his people to continue the surveillance.

And then, he found out that Feng Yi went straight back to his house in Lu Hai after finishing his meal.

Feng Yi knew he was being followed, and he guessed it was probably the old man who had arranged it. He did not care, if they wanted to follow, let them follow; he had no misdeeds to hide from the public eye anyway.

When he arrived home, the presence of the tail disappeared.

After a hearty meal that left him satisfied, Feng Yi then went to find Doctor Wu.

The more he talked to Tang Kui, the clearer it became that venom of dubious origin was difficult to deal with.

Feng Yi was very curious. How was his venom converted into money?

Also, his grandmother too had poisonous fangs. Where did her venom go?

In a time of peace, without revealing one’s secrets, to maximize the value of this venom was indeed no small feat.

There were no useful leads to be found online.

About this, he had previously asked Doctor Wu, but the doctor did not say much, only mentioning that if Feng Yi were to face such a choice, then he would tell the truth.

The topic had not come up because Doctor Wu was still researching Feng Yi’s enhanced venom. It wasn’t an in-depth study, just to see whether to choose the same path as his grandmother.

"Any results from the venom research?" Feng Yi asked.

"Hmm."

Doctor Wu rarely looked so solemn. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "There’s indeed considerable research value, and it could possibly bring you vast wealth, but!"

Doctor Wu locked eyes with Feng Yi, "I still hope you will consider this carefully!"

Feng Yi furrowed his brow, puzzled, "Is it because the origin is hard to explain?"

"No, that’s not the problem. There will be a professional team to handle it!"

"Professional team?" Feng Yi’s spirits lifted.

He knew that dealing with this kind of matter wasn’t something a single person or a few people could easily resolve; it required at least a team!

"Let’s put the team aside for now. What I want you to know is that once you choose, it’s not just going to involve one or a few people!" Doctor Wu said with utmost seriousness, not joking in the slightest.

"Speak in detail," Feng Yi said, feeling a bit anxious.

"You can think of the team behind this as a huge processing machine, and you are the sole supplier of the raw material. Once the ’machine’ starts, it will hardly stop, and then, it will transform these venoms into other precious research materials, subsequently affecting the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people, their careers, dreams, fame, wealth, involving billions in annual financial transactions, and possibly decades of ongoing research. In other words, once you decide to put the venom into this ’machine’ now, you’d best not stop supplying it for the decades to come, likely right up until the moment of your death."

Feng Yi tried to grasp Doctor Wu’s words, "So, the team behind this is actually a ’factory’ that turns the inconvenient-to-disclose venom into other substances that can be released to the public, and then delivers these substances to others to become the focus of more people’s research?"

Venom → Processed into other substances → Other people’s experimental materials

It sounded simple, but Feng Yi knew the team behind this was anything but!

"The team you’re talking about, this ’machine’, are they all insiders?" Feng Yi asked.

"The ’machine’ is just a machine; the others won’t know, but those in control of the ’machine’ are our own people."

Feng Yi was somewhat satisfied with this. The fewer people knew the secret, the better; with a large team, there would have been too many people, and he would have had to worry about the secret being leaked.

"If I choose this path, will I have to provide a sufficient amount of venom every day?" This was something Feng Yi needed to clarify.

"It’s not necessary to supply every day, just to maintain a consistent supply. After obtaining the functional fragments, one can generate a large amount of functional material through amplification, purification, and production techniques. However, due to some limitations, in order to ensure the integrity of the functional fragments, a continuous supply of raw materials is still needed.

"Perhaps during some research peaks, increased supply will be necessary, and you may feel a certain amount of pressure and burden during those times. Not everyone is willing to carry this kind of responsibility and stress, after all, you could have been a wealthy idler with no responsibilities at all, which would have been much more relaxing," Doctor Wu explained.

Feng Yi took these words to heart and understood Doctor Wu’s intention. Doctor Wu was emphasizing a sense of responsibility.

"Is it mandatory? What if I don’t provide as much venom during this peak period you mention?" Feng Yi asked.

"Of course it’s not mandatory; it’s up to you whether or not you supply. If you stop supplying, it won’t have too great an impact on you—just a matter of making a little less money. It might not be the same for others, though. You know what could happen if the supply of core materials were to be cut off."

"Will these researches have a negative impact on society?"

"Research is hard to define absolutely, but, taking the late Madam Feng as an example, her supplied venom has led to many groundbreaking research findings in daily chemicals and pharmaceuticals, and many functional proteins in the venom have not been fully explored to this day."

Feng Yi nodded: "I see, the ’machine’ is mine, so it’s like I’m researching myself, and, overall, it’s for the benefit of society? At the same time, I can also profit from it?"

"That’s one way to put it."

Feng Yi got the answer he was looking for, "If it really works, venom is like gold!"

Doctor Wu corrected, "That’s not the right way to put it; it can be exchanged for countless gold, but gold may not necessarily be exchanged for it."

Feng Yi understood; this meant that money couldn’t necessarily buy it!

All of a sudden, the stakes seemed much higher!

He even felt a little proud.

He had never thought that venom could be so valuable!

But these were still just Doctor Wu’s words, unconfirmed.

"When can I see the ’processing machine’?" Feng Yi asked.

"After you’ve carefully considered it."

Doctor Wu wanted Feng Yi to think it over before making a choice and give an answer after the Lantern Festival. He did not want Feng Yi to make a hasty decision.

He hoped that Feng Yi would take responsibility, rather than just make a quick buck and run.

After speaking with Doctor Wu, Feng Yi returned from the laboratory to upstairs and entered the washroom.

Looking at the two big white teeth in the mirror, he flicked them with his finger.

"Live up to expectations!"