22: Chapter 22 Hiding in a Cave to Inject Perfect Essence!
Lin Tian casually asked about the recent situation at home.
Jiang Meier nodded repeatedly, indicating that everything in the backyard was stable.
She, in turn, asked about the whereabouts of Harvey and Old Smith.
Lin Tian told her the truth.
Old Smith still had to stay at the oil field to guard it for a few days, waiting for the machines to be fully operational before leaving.
As for the little fatty Harvey, because he only complained about the hardship along the way, Old Smith had directly laid down the law, making him stay in Boston Town to do hard labor steadily under the newly appointed white manager.
He could only return to the city when he had done the job properly.
"By the way, Young Master, Mrs. Schroeder has returned to San Francisco!" Jiang Meier suddenly remembered something.
Hearing this name, Lin Tian felt a headache coming on.
This Mrs. Schroeder was none other than the little fatty's own mother.
Her temper was completely incompatible with Old Smith's, and they had divorced three times.
Every time they divorced, she would forcefully change her surname back to her maiden name, resolutely refusing to be called Mrs. Smith.
This woman was not simple; she was a former middle school teacher who not only understood literature but also loved listening to European operas.
She even preferred to publish articles in newspapers to denounce local bureaucrats.
Recently, she had even joined some Women's Temperance Union, calling on the Federal Government to issue a prohibition order all over the streets.
Lin Tian couldn't figure out for the life of him how such a knowledgeable new woman, who was at the forefront of the times, could have ended up with a redneck who barely knew a few characters back then.
It was probably because their tempers were so different that they fought for divorce every day.
Yet, Old Smith always managed to use his methods to coax her back into remarrying.
However, this lady had always treated her precious son as the apple of her eye.
Once she discovered that her darling baby had been thrown into a godforsaken salt flat by his own father to eat sand, Lin Tian dared to bet that Old Smith would definitely suffer greatly.
Perhaps the couple would start fighting as soon as they met.
Old Smith would have to clean up this mess himself.
Having been exhausted from traveling for days, Lin Tian went back to his room and fell asleep immediately.
In the evening.
Lin Shi returned to Fu Man Lou Restaurant with a few agile Chinese martial artists.
Only then did Lin Tian recover his energy.
After dinner, the father and son exchanged their respective progress and nodded in affirmation.
Lin Shi mentioned that he had recently taken a fancy to a luxurious manor with high walls in the suburbs of San Francisco.
Seeing that the Lin family's business was expanding, it was very inappropriate to continue using the restaurant's backyard as their residence.
All kinds of people were walking in front of the restaurant every day, making it impossible to guard against thieves.
Plus, since Lin Shi had taken over as the leader of Hongmen and was making drastic changes to the rules, it would definitely affect the purses of a group of people.
Not only did the white gangs outside view him as a thorn in their side, but there were surely people inside Hongmen who wanted his life.
Currently, the Lin family only had the father and son left as the only heirs.
Lin Tian's biological mother had died early; if anything happened to either of the father and son, the empire they had built would be carved up by hungry wolves in an instant.
Moving into a manor that was easy to defend and difficult to attack as their base was imperative.
"Dad, leave the business and reputation to me. You must straighten out Hongmen from top to bottom as quickly as possible! Whoever dares to jump out and block the way, root them out directly, and don't be soft-hearted!" Lin Tian reminded him.
Lin Shi nodded heavily.
Several old faces flashed through his mind—all stubborn old men who used to rely on their seniority to loaf around in the gang, waiting to die, and arguing with him every day.
Previously, he hadn't resorted to violence for the sake of the big picture.
Now was an extraordinary time; if one hesitated when they should act, they would suffer the consequences.
"It is indeed time to send this group of black sheep, who only care about stuffing money into their own pockets, to see the King of Hell!" Lin Shi's murderous intent had risen.
After discussing the serious matters, Lin Tian casually mentioned: "I will go out to take care of some small matters in the next day or two. As for opening the new restaurant, let Situ Meitang be the manager."
Just as Lin Shi wanted to ask in detail what he was going out for, Lin Tian shook his head, and Lin Shi tacitly stopped pursuing the matter.
The next morning, Lin Tian called Situ Meitang to his front and announced the promotion in person.
Don't look at it as just a branch manager.
Fu Man Lou Restaurant was the old business where the Lin family made their fortune; handing over this brand was equivalent to officially bringing Situ Meitang into the Lin family's core circle.
After going to the oil field once, Lin Tian was one hundred percent assured of the young man's character and conduct.
After hearing the appointment, Situ Meitang's eyes turned red with excitement, and he swore on the spot that he would risk his life to repay the Lin father and son for their appreciation.
After dismissing Situ Meitang, Lin Tian didn't alert anyone, quietly took his white bodyguards Tom and Allen, and headed straight for a cave in the suburbs of San Francisco that he had scouted in advance.
He was prepared to inject the Perfect Serum here.
No one knew for sure what would happen after this thing was injected into the body.
Lin Tian didn't want the newspapers to publish a front-page story tomorrow, loudly proclaiming that a Chinese prodigy had suddenly fallen ill and was on the verge of death.
The three of them walked to the cave entrance.
Lin Tian checked inside and out and confirmed there was no danger.
He lit a storm lantern, turned his head, and ordered the two bodyguards holding rifles: "No matter how much noise comes from the cave, you are not allowed to step in even one step. Guard the cave entrance for me until I walk out!"
Tom and Allen looked troubled.
Before Old Smith left, he had given strict orders to ensure the young boss's safety.
Plus, the salary the boss offered was surprisingly high, so they definitely didn't want Lin Tian to have any accidents.
Lin Tian saw their thoughts and comforted them: "Don't worry, it's very safe inside. You just watch the door and don't let anyone get close!"
After speaking, he didn't waste any more words, picked up the lamp, turned around, and walked into the pitch-black cave.
The cave was not deep, only about ten meters.
It had just rained two days ago, so water was seeping from the rock walls, and a small puddle had accumulated on the ground.
Lin Tian found a dry, large rock, sat down cross-legged, and placed the lamp by his feet.
The dim, yellow firelight illuminated the surroundings with flickering shadows, looking somewhat creepy.
He had no intention of worrying about the environment and directly took out the glowing blue glass test tube.
He used a special syringe to extract all the serum inside.
Staring at the glowing needle tip, Lin Tian swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Gritting his teeth, he aimed the needle at the major artery in his arm and jabbed it in hard.
With a sudden push of his thumb, all the blue liquid was instantly injected into his body.
Inside his blood vessels, the T-virus rushed around like crazy, forcibly merging with blood cells, crazily devouring and reorganizing.
The external manifestation erupted instantly.
Lin Tian only felt his body was as hot and dry as if it were being roasted on a fire.
His skin turned red visibly to the naked eye, just like a shrimp that had just come out of the pot.
An indescribable, excruciating pain shot straight to his brain.
The blood vessels under his skin bulged, like veins about to burst.
His muscles, internal organs, and even the crevices of his bones were all aching as if they were being torn apart.
"Ah—!"
The shrill scream echoed against the stone walls.
It was fortunate that he had chosen a wilderness area.
If he were in the city, this commotion would have long since attracted the entire city's police force.
Hearing the screams from inside the cave that sounded like a slaughtered pig, the two big men guarding the entrance were scared pale.
"Good heavens, is the boss suffering inside?"
"Did he encounter a wild beast? That's not right; this cave only has one exit, and I checked inside and out several times—there wasn't even a large rat!" The short, chubby Allen stomped his feet in anxiety.
The lanky Tom held his gun and paced around anxiously: "Should we rush in and check?"
"But the boss gave a death order: we are absolutely not allowed to step inside!"
The two of them were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
The screams from the cave were continuous.
Lin Tian had indeed underestimated the domineering nature of this potion.
But then again, this was reorganizing human genes from the root.
The fact that the system could eliminate all risks of turning into a monster was already a heaven-defying feat.
To want to be reborn and become a superman in a short time without suffering any pain would simply violate the iron law of biological evolution.