Chapter 270: The Story
The attendees’ eyes lit up. Dr. Balt’s explanation was straightforward, and everyone understood the implications.
Who wouldn’t want to live a few years longer? Especially for those in high positions of power, longevity was an irresistible temptation.
While the fruit’s actual problems went far beyond the “minor flaws” Dr. Balt casually mentioned, the allure of extended life would undoubtedly mobilize the entire civilization. With enough resources and effort, these “minor flaws” might indeed become trivial.
“Doctor, is there anything your research team still needs? Let us know, and we’ll make it happen as best we can,” General Masai said bluntly. He knew that dealing with scientists required a direct approach.
The subtext was clear: We’re deeply interested in this project. Request whatever resources you need to produce results as quickly as possible. Once you succeed, everything else can be negotiated.
For those stationed in the T85 Star System, this fruit represented an unprecedented opportunity. If they could independently develop something so valuable and unique, their influence within their civilization would grow immensely.
However, their fleet was a combat and frontier-expansion force. Its cargo was primarily weapons, space factories, and fortress components. The personnel were mostly soldiers, leaving limited room for researchers and precision instruments.
Moreover, the fleet had been assembled and constructed entirely in space. The delicate equipment essential for such research was manufactured on the Riken homeworld and wasn’t designed to endure the turbulence of atmospheric transport.
Dr. Balt, no superhuman, shook his head and said, “We lack specialized instruments and enough researchers in this field. With our current resources, it would be nearly impossible to achieve meaningful results quickly.”