Chapter 238: Just Try It

Murphy spent an afternoon verifying the feasibility of the mental network and fixing some previously unconsidered issues, such as lowering the communication bandwidth so that everyone could only transmit information through text and voice, rather than directly sending thoughts and ideas.

The latter, although more efficient, would carry a large amount of subjective feelings, concepts, and thought links and noise, causing the receiver to have difficulty objectively receiving necessary information, and even causing confusion of thought in severe cases.

After the experiment, Murphy arranged for Boris—who was still appearing outside under the name Morpheus Anon—to establish a cancer research center.

On the same day, the research center issued an announcement, announcing the recruitment of 1,200 information labelers. Their main work was to be responsible for labeling and encoding normal tissues and cancer cell tissues collected by the Umbrella Company from various channels.

Upon employment, each of them would sign a special confidentiality agreement.

This *Seed of Soul* magic agreement would implant a three-month communication *Seed of Soul* deep in their souls. When the labelers performed their work, the communication *Seed of Soul* would automatically record their labeling information for specific numbered samples, and this sample would eventually be mailed back to the Magic Research Institute, becoming the physical data for feeding the "cancer cell killer bacterial group."

The whole process was even carried out without the labelers being able to notice at all.

They would only know that they were participating in a research project related to cancer treatment, but they knew nothing about the specific content of the project.

After making these arrangements, the observation of the group A gnomes also approached the end.

"The repair effect of transgenic adenovirus on aging began to appear on the second day, the effect gradually rose, reached its peak on the fifth day, and maintained for about two days, then the adenovirus disintegrated on its own, and the whole process was very safe."

"After measurement, the aging index of group A gnomes decreased by an average of 17%. The effect was nearly twice as strong as that of non-replicating viruses."

In the laboratory, Andrew Tooke reported, "In addition, the measurement of toxic side effects is still in progress. Currently, there is no major abnormality, and long-term effects require more experiments to observe. But I think we can celebrate in advance."

Murphy smiled. "Thanks to everyone's sincere efforts."

"It's mainly your guidance and magic, Director." Andrew said.

"Has the adenovirus in the group C gnomes been purified?"

Group A still needs more evaluation and clinical trials to draw conclusions.

This set of transgenic viruses might be able to be sold for money.

A potion that can reverse the aging degree by 17%—although this aging degree assessment is not completely linked to physical age, the change is still obvious enough, especially for parts related to cell aging.

For example, Alzheimer's disease caused by nerve cell damage, skin wrinkles, age spots, presbyopia, etc., will all be greatly improved due to the reduction of cell aging level.

Its effect is almost immediate and visible to the naked eye.

He believes that there are plenty of rich people in this world willing to take out half of their family wealth to buy this potion.

However, compared to group A which can be promoted, for the treatment of Murphy's own illness, the adenovirus in group C is more ideal.

He can kill these viruses at any time through the *Seed of Soul*, and can even issue more complex treatment orders, which directly saves him the steps of verifying clinical safety.

"Purified. According to your weight analysis, about forty units is more appropriate." Andrew Tooke handed a syringe to Murphy. "After injecting the syringe, you should also have some inflammatory reactions, maybe fever, runny nose, etc. You will feel very weak. We suggest you undergo treatment under comprehensive monitoring."

"Let's do it."

He didn't plan to wait any longer. Every extra day, the cancer risk in his body increased a little. Accepting anti-aging treatment earlier could reduce the burden on his body earlier.

Two hours later, Murphy moved into the medical monitoring room, and six medical experts in various fields were on standby at any time.

Subsequently, Murphy issued a treatment order for his own aging to the virus in the syringe and injected it into his body.

In the evening, he began to have a fever, his whole body was in pain, and his throat was thirsty. He drank a small sip of *Draught of Living Death* before he could fall asleep.

On the other side, while Murphy was receiving treatment at the Magic Research Institute, Christmas arrived.

Most little wizards and professors chose to go home to spend the holiday with their families.

But there were still many poor wretches in Hogwarts who had nowhere to go, such as Harry, such as Tom.

And some professors who had homes but were alone when they went back, such as McGonagall and Snape, and of course Murphy.

However, Murphy had already left the school, so the school was left with a group of orphans, single dogs—and a single cat.

"You must look for clues about Flamel well. I have a book list here, all about alchemy. You can't be lazy during the winter break." Hermione handed a book list to Harry. "Once you find anything, send an owl to tell me."

"Seriously, why do we always let her command us." Ron muttered after Hermione left.

He didn't go home either. The Weasleys went to Romania to see his brother Charlie.

"Alright, stop complaining. At least she gave us a book list, didn't she?" Tom said, crossing out two on the book list. "Don't look at these two, there's nothing. I'll check these few, you guys divide the rest."

In the evening, in the empty dormitory, Tom was flipping through a "List of Ancient and Modern Alchemy." He was just flipping through it casually and didn't hold much hope, but as soon as he opened the table of contents, the name Nicolas Flamel appeared in the third chapter.

"Chapter 3, Nicolas Flamel and his *Philosopher's Stone*."

Tom was startled, hurriedly flipped to the corresponding page, read the introduction in one breath, and suddenly let out a long breath.

So that's it!

*Philosopher's Stone*!

The thing behind the trapdoor is the *Philosopher's Stone*!

Only the *Philosopher's Stone* is worth the Headmaster and professors spending so much effort to protect.

He was so excited that he wanted to tell Harry and Ron immediately. However, it was already late

But does this count as completing the mission?

Sure enough, the moment he thought this, the Guidebook changed.

"Main Mission: Explore the secret of the fourth-floor corridor. Completed!"

"Mission Rewards: Magic Power Increase. Flight Spell. Legilimency."

"Holder, please prepare to claim your rewards."

A moment later, Tom felt a vast amount of knowledge appear in his mind, and it felt as if his sensitivity to magic power had also increased by a notch.

"Is this the effect of the Magic Power Increase?"

It was a pity that such rewards seemed rare; otherwise, he should be able to become stronger than all the students very soon.

But it was already quite good now. He tried the Flight Spell; a black mist surged around his body, but it could only lift him about two feet off the ground, and the flight speed was extremely slow, far inferior to a flying broomstick.

He knew this was because his magic power level had not yet reached the standard required by the spell.

However, even so, he still played with it in the dormitory for quite a while.

"If Dean knew about this spell, he would definitely go crazy."

Finally, his attention turned to the last reward.

Legilimency.

The Guidebook's rewards were indeed very powerful; he seemed to have understood everything about this spell, as if he had practiced it countless times.

However, performing Legilimency on himself still felt somewhat dangerous.

He thought for a long while and decided to wait until tomorrow when he found Harry and Ron to use the spell on himself; that way, even if something went wrong, they could find a professor to help.

However, when he lay in bed, he couldn't sleep no matter what. After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, he finally climbed up.

"Forget it, just try it."

"Just once."

(End of chapter)