Chapter 64: Mad Scientist

"What?" Boris couldn't understand.

"Because of some reasons, my identity in Muggle society—you will understand this term soon, in short, my identity needs to be kept secret. But the founder of the Umbrella Corporation cannot always hide behind the scenes, so I need you to become me, become Morpheus Anon."

"But, we don't look alike at all."

"This doesn't matter. Morpheus Anon itself is a fake identity, and I haven't appeared in public. I can change all the materials to yours. From now on, you are the founder of the Umbrella Corporation. And I will also use your appearance when I appear in the future."

Boris understood. "I am your shadow warrior."

"Not bad."

This is actually something Murphy has always wanted to do.

It's just that he hasn't found a suitable candidate.

Boris is very good. Murphy has read his memory and knows that he is a person with principles and is very smart. Plus, he is currently transformed into a vampire, which is also not tolerated by the Muggle world, so he is suitable to be pulled to his side.

Moreover, he has weaknesses and shortcomings. As long as Mariana is there, Murphy has the confidence that he will not betray.

After thinking for a long time, Boris finally nodded. "Okay."

He had originally planned to use his life to avenge Mariana. If there were no Murphy, his life might have ended there, and it would be full of regrets.

Now Mariana has returned safely, and his previous life has become the past with that True Blood.

Then, for the extra life, besides taking care of Mariana, it seems there is nothing wrong with using it for Murphy. After all, it was because of Murphy that he could earn more, and it is natural to return some to the other party.

Murphy brought Isaac Milburn back to the underground of the mansion and came to a medical laboratory.

Subsequently, Murphy called a few researchers. "The experiment you have always wanted to do, you can do it now."

After speaking, he looked at one of the men wearing gold-rimmed glasses. "Nicklas Duby, I remember you used to be a surgeon? Among the research topics you submitted before, it included the research of Dittany and Beauty Potion on plastic surgery, right?"

"Yes, sir. I am now in Andrew's Transformation Research Group, and the research task assigned to me is about the influence of potions and spells on superficial bodies such as skin."

Murphy nodded and looked at the other two. "Funes Bachmann, Omid Abbott, the research direction you chose is Obliviation Charm, Imperius Curse, right?"

Funes Bachmann is a slightly bald, serious man, while Omid Abbott is slightly chubby and has always had a smile on his face.

Both are psychologists and neuroscientists, and they are committed to studying the relationship between memory, brain, and cognition. 【64-23

"Yes, boss."

"Very good," Murphy said. "You have all submitted ideas to me regarding human experimentation. Generally, my attitude toward this method of testing is much the same as the outside world's. I do not completely forbid human experimentation, but it should only be conducted on the premise that animal testing and in vitro testing cannot achieve the required verification results."

"Even if it must be done, it should only be carried out after sufficient safety assessments, on the premise that it will not cause irreversible harm to the test subjects. Furthermore, the explicit consent of the test subjects must be obtained."

"We cannot treat human beings like beasts."

"This is not only morally wrong, but it is also a matter of adhering to a scientific, rational, and cautious experimental attitude. Conducting experiments harmful to the human body when unnecessary, or treating test subjects too crudely, is a manifestation of a lack of thought regarding one's own experimental plan and a lack of scientific rigor. We absolutely do not advocate for this!"

The researchers in front of him lowered their heads slightly upon hearing this.

Unlike most of the more normal researchers in this institute, they all had a psychological tendency to spare no cost for the sake of scientific research results.

Being in this underground laboratory and having come into contact with something as extraordinary as magic, the "mad scientist" factor in their hearts had been activated.

Since Murphy's experimental goals were not noble, perhaps he did not have many moral demands either?

Thus, they wanted to try experimental methods that would not be permitted in the outside world.

For example, using death row inmates for experiments with mind-related magic to explore research on mind magic, human psychology, memory, and the brain.

But at this moment, after being lectured by Murphy, they felt somewhat uneasy and ashamed. Murphy was right; moral aspects aside, considering how to bypass practical obstacles and directly conduct crude human experiments from the start was clearly a manifestation of treating their own plans too simplistically.

"However, when it is truly necessary, I will also seriously consider your applications."

Murphy suddenly changed the subject.

"And, in fact, there are indeed some people in this world who are not even as good as beasts."

As Murphy spoke, he led them into the laboratory and pointed to Isaac Milburn, who was tied to the operating table.

"This man is a drug lord who has killed countless people. Drug trafficking, robbery, murder, rape, human trafficking—he has committed every evil. Even killing him ten times would not be enough to wash away his sins. For a person like this, there is no need for us to view him as one of our own kind. He is just a fallen beast infected by the most vicious virus."

"To him, human rights have no meaning. Therefore, we naturally do not need to speak of human rights when it comes to him."

"You can do whatever you want to him."

"However, I have a few requirements," Murphy said. "First, do not let him die; he is still useful to me."

"Second," Murphy took out a photo of Alex Wood and handed it to Nicklas Duby, "you can experiment on him with the effects of Dittany, Beauty Potion, and other magic potions on the skin, but I require that in the end, you must perform plastic surgery on him to look like Alex."

"Can you do it?"

Nicklas examined Isaac on the operating table. "He is older than Professor Alex, fatter, and shorter. His face shape is also quite different. Plastic surgery will be a bit troublesome."

"I might need to break his leg bones to let them regrow, shave off some of the bones in his face, and almost all of the facial skin will need to be redone... However, it shouldn't be a big problem. With magic potions like Dittany and Skele-Gro, I believe it can be done."

"Very good. Then he is yours for the next few days."

He then turned to Funes Bachmann and Omid Abbott and said, "I need to erase many of his memories and implant some false ones into him."

"In this process, we can test the effects of hypnosis, electrical stimulation, psychedelic drugs, and other methods on memory-related spells. We can also perform pre-processing on his brain, such as neuron staining, to understand the mechanism of how spells like Legilimency and the Obliviation Charm affect the nervous system. Do you two have any questions?"

"No problem!" The two were very excited.

Omid asked, "Can we open his skull? By using some cleaning spells and a sterile environment, we can ensure that we won't cause him too much damage. But this will help us implant electrodes and other things into his brain, which will allow us to better monitor his brain activity..."

Murphy looked at the two in front of him with admiration. They were truly mad scientists; they certainly had ideas.

"You may. Prepare the plan. I will cooperate with you over the next few days."

(End of chapter)