The God of War Chapter 142

The next morning, at the R&D department of the New-Easton Group.

In the laboratory, more than a dozen researchers in sterile clothing carefully carried out the last experiment of Immortal Serum. They eagerly stared at the petri dish on the experimental platform.

The recent clinical trials showed that Immortal Serum could improve the body’s circulation and enhance cell activity. It could greatly enhance the physical constitution of middle-aged and old people and delay aging to a certain extent. It has incredible market value!

“Tell Ms. Easton, tell her immediately!” A gray-haired professor was so excited that his face was red. “Last night, our final improvement of the formula worked. Immortal Serum can officially launch!”

In the past half month or so, they almost didn’t sleep or rest. Finally, they confirmed the final formula of Immortal Serum. This was their first self-developed health product since the establishment of the New-Easton Group. It was huge!

Right at this time.

“Dr. Westwood!” A sudden shout came from the entrance of the laboratory.

Roselyn and Jorge rushed into the laboratory, their faces pale. “Dr. Westwood, other than the staff in your laboratory, does anyone else know the formula of Immortal Serum?”

“What?”

stunned. He scratched his white hair and asked in surprise, “It’s impossible. Everyone has signed the confidentiality regulations. They will not tell outsiders!

“Your documents leaked!”

cried out as tears welled

Glory Group of Cloud City held a press conference and said that it had developed a healthcare drug that specialized in improving vitality. The effect was

for a moment. “Ms. Easton, how, how is this possible?! The raw materials of Immortal Serum, the ratio, the production process… All the files are

this, he froze and then cried out, “It’s Callum, Callum

Callum?

Westwood,

replied in a broken voice, “Before getting off work yesterday afternoon, Callum came to the laboratory and novelxo.com fast updateasked me to report the progress of the experiment.

His palm clenched into a fist

“Ms. Easton!”

of the laboratory, another panicked voice

said in a trembling voice, “Mr. Trevino didn’t

me, what’s wrong with Callum?” Jorge

“He left the country!”

is responsible for the market promotion of

words, Roselyn went limp and tears streamed down her

over, it was

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