American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

## Chapter 154: Dinner Party, Citywide Alert

At the open-air restaurant, the welcome dinner party for Kane was underway.

Over a dozen manor maids, dressed in black and white maid outfits, bustled between the chef's station and the dining tables, delivering delicacies on silver platters to the specially custom-made, widened, and thickened oak long table.

Tang Song naturally sat at the head of the table. To his left was Lane, followed by Skye, Fox, and Selene.

To his right was Kane, followed by Professor Connors, Sloan, and Lucien.

The two little girls, Gu Zi Yun and Zheng Duo En, sat at the very end of the oak long table, one on each side.

It could be said that for this welcome dinner for Kane, Tang Song had summoned the people in charge of his various industries.

The seating arrangement clearly showed how much Tang Song valued the two brothers, Lane and Kane.

Even more than his several women.

However, among those present, even the women who followed Tang Song had no complaints about this seating arrangement.

Kane and Lane could be said to be the earliest confidants who followed Tang Song.

Below Tang Song, perhaps only the mistress of the manor could surpass them in status.

But at this dining table, no one could be called the mistress of this manor yet.

According to the customs of the Federation, Skye, Fox, and Selene, while referred to as mistresses, were more like Boss Tang's paramours.

Tang Song raised his glass from time to time, occasionally spoke a few words, and asked Kane about the situation in East Africa.

He clinked glasses with Kane and Lane beside him and raised his glass to the others at the table.

Led by him, the entire table was filled with clinking glasses and lively conversation.

Soon, more than half of the Romanée-Conti in the five decanters was gone.

Delicacies were brought to the table by the maids like a flowing stream, and everyone ate and drank merrily.

The only exception was perhaps Selene. In the tall glass in front of her was a bright red liquid. Although she occasionally raised it to drink the "red wine" in her glass along with everyone else's drinks,

she didn't touch any of the delicacies on the table.

Tang Song saw this, put down his wine glass filled with red wine, and his gaze fell on Professor Connors.

"Professor, what's the progress on the Perfect Blood?"

"Huh?"

On the red willow skewers were pieces of meat with alternating fat and lean sections. The chef had mastered the heat perfectly. Professor Connors seemed to really enjoy these Middle Eastern-style skewers, eating one in each hand, his mouth greasy with oil.

Hearing Tang Song's question, he quickly put down the skewers in his hands.

He took out a paper towel from the table and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"We analyzed the Perfect Blood and found that this gene is a mutation that occurred after being stimulated by a virus.

Generally speaking, the probability of this kind of gene mutation producing such a perfect effect is one in several hundred million.

It's very difficult to artificially replicate this mutation!"

"However, we combined the Perfect Blood with the Alien Gene, and the two bred a new species with stronger adaptability.

This species is more adaptable, and the DNA chain inside its body is not afraid of the high temperature electric current on the Zero Genetic Chain.

We combined the DNA chain of this species with the gene chain of the Zero Experiment Subject and successfully created a New Lifeform!

This creature possesses Zero's Super Recovery, the Three-Headed Dragon Form, and its three heads can simultaneously spew Lightning Storms..."

"The experiment was successful! Why wasn't I informed!"

Listening to Professor Connors, Tang Song interrupted him, his gaze towards Professor Connors sharp as a knife.

The person in charge of such an important experiment project had a major breakthrough but didn't report it.

Professor Connors' behavior reminded Tang Song of the Parker couple who once worked for Oscorp, and the unlucky Norman Osborn.

"Boss, I wasn't intentionally concealing the experiment's progress. It's just that the Experimental Subject Defect was too obvious, and I wanted to report to you after the experiment was completely successful!"

As Professor Connors' gaze met Tang Song's, he involuntarily recalled the scene of the Shapeshifter bursting into Blood Mist. He quickly explained.

"Experimental Subject Defect? Tell me in detail?" Tang Song became interested.

The clinking of wine glasses and the sound of conversation at the entire table seemed to quiet down by a few decibels.

The crowd's gazes all turned towards Professor Connors.

Replicating King Ghidorah by transcribing its genes to create a Three-Headed Dragon Serum similar to the Lizard Serum was a project Tang Song greatly valued.

It could be said that all the research at the Hive Laboratory, whether on the Perfect Blood or the Alien Research, served this project.

Now that the experiment had a breakthrough, although Professor Connors said the Experimental Subject Defect was obvious,

compared to the last time, when he personally operated in the laboratory, the situation where the experimental subject cells couldn't withstand the Ghidorah Gene Chain was clearly much better.

Professor Connors explained the experiment's situation in detail to Boss Tang: "Boss, you should know that according to the Hayflick Limit, human cells die after dividing 52 times due to self-produced toxins. Theoretically, '52 times' is the limit for human cells to divide on their own and maintain the body's metabolism cycle.

But after the Perfect Blood and Alien Gene fused, the new gene chain produced, after successfully fusing with the Zero Gene, the number of times the cells underwent Telomere Shortening was greatly reduced..."

"Reduced to how many?" Tang Song asked! Professor Connors gave a bitter smile: "The experimental subject lived for only three days from its birth in the culture dish until its death!"

"It wasn't due to Genetic Collapse?" Tang Song questioned!

The maximum number of times human cells undergo Telomere Shortening gives humans a normal lifespan of 120 years.

Three days. Tang Song felt that the experimental subject's death was more like a collapse of the gene chain.

Hearing Tang Song's doubt, Professor Connors shook his head:

"We examined the experimental subject's Corpse. Its gene chain was intact, and all its organs and tissues were fine. The cause of death was that the Telomere Shortening reached its limit..."

"You just said you wanted to wait until the experiment was successful before informing me. Do you have a method to solve this problem?"

"Boss, among our current experimental subjects, only Vampires and Werewolves can break through the natural human lifespan.

However, once the genes of either combine with the Zero Gene, it triggers the high-strength electric current inherent in its gene chain..."

Talking about this topic, Professor Connors, as a seasoned science and engineering man, immediately became energetic.

When he talked about Werewolves and Vampires, Selene and Lucien's expressions became slightly awkward.

"We've tried many times, but the genes of both are incompatible with the Zero Gene, so I changed my approach!"

Professor Connors originally wanted to build a little suspense, but after seeing Tang Song's calm gaze, he gave an awkward smile: "I was thinking, if we could just increase the number of times the experimental subject's cells undergo Telomere Shortening, this experiment could also be considered a success!"

"Cough cough!"

Lane, who was drinking red wine beside him and listening with great interest, choked on his red wine and coughed repeatedly after hearing what Professor Connors said.

Thanks to his Super Intellect Mutant Ability, Lane held four doctorate degrees, including a PhD in Biology from the University of Munich.

He naturally understood Professor Connors' remarks.

It was precisely because he understood that he felt shocked.

One must know that solving the problem of the limit of Telomere Shortening in biology is equivalent to breaking the forbidden zone of God.

This means that human lifespan would be greatly extended!

Professor Connors sounded like a counterfeit money dealer printing fake bills, who couldn't figure out how to overcome the anti-counterfeiting marks on US Dollars, and then suddenly slapped his head.

'Let's go capture the Federal Reserve's printing plant and print cash directly using their printing presses.'

"I'm fine, Boss, please continue!"

The few people present all looked at Lane. Lane quickly waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"Boss, do you remember the plant remains found inside the Bornean Python in Borneo?"

"Blood Orchid!" Tang Song looked at Professor Connors, his expression pensive.

"We conducted experiments using the extract from these plant remains and extended the experimental subject's survival time from the original three days to one week!"

Professor Connors said regretfully: "The plant remains found in the Abdomen of that Giant Python were really too little.

Otherwise, we would definitely be able to restore the number of times the experimental subject's cells undergo Telomere Shortening to a normal value, or even break this limit!"

Lane listened beside him, somewhat shocked. Listening to Professor Connors, it seemed he really had captured the Federal Reserve's printing plant.

Lane's shock continued until Boss Tang turned his gaze towards him.

"Boss, the gunmen sent to Borneo have already entered the rainforest. There should be information soon!"

Lane understood the meaning in Tang Song's gaze and quickly said.

Tang Song nodded, picked up his wine glass with one hand, stood up, took the decanter from the table, and walked over to Professor Connors. Under Professor Connors' flattered gaze, he poured him a glass of Romanée-Conti.

Clink! "Professor, congratulations on your experiment's success in advance. If this project goes smoothly, I will give you 5% shares in the Tang Biomedical Company that will be established later, and an additional reward of one hundred million US Dollars!"

Tang Song clinked glasses with Professor Connors and promised him.

"Thank you, Boss, I will definitely complete this project!"

Unconcealable joy flowed from Professor Connors' eyes.

One hundred million US Dollars. Although Professor Connors was a top biologist, his net worth was only a few million before meeting Boss Tang.

In the entire Federation, he wasn't considered poor, but among that group of rich people, there was no comparison.

One hundred million US Dollars was enough for him to achieve financial freedom, and even more crucially, the 5% shares in Tang Biomedical Company.

If his experiment could truly succeed and produce an agent that could break the forbidden zone of God,

it was imaginable that the future market value of Tang Biomedical Company would be at least in the trillions.

5% shares would be enough to make him one of the top few rich people in the Federation.

Perhaps it was the aftereffect of the red wine, as Professor Connors' face flushed.

Thinking of the one hundred million US Dollars in cash and the 5% shares, he was filled with drive, wishing he could transform into his Lizard Form right now, rush to the laboratory, and tackle the project overnight.

However, even the cleverest housewife cannot cook without rice. He didn't have the Blood Orchid for the experiment on hand and could only watch the project be put aside.

Tang Song held the decanter and went around the oak long table, pouring wine for everyone.

Sloan's face and eyes were full of fanaticism. Lucien, holding his wine glass, had a similar demeanor.

When facing the wine glasses extended by the two girls, Zheng Duo En and Gu Zi Yun, Tang Song directly gave each of them a flick on the forehead.

"Ya xi, Uncle, we're not children anymore! And if I remember correctly, you slept with this stinky girl..."

Gu Zi Yun looked defiant and provoked Boss Tang with her gaze.

Since taking the agent brought from the Organization, Gu Zi Yun's suppressed strength had not only been liberated,

but her temperament had also changed quite a bit, becoming slightly more empathetic.

But Boss Tang didn't indulge her. He directly pressed her face and forcefully suppressed her.

When he came to Selene, Tang Song didn't pour wine. Looking at Selene's spirited side profile, he looked up and said to Professor Connors: "Professor, later, have the laboratory establish another project to see if we can help the Vampire Clan get rid of their Blood Dependence and eat normal Food! The laboratory can directly submit a Funding Request there. Lane, you approve the request, and Red Queen, omit the online procedure directly!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Three voices sounded simultaneously. One was Professor Connors across the table.

Another was Lane.

And the third was the voice of the little girl Red Queen coming from the tablet computer Skye was holding. As a senior Internet Addict Girl, even when gathering for a meal, she always had her computer with her.

Of course, Skye wasn't binge-watching shows or chatting; she was busy with serious business.

In Monaco, Red Queen's IP was almost locked onto by another Artificial Intelligence.

Although Skye later learned from Tang Song that the Artificial Intelligence was J.A.R.V.I.S. from Stark Industries,

as the person in charge of the Skynet Information Department, Skye learned from the painful lesson.

After some pillow talk, she successfully obtained a sum of funds.

Not only did she purchase the latest model of large Computer Hosts, but she also planned to offer high prices to recruit a few more Hacker Masters to improve Red Queen's performance.

Listening to Tang Song's words, a hint of emotion flashed in Selene's cold gaze.

She gently reached out and tugged at the corner of Tang Song's clothes...

......

"Cheers!"

Fox, this former female hitman from the Brotherhood of Assassins, was considered the most sensible among his women.

After Tang Song finished pouring her wine, she raised her wine glass and drank a glass with Boss Tang.

Skye's mouth was full of meat, her cheeks puffed up like a squirrel hiding nuts.

"Mumble mumble..."

Tang Song hadn't even finished pouring wine for Fox yet when she reached out her greasy little claws, extending her wine glass.

Tang Song deliberately glanced at her with a look of disgust, reached out and scratched the bridge of her nose, then took out a paper towel and wiped her mouth.

Skye pouted, letting Tang Song wipe her mouth with a docile expression.

........

Tang Song finished pouring a round of wine. By the time he returned to his seat, the main course of the dinner party began to be served.

Four chefs carefully carried the Golden Roasted Whole Camel and placed it on the huge oak long table.

In the middle of the oak long table, a large space was specially left open and covered with a thick layer of silver tin foil.

An Arab chef, his head wrapped in a White Cloth, held a long dining knife and cut open the belly of the Golden Roasted Whole Camel.

Steaming White Qi, accompanied by an aroma, rushed towards them.

The grease inside the whole camel, along with stewed rice mixed with almonds and pine nuts, poured out from the camel's belly, covering the tin foil in a thick layer.

The Arab chef, wearing transparent food gloves, waited until most of the rice had poured out, then pulled out the remaining rice, revealing a roasted lamb inside.

The lamb, which had already been roasted beforehand, was further heated by the high temperature charcoal fire inside the camel's belly. The lamb, coated early with honey seasoning, emitted an aroma of roast meat.

Placing the roasted lamb on the spread-out rice, the Arab chef changed to another dining knife.

He cut open the lamb's Abdomen and took out a roasted grouse, red all over with crispy skin.

After taking out the grouse, he took two silver platters from a kitchen assistant beside him.

He continued by switching to a smaller dining knife, cut open the grouse's Abdomen, and took out a roast fish from inside.

Carefully placing the roast fish onto another silver platter, this time he didn't continue to cut open the fish's belly.

Instead, he carried it and a silver dining knife to Tang Song.

"Boss, according to the way Roast Camel is eaten, the eggs inside this fish's belly need to be distributed by you!"

Tang Song directly picked up the Knife and Fork, cut open the fish's belly, revealing the eggs inside dripping with butter.

"Come, Kane, I said I'd give you a welcome dinner. How about you taste this camel that was roasted for a day and a night?"

Kane was straightforward. He took the silver Fork from Tang Song's hand, directly put the egg into his mouth in one bite, chewed a couple of times, and swallowed it.

"Still not as comfortable as eating a large Steak!"

Hearing Kane's words, Tang Song laughed heartily and told the chefs to continue serving large Steaks and Roasted Dinosaur Meat Skewers...

......

Just as Tang Song was holding the welcome dinner party for Kane.

Everyone under all the bosses in New York,

plus Tang Song's own Cleaners and the forces of other Outer Leaders, had all been dispatched. Their sole purpose was to find the guy Boss Tang was looking for.

In New York, which was already not peaceful at night, thugs could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, riding motorcycles and running around with photos of Alexander Corvinus.

The Street Racers roaring past also lost interest in mugging people.

Instead, they were constantly staring at elderly people on the streets and in shops, especially white-haired white people.

When they saw someone who looked similar to the person in the photos, they would step forward and stop them, pinning them against the wall for careful comparison.

What was strange to these elderly white men who suffered undeserved harassment was that these young thugs unexpectedly didn't show any weapons or try to steal their wallets.

At most, after discovering they weren't the person in the photos, they would impolitely spit at them.

The Police Officers at the New York Police Department (NYPD) were also frustrated after receiving the reports.

When they first received the reports, they would call nearby Police Officers on duty to check the situation.

But as this situation, where no money was stolen and no physical harm was done, only rudeness, spread to all districts of New York,

Police Stations in various jurisdictions across New York received at least a hundred such calls in one night.

Not only were they puzzled, but some Vigilantes were also puzzled!

......

In a brightly lit convenience store, two Black Persons wearing Leather Jackets with letters tattooed on their heads burst in.

The Asian young man working as the cashier's first reaction was to raise his hands and shout:

"The Money is in the cash register..."

"Hey, Yellow... Asian kid, we're not robbers. Have you seen this person in the photos? Think clearly before you speak!"

A Black Strong Man spread out the crumpled photos in his hand and asked him fiercely.

When he was about to shout "yellow-skinned monkey" as he usually would, his accomplice beside him heavily elbowed him from behind. He quickly changed his words and used a different appellation.

This wasn't Kingpin's New York anymore. He didn't want to be dragged away by those Cleaners one day and sent to that person's dining table!

"No, I haven't seen him!"

The Asian young man looked at the unfamiliar face in the photos and shook his head.

"F*ck you!"

While the Asian young man was trembling with fear, the two Black Persons cursed and then left in a hurry.

Before the Asian young man could lower his hands, the convenience store's Gate was pushed open again.

This time, two white Big men came in, and they were both holding Guns.

"The Money is in the cash register, I can get it for you!"

The white Big man directly reached into his Pocket and pulled out a photo.

"Have you seen this person?"

The Asian young man looked at the photos. Although they were much flatter than the photos the two Black Persons had, he could still tell it was the same person.

The Asian young man quickly shook his head! Not getting the information they wanted, the two white Big men didn't waste words. They directly put their hands holding Guns into their Pockets and turned to leave.

"Phew!"

This time, the Asian young man finally lowered his hands. He had just let out a sigh of relief and was wondering about the identity of the Elder in the photos when,

the convenience store's door was pushed open again. The two Strong men who came in this time were one Black Person and one white. From their expressions, they were clearly not customers coming to shop.

The Asian young man skillfully raised his hands.

........

"The entire New York Gangs are in chaos. Who exactly are you looking for?"

On the Rooftop of a Tall building, Matt Murdock, wearing a dark red tight suit, had transformed into Daredevil in the night.

He was interrogating the Strong man in front of him, who was beaten black and blue.

"Mumble mumble..." The Strong man shook his head, lying on the ground. Although his face was beaten like a pig's head, he refused to speak no matter what.

Matt Murdock walked over, directly grabbed the Strong man's ankle, and forcibly dragged him to the edge of the Rooftop while he was in terror.

Then, grabbing his ankle, he lifted him up headfirst.

"I'll ask again, who exactly are you looking for?"

"Ahhhh~"

The Strong man was hung upside down from the top of the hundred-meter-tall Tall building, terrified, he let out piercing screams.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Pull me up, I'll tell you..."

"The person in the photos, it seems he hired a Hired Gun to assassinate the Big Boss in Monaco.

I heard Lane offered a sky-high Bounty. Now, not just in New York, but also in Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Washington, many people are looking for him!"

The Strong man was lifted onto the Rooftop, panting heavily. Seeing Daredevil about to throw him down again, he quickly spoke.

"Big Boss, you mean Tang!?"

"Right, right! Besides him, who in the entire New York dares to call himself the Big Boss!"

The Strong man wiped the cold sweat from his Forehead, and incidentally curled his Foot back, hiding his wet pant leg.

"Do you have this person's Whereabouts? If you have any information, you can tell me.

Don't worry, I don't want a single cent of the Bounty on the Black Market, I'll give it all to you!"

Matt Murdock looked amusedly at the thug in front of him who had just been scared so badly he wet his pants.

"You don't want the Money, so what do you want?"

"Of course, the chance to work for the Big Boss!"

The Strong man's expression, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, left Matt Murdock completely silent.

......

"No information? How are you people doing your job? Alexander is your direct leader in the New York branch, and you can't find him?"

Inside the New York branch of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense, the Bald Supervisor Kate Corrigan, who had been transferred from Headquarters to handle this Accident, stood with her hands on her hips, huffing and scolding the Agents in the branch.

Beside her, a tall figure wearing a tall, arm-baring Trench Coat was impatiently pacing back and forth.

His red Skin, demonic face, and two broken horns on his head made the Agents in the New York branch swallow nervously.

(end of chapter)