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The woman continued to explain the powerful characteristics of the Cell calmly, her voice imbued with a convincing confidence. "We have discovered that this mysterious Cell not only has the ability to reactivate dead stem Cells but can also cause them to rapidly divide and diversify into different types of tissue Cells within a short period. This means we can precisely control their developmental direction, allowing us to repair and replace damaged organs and tissues. This technology is not limited to treating diseases; it may redefine the limits of human existence."
Jonas listened to her explanation, feeling a sense of awe at the potential of this technology. The Cell sounded almost like a scientific miracle, and if successfully applied, it would completely change the face of medicine and possibly usher humanity into a new era.
At that moment, Raymond, sitting next to Jonas, leaned in slightly and whispered, "That's Isabella Holt, the head of the Light Activation Project."
Upon hearing that name, Jonas couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly in surprise. "Her? She looks like she's not even forty."
Raymond nodded, his eyes reflecting genuine admiration for Isabella as he quietly explained, "That's right; she is indeed under forty. But don't let her age and appearance fool you. Isabella is one of the top biologists in the world today. Her intelligence and talent are among the rarest on Earth."
Raymond paused briefly, seemingly considering how best to describe Isabella's achievements before continuing, "She has shown extraordinary talent since childhood and received multiple significant awards in biology by her early twenties. The Light Activation Project is her brainchild; this initiative aims to push the limits of human physiology using cutting-edge biotechnology to enhance human health and longevity. You could say that the entire project relies on her knowledge and insight."
Jonas nodded thoughtfully, turning his gaze back to Isabella, who was still explaining while displaying a series of complex data on an electronic screen with focused confidence. Although he didn't know much about biotechnology, he could see that this young woman possessed unparalleled intelligence and determination. Being at the core of such an important project at her age was proof enough of her extraordinary capabilities.
Seeing that Jonas seemed interested in the matter, Raymond added, "Isabella is not only theoretically gifted; she is also very skilled at translating these theories into practical applications. The success of the Light Activation Project is due not only to her innovative thinking but also to her ability to lead the entire team precisely toward their goals. Every step forward in this project is thanks to her direct guidance."
Jonas scrutinized Isabella once more as she continued her presentation, showcasing intricate data with an intense yet confident demeanor. This seemingly young woman possessed such profound knowledge and influence that it instilled a newfound respect in Jonas.
"Impressive," Jonas murmured, his tone laced with admiration.
Raymond chuckled softly and patted Jonas on the shoulder. "Yeah, she really is impressive. With her at the helm this time, we might witness something truly remarkable. But don’t be intimidated by her aloof exterior; she genuinely cares about every detail concerning her team and the project."
Jonas nodded slightly, gaining a deeper understanding of the mission he was about to partake in. This was not just an ordinary task; it was a scientific exploration that could change the future, and he stood on the brink of this revolution.
Isabella continued to speak confidently and firmly, as if she could already see the future of humanity right before her eyes. The attendees around her were completely focused, captivated by her words, their gazes following Isabella's explanations, fully immersed in the grand blueprint she was painting. With fluent language and precise data, she broke down complex scientific concepts into easily understandable ideas, making it feel as though these technological breakthroughs were about to propel the world into a new era. The atmosphere in the room gradually heated up, as if everyone was eagerly anticipating that perfect future on the horizon.
Isabella's voice flowed like a beautiful melody; she was not just discussing science but weaving an enchanting vision of the future with her words. As she spoke, the future appeared bright and full of hope—a time when diseases would be eradicated, and life would be extended and enhanced seemed just within reach. The attendees' eyes sparkled with anticipation, as if Isabella held not only the key to technology but also the switch to humanity's fate.
However, Jonas felt himself slowly drifting away from this collective enchantment. His attention began to wane from Isabella's words, his gaze becoming vacant as his thoughts wandered elsewhere. For him, talk of cell regeneration and grand plans for humanity felt like a language from another world. He had fought valiantly on the battlefield; he was well-versed in survival and defeating enemies. But these specialized terms from biotechnology were like hieroglyphics to him, completely beyond his comprehension.
Jonas furrowed his brow, a sense of helplessness rising within him. He knew he did not belong in this world; every word and term felt foreign and alienating. These people seemed excited about an invisible future, but Jonas felt that future was too distant for him. To him, those profound technological breakthroughs and theoretical studies were nothing more than background noise—neither igniting his passion nor resonating with him.
He relaxed his body slightly against the back of his chair, his gaze becoming increasingly unfocused. As Isabella continued her eloquent discourse, he felt like an outsider in an incomprehensible foreign realm. Jonas understood clearly that his true strength lay in taking action rather than grappling with obscure theories and visions. His thoughts began to wander back to moments on the battlefield, recalling those simple and direct instances where only life and death mattered—those were the moments he was familiar with.
Isabella's voice still echoed in his ears, but Jonas no longer paid attention to the content. He realized that no matter how great these plans might be, they ultimately required someone to implement them—and perhaps he was that person who needed to take action. As for those technical details, whether he listened or not seemed irrelevant to him now.
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