Chapter 51: The Ninth Research Institute

"Student Wu Bin, when did you get those bruises on your body?"

Hu Ping ultimately could not hold back and asked the question.

Wu Bin smiled slightly.

"Probably when I was climbing the mountain. It's nothing major, no need to be nervous."

No need to be nervous?

The more Wu Bin said this, the more vigilant Hu Ping became.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the train arrived at the station.

Traveling light, Wu Bin started running the moment he got off the train!

The crew and the medical team had also been replaced by a batch of robust young men, all to keep up with Wu Bin's high-intensity jogging and mountain climbing.

This was the last mountain Wu Bin would climb.

Everyone saw the dawn of victory.

Meanwhile, Shanghai Television set up a sub-livestream room to interview the group of staff members who had been replaced earlier.

The first to be interviewed was the assistant cameraman.

He said this:

"In the past, we all thought Wu Bin was young, so we called him Little Wu or Little Bin."

"Ever since he led us on that forced march up the mountain this time, we've all universally started calling him Brother Wu."

"This is truly respect from the bottom of my heart. He can walk like nobody's business."

A female director said:

"Our working group had three women in total. Except for Bingbing and me, the other girl followed us halfway and completely broke down."

The host was somewhat surprised.

"Completely broke down?"

"That's right, broken down. She never wants to walk again."

"Then how do you feel?"

The female director revealed a radiant smile.

"I'm different. I've lost my mind."

Two male nurses wearing masks ran over, took the female director away, and continued her treatment.

Host: ......

A moment later, the host continued to interview the cameraman Chen Feng.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you were always filming Wu Bin before. Is there anything you would like to say to the audience now?"

Chen Feng, who used to be lively and cheerful, had now become taciturn.

He waved his hand and shook his head.

The host couldn't help asking again: "Do you really have nothing to say to the audience?"

Chen Feng placed his index finger on his lips.

"Shh."

"Speak less to conserve physical strength."

Host: ???

Zhu Xu looked the most normal and emotionally stable among everyone.

Moreover, unlike Chen Feng, Zhu Xu was very talkative.

Therefore, when the host interviewed him, the atmosphere was quite harmonious for a time.

"Mr. Zhu, regarding the staff breaking down due to this filming session, is there anything you would like to say?"

Zhu Xu pushed up his glasses and analyzed with a straight face:

"This is very normal. The production crew definitely couldn't keep up, after all, everyone is getting older."

"In fact, towards the end of the tracking, everyone was in a state of breakdown, and nobody wanted to keep walking."

"But even so, we could only encourage each other and press forward."

"Because our station director told us that we must film with love and be full of affection for student Wu Bin."

The host was extremely excited upon hearing this.

Wasn't this precisely the answer he wanted?

Only an answer like Zhu Xu's could reflect a media professional's professional ethics and spirit!

Thus, to further demonstrate this spirit, the host pursued the question:

"Then if Wu Bin were your child, and he led you to climb the Five Great Mountains like this, what would you do?"

Zhu Xu wore a smile and said without hesitation: "I would beat him to death."

Host: ......

As soon as this interview livestream of the working group aired, it instantly went viral across the entire internet!

The netizens in the livestream room laughed so hard they were doubled over.

No one expected that Wu Bin's special forces-style tourism would directly break the psychological defenses of the accompanying staff.

At this moment, it was only a half-hour walk away from the summit of Mount Tai.

Everyone felt that the bitter days had finally come to an end and were almost over!

Who would have thought that at this very moment, Wu Bin stopped in his tracks and began retying his shoelaces.

Seeing this scene, a bad premonition arose in everyone's hearts.

He Bingbing quickly spoke up to ask: "Student Wu Bin, there's only the final stretch left, can we just walk up slowly, okay?"

Wu Bin shook his head.

"No, there's no time."

"There are only 17 minutes and 22 seconds left until the mission ends."

"I have to sprint."

The staff cursed loudly in their hearts.

What the hell, are you out of your mind?

He Bingbing asked with even more confusion: "Student Wu Bin, how do you know there are only 17 minutes left? Have you been timing it in your head the whole time?"

Wu Bin explained: "I'm not timing it; there's a countdown in my head."

As soon as Wu Bin said this, the netizens in the livestream room boiled over.

"Three-Body, it's the Trisolarans!"

"Wang Miao, is that you, Professor Wang?"

"Modern physics no longer exists! All technology has been locked down by the Sophons!"

Naturally, the netizens did not believe there was a countdown in Wu Bin's head, but that didn't stop them from making memes.

Only Li Guotai sat in front of his computer, looking at the countdown he had specially set up, and fell into deep contemplation.

When Wu Bin first mentioned that he had a mission countdown, everyone else thought he was joking, but Li Guotai immediately set up a synchronized countdown.

Looking now at Wu Bin's statement that only 17 minutes remained, Li Guotai discovered that it matched the countdown he had set down to the exact second!

In other words, was there really a countdown in Wu Bin's mind?

Li Guotai crossed his hands and rested his head on them.

If this were true, then everything made sense.

There must be an unknown secret hidden within this kid!

At that moment, the office door was pushed open.

A young man dressed in a black military uniform walked in and sat straight down on the sofa.

When Li Guotai saw the young man's arm badge, his expression instantly turned stern, and his entire body grew tense.

"Is there a result from the discussion? How do the superiors plan to handle Wu Bin?"

The young man patted the dust off his trousers and said indifferently:

"Given that student Wu Bin has not caused any adverse impact on others, the superiors believe he should not be classified as a hazardous item. For now, no containment, maintain surveillance."

Hearing the young man say this, Li Guotai breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, considering his special constitution, his personal medical data has been upgraded to a confidential level, and his medical team must be replaced with our own people."

Li Guotai nodded.

"I obey the arrangements from above."

The man glanced at Wu Bin in the livestream and smiled faintly:

"Let him toss and turn. The Supreme Commander is also very eager to see just how many medical conditions he can overcome."

"Perhaps he will be the crucial key to our medical breakthroughs."

Placing a top-secret document concerning Wu Bin on the desk, the man stood up and left the office.

Li Guotai picked up the document with a complex expression.

Printed in large characters on the red seal of the document were five words: [Research Institute No. 9].

Wu Bin's special constitution had ultimately attracted the attention of the higher-ups.