Chapter 80: A Powerful Slap in the Face

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: A Powerful Slap in the Face

"Why!" Ono Saburo’s lips curled into a smug smile, "Could it be that our Mr. Eastern Morgan is afraid of tarnishing his later years?"

Other experts also whispered among themselves, expressing slight criticism of Yun Yang’s avoidance tactic.

The students in the audience and the viewers watching the live broadcast felt very conflicted. From their perspective, they naturally hoped that Yun Yang would accept the challenge and resoundingly slap the face of the Fusang ghost. But they also understood that one should not fight an unprepared battle. Since Ono Saburo dared to issue such a challenge, he must have a way to win.

The host frowned slightly, "Mr. Ono Saburo, now..."

Yun Yang waved his hand, interrupting the host, and said, "Wait a moment, I have something I’d like to say!"

"I am not accepting your challenge, not because I’m afraid of losing to you, nor am I afraid of jeopardizing my good name in my later years! On the contrary, if someone could truly defeat me, it would be good news for the entire field of biology. How could I, Yun Yang, be so narrow-minded?"

"Then, Mr. Yun Yang, please explain why you won’t accept my challenge," Ono Saburo said smugly. "Since your integrity is so grand, I’m sure you have your reasons. Why not share them with everyone?"

Yun Yang glanced at Ono Saburo, then said indifferently, "If that’s the case, then I’ll explain why I won’t accept the challenge. The reason is quite simple. The experiment you’re working on now—my team and I researched it ten years ago! Your research approach and direction are simply wrong. A research direction doomed to fail holds no research value in my eyes!"

"Impossible!" Ono Saburo stood up abruptly, his eyes bulging. "Nonsense, my research has been recognized by the International Journal of Biology. How could it be wrong? Yun Yang, your excuse is really too lame!"

Yun Yang smiled faintly and retorted, "Before the final results are out, even the International Journal of Biology should not jump to conclusions! Mr. Ono, isn’t your research still incomplete? Are you stuck on the issue of targeted genetic modification? Following your previous direction, you won’t be able to achieve the results you want!"

With that, Yun Yang took out a stack of documents from his briefcase. "This is my team’s research report from ten years ago. Take a look!"

Ono Saburo grabbed it hastily and began to flip through the pages. As he continued, his hands trembled more and more, and his complexion grew paler!

All of it was real! His proud research results were someone else’s work from ten years ago—and proven to be wrong? If this wasn’t a dream, then wasn’t everything he had achieved destroyed?

Liang Hui, seeing Ono Saburo’s expression, realized the report was genuine and quickly said, "Professor Yun, would you be willing to publish this research report? I believe that by doing so, it would save many researchers from taking wrong turns!"

After contemplating, Yun Yang replied, "That’s possible, and it’s actually the main reason I came here today! Mr. Ono, you have great expertise in genetic biology. I think you should invest more effort into other research directions. This direction is a dead end!"

"I don’t believe it!" Ono Saburo furiously threw the research report onto the table. "Mr. Yun Yang, just because you couldn’t draw a conclusion doesn’t mean I can’t! I will prove that my research direction is correct, and I will prove it with facts!"

After saying this, Ono Saburo stormed out, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"Professor Yun, may we see the research report?" Miss Hanna from Germany asked softly.

Yun Yang handed it over.

After scrutinizing it for a full ten minutes, Hanna said with admiration, "So that’s how it is. I never imagined that Professor Yun had advanced this far in genetic biology research ten years ago. I am impressed!"

Without Ono Saburo’s disturbances, the seven experts soon plunged into a profound discussion, and the biology students present listened with great interest.

Meanwhile, online, the spectacle of Yun Yang presenting the research report to refute claims had become a hot topic among netizens.

"Sorry, I did this ten years ago!" This phrase quickly became a popular internet catchphrase, something Yun Yang had not anticipated.

The two-hour symposium, engrossed in the experts’ lively discussion, ended quickly, leaving the students present deeply inspired and with a deeper understanding of biology.

After the symposium, the organizer came to Yun Yang with great joy: "Professor Yun, you really put in a lot of effort today!"

"It’s not troublesome; it’s what we should do!" Yun Yang said earnestly. "Promoting biological research is the responsibility and duty of every researcher!"

The organizer could not help but show deep respect, "Professor Yun is truly a leading authority in biology. There’s a banquet at Zhaopeng Pavilion later, and I hope Professor Yun will grace us with his presence."

At that moment, Ling Feng approached, "Uncle Yun, Aunt Yun called earlier. Han Rui is coming home today and she insists you have dinner at home!"

Yun Yang shrugged, "Ah, looks like I can’t attend the banquet today; Lady’s orders, I must go home!"

A look of disappointment crossed the organizer’s face, "Professor Yun and his wife’s deep affection is truly touching! Well then, I won’t insist. I hope there will be another opportunity."

Yun Yang shook hands with the organizer and then left with Ling Feng.

"Let’s go, let’s visit that elder brother in the hospital first!" Yun Yang said, "We need to make sure he’s recovered."

"Huh? Uncle Yun, aren’t you going home?"

"Why go home? When I finally get to go out, naturally, I want to stroll around!"

"Didn’t I tell you that Aunt Yun wants you to come home?"

"What? Weren’t you just bluffing the organizer?"

...

"So Han Rui is really coming back!" Yun Yang exclaimed. "Let’s head to the hospital first, then we’ll go home."

Ling Feng stepped on the accelerator indifferently, and the car sped off toward the hospital.

In the hospital, the comatose old farmer had already woken up.

"Dad, why did you faint by the roadside? If it hadn’t been for a kind stranger to take you to the hospital..." A young man’s choked voice came from the entrance of the ward.

"Ah, Xiao Bing, it’s because I, your father, am useless!" the old farmer’s aged voice replied. "If it weren’t for our family’s lack of money, you wouldn’t have..."

"Dad, stop it!" the son interjected earnestly. "Don’t worry about that anymore. It’s not a big deal. You should go home sooner; with mom alone at home, I’m not at ease."