Don't misunderstand.
Victor's body is very healthy.
In his previous life, although he had many women, he always took good safety measures, and the partners he chose were relatively clean.
Not to mention he didn't have aids, even if he did, it would have been devoured by Super Cells long ago.
Searching for aids information was just for intelligence gathering.
The reason he wanted to understand aids information was because it related to his next step in planning.
— To gain the favor of the public!
In his previous life.
Victor often attended charity gatherings with Father Chen, where a group of wealthy businessmen and celebrities would gather, and at charity auctions, they would spend a fortune for a manuscript painting by a refugee from a disaster area!
It was truly a fortune, literally one thousand kilograms of gold, worth 30 million us dollars.
What they bought was just a manuscript painting by an unknown person.
What was it for?
Charity? Philanthropy? Nurturing talent? Or compassion?
All wrong!
It was just to buy a good reputation.
These "charitable donations" were merely "PR fees" packaged under the guise of love.
What was invested was 30 million us dollars.
What was gained was the good reputation of a great philanthropist, policy tilt, the trust of the people, a good first impression from other partners, and so on.
But the profit was by no means for only one person.
Charitable organizations could operate with funding, suffering common people could receive timely help, and the government could also gain better "political achievements."
This was a multi-party win-win "transaction."
What Victor needed to do now was to gain a "reputation" recognized by the world, and then let "reputation" bring "profit."
Moreover, the "profit" he sought could not be supported by an ordinary "reputation."
If he were to use indirect aid like charity donations, he feared that even donating 10 Osborn Groups would not meet his expectations.
He must go straight to the fundamental result — "saving lives."
The place that "saves lives" the most in this world is probably the hospital.
Don't say that hospitals are money pits; the operation of society needs rules, and the real original sin is not poverty.
But running a hospital would be too troublesome to manage, and there are also ungrateful patients like "medical disputes," making the results too slow.
Moreover.
With the Plane Trading Platform in hand, Victor could completely do things others couldn't or dared not do — such as controlling the cure for a certain incurable disease.
Look at Osborn.
This kind of torment, knowing one's life is on a countdown, even for someone in a high position, it's hard to escape collapse.
Locking the scope.
After comprehensive consideration, Victor decided to choose "aids" as his first target.
The incubation period for aids is 4 to 10 years, and before the onset of the disease, there is no abnormality compared to a normal person.
As long as their aids is treated, these healthy individuals, without a recovery period, will immediately become Victor's "supporters," ready to provide assistance at any time.
However, for diseases like cancer, ALS, and diabetes, patients undergo long-term treatment, suffering immense physical and mental damage, and the recovery period is very long, making it impossible to form "effective combat power" in a short time.
With a clear mind confirming the goal, the next step is to find a method to "cure aids."
This is not difficult.
Among the people he knew, there was one who had already overcome this limitation.
It was also time to repay the other party's investment.
He opened [Contacts] and clicked on Royce's chat box.
[Victor: Brother, are you asleep? Let's talk about aids.]
The other side seemed to be on standby 24 hours a day, and a reply quickly came.
[Royce: What's up, little brother, did you get into trouble? It's okay, youthful exuberance. One tube of t-virus, g-virus, and any aids will be wiped out.]
[Victor: ...It's not me. I want a specific cure for aids. Can it be researched?]
The other side started bombarding again.
[Royce: Oh oh, brother misunderstood, brother apologizes to you.]
[Royce: A specific cure for aids alone? This is a tough one for your brother. My Plane has few people; everyone gets a shot of virus at birth. Forget about a specific cure for aids; even cold medicine has been out of production for several years.]
Looking at Royce's last message, Victor raised an eyebrow.
He found a potential business opportunity.
[Victor: Brother, let me ask a question first: can a specific cure be researched for just one incurable disease?]
[Royce: Hey, what's so difficult about that? There are a bunch of infrastructure experts under me. Researching this stuff would take a month at most.]
[Royce: It's just that no one ever gets this disease, so I never thought of researching it.]
[Royce: How about this, brother will set up a research team right now, and after it's researched, I'll package it as {knowledge} and sell it to you. Brother will keep the price as low as possible; this kind of product can't be given away directly, the Platform doesn't allow it.]
After reading the other party's explanation, Victor's mouth curved slightly.
Debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay, and now, he seemed to have found an opportunity to repay Royce's debt of gratitude.
He immediately edited a message and sent it.
[Victor: Brother, the world Rank of the Resident Evil Plane is low, which leads to your products being very single. You must have been looking for a Breakthrough, right?]
[Royce: Oh, my luck isn't good enough; I fell into this godforsaken corner.]
[Royce: The main virus product was actually counted as {Bloodline}, and very few people want low-Rank Bloodline.]
[Royce: As for Tyrants, Lickers, and so on, they're perfectly fine as bodyguards, but they're just too ugly. Who would want to bring such an ugly thing around!]
Just as expected!
[Victor: Brother, have you ever thought about where your advantage lies? Son Goku from the Dragon Ball Universe, a man powerful enough to destroy Earth at will, didn't he still die from a heart attack? In the Marvel Universe where I am, at least on Earth, aids, cancer, and ALS are still incurable diseases.]
[Victor: Moreover, the purchase of formulas is not just for merchants to use themselves. Do you know about charity galas? Many merchants don't use them themselves, but you can persuade them to buy them and then become great philanthropists in your own Plane.]
This time, the other side was silent for a long time.
Victor was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for the other party to think.
About three minutes later.
[Royce: Oh my god! Little brother, you've really enlightened me!]
[Royce: You know, my brain is so stupid; why didn't I think of these things before?]
[Royce: Little brother, your brain, you deserve to be thrown into Marvel. If it were in my low-Rank Plane, it would be a waste!]
[Royce: Say no more, aids, right? Little brother, do you have any other requests? Tell me all of them; your brother will definitely take care of this for you!]
Victor smiled without speaking.
He could understand Royce's excitement.
Just like Osborn, if he had known the core decay formula or DNA limitations, not to mention cracking the spider serum, at least researching a cure for his genetic disease would have been very hopeful.
This is being unable to see the forest for the trees.
At the same time.
He also breathed a slight sigh of relief; one debt of gratitude was finally repaid.
So, for the next matters, there was no need to be polite.
[Victor: Brother, I have three requirements regarding the special medicine...]
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