Chapter 141: Chapter 132: Hammond of Jurassic

The owner of this "Jurassic Park" turned out to be a movie fan, or rather, a super fan of the Jurassic series.

How big of a fan?

This guy had his name changed directly to Hammond, which is exactly the same as the surname of the founder of Jurassic Park in the "Jurassic Park" movie.

And his real name is Hammond Treto; he has quite an impressive educational background, having graduated from Columbia University with a master’s degree in Biology and Environmental Science.

After graduating, all he could think about were dinosaurs, and he began to plan the opening of a zoo, essentially dedicating himself to his dream.

"...Mr. Treto..."

"Please, call me Hammond."

Lille was on the phone with this Hammond.

"Alright, Hammond, do you think your zoo can make it?"

"Sure—Who doesn’t like to see dinosaurs?"

"But you don’t have any dinosaurs in your zoo—speaking of which, where did you get those iguanas?"

Lille discovered that the financial flow of Jurassic Park was quite... conservative. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The Lesser Antilles iguanas are an endangered species, not easy to come by, and Jurassic Park didn’t seem like it could afford them.

Hammond, on the other end of the line, said with considerable pride, "I caught them myself—surprising, isn’t it? After graduation, I spent some time in Europe and saved up enough money to go there.

These lizards were also registered for scientific use, and I believe that one day I can recreate dinosaurs!"

Lille couldn’t help but applaud.

Such idealism did reveal a touch of naivety, but you have to admit, it’s hard to dislike someone who takes action for their dream—

Unless that dream is a political one.

After some thought, Lille said, "So you’re planning on supporting your biological research with the income from the zoo, do you think that’s realistic?"

"You don’t need to tell me that!" Hammond on the phone was quite agitated, "If you’re just calling to tell me, ’Hammond, stop fucking dreaming, no one goes to zoos these days, and no one cares about an extinct species anymore,’ then we can end the conversation here!

Damn it, I thought you would understand—I saw that your experimental purpose is cross-species genetic engineering, do you think that’s realistic?"

"Actually, we have already synthesized the pharmaceutical, we just need a sample."

Without waiting for a response, Lille quickly said, "Seriously, Hammond, I understand and respect your dream, but we don’t have much money on our side.

How about we change our cooperation method? You join us—don’t be so quick to refuse, you can come to the lab to see the transgenic pharmaceutical in action."

There was a silence on the other end of the line.

"...Fine, I’ll come right now, don’t stand me up."

Hammond hung up the phone and glanced at his "zoo."

The so-called zoo was quite cramped, with just a small area for reptiles.

But he had built the entire area’s equipment, vegetation, and landscape with his own hands—as Lille saw it, he really wasn’t wealthy.

The zoo even had just one visitor—that visitor was Peter Parker, directed there remotely by Conners.

He was completely mesmerized by the sight.

Seeing Peter so enthralled, Hammond felt that he should really go take a look; after all, they were both involved in scientific research that sounded unscientific, and in a sense, they were colleagues.

"Hey! You..." Hammond suddenly forgot the kid’s name.

"Peter."

"Right, Peter, help me out, we need to move this little treasure onto the truck and take a look at your experiment."

Peter was taken aback, "Did Professor Connors pay?"

"Of course not, I could tell he’s just as broke as I am, full of impractical ideas...

Are you going to help or not?"

...

By the time Professor Conners woke up, he snapped to alertness—

The iguana was right in front of him!

He almost jumped out of his seat, pressing his face against the cage, his eyes wide as he examined the iguana.

His behavior was so engrossed that Hammond was dumbfounded—does this guy look even more obsessed with reptiles than I am?

However, he quickly noticed Conners’s empty right arm and immediately had a guess, turning to Lille to ask,

"You guys... wouldn’t be thinking of applying reptilian regeneration ability to the human body, would you?"

"You guessed right."

"That’s not going to work..."

"That’s not necessarily true, at least today, you will see our first milestone," said Lille.

Conners hurried over and grabbed Hammond’s hand with one hand, "Thank you for your help! Now we can begin the animal experiments!"

"Hold on, before you start the experiments, I want to emphasize again its rarity..."

Professor Conners immediately reeled off a list, "I know, the Lesser Antilles iguana has seen its population drastically reduced after the introduction of the American iguana, and it has been listed as an endangered species. Moreover, its number is still declining, with only two successful cases of captive breeding..."

After he finished, Hammond was stunned for a moment:

"Uh... okay, that’s that, you may start."

Lille nodded to Conners, who placed the cage on the experiment table and used a knife to make a cut on its surface, then cut off a small section of the iguana’s tail.

Although most reptiles have regenerative abilities, it doesn’t happen instantaneously.

This operation made Hammond furrow his brows.

But he was patient enough not to say anything.

The iguana, having been injured, jerked violently, but it had been restrained by the experimental apparatus beforehand.

Watching the frantic iguana, Conners took a deep breath—

This would be an important milestone in his experiments.

Upon injection of the DNA pharmaceutical, the iguana suddenly stopped struggling and closed its eyes.

It looked as if it were dead.

Hammond’s blood pressure soared, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the iguana’s severed tail and the cut wound begin to rapidly heal!

Conners revealed an expression of joy—

Not only was it healing, but the iguana’s body started to swell. Conners immediately released the restraints—

The iguana’s eyes abruptly opened, and it banged into the glass with a thud!

"Sss!"

The furious iguana hissed wildly, moving several times faster than before, violently slamming into the glass!

This twist startled Conners, but Lille was prepared—

Peter walked into the lab through the main door, closing it behind him as he said,

"...Professor, I’ve got the stuff..."

As he looked up and saw the frantic iguana, he was stunned. Lille immediately took the bag from his hands—

Meat purchased from the supermarket.

Chunks of meat were thrown into the glass enclosure. The iguana smelt the blood and immediately began to feast, its body swelling even more noticeably.

What was originally a 40-centimeter-long creature grew to 70 centimeters; even its teeth and claws were clearly visible!

The Lesser Antilles iguana is herbivorous! Its aggression isn’t strong!

The pharmaceutical changed not only the iguana’s physiological structure and abilities but also its habits!

This scene stunned everyone present except Lille!

The ferocious behavior also cast a shadow in Conners’ heart—what if this were a human? How dire the consequences could be?

Yet Lille patted Conner’s shoulder, "Professor, don’t be discouraged, there’s always a solution. Let’s start compiling the experimental report."

It was Hammond who suddenly grew excited, "This is a miracle! Do you realize what you’ve done!

Please let me join you. This is the first time I’ve seen a successful transgenic experiment—even the Osborne Group has only succeeded once, and now we are the second successful lab!

Please, let me join you!"

Lille gave a faint smile—hah, a little trick, and you’re won over.

"Calm down, relax—" Lille soothed Hammond, "Don’t forget, this is what we agreed on from the beginning. Are you familiar with corporate affairs?"

"Of course, I am familiar! What kind of question is that? Although my zoo is small and run-down, it is a legitimate zoo!

I’ve been running it for nine years! I built it brick by brick!"

"So... you must be quite familiar with finances, right?"

"Obviously—stop the chit-chat, do you have a company or not? I won’t abandon my zoo, but I can transfer it to your company. That way, we can give these transgenic animals a larger area to roam...

Oh, and by the way, it could still be a zoo. Do you know how much investment this achievement could attract?

I’ve thought about it for a long time, I’ve thought about it..."

Lille watched the increasingly fervent Hammond, thinking how fortunate he was.

He had been worried about lacking someone knowledgeable in company operations—now he had swiped a Columbia University alum with two master’s degrees.