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Three days later, in Yanjing, at the National Convention Center.

The press conference venue was packed.

Thousands of journalists from around the world packed the entire hall.

The flashes of cameras were like a sea of ​​stars in broad daylight, flashing wildly, and the air was filled with an atmosphere that was a mixture of anticipation, anxiety, and tension.

Television stations in more than 100 countries and regions around the world are transmitting live footage from here to every corner of the world via satellite signals.

The eyes of billions of people are focused on this moment.

The press conference started on time.

A middle-aged spokesperson, dressed in a dark suit, with a composed face and refined demeanor, stepped onto the podium.

He didn't exchange any pleasantries, but simply nodded slightly to the audience before moving on to the Q&A session.

An arm was raised impatiently; it belonged to the BBC's chief correspondent in China, a blond, blue-eyed man with an air of elitist arrogance.

He took the microphone and, without even standing up, launched the first attack in fluent but oddly accented Chinese.

"Excuse me, Mr. Spokesperson."

He deliberately drew out his words, with an obvious hint of contempt.

"We all know that cancer is a global problem that plagues all of humanity, and countless top scientists have devoted their lives to it without success. I would like to ask, has your country's so-called 'major breakthrough' involved the discovery of some particularly effective painkiller?"

He paused, looked around the room, and saw the knowing smiles on the faces of his Western counterparts. His sarcasm deepened.

"Or is it some kind of, uh, placebo, in your traditional Chinese medicine?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of undisguised laughter erupted from the press section, especially in the area where Western media were gathered.

That laughter was filled with a deep-seated distrust of China's technological level and a condescending sense of superiority.

Faced with this almost humiliating question, the Chinese spokesperson on stage remained completely unfazed.

He simply stared calmly at the BBC reporter, and then spoke slowly in a tone so clear that everyone present, and everyone watching on their screens around the world, could hear him clearly.

"We didn't discover anything."

The speaker's voice instantly drowned out the noise in the room.

Looking at the bewildered, mocking, and confused faces below the stage, he dropped a bombshell, word by word.

"Instead, we conquered it."

This statement was like detonating a nuclear bomb on a calm lake.

After a three-second period of absolute silence, the entire venue erupted in chaos!

Laughter, doubt, and exclamations merged into a massive wave of sound that nearly lifted the roof off the conference center.

"What? Did I hear that right? He said they've conquered cancer?"

"This is insane! This is the biggest joke of the century!"

"This is a blatant insult to researchers worldwide! How dare they say such a thing!"

"My God, am I reporting on a press conference or a comedy performance?"

In the first row of the press section, a Nobel laureate in medicine with gray hair, who had come all the way from Sweden, suddenly stood up from his seat.

His face flushed red with excitement as he pointed at the speaker on stage and roared angrily in English.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

The old man's shouts, transmitted clearly through the microphone in front of him, resounded throughout the entire venue.

"I've studied cancer cells for fifty years! I dare to guarantee with my reputation and Nobel Prize that, with the current level of human technology, it will take at least several hundred years to conquer cancer! You are spreading lies! This is the most shameless desecration of science!"

The old man's roar ignited the emotions of all the Western experts in the room, who stood up one after another to express their agreement and support, and the scene was on the verge of getting out of control.

However, they were met with a massive wave of doubt and anger.

The spokesperson on stage simply smiled slightly.

That smile contained no explanation, no anger, only a calm and composed demeanor that seemed to have seen through everything.

He didn't say anything more, but simply reached out and pressed the play button on the huge electronic screen behind him.

The screen lights up, and a video begins to play.

The scene shows the affiliated hospital of Base 001, where an elderly man, emaciated and struggling to breathe due to late-stage lung cancer, is being wheeled into a ward. Each breath is excruciatingly painful.

His hospital admission test report was clearly displayed, and all indicators pointed to the end of his life.

Immediately afterwards, a sky-blue medicine was slowly injected into his vein.

The video starts fast-forwarding.

A day later, the elderly man was able to sit up and eat on his own.

Three days later, he was able to get out of bed and walk slowly with the help of a nurse.

A week later, he was seen practicing Tai Chi in the hospital garden. Although his movements were slow, his breathing was deep and he looked radiant.

At the end of the video, there was his latest physical examination report, which showed that the activity of cancer cells in his body had decreased to a level that could not be detected by instruments.

The video then cuts to a second, a third, and a twelfth volunteer...

Everyone was forcibly pulled back from the gates of hell.

However, this scene, which was enough to create a medical miracle, became a joke in the eyes of the Western experts in the audience.

"Editing! This is absolutely terrible editing!"

The Nobel laureate pointed at the screen and sneered disdainfully.

"Find a few actors, put on some makeup, and add some fabricated medical data? I saw this kind of scam thirty years ago!"

"That's right! The data model is completely illogical! The cell recovery rate defies basic biological common sense! This is pseudoscience!"

"This is the most ridiculous political propaganda I've ever seen! Do they think the whole world is stupid?"

Below the stage, Western experts and journalists shook their heads and scoffed, their faces clearly showing the sentiment that "I told you so, it was a scam."

Looking at the faces below the stage, filled with arrogance and prejudice.

The spokesperson turned off the video.

He picked up the microphone, faced the audience, and gave them a meaningful smile.

"Since no one believes the video."

"Then let's invite a few actors to come up on stage."