While Lu Xia had been busy with her research at Yihao Yuan recently, the Reproduction Research Institute had not been idle either. Ever since receiving the “Natural Conception” signal alert, the entire institute had convened an emergency meeting.
At the meeting, two factions once again engaged in heated debate.
One faction believed the incident was not real, but a misjudgment caused by a malfunction in the monitoring system.
The other faction firmly believed there was no issue with the monitoring system.
However, regarding the monitoring system, everyone reached a consensus: it needed to be upgraded.
Samson took this matter very seriously, personally overseeing the engineers’ efforts to upgrade the monitoring system, hoping that after the upgrade, they would receive that signal again and be able to analyze its identity.
“Natural Conception” was simply too important for them.
Unfortunately, after the monitoring system was upgraded, there was no response at all, leading even Samson to doubt whether his earlier judgment had been mistaken.
Lu Xia was unaware of the events unfolding within the Reproduction Research Institute, as she was busy screening the volunteer information gathered by the old butler.
These volunteers all had scars of varying degrees.
Some were large, some small; some mild, some severe.
Selecting suitable candidates from thousands of photos was not easy, but fortunately, Lu Xia never lacked patience.
Once suitable volunteers were chosen, Lu Xia would send them the product and pay a certain fee for trial use. The requirement was that they record the fading of their scars daily.
This also meant that it would still take some time before the beauty cream could truly be promoted to the general public.
However, Lu Xia was in no hurry about this, as she clearly understood that this process was absolutely indispensable.
Marlon had once been a firefighter. During an emergency fire rescue, he was unfortunately burned, resulting in severe disfigurement of half his face. Every day when he went out, he had to wear a mask and hat, not wanting others to see him, not wanting to scare anyone, and not wanting to endure the disdainful looks from others.
His family had tried countless methods for his condition, using all the technologies currently available in the Empire, but the degree of repair remained limited.
His face could not be restored to its original state.
When he received the call for volunteers for the beauty cream trial released by the Yihao Yuan research institute, he initially had no interest. It wasn’t until he saw the efficacy positioning of the beauty cream—scar removal.
The tagline claiming it could restore skin to its original state still stirred a moment of hope in him.
But deep down, he also knew very well that such products were unlikely to be effective. After all, over the years, he had tried all sorts of scar removal products from various companies. Precisely because he had tried them, he knew that scar removal was often just a gimmick.
Sometimes, the more people cannot have something, the more they desire it. Even knowing it might be another fruitless scam, they still cannot resist trying, holding onto unrealistic expectations, only to experience despair once again.
Having been deceived too many times, Marlon did not tell his family this time. Instead, he secretly signed up on the Light Network and posted his photo.
Soon, his application for volunteer status was approved. The other party sent him the product to be tested and the first month’s volunteer subsidy—not a large amount, just the standard market rate for drug trials in the Empire.
Money held little appeal for Marlon; what he cared about more was the beauty cream.
So upon receiving the package, he eagerly opened it right away and discovered that this beauty cream bearing the Yihao Yuan logo was entirely black inside, with a light, pleasant fragrance.
Filled with curiosity and apprehension, Ma Lun took out some and applied it to his scar.
According to the instructions, it needed to be left on for 20 minutes before being rinsed off with warm water.
During those 20 minutes, Ma Lun didn’t feel any discomfort at all; instead, it felt refreshingly clear and brought an indescribable sense of comfort.
As soon as the 20 minutes were up, Ma Lun looked in the mirror again and noticed that the originally pitch-black cream had gradually turned transparent over time.
After washing off the cream from his face, he couldn’t help but wonder—perhaps due to his own psychological bias—whether the scar had actually lightened slightly.
He then chuckled to himself, thinking he must be delusional. Even if it were effective, how could it work so quickly? He had only used it once.
Suppressing the faint glimmer of hope in his heart, Ma Lun uploaded the photos and turned off the lights to sleep.
The next morning, when he looked in the mirror again, he once again felt that the area seemed smoother, and the persistent discomfort he had experienced since the burn appeared to have eased somewhat.
This sparked a flicker of hope within Ma Lun. It didn’t seem like an illusion—could this product actually be effective?
Picking up the small bottle on the counter again, Ma Lun felt he was probably going mad.
There were many Volunteers like Ma Lun. Most of them used the trial samples as soon as they received them and uploaded before-and-after comparison photos.
Lu Xia had calculated the timing: Volunteers with milder scars would likely see initial results in about three days, while those with more severe cases would notice improvements after a month, with most scars essentially healed within three months.
And indeed, that’s exactly what happened. Three days later, when Volunteers with milder scars posted their latest comparison photos, the once clearly visible scars had noticeably faded and were on track to disappear completely within a week.
Lu Xia was very satisfied with the results reported by the Volunteers.
At the same time, all the Volunteers using the No. 1 Courtyard Beauty Cream witnessed its effectiveness firsthand as time went on.
Gradually, more discussions about this began to appear online, initially shared in some patient support groups:
“Dear friends, I have some great news to share. Recently, I signed up as a Volunteer for the No. 1 Courtyard Beauty Cream, and I’ve found their product to be surprisingly effective. This is not an advertisement—I repeat, not an advertisement, not an advertisement! This is my personal experience. Many of you in the group know I’ve had a scar on my face for years, which has troubled me deeply. I’ve had to wear a mask whenever I go out and tried countless methods to remove it, all to no avail. This time, I just wanted some psychological comfort by joining as a Volunteer, but I never expected this product to actually work!”
“Picture, picture, picture, everyone can look at my before-and-after comparison photos. This was taken on the third day of use—you can already see the scar visibly fading. Picture, picture, picture, this was taken after one week of use—now it’s gone, completely gone, I’m healed, family. While typing this to you all, my hands are trembling. I really can’t control my excitement. I want to recommend this beauty cream to everyone in the world who has the same struggle. However, it seems it hasn’t been released for sale yet. But dear family, once it hits the market, please believe me, buy it, buy it, buy it. No matter the price, you must buy it—it really works!”
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