As Professor Chang often said, a man has two faces, and both are his visage. The first face, of course, is the one on his head; being handsome is a form of skill, a resource, an achievement, and a privilege. This hardly needs elaboration; everyone understands it.

But the second face is truly that treasured thing below the waist, capable of both discharging water and passing on the lineage. Professor Chang needn't waste many words on this; countless experts have long since proven that more than half of all men are dissatisfied with their second face, wishing it were more robust and powerful, believing it touches upon their very self-esteem. These experts are not the so-called "charlatans" we often speak of, but genuine scholars whose survey results are grounded in reality, not mere baseless chatter!

The love of beauty is human nature. The Tang people admired plumpness; contemporary people admire slimness or fullness. Beauty standards constantly shift with the ages.

For instance, during the Renaissance, the aesthetic ideal favored the short and covered male lower limbs. As for what standard of beauty prevails in the contemporary era in "that area," there is no need to elaborate further! Thus, for Wang Zhuo, the new medicine he developed was equivalent to offering all men a chance at "cosmetic surgery," delivering good tidings and a gospel for their second face.

It is no exaggeration to say that men with such desires outnumber those seeking plastic surgery by at least tenfold. Men might find their appearance passable, but the vast majority would not mind bolstering their virility under safe, reliable, and painless conditions! If the Dynasty Unlimited grasped the preferences of drinkers, then this new medicine grasped the vital point of men.

In this era where vigor often falters, it could inject a powerful stimulant into every man. Being friends with Wang Zhuo was a truly fortunate thing. Fei Long and the others fully understood the significance of the batch of [Medicine] without any labeling that Wang Zhuo had gifted them.

They were the first safe users of this new drug for all humanity, not guinea pigs for testing. They would stand at the origin, witnessing the dawn of this miracle, and stride toward glory alongside it! If Professor Chang could learn of Wang Zhuo's latest research breakthrough, he would surely be stunned into silence for a long time.

For he consistently advocated that men have two facial aspects, and observing one's countenance can discern the past and predict the future. Wouldn't Wang Zhuo’s new drug grant the man's second aspect a refreshing change, potentially altering their destiny? In fact, Wang Zhuo's new medicine did change the destinies of countless men, perhaps even subtly influencing the entire human landscape in the distant future.

However, these are matters for later; currently, fewer than twenty people are enjoying this benefit ahead of everyone else. In the blink of an eye, over ten days had passed. On this day, Wang Zhuo was continuing his research in his laboratory, seeking an inexpensive material to replace the deep-sea algae used in the Ark of Life, when another "user" called.

"Director, I've truly used up all the Jelly. I only have half a pack of Fast Tablets left. Can you get me some more Jelly?" The caller was Yuan Ye, chuckling sheepishly, anticipating Wang Zhuo would invite him over to collect the goods.

"You use it the fastest," Wang Zhuo laughed. "How are the results?" "The results are absolutely amazing, so potent!" Yuan Ye said excitedly. "I feel like I have more spirit and energy all over than before!

Truly!" "However, my wife's technique is lacking... she wastes too much of the product, so I had to swallow my pride and beg you, sir." The so-called Jelly referred to the topical application of this new drug, its texture somewhat resembling a squeezeable jelly. As for the "Fast Tablet," it was the small pill on the six-by-six pill sheet.

Since it took effect thirty minutes after oral ingestion, everyone nicknamed it the Fast Tablet. It must be mentioned that the method of using this [Medicine] was rather unique: the user required assistance from another person. Thirty minutes after swallowing the Fast Tablet, the assistant would apply the Jelly to the lower body and massage and knead it using a specific technique.

This massage required bare hands as much as possible, and the user could not perform it themselves—because after ingesting the Fast Tablet, the medicinal power diffused throughout the body, and skin contact between the hands and the Jelly could cause a certain pharmacological reaction. After receiving this great gift, none of Wang Zhuo's friends gave it away to others; they all used it themselves. Those with wives had their wives help; those without used girlfriends or lovers.

Even a solitary figure like Sun Donghao inexplicably hired a female masseuse at great expense. In short, every single one rushed to try it, eager to experience it before hearing others' feedback! Wang Zhuo chuckled, "I have Jelly, of course, but I must remind you: use it until it's nearly done, but no more.

Excess is as bad as deficiency." "Don't worry, don't worry. My goal isn't too high; I'll be perfectly satisfied if I can reach 180!" Director Yuan chuckled drily and whispered, "Lately, my woman has been demanding constantly; I've been gritting my teeth and holding back, vowing not to make an exception until I hit my target!" "Yao" (), in the Jiangzhou dialect, means having strong desire and being proactive, used disparagingly to mock women. Wang Zhuo understood this implication.

"It's good that you can control yourself. Otherwise, if there's a rebound effect, it will require an additional course of treatment." "Understood," Yuan Ye repeatedly agreed, laughing somewhat cunningly: "...Once my Divine Skill is perfected and I emerge, I will certainly make those boorish friends of mine look at me with completely new eyes!" Wang Zhuo shook his head with a smile. This fellow no longer treated him as an outsider; he didn't even hide the fact that he often gathered with his bad influences and a few fallen women for unrestrained parties.

A police station chief, committing disciplinary violations daily! However, overall, this guy Yuan Ye had somewhat reformed. At least he was dedicated at work and had received quite a few honorary banners.

He had basically stopped leveraging his position to bully others. As for patronizing prostitutes or gambling, that was the general social atmosphere, and Wang Zhuo couldn't expect him to abstain from everything and become a towering role model. "Oh right, let me ask you something." After thinking for a moment, Wang Zhuo casually asked, "How much do you think my new medicine is worth?" "What's it worth?

It's priceless!" Yuan Ye immediately exclaimed. "This is absolutely a priceless treasure; people can't buy it even with money! What does a man live for his whole life?

Above, he seeks a satisfied mouth—eating good food; below, he seeks a satisfied groin—having more women? Our medicine can help so many men regain their dignity and pleasure as men! If they offered half their fortunes to trade for it, I believe countless people would line up!" "I know all that," Wang Zhuo laughed, chiding him out of habit, "but I still need to set a price, right?

I'm asking for a psychological price point, and you're taking me way off track?" Yuan Ye chuckled a few times, hesitated for a moment, and then stated firmly, "One hundred thousand! After seeing the treatment results, I feel that if I had to pay one hundred thousand for this medicine, I would absolutely accept it!" "Okay, one hundred thousand..." Wang Zhuo finally nodded with satisfaction and teased, "Police officers are really rich, you know. Arrange a time with Fei Long; I'll have him send the Jelly over to you." "Excellent!" Yuan Ye hung up the phone excitedly, grabbed the Jelly bottle on his desk, shook it, feeling like a bit more might still pour out, and with a glint in his eye, called his mistress.

Feedback from the first batch of users emerged quickly. The lowest offer came from Qiu Lu, who named a price of eight hundred yuan, promptly dismissed by Wang Zhuo to the side. What a joke!

That completely undervalued Wang Zhuo’s intellectual property. This fellow didn't understand the business at all; send him away! Actually, Qiu Lu had very few demands in this area.

He and his newlywed wife were not particularly enthusiastic about [intimacy]; after gaining an extra 1.5 centimeters, he barely felt any difference. They always conducted their affairs with the lights off, and his wife didn't notice any change. So, Wang Zhuo immediately excluded him—this was not the type of client the Chinese Wang needed!

The highest bid came from An Guangjia. Clients this wealthy were Wang Zhuo's favorites, and his offer was honest. He told Wang Zhuo verbatim: "After using it, I feel that if you asked me for one million, I would be getting a huge bargain." "Is it that exaggerated?" Wang Zhuo asked back, both amused and exasperated.

"Let's be objective; don't flatter me. Just give me a factual analysis." "I am being perfectly factual," An Guangjia stated earnestly. "Getting a traction surgery with some risk done in America or Japan costs at least over a hundred thousand RMB, and the effect is worlds apart compared to your new medicine.

Plus, the correctional function—that's something surgery can’t achieve. These add significant points to your favor. For such a safe and reliable enhancement method, I think one million isn't expensive at all; it's practically a bargain-bin price!" Did you hear that?

A bargain-bin price... Wang Zhuo felt extremely pleased with this answer. Old An was a true friend!

Everyone offered different valuations. Fei Long boasted fifty thousand, and Wang Zhuo felt he wasn't necessarily bluffing. If this enhancement method hadn't been his own creation, the fat man might actually have been willing to spend fifty thousand to improve his "quality of life." The nickname 'Thousand-Slayer' Fei Long wasn't given for nothing; his demands in this area were extremely strong.

The prices quoted by others varied, with one hundred thousand being the most common. Some offered thirty or forty thousand, or benchmarked it against related surgical enhancements, offering prices between two and three hundred thousand. However, they shared one surprisingly unanimous viewpoint: they all felt a fine steed deserved fine tack; failing to give this magnificent creation—which could drive all men and half of all women in the world mad—the highest-grade international packaging would be an insult!

Wang Zhuo presented these findings one by one to his virtuous helper. Among them, Qi Fei and Guan Yingying had been navigating the business world for several years, possessing mature perspectives and business acumen. Gan Shuang and Fu Xinran were even involved in the pharmaceutical industry, allowing them to analyze from another angle, complementing the former's shortcomings.

He Ye and Xu Chu also offered input. Despite their relative lack of seniority and experience, they ran a chain of beauty salons, and plastic surgery was one of their core businesses, perfectly aligning with this "enhancement" drug, enabling them to provide unique insights. Deciding on the price and sales channels still required further investigation and deliberation.

After all, the cost of each set of enhancement drugs was only a few dozen yuan. This time, Wang Zhuo was set to make a massive profit again. However, the name was finally settled upon with everyone's unanimous approval.

This time, an international English name would be adopted—it would be called BIGMAN! Signifying both a great figure and a great man!