Lin Fan paused for a moment before continuing, "But following me doesn't mean that you'll win the Nobel Prize in bioengineering. After all, even I didn't win the Nobel Prize."
"It's not the time for the Nobel Prize yet," Hao Zhiwu said immediately. "Otherwise, you would've definitely won the Nobel Prize. Moreover, you can surely win more than one."
Xia Bing, Xia Xue, Liu Qianqian, Nie Zhenjiang, and Jiang Chaoqun all nodded.
In the eyes of Xia Bing and Xia Xue…
Lin Fan was an omnipotent existence. Not to mention winning a few Nobel Prizes, Lin Fan could even fly in the sky in the future.
They would choose to believe it without hesitation.
As for Liu Qianqian, Nie Zhenjiang, and Jiang Chaoqun, it was because of their recognition of Lin Fan's achievements.
After all…
Lin Fan had invented the earthquake predictor, super batteries, carbon-based engraving machines, advanced artificial limbs, and the human islet recovery drug…
