Published: February 10, 2025
In Dr. He’s laboratory, a life form that had been enhanced to level eight through fusion beast abilities was lying on an experimental bed, its body covered with various skin contact sensors. Some critical areas were inserted with soft tubes, making it resemble an experimental subject.
In fact, Dr. He was also a test subject at this moment. Surrounding the experimental bed were over ten researchers conducting various operations. Occasionally, this level eight life form would suddenly convulse or show signs of extreme pain.
“How are the data?”
Due to his posture, Dr. He couldn’t see the data instruments above him, so he asked, but his voice was extremely hoarse, sounding like metal scraping harshly against the ground.
An assistant glanced at the readings and replied, “Everything is normal, even better than expected.”
Another assistant he had brought from the divine hall injected a vial of liquid into Dr. He’s body, causing him to emit a suppressed grunt, clearly enduring intense pain.
However, this pain quickly passed, replaced by a sense of comfortable release, as if it felt very good. A strange expression of enjoyment appeared on Dr. He’s face.
“Hmph, you thought basic data is enough to fool me? I suppose we just didn’t want to waste time on that! Aside from Liu Zhenghong’s mysterious second phase experiment, I see that the technology level of this genetic life research institute is nothing impressive.”
Upon hearing Dr. He’s words, several assistants exchanged glances, none daring to respond.
They didn’t deny the achievements Dr. He and the divine hall had made in genetics, but such a statement was indeed somewhat biased.
Not to mention that the focus of both parties’ research was different and hard to compare in this aspect, the divine hall’s achievements were more about piecing together mutated life forms, while Cloud Summit’s genetic life laboratory was about transforming life. They were clearly superior in that regard. Perhaps one could say the former was about creation, while the latter was merely improvement; the former was indeed more challenging. But scientifically, it wasn’t that simple.
If you could create a perfect life form, identical to a naturally evolved one without defects, then creation would be deemed more impressive. However, the best life form the divine hall had created, the powder ball, still had to rely on nutrient solutions for survival and was primarily in a dormant state, only awakening during battles; otherwise, it was hard to control, and its body could collapse at any moment.
What kind of perfect creation was that? Simply put, it was just sticking various life parts together with tape and seeing how long it could last.
The only thing looking somewhat sophisticated was that these life parts were extracted from genes and cultivated on their own. By adjusting the arrangement, they created similar colors and sizes, making the cultivated life seem more visually appealing.
Now, Cloud Summit Villa was different. They were focused on improvement, essentially researching a method to replace Evolution Potions. Once successful, humanity might escape the control of the roulette, and perhaps then, they could cultivate a nine-star evolver battle team in a very short time.
Of course, this was just a hypothesis. Achieving such a level could take many years.
Everyone involved in science and experiments understood the essential differences between the two approaches and naturally wouldn’t agree with Dr. He’s assertions.
However, they also knew their position, so they wouldn’t be foolish enough to argue with Dr. He over these meaningless matters. They merely lowered their heads to continue their tasks, pretending not to hear.
Noticing that no one was paying attention to him, Dr. He felt somewhat disheartened but then seemed to think of something, suddenly asking the assistants he brought along.
“That day you said you saw Lu Lan being captured here. Is their second phase experiment about researching Lu Lan’s reconstruction?”