Dr. Blake and Connie seemed oblivious to the male test subject's naked body. Connie even handed him his clothes and pants, smiling as she said, "Mr. Joyce, thank you. Without your cooperation, I don't believe we would have been able to extract those unique genes from the superhuman so quickly. I promise I won't let you stay in the nutrient dish again."
As Joyce dressed, she said with a sigh of relief, "Great! To be honest, I hate this thing. The nutrient solution feels like mercury on my body, and I have to stay completely still. I really hope someone else suffers here next time."
“They can’t escape,” Connie said. “Every superhuman’s superpower gene is different. If we were to record it, then every superhuman in the Superhuman Bureau would have to spend a week here.”
“Including the bureau chief,” she added jokingly.
“By the way, Joyce, where is Mike? I haven’t seen him for weeks.” Dr. Black sat in a gap among a pile of colorful bottles and test tubes, seemingly unafraid of accidentally knocking these precious solutions to the ground and shattering them. Connie frowned and glanced at him, but said nothing.
“They went to Europe, along with a few deputy directors. I don’t know exactly what they’re doing; it’s all very mysterious.” Joyce finished dressing, wiping the remaining nutrient solution from his bald head and face with his hairy hands, revealing a rugged face. “This is not something you should know, and saying more won’t do you any good.”
"I know curiosity killed the cat, but there's no way around it; without curiosity, there is no science," Dr. Black shrugged.
"I'm off, Doctor. Connie, good luck." Joyce seemed unwilling to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer. After saying goodbye, she swaggered out of the laboratory.
Ling Yun secretly watched Joyce ascend the elevator to the bottom floor of the base and leave. His senses silently circled Joyce a few times, determining that he was a lieutenant colonel-level ability user. He thought to himself that it was fortunate he hadn't acted rashly, otherwise it would have been difficult to discover the ability user submerged in the nutrient vessel.
Although Joyce would definitely be no match for Ling Yun in a fight, Ling Yun's mission is to find Xia Lan, not to provoke the US Superpower Bureau.
Thump!
A loud bang suddenly came from the laboratory. Ling Yun didn't know what had happened, so he quickly projected his microscopic perception back into the laboratory. He saw Dr. Black and Connie rushing to a nutrient vessel, looking nervously at the male test subject struggling violently inside.
It was a bald man a head taller than Joyce, his well-developed muscles bulging high on his body, which was soaking in a blue nutrient solution, like a majestic bodybuilder.
The bald man had his eyes closed, his face contorted in pain. His body, covered in tubes and wires, was writhing violently, as if he were enduring immense agony. He raised his fist and unconsciously struck the glass wall of the tempered nutrient vessel, each strike producing a loud thud.
It was clear that he possessed considerable strength; even with the resistance of the nutrient solution, which was far heavier than water, each punch carried a force of nearly a thousand pounds. However, the fiberglass walls of the nutrient vessel were made of a special material, so even repeated bombardment with artillery shells might not be able to shatter them, let alone a force of a thousand pounds. Dr. Black and Connie, of course, knew this, so their tension wasn't out of fear that the bald man would break the vessel and escape, but rather out of concern for the bald man himself, because he was, to date, the most successful superhuman cloned by the Bureau of Supernatural Abilities' underground base.
The bald man still didn't open his eyes, only punching the hard obstacle in front of him again and again. The powerful force caused the entire glass container and even the laboratory to tremble involuntarily. In reality, he was not awake and had no consciousness whatsoever; everything he did was the most natural reaction to the pain within his body.
Ling Yun noticed an Arabic numeral 11 in the upper left corner of the nutrient vessel, which must be the 11th test subject that Connie mentioned had caused the problem. His microscopic perception silently extended from the top of the glass vessel, then easily penetrated the test subject's body; the test subject felt nothing at all.
He was very interested in these superhumans cloned using technological means. Although the God's Hand was quite mature and far superior to this inferior gene cloning technology, the God's Hand was irreplaceable, while technological means, once developed to a certain level, could be operated by anyone who understood the principles.
Microscopic perception swiftly penetrates the test subject's skin, directly reaching the most minute genetic level to observe the genetic changes in the test subject.
In an instant, Ling Yun was shocked. This was the first time he had ever witnessed the process of human genes collapsing. The spiraling double helix structure was like a bridge that was constantly collapsing. Starting from the end of the bridge, the DNA molecules began to disintegrate, triggering a series of chain reactions, like dominoes falling. The disintegrating genes would immediately cause external changes. As a result, the test subjects in the nutrient dish began to develop one strange and disgusting bump and blister after another on their skin.
Microscopic perception carefully observes the process of gene disintegration. The initial trigger for disintegration is that two completely different gene molecules are forcibly joined together in a barbaric way. Although they seem to be poorly integrated at first, as the gene molecules continue to move, the problem of their inability to adapt quickly becomes apparent. It's like two mismatched components on a high-speed engine being incorrectly placed together; once it starts running, it will only have the opposite effect.
The test subjects' bodies contained countless genetic molecules that had been incorrectly combined. After a moment of thought, Ling Yun realized that Dr. Black and Connie's research had not yet reached the genetic level. Therefore, cloning the genes of superhumans could only involve forcibly splicing them with the genes of ordinary people. In the short term, it might seem harmless, but as long as genes are in motion, it would inevitably cause a complete collapse of the genes.
Then Ling Yun thought about it more deeply. Those superhumans who mutated later in life were also affected by radiation or illusions, which caused their mutated genes to become incompatible with other normal genes, resulting in the overall disintegration of their genes. But he was also a superhuman who mutated later in life, so why did his mutated genes remain stable?
Subject 11's body began to slowly deform, and his muscle tissue began to rot. Then, he floated in the nutrient solution like clumps of cotton wool. His head quickly shrank into his neck cavity, his limbs withered at a visible speed, and his torso swelled up. In just a moment, the bald man had become a scattered, oval-shaped mass of flesh whose shape could not be seen.
The nutrient solution bubbled and bubbled, and the surface of the liquid began to boil. The electronic thermometer quickly displayed the standard boiling point of water: 100!
The genetic breakdown has now ended.
*Smack!* A trembling hand slammed heavily against the outer wall of the nutrient dish. Dr. Blake, looking dejected, turned around and slumped to the ground against the dish. No longer caring about the strict no-smoking rule in the laboratory, he took out a Camel cigarette case from his pocket, lit it, and began to take deep drags.
“Doctor…” Connie’s pale lips moved slightly, her eyes losing their light. She suddenly squatted down, covering her delicate face with her hands and sobbing, “We failed, I feel so bad…”
Blake, a cigarette dangling from his lips, reached out and stroked her hair, softly saying, "Connie, let's get married..."
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Ling Yun withdrew his microscopic perception because the high-definition version of the European and American adult films inside was not suitable for viewing, and Ling Yun did not have time.
Xia Lan should be on the last level of this underground base. Ling Yun had just faintly detected a trace of Xia Lan's aura, but it suddenly disappeared. Although he didn't know why, Joyce's aura gave Ling Yun a new clue. If he was right, Xia Lan should also be unconscious in some nutrient dish, waiting for Blake and Connie to extract her superpower genetic information.
Could it be that she was kidnapped just to extract the genetic information of the superhumans at the China Superhuman Headquarters? Ling Yun pondered nervously as he searched every business vessel behind each iron door.
Xia Lan is just an ordinary superhuman. Although she is very talented, she is obviously not comparable to high-level experts. Moreover, she does not have special abilities such as blood eyes. The American Superhuman Agency should not risk breaking with the Superhuman Headquarters to capture her for this reason, and it is not worth it.
Li Zhongqi had already told him about the possibility of someone framing the Superpower Bureau. Ling Yun wasn't stupid, and of course he had thought of it too. The biggest flaw was that the kidnapper openly told him to go to the Superpower Bureau to look for the person. If the Superpower Bureau had captured the person, why would they tell Ling Yun? Weren't they afraid of getting burned or just openly retaliating?
But now it is certain that Xia Lan is in the underground base of the American Superpower Bureau. If someone framed her, then who can freely enter and leave the heavily guarded Superpower Bureau?
This mystery is getting more and more complicated. At first, we thought it wasn't the work of the Superpower Bureau, but now it seems that even if they didn't capture her, they are still inextricably linked to her. But no matter what, we still need to rescue Xia Lan first, then meet up with the Superpower Headquarters, and finally settle accounts with the Superpower Bureau.
The sensory search suddenly stopped, and a familiar aura appeared behind the iron gate being searched. Ling Yun was both surprised and delighted. Without thinking, he rushed towards the iron gate. The iron gate was tightly locked, but the boy simply flicked the lock with his finger, and after a slight click, the iron gate opened silently.
This is a storage room, about the size of a laboratory, but it is filled with neatly arranged nutrient vessels. However, most of the vessels are not connected to instruments or wires, and there is no nutrient solution inside. Some contain nearly dried-out human bodies, some contain bizarre and grotesque creatures, and some are even simpler, just a piece of flesh that is still wriggling.
Not all creatures in the containers were dead. Ling Yun even saw a creature resembling an American bison in the largest nutrient container, which was ten meters high and five meters wide. Surprisingly, the creature had two heads and compound eyes like those of a dragonfly, emitting a greenish glow. Even though Ling Yun was very knowledgeable, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he walked past the creature. What the hell was this thing?
After walking around a row of vessels, Ling Yun stopped and stared blankly at Xia Lan in an ordinary vessel.
The girl sat naked, curled up in the corner of the vessel, her round, firm, snow-white legs bent, her lotus-root-like arms hugging her knees, her head resting softly on her arms, her upper body, full of exquisite curves, slightly arched, and the curves of her full, rounded breasts could be vaguely seen. Even through the somewhat blurry glass vessel, Xia Lan's breathtaking beauty could still be felt.
Even someone as composed as Ling Yun couldn't help but feel his heart race a little! He controlled his impulses and quietly probed inside, gently touching Xia Lan's supple skin. A weight lifted from his heart; Xia Lan was still alive, and her vitality was still strong, but she had been imprisoned and lost consciousness.
The method of restraint was unique and ingenious, clearly the work of a master, likely the one who kidnapped Xia Lan. However, this was no challenge for Ling Yun. Since gaining access to microscopic abilities, both his Illusionary Eye and Microscopic Perception could easily break through any restraint. At the microscopic level, nothing is truly impenetrable; flaws are everywhere.
A silver needle formed from telekinesis gently pierced the girl's shoulder. With a soft pop, the restraints broke, and Xia Lan let out a soft groan as her flawless white body slowly twitched.
Chapter 370 Two-Headed Monster
Xia Lan opened her eyes somewhat dazed. The long period of confinement had left her consciousness a little hazy, but when she saw Ling Yun through the transparent glass container, her eyes widened immediately, her beautiful eyes revealing a mixture of surprise and joy. She quickly scrambled over, bracing herself against the inner wall of the glass container, gazing at Ling Yun with deep emotion. Being able to see the person she had always felt something for after waking up made Xia Lan feel exceptionally warm.
Ling Yun's expression immediately turned strange. Xia Lan seemed not to notice that she was still completely naked. It was a little better when she was curled up, but when she saw Ling Yun crawling over, she immediately presented her perfect body to Ling Yun without any hesitation. When he saw the dazzling white jade on her chest, Ling Yun's face turned red. He turned his head away and pointed to Xia Lan's chest with his hand in an unnatural manner.
Xia Lan was startled, suddenly feeling a chill on her body. Looking down, she was instantly overcome with embarrassment. Good heavens, she knew best how she had crawled over, practically exposing herself to Ling Yun, and in her haste, she hadn't even realized it. The girl's face flushed red to her ears. Fortunately, the restraints were lifted, and although her mental energy field was still a bit rusty, she could use it now. So she quickly conjured a set of clothes and jumped out of the nutrient dish.
Ling Yun then turned to look at Xia Lan. In just a few days, the once spirited and beautiful team leader had become somewhat haggard. Her thinner face held a delicate, pitiful beauty, evoking a sense of tenderness and compassion. Thinking of the suffering and sins she had endured to save him and Xiao Rou, Ling Yun's gaze softened, and he said softly, "Xia Lan, you've suffered. I'll save you..."