The laboratory had already been refitted overnight. Lear and Luo Fei's culture tanks had been pushed to the center of the modification equipment.
At this time, the liquid in the culture tanks had all been replaced with a special genetic supplement fluid.
"Z1084 generation genetic fluid. In theory, the conversion rate can keep up with the bio-energy required for evolution."
In the experimental observation control room on the second floor, the Thirteenth Elder stood behind the Great Elder and softly introduced the steps of the experiment. The Great Elder did not have time to wait for them to take their time. After all, they were just two test subjects. The only thing that interested the Great Elder was that Lear was the person in the prophecy.
In the laboratory below, Sharjah was using a special mechanical arm for surgery to inject the final stage of the genetic fluid into Lear and Luo Fei.
It was cut open and then filled in. Densely packed nanomachines began to work frantically. This was definitely the highest level of biotechnology.
Sharjah's expression was like a pilgrim as he presided over all the steps. This was the first time he had reached this step. Success or failure depended on this.
The Great Elder watched coldly. Success or failure was not important. What he wanted to see was the effect. Whether it really had that kind of magical power was the key. For a Heaven-rank expert, there were not many things that could attract his attention.
Sharjah carried out every step of the operation as steadily as Mount Tai. Every injection was carefully calculated, and according to the data displayed by the instrument, he changed the experimental operation plan.
In the culture tank, Lear and Luo Fei's expressions were very stable. Everything was going smoothly. The early preparations were effective at this time. The genes of Zerg and human were perfectly combined. The double helix composition maintained a perfect construction.
Sharjah's face gradually relaxed. The most difficult stage had been passed. The most likely rejection phenomenon did not appear. This should be due to the effects of Lear and Luo Fei's devouring ability. Not only that, the two's willpower was so strong. This kind of fusion was equivalent to the transformation of the soul. Therefore, the will of the test subjects seemed ethereal, but it was very important.
All that was left was to complete the moment of mutation. Everything was ready. The last step from quantitative change to qualitative change, the magical step!
Just as Sharjah asked the assistant to wipe the sweat off his forehead, an abnormality suddenly occurred. The instrument monitoring the body suddenly flashed red.
"Abnormal reaction."
"My life force is rapidly decreasing."
Burrow, who was in charge of life energy monitoring, shouted. There was a hint of panic in his voice. Both Lear and Luo Fei's vital signs were declining like a landslide. The powerful life force shown on the instrument was rapidly melting like plastic that had come into contact with flames.
"Z1084, strong supplement!"
"Inject the V9 hormone!"
Sharjah quickly gave the order, and Burrow completed his actions almost instantaneously. His rapidly decreasing HP was alleviated, but the problem was not solved.
It could be seen with the naked eye that Lear and Luo Fei's originally normal skin color was deteriorating and turning to death!
How could this be!
A look of fear appeared on Sharjah's face. No, it shouldn't be like this. Everything should be going smoothly. Due to the lack of adaptation time, he had to face the biggest obstacle of the mutation rejection, and he had just passed it perfectly …
How could this be!
"Doctor! The predicted special protease did not form, so there are still two sets of mechanisms, one set of Zerg genes, the other set of human genes … "
Burrow, who was in front of the monitoring device, cried out involuntarily. This result could only mean one thing.
Everything was for the final fusion. Only fusion could give birth to a new species, a perfect species. Otherwise, it would just be a half-human, half-ghost monster. It was nothing, a complete failure!
In the culture tank, Lear rolled around in pain. His body had already begun to change shape. His abdomen and chest contracted violently, followed by his head expanding and contracting. Theory was just theory. The final step was a realm that human life engineering had never reached before.
Humans had many words to describe pain, but at this moment, they couldn't even describe one ten-thousandth of his current condition. This came from the core of every cell, from the depths of the genes.
This pain was not transmitted through the nerves, and there was no way to stop it. Lear could feel that the effects of the sedative had been completely removed from his body. He couldn't hear, but to his surprise, he could feel the despair of Sharjah and Burrow outside. It was a dark emotion, the fear of being surrounded in the middle of the night.
Despair was a contagious emotion.
It was over. He had failed.
So tired. He could feel every cell in his body trembling, surrendering to death. At this final step, he didn't even have the chance to mutate into a monster and survive.
It was over. He had tried, he had tried. Maybe it was time to let go. He was so tired, he wanted to throw everything away.
That's right, why did he come to this step? At the boundary between life and death, at the moment when he was about to give up, Lear, who had always maintained his sense of self, suddenly felt lost. All of this, what was it for?
His path had been taken. He had nowhere to go.
Yes, why was there no path?
No!!!
"I'm Lear, I'm Lear, I'm Lear, I'm Lear!!!"
Why did he live? Why did he fight? Why did he submit? Why did he change?
Because he was Lear!
Not because of his family, not because of honor, but because of himself. The one and only Lear. Even if he was a monster, he had to live!
Even if he was a dog, even if he was an ugly monster, as long as he was alive, he had a chance!
Pa …
Something seemed to be triggered, and a ripple burst out from the experiment tank.
In the Holy City, the clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared. A heavy aura pressed down on the Holy City. The Holy Disciples who were participating in the trial suddenly felt a strange … nausea, as if something was about to emerge from hell. They had never experienced this before.
Lear's consciousness broke away from the endless pain and floated up like a soul. It rushed into the fog with the wind. Direction?
He had never been lost before. Now, there was nothing to lose.
Boom …
The culture tank suddenly exploded!
On the second floor, in the observation control room, the expressionless Great Elder's eyes flickered. A strange smile appeared on his lips. This seemed interesting.
The Saint had invested a lot in this kind of heretical technology. There were at least hundreds of projects, but they were basically small tricks to please the public. This time, Sharjah seemed to have come up with something different.
(Tonight is the annual meeting. This year's meeting is the grandest one. It's very lively. Those who are interested can come and watch.)
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