Three days later, Rachel walked into Todd's Bible study room with a thick stack of records.

"Currently, there are 79 alien refugees in Muxi Town. I have compiled their information and listed it here..."

He took the record book from the woman and flipped through the records of each alien species. Name, age, birthplace, alien abilities, brief introduction of experiences, neighborhood reputation, and so on—everything was there. With a mixture of surprise and admiration, Todd looked up at the person compiling the records, then focused his attention on the pages.

After a selection process, Todd finally chose a male mutant.

Randall Quincy, male, from Lone Rock, 19 years old, unmarried. Formerly a hunter in the mountains, he fought in the war against the southern pagans to defend his homeland. Wounded and treated, he was identified as a heretic and subsequently fled from the army and the church. His only relative—his mother—died during his escape. According to testimonies from his neighbors, he was a quiet and reserved person, but also helpful.

Alien Ability: Regeneration. Except for fatal wounds to the head and heart, any wound can regenerate new flesh and heal in varying timeframes, depending on its size and depth.

"Are you sure it's this person?" Rachel picked up the introduction and read it carefully.

Todd thought for a moment: "We can't make a decision so hastily. We can't judge a person's goodness or evil based on these introductions alone."

Suddenly remembering something, he said to Rachel in a teasing tone, "Now I understand why you tested me so many times back then."

The woman laughed, having no intention of continuing the topic, and tapped the paper with her finger, asking, "If it's confirmed to be this person, what do you plan to do?"

"I recently heard that due to the gradual revitalization and prosperity of Muxi Town, the number of merchants and travelers coming and going is increasing, and robbers and bandits have also set their sights on this place. I plan to sponsor this mutant, providing him with food, lodging, equipment, and compensation, so that he can protect travelers without compensation. In this way, I can improve..."

"To improve the image of the aliens in the public's mind?" Rachel finished Todd's sentence before he could finish.

Todd nodded.

The woman fell silent, staring into the priest's eyes, which made him slightly uncomfortable. He asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the plan?"

“No, there’s no problem at all.” Rachel rested her arms on the edge of the table and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Commander-in-Chief, I heard you’re only fifteen years old this year…”

"Um?"

"Why do I not think it looks like it at all?"

Todd paused, his body stiffening.

Rachel covered her mouth and chuckled, waving the papers in her hand. She added, "Leave the matter of testing Mr. Randall to me. I'll let you know in a week at most whether he's the one we're looking for."

Looking at the scattered introductions to the alien species on the table, Todd suddenly called out to the nun who was about to leave: "Ratchet, I hope you will send these alien refugees over in batches. I want to give them a 'physical examination'."

The woman froze, repeating the strange word: "Medical checkup?"

Todd ran his finger along the description of the "Alien Abilities" section on the paper and said again, "That's right, a physical examination."

————————————

Todd pulled the syringe needle from the young woman's arm, pressed a sterile cotton ball against the wound, and said, "That's enough. Press it on the wound for three minutes, then you can remove the cotton ball. Also, take this..."

He handed a small bag of copper coins to the woman.

The woman, dressed in rags, looked at the priest before her with timidity and fear. Finally, she mustered her courage and asked, "Your Holiness, have we, these different kinds, been forgotten by the Father?"

Todd carefully pushed the blood from the syringe into a glass tube and stored it in a preservation box. Hearing this, he turned to look at the weathered refugee and said gently, "The Heavenly Father never abandons any believer. Please remember, the key is the steadfastness of your faith. These hardships are trials given to us by the Holy Spirit. Do not waver in your beliefs."

The woman gave him a grateful look, nodded, and stood up to bow to Todd.

Watching the other person walk away, Todd picked up the silver cross on his chest, looked at the holy book engraved on it, and sighed deeply.

Returning to his laboratory building with the latest batch of blood samples, Todd looked at the dozens of petri dishes on the table, each labeled with a different superpower in Latin.

Regeneration, Pain Resistance, Metal Armor, Flame Breath, Night Vision, Acidic Blood, Sonic Vibration...

There were about twenty different kinds in total, and Todd gave these petri dishes an interesting name.

"The Library of Supernatural Abilities".

For him, the biggest problem now is how to preserve these mutant bacteria. On the one hand, he needs to keep the bacteria active so that they don't die; on the other hand, he needs to ensure that there is no "bacterial contamination" to avoid mutations in their genetic traits.

In both past and present-day societies, the best method was freeze-drying preservation. This involved first freezing the microorganisms, then removing the water through sublimation under reduced pressure. Once the microorganisms lost most of their water, their physiological activities ceased, allowing them to maintain their viability for an extended period.

As a fallback, the "liquid paraffin covering preservation method" can be used, which involves covering the culture medium with sterilized liquid paraffin and then refrigerating it at low temperatures. This method is simple, requires no special equipment, has a wide range of applications, and can preserve the culture for a long time (several years or even more than ten years). However, the liquid paraffin used must be of high quality and must undergo several autoclave sterilization processes.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!