An associate professor in life engineering travels to a medieval European fantasy world. Using modern biochemistry, he discovers that viruses, bacteria, and parasites extinct in human history are a...
The woman took out a palm-sized lead box from her bosom, and then took out a small glass bottle containing a small amount of black, viscous liquid.
"This is the Tyrant Virus?!" Excited Wayne took two steps forward and reached for the glass bottle.
With a flick of her wrist, the woman sent the glass bottle back into the lead box.
Wayne asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
The woman weighed the lead box in her hand, then smiled and said, "You say you've completed my task, how am I supposed to know it's true?"
"You don't need to force me to do this; I'll recommend it to His Majesty myself!" Wayne said indignantly. "You know what? I've long thought that if I could acquire Eagle Vision and X-ray vision in the experiments, it would save me a lot of time and energy. So, on this matter, we're on the same page!"
"As for the proposal I submitted, not only did Prime Minister Emerson approve it, but His Majesty also signed it. I saw it with my own eyes! Starting next week, the popularization of superpowers will begin in Muxi City!"
The woman looked at Wayne's flushed face and figured he wasn't faking it, so she gently placed the lead box on the table.
Watching Wayne eagerly open the lead box and take out the items inside, the woman muttered to herself, "With this, the first step of the plan is complete."
Wayne held the glass bottle up to the light, pinching it between his fingers, and exclaimed, "This is what the Tyrant Virus really looks like?!"
The woman found a chair, sat down, and looking at Wayne's obsessive expression, asked, "You still haven't given up on your human modification plan?"
Wayne carefully placed the glass bottle back into the lead box, his expression trembling with excitement: "Of course not! What is a human? A human is the combination of soul and body! I have made tremendous progress in my research on the soul. And the Tyrant Virus you sent has given me inspiration for body modification; it can combine two or more different organisms to form a completely new species!"
Wayne brought his face close to the woman's, his eyes bloodshot, spittle flying: "You've cracked the secrets of the soul, and now you possess the method of refining the body. Do you know what that means? Do you know what that means?!"
The woman looked at the excited face in front of her, took a step back in disgust, and although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still asked nonchalantly, "What does it mean?"
Wayne shouted, "I can create new life! I can become the creator of new species!"
Having heard the other party mention this answer several times, the woman stood up with a smile: "I'm glad to see that your original intention remains unchanged, Mr. Wayne, but there's one thing I still need to remind you... No matter what your experiments are like or what your purpose is, I will always keep my 'eyes' watching you..."
Wayne waved his hand dismissively: "Whatever. As for now, Lord Rachel, I'm about to begin my experiment. Please don't disturb me."
Rachel pulled back her hood, revealing her true face. Her gaze toward Wayne gradually turned cold as she softly said, "Mr. Wayne, I wish your experiment a speedy success."