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Dusk falls in the western city, in the cabinet council chamber.

After reading the report that had just been handed to him, Emerson pinched the bridge of his nose and said with a headache, "Such a huge accident has occurred during the first widespread introduction of mutants! One person died, and two others mutated!"

Huggins glanced at the two sketches drawn by the artists: one was a two-meter-tall orc with a blue face, fangs, and well-developed muscles; the other was a werewolf covered in hair and with sharp teeth and a piercing mouth.

“Logically speaking, the bacterial ‘fluid’ used for inoculation is a product that has undergone rigorous screening and testing, so such an accident shouldn’t have occurred.” Huggins flipped the sketch aside and looked at Wayne, who was staring blankly at the conference table, emphasizing his words: “Moreover, this alien popularization only used six of the most basic mutant bacteria, and each volunteer was only allowed to receive one mutant ability. Even so, such an accident still occurred. Isn’t that strange?”

Wayne shifted his gaze to Huggins: "In the library of heaven, there is a book called the General Principles of Human Microbiology, which mentions that there is something in the human body called genes. Everyone has different genes, which means that when inoculated with mutant bacteria, everyone has a small probability of mutation."

Emerson and Hudgens exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing deep suspicion.

“Gentlemen, if there’s nothing else, I must take my leave.” Wayne stood up and bowed slightly. “I still have one ship to finish.”

Watching Wayne leave the room, Huggins crossed his arms, frowned, and remained silent.

Emerson picked up the two sketches, examined them carefully, and said with concern, "I don't trust this veterinarian."

Huggins said, "I spoke with Master Terence, and he told me that at Murray University, Wayne Dunlop's expertise in microbiology and heterology was unmatched."

Emerson said in a deep voice, "We can't let him do whatever he wants."

Huggins paused for a moment, then continued, "I've heard that the Alien Association is also involved in this incident."

"The Heterogeneous Society?!" Emerson exclaimed in surprise. "You mean, His Majesty tacitly approved of this vaccination incident?"

Huggins stood up, supporting himself on the table with both hands: "It's not clear yet, but I'll have someone keep an eye on Wayne. At the same time, I'll find an opportunity to report these matters to His Majesty."