In a short while, the entire test tube exploded, and out crawled out a palm-sized, ugly-looking sea spider with a black-gray body.

"Failed again."

Cherla shook her head and recorded the 463rd failed experiment.

Then he stretched out his broad hand, crushed the hideous and strange sea spider to death with one hand, and threw it into a sterile environment for destruction.

As a researcher, I would not allow this deformed object mixed with deep-sea samples to wander around, and I would not leave even a trace of it.

"The container is made of coral jade crystals. This material is extracted under intense high pressure, and its melting point should be around 1,700 degrees Celsius. But it's already broken before it's even heated to its maximum potential. It's likely due to the blood sample..."

"Is this the blood of a behemoth...or perhaps divine blood, capable of altering the structure of living things? It's incredibly corrosive and polluting. Was my previous use on me just a fluke? How can I utilize it more effectively to promote the evolution of the entire ocean race?"

Cherla smiled bitterly a few times, looked at the failed experiment with a wise look, and quickly recorded the experimental data and results.

Repeated failures did not dampen his mentality, but he started the next experiment in an orderly manner.

But as a king, he only had a limited amount of time to spend on research each day, as he still had to go out and deal with various tedious affairs two hours later.

This is the daily life of a ruler of a hegemonic power. He has no time for pleasure or leisure. Every day he conducts monotonous experiments and deals with military and political affairs. Not only does he have to suppress or support various nobles to maintain the political balance, but he also has to personally lead the army to participate in the war on the front line at specific times.