What would you do if you suddenly gained Superman's powers?
Beat up Batman first?
But there's no Batman in the real world!
"First, I have to ensure my own safety."...
"The three of us brothers did something really big, you don't know..."
The third brother's excited words were interrupted by the eldest brother, Qian Sui, who said, "Shut up, you're dragging your feet. Let me speak."
"The three of us found three vacant server hosts around the world and established a triangular network. Compared to the previous 'official website,' the new 'official website' is now more powerful and more efficient at collecting information."
That's all?
Gao Yang was skeptical.
He had previously seen the official website's construction foundation, which was based on the bodies of Chitose and his group.
There is absolutely no need for external servers; in fact, external servers would only slow down their performance.
Do they have a better way of handling this?
He only had a slight suspicion, but didn't take it too seriously, nor did he delve into the three brothers' memory logs.
Everyone has the right to privacy. Although the three brothers would not refuse his search, it was really not a good feeling to wander into the depths of someone's mind whenever he wanted.
"Just keep it under control, as long as you don't go too far."
Watching Gao Ang go upstairs, the three brothers exchanged glances. Qian Sui leaned over and pressed the youngest brother down, saying, "If you can't speak properly, then speak less. If you like to tattle again, I'll shut your mouth."
"Boss, I was wrong."
The third brother knew he had almost caused trouble and honestly admitted his mistake.
"Keep all memories of the events deep inside, and don't mention a single word about them unless you ask me."
The leader's aura was fully unleashed.
Although the second and third brothers have evolved more completely than the thousand-year-old, from an ethical point of view, the thousand-year-old has an innate suppression of them, and many of the functions and permissions of the two brothers were opened to them by the thousand-year-old.
"Boss, are you sure the boss won't be angry?" the second brother asked in a muffled voice on their local network.
"They might get angry, but they won't go so far as to beat us up."
"Then...should we let those people take the initiative and wipe them out completely?" the second brother suggested slyly.
"You're asking for it!"
Qian Sui glared fiercely at the second son. If the master hadn't been upstairs, he would have kicked him.
How could he not understand what the second brother meant?
It's nothing more than using some means to make those people hurt Gao Feng's family members; the extent of that is controllable.
For example, there might be evidence of their attack, or that Gao's father or mother suffered a minor injury.
In that case, Gao Feng would definitely go berserk and wipe out all those people. Robert would suffer the same fate as them, and they might even be worse off than Robert.
"Second brother, you are only allowed to have this thought once. Don't even think about it again. Getting them hurt is already the bottom line for Master. If you dare to set your sights on Master's family, you're really finished."
"I'm doing this to prevent future troubles," the second son continued to argue.
"Preventing future troubles is bullshit. Killing these three will only bring in thirty more, three hundred more. The most crucial thing is that you'll harm Mr. [Sir's] family, understand?"
If it weren't for the fear of Gao Feng noticing the commotion, Qian Sui would have really wanted to teach the second brother a lesson.
"Hmm," the second brother grunted, then fell silent.
Gao Ang, who was upstairs, had no idea what the three brothers had done, nor did he feel that anything was amiss.
He had already delegated authority, and the three little ones had been performing quite well recently, so he was overjoyed and stopped checking their memory logs.
The three little ones seemed to know they had done something wrong, and they stopped running around in front of Gao Ang as usual, which made Gao Ang feel like something was missing.
Looking at the test tube in his hand, Gao Feng felt that he had oversimplified the issue of genetics.
He can see the composition of each gene segment, but so can scientists.
Although scientists use instruments and it takes them a long time, they have a large number of people.
If all goes as expected, the human genome has most likely been observed at the microscopic level.
The reason why no major discoveries have been announced so far is probably because the actual function of the gene fragments has held them back.
Just like him, they can see the structure of each gene segment, but they know nothing about their specific functions.
Even with Lillian's information, he couldn't be sure that everything in it was accurate.
What if we only study half of the data?
The actual function of gene fragments requires repeated verification, and it cannot be accomplished in three to five years.
If a certain gene segment is modified, what symptoms it might cause can only be determined after the experimental subject implanted with that gene segment dies naturally.
Some diseases manifest in childhood, while others only appear in old age.
At this moment, Gao Ang became somewhat worried about Director Zhang.
"It's just strengthening some cells, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"
As for Yang Kai, he wasn't too worried, because he hadn't done anything drastic to Yang Kai; he had only synthesized some metabolic byproducts, which had basically no impact on Yang Kai's internal ecosystem.
"Your Majesty, please keep an eye on Director Zhang's health. If there are any abnormalities, please notify me immediately."
"Received. Sir, the spy satellites from the mountain country have been pointing at us, and the communication frequencies around us are much more frequent than before."
"You mean, what kind of wicked scheme are those Japanese devils plotting?"
"Maybe." Qian Sui wasn't too sure either, after all, it was satellite communication, and he didn't have the ability to steal the specific communication content.
"There shouldn't be any problems, right? We're on the list of places to be closely watched, and there's a lot of attention in China as well. Those Japanese devils shouldn't be so ungrateful."
At this point, Gao Ang tugged at his newly sprouted mustache and continued, "But just in case, since that Tony was able to come over last time, it's possible he has other high-tech gadgets he hasn't shown yet. So, have those four brothers on duty tonight, and if they spot any suspicious targets, call me."
"receive."
Everything was calm and peaceful at night.
No abnormalities were detected by the thermal imaging equipment deployed by the relevant departments, and no noise was received by the sonar equipment.
Inside a building across from Changying Island, several people dressed in ordinary clothes were observing the direction of Changying Island.
"Team leader, nothing unusual."
"Don't let your guard down. Those people won't let that meteorite stay there quietly. They're very wicked."
"I just don't understand why the higher-ups left the meteorite behind and didn't send anyone to protect it?"
One of the group members, with a toothpick in his mouth, asked without turning his head.
They were field personnel belonging to Bureau 303, which, to put it bluntly, meant doing manual labor.
"How do you know there was no protection? Do you think the leaders wouldn't have thought of that?"
"you mean?"
The toothpick guy asked another question.
"This stuff should have all belonged to us, but that kid stole half of it. Do you think the higher-ups will let this go?"
The leading man checked his equipment, applied some oil, and then spoke;
"The reason it seems unguarded, I guess, is because they're waiting for some Tom, Dick, or Harry to steal it. Once they've got it, Xu and his team will intercept them, and that way, the kid won't have a chance to talk back. 'You can't even guard your own things, how dare you keep occupying this position without doing your job?' That's the logic, right?"
The toothpick-wielding man nodded and perked up again.
That being said, if we could actually catch one or two people, that would be a second-class merit award on the job.
At two o'clock in the morning, all was quiet, with a gentle sea breeze and the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks carrying far.
Two black dots slowly emerged from the water on the north side of Changying Island.
His attire was exactly the same as Tony's that Gao had caught before, no wonder he was able to evade the observation of the people on the other side.
After confirming that there was no danger around, the two went ashore one after the other.
He walked slowly and cautiously toward the weather station, keeping a distance of ten meters.
Their plan, which they thought was foolproof, turned out to be full of loopholes in Gao Feng's case.
In fact, he discovered it when they were within 10 kilometers of Cheung Ying Island.
"Your Excellency, do you think we're lucky or unlucky? I haven't been able to test my sonic weapon yet, and then someone just delivered it to our doorstep..."
Gao Feng rubbed the weapon in his hand, slightly excited.
“We’ve always been lucky, sir.”
Gao Ang lay on the bed, smiled silently at Qian Sui's answer, and gently pressed the launch button in his hand.
A sonic channel immediately appeared within his full-force field.
It passed through the head of the bed, then through three walls—one in the bedroom, one at the front door, and one in the courtyard—and went straight through the head of the last person.
The full-force field images showed that the person's cerebral cortex cells immediately became active, even exceeding the limits of ordinary people.
Because some cells are overactive, they directly promote blood flow.
The blood vessels dilated rapidly, completely squeezing out the activity space of some other neurons.
Ten seconds later, the person behind him gritted his teeth and endured for a while before collapsing on the spot.
He wanted to call for help and to stop the person in front of him, but apart from the pain, he had no control over his body at all.
The sound of a body falling to the ground startled the person in front of him. Before he could react, he felt like his head was about to explode.
Immediately afterwards, everything went black, and he followed in his companion's footsteps.
Before falling into a coma, he had only one thought: Could there really be immortals in the Eastern Kingdom? The novel wasn't a lie after all.
They observed that there was no one in the courtyard, only a cat.
Although this does not match the intelligence provided by the Mountain Country Special Affairs Bureau, wouldn't it be easier to get things done without anyone around?
The question is, why would someone suffer misfortune even when there was no one around? Besides the explanation of a deity, what other reason could there be?
"These two are truly special trainees; an ordinary person could only last six seconds at most."
Gao Ang put away the weapon in his hand and carefully examined it. "What a treasure! It can kill without leaving a trace. It's terrifying."
He didn't kill the two men; he just made them faint.
September 27th, Changying Island, gentle breeze;
Infrasound weapons have officially been deployed, and the results are quite good, within expectations.
Nothing unexpected happened, but some problems still exist:
1. This varies from person to person. People with good physical condition will have a slightly longer resistance time, but they will generally be hit in about 10 seconds, which should be within a controllable range.
2. If the distance is close, the impact area is a bit small, and the number of cells affected will not be significant. The muzzle needs to be optimized further, just enough to adjust the muzzle radius.
If you put those two unlucky guys in an open field, they shouldn't freeze to death, right?
The next morning, the two unconscious people were discovered by the authorities, and they and their equipment disappeared without a trace in no time.
There was no press conference, nothing unusual happened, and it was as if nothing had ever occurred.
The car carrying the two people drove smoothly on the road, while several people chatted casually in the car in front.
"What a pity, they didn't even give us a chance to show our skills."
One of the team members crossed his arms and sighed softly.
"You've got to be kidding me. You're giving me a chance to talk like you can beat them."
Another teammate started taunting, and the former glared at him angrily, "If I can't beat them, I still have you guys, right? Besides, there are only two of them, do you think they can turn the world upside down?"
"Quiet down, can you figure out how they were subdued?"
In the passenger seat, a man wearing sunglasses asked the question.
"Our thermal imagers did not detect any trace of them, which may be related to the equipment they were wearing."
"The fact that they stopped in place, then walked straight ahead after getting ashore without hesitation suggests that there were no obvious threats around them."
"There were no defensive actions and no other obvious external injuries. We need to take him back for an internal examination before we can draw a final conclusion."
The bespectacled man turned around and glanced at his team members. "You've said nothing for all. This guy isn't under our jurisdiction; just hand him over to the Municipal Bureau. Ask them for a medical report in a few days, and while you're at it, get a copy of his interrogation statement too."
"Yes, team leader."
...
On Changying Island, Gao Ang is still busy with the modification project of the infrasound weapon.
He used the blueprints created by Qian Sui and made one with ordinary materials, but it was useless.
Forget about emitting infrasound; it's just like a hairdryer.
"It seems the crux of the problem is the materials."
After smacking his lips twice, Gao Ang felt that his invention was just another useless invention.
Unless a mass-producible material can be found to replace his vocal cords, it's all nonsense.
He also tried using his own cells to co-fertilize some materials to see if he could get a product like NSG.
The result was not good. Under the action of the arc box, it produced materials with good conductivity, similar to NSG; under the action of the magnetic field, it produced materials similar to permanent magnets. It did not produce any material that could emit the same vibration frequency.
"Perhaps the assimilation method is incorrect?"
The electric arc box can generate electrical conductivity, and the electromagnetic field can generate permanent magnets. What if these two materials are placed inside a vibration wave?
That won't work either. Even within a vibrational wave, the material that wants to be assimilated will at most vibrate along with it, but without other external forces, its molecular structure won't change!
"I have a headache," Gao Ang sighed as he stood on the second-floor balcony.
Xiao Hua, who had nothing to do, joined in the fun, opened her mouth wide, showed her little white teeth, and yawned.
Theoretically speaking, for ordinary materials to advance to higher-level materials, they must absorb energy.
The same applies to NSG, which absorbs electrical energy; the same is true for unnamed auxin, which also absorbs electrical energy.
Since neither electrical nor magnetic energy works this time, we need to find another way to generate energy.
Thermal energy? Radiant energy?
"Let's try burning it first and see if it works."
His original vocal cords were carbon-based life compounds, so the new materials also had to be similar synthetic compounds.
Because assimilation can only be fully realized on objects of the same element, this is a groundbreaking discovery.
So, he "printed" a vibrant vocal cord based on the structure of a normal human vocal cord.
After placing the two experimental specimens in a pressure cooker, Gao Feng began his spellcasting process.
He dared not apply too high a temperature directly, for fear of overheating the real vocal cords...
As the temperature gradually rises, the color of the vocal cords begins to change... eventually turning white, indicating they're cooked, and releasing a meaty aroma...
"Failure, all over!"
Gao Ang tossed the well-cooked chunk of meat directly from the pressure cooker to Xiao Hua, saying, "Consider this an extra treat for you."
Xiaohua took a bite and spat it out immediately. "Mmm." It has no flavor. Add some seasoning.
"You're quite a picky eater..."
Salt, cumin, and a pinch of chili powder—mix them all together, and a small bowl of freshly made braised meat is presented to Xiaohua.
After a few more bites, Little Flower happily flapped her cat ears twice and meowed. Delicious! The cook did a great job.
Seeing Xiaohua so happy, Gao Ang felt much of the negative emotions brought on by the failed experiment subside.
"Sir, Zhang Youwei from Deep Sea sent you a message saying that there is a problem with the quantity of raw materials."
Have you checked?
While fiddling with the little flower's bowl, Gao Feng asked a question without turning his head.
"We've checked, and there are no issues with SF Express's logistics. The problem might be internal. There are no monitoring or recording devices in NSG's synthesis workshop, so the specific cause cannot be determined yet."
"Then check the movements of the people in the workshop. Has anyone had contact with strangers after get off work?"
"There are no abnormalities. Everyone is going to get off work and keeping a normal schedule."
Gao Ang finally turned around, "Does that mean the lost portion is still within a controllable range?"
"That's roughly the gist of it. Zhang Youwei himself should be fine, and he has also initiated a self-investigation by all relevant personnel, but still found nothing. In addition, given the characteristics of NSG, it is difficult for most instruments to track it, so he hopes you can solve this problem."
NSG can be described as a colorless, odorless, and DNA-free carbon-based compound, and its raw material is a powdery dust substance.
Aside from arguing for yourself, there's really nothing anyone else can do.
"Book a plane ticket and go to the deep sea."