What was this called?
This was humanity's gospel!
A Regenerative Magnetic Field, Planet Reshaping Ecology, control over the Gravity Field—this was practically the mythic power that stabilized earth, water, wind, and fire, splitting heaven and earth apart!
Yet just as everyone in the know was going wild over Mars Number Seven, Dr. Fang, a titan of the scientific community, had consistently shown resistance toward the Number Seven Microorganism. She believed that this organism was not a gospel at all, but the source of disaster. No matter how beautiful Pandora looked, her box must never be opened.
The supporters, however, felt that Dr. Fang was worrying over an imaginary sky falling, making a mountain out of a molehill. What was so frightening about a tiny microorganism? Was she badmouthing it so badly just because it was not a project under her control, not something she had discovered? She was probably not guarding against risks, but guarding against funding being siphoned from her own projects.
Pah, disgusting!
Dr. Fang was plainly jealous of the worthy and envious of the capable. Put bluntly, she was forming cliques and excluding dissenters! She had led the field for too long and could not stand seeing others excel, could not stand seeing others surpass her. This was a monopoly, an obstruction to humanity's technological progress!
Thus, the scientific community split into two camps.
One camp stood firmly opposed; the other advocated for it with fanaticism.
In the end, humanity still decided to begin researching the Number Seven Microorganism.
Out of ecological considerations and various other concerns, research into the Number Seven Microorganism was ultimately not conducted on Earth. All samples on Earth were destroyed, and Mars was designated as the research site for the Number Seven Microorganism. The investment was astronomical.
Having poured in enormous capital,