Technology as the Pen, the Extraordinary as Ink, the World as Paper!

Yan Anqing immediately recognized him.

Ma Ran.

One of the three Golden-Eyed Ones he had "captured" himself.

His interest was instantly piqued.

The guy was such an unbelievable shut-in. What had possessed him to come looking for him today?

"Um... Dr. Yan."

Remembering the glimpses he had caught while passing the laboratory these past few days—various biological organs soaking in formalin—Ma Ran swallowed and asked in a dry voice, "Don't you feel sick spending every day in the lab?"

What kind of question was that?

Yan Anqing looked at him with an amused half-smile and teased, "Back in university, there was a braised meat shop right beneath the systematic anatomy lab."

"I can still vaguely remember how quite a few classmates would go buy braised meat after handling the Silent Mentors' cadaver specimens."

"Perhaps that doesn't give you much of a concrete impression?"

"Let me put it another way. Muscle fibers from corpses soaked in formaldehyde are exactly the same color as braised meat."

"If your nerves aren't strong enough, you can't study medicine."

"Even if you know you're fragile, timid, and afraid of blood, you still have to force yourself to adapt."

Hearing this, Ma Ran involuntarily imagined a group of pale-faced medical students using every ruthless means possible to force themselves to adapt to their surroundings.

Filled with solemn respect, he straightened up slightly and smoothly diverted the topic. "There weren't many girls in medical school, right?"

"Quite the opposite. At least in my year, the male-to-female ratio was roughly three to seven."

Yan Anqing shook his head. "If you're interested, you can ask Jiang Xinyue."

His respect instantly turned into envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Ma Ran gave a dry laugh before finally getting to the point. "Look, I was born under the red flag and raised as a successor of New China. As a Golden-Eyed One, I always stay in the base like a salted fish. Every day, I just watch anime, catch up on novels, and play games. I can't help feeling a little guilty about it."

"Oh..."

Yan Anqing's eyes lit up. "You mean?"

He could tell that Ma Ran had been stimulated by the results he had recently unveiled.

Fuxi Cells with a Superpower Cavity Structure had made it possible for laboratory mice to become extraordinary.

Yet there had been no news at all about superhuman cells in humans.

Based on the objective connections between things, Golden-Eyed Ones should also have similar cells in their bodies.

Yan Anqing had recently become famous, and Ma Ran trusted him, so he wanted to ask him to help find the corresponding superpower cells inside his body.

If Yan Anqing really discovered something, Ma Ran might very well become China's first extraordinary individual!

Even a salted-fish shut-in had dreams!

"I'd like to ask you to study my body."

Ma Ran honestly stated his purpose.

"I understand."

The corners of Yan Anqing's lips curled upward slightly, forming a pleasing arc.

That image-editing software that called itself a game was indeed absurdly powerful. It could alter and affect the real world, but its functions were extremely rudimentary—not even as comprehensive as some Photoshop programs.

Even Cross-Sectional Mapping, the function that analyzed the inside of the human body, had been one of the rewards for completing the Main Quest.

So Yan Anqing had no way to use Copy Paste to directly transfer Fuxi Cells into someone else's body by modifying a photograph for further research.

After all, Fuxi Cells had been taken from laboratory mice and contained mouse chromosomes and genetic fragments. If he directly applied for related human trials, it would be easy to create inhuman-looking mutants and freaks.

That would cause his carefully crafted image to collapse.

And Ma Ran's proposal was exactly like a pillow arriving when he was sleepy!

"The advancement and development of science requires talented people with a spirit of sacrifice like yours."

Yan Anqing nodded slightly. His gaze burned as he looked at Subject A and solemnly promised, "You can rest completely assured. Before live animal experiments have confirmed the success rate, I will never act recklessly. At the very least, your safety and health can be guaranteed."

It was a typical polite, performative statement.

The simple shut-in merely blinked his golden eyes and said in the tone of a brainless fan speaking to his idol, "I believe you!"

"Go back and rest first. See you at the Mojuke laboratory tomorrow morning."

That was what Yan Anqing said.

Early morning, in the cafeteria.

Zhang Xiaoyue poked at the preserved egg and lean pork congee in her bowl with a spoon, with no desire to eat it at all.

Her attention was entirely fixed on the phone screen to her left.

The top headline read, "Fuxi Cells—Scientist Yan Anqing's Epoch-Making Discovery."

Today, all major websites had been flooded with similar news.

Everywhere she looked, people were discussing "Superpower Cavities," "Fuxi Cells," and "Golden-Eyed Ones."

China's netizens were practically beside themselves with excitement, all of them filled with anticipation for the future.

The experimental report used in the news had been simplified. There were no overly obscure or difficult technical terms, and people could at least understand its significance!

Or rather, the writers of those articles had deliberately guided readers to the conclusion that the discovery of Fuxi Cells was equivalent to the invention and refinement of the steam engine and internal combustion engine during the Industrial Revolution—the new era where Greatness Returns to the Individual was about to arrive!

Many people regarded Fuxi Cells as the prologue to a new age.

Fifty times the biological energy storage efficiency, conversion speed, and output power!

If this technology could be applied to humans...

Heroes who could Leap over Walls and Run on Rooftops would no longer be confined to writing and the 2D world.

In the comment sections of major news sites, some people occasionally tried to stand out by hurling abuse at Yan Anqing, but those trolls were swiftly punished by righteous netizens.

The number one trending topic on Weibo had also become "Fuxi Cells—Yan Anqing."

Second place was "Superpower Cavity—Yan Anqing."

Zhang Xiaoyue was, after all, a Great God-level writer on Green River Literature Network. Her logic and thinking abilities were slightly above average, and she quickly deduced the truth behind the surface of the incident.

"Headlines, trending searches, news, CCTV, major forums... The state is promoting Yan Anqing and building momentum for him!"

The preserved egg and lean pork congee in her bowl was nearly congealing into jelly, yet Zhang Xiaoyue still had no appetite.

She simply could not understand why the higher-ups would do such a thing.

To raise the social standing of scientific researchers?

That explanation barely made sense, but she still felt as though she had overlooked something.

Unable to reach an answer despite racking her brains, Zhang Xiaoyue finally decided to stop overthinking it and gulped down the preserved egg and lean pork congee.

Then a girlish voice brimming with middle-school syndrome suddenly sounded beside her ear.

"He will create a new era."

It belonged to a Golden-Eyed girl who was only about one and a half meters tall and wore pink bunny pajamas.

She blinked her watery eyes and said in an almost chanting tone, "Technology as the pen, the extraordinary as ink, the world as paper. What kind of future will Yan Anqing write? This kitty is very much looking forward to it!"

Feeling gazes from every direction converge on them, Zhang Xiaoyue hurriedly covered the little girl's mouth.

"Let go! Mmph! Bad girl! Once I become an Essence Devouring Beast, I'll... I'll make you sit in a little dark room and write every day! If you don't write, you won't get to eat!"

The wildly struggling girl was named Miaomiao.

It was not an alias. Those two characters were written right on her ID card...

It was obvious from her name that she had easygoing parents. Zhang Xiaoyue was not the least bit surprised that they had raised a daughter with this kind of personality.

Miaomiao, Ma Ran, and Zhang Xiaoyue were the three Golden-Eyed Ones Yan Anqing had gained during his first field mission.

The three Golden-Eyed Ones, united by shared misfortune and common interests, quickly became friends.

"Meow Meow, what do you think this Star Scientist thing is about? The people up there have way too much imagination, don't they?"

Zhang Xiaoyue looked at Miaomiao and let out a quiet sigh.

The world was beginning to feel increasingly unfamiliar.

"It definitely exists... Aren't Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne examples?"

Miaomiao snorted and used Iron Man and Batman as examples. "I heard that someone named Shang Yin recently had his pupils turn silver, while his white hair turned black and he became younger again. That must be Great God Yan's secret research result!"

She pointed at her flat chest. "We, right here, are at the forefront of the world's great transformation!"

"Yan Anqing is basically someone who can make life preservers out of thin air with his bare hands!"

Zhang Xiaoyue curled her lips.

Shang Yin had been young to begin with, all right!

Growing young again? What an international joke...

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