Black and White, Top and Bottom / Tifa's Coming-of-Age Gift (Third Bonus Chapter)

Unexpectedly, the creator Jenova had been playing the Schrodinger Company like a dog for a decade, secretly planting seeds of future trouble in Japan.

Based on the current extent of this alien deity's erosion of the Four Islands of Japan, she can at least manipulate large-scale crustal changes, creating a sense of mystery and crisis by triggering earthquakes.

In this way, the anxious and fearful people, facing natural disasters that are beyond human control, will blindly pray for divine protection in order to survive.

As more and more people abandon critical thinking and actively accept integration, Jenova Cells will proliferate at an alarming rate, further transforming the Four Islands of Japan.

But if all these patients are killed, their souls, flowing back into the planetary energy system, will infuse the Jenova will they carry into the world's Great Source.

Every patient with Star Mark Syndrome is a potential threat. Indulging them will only lead to disaster, but killing them all is not an option. Prevention is the only viable approach.

However, the countdown to the sinking of Four Islands of Japan in three days has undoubtedly amplified public anxiety, making control extremely difficult.

The current situation is like an unsolvable knot.

As expected of someone who can treat Shinra like a dog, even when cornered, they can still stir up trouble and turn the tide.

Kevin, a representative of friendly figures from the public, Lufus, president of Schrodinger Company, and Tendou Kisara, the Tool Person and liaison for the Japanese Government, all looked worried.

"Perhaps there's a way. Let me borrow these two for a bit; I need to talk to them privately about some things..."

Sumire Muroto seemed to have thought of something, grabbed Kevin and Tifa, and hurriedly headed for the door.

As national treasure-level medical experts, everyone probably knew that this crazy woman would not speak without reason, so they could only watch the two leave.

In addition, to remedy today's mistake, Lufus and Tendou Kisara unanimously passed an order to strengthen control over the entire territory of Japan.

In addition to curfews and quarantines, the frequency and number of patrols by the Imperial Army, Self-Defense Forces, and civilian police will increase exponentially.

In any case, we must suppress the situation before the final offensive.

Meanwhile, with Kevin's help, the two traveled through Spatial Rift and arrived at Sumire Muroto's research institute.

"Do you remember last time, when Tifa was injured by Sephiroth and her body was infiltrated with destructive Jenova Cells, what did I use to save her?"

"You developed a miracle drug? But without production line operations for three days, how many can you produce?"

Kevin suddenly remembered the night he almost strangled Sumire Muroto in his excitement, and immediately gripped Tifa's hand tightly. His brows relaxed for a moment, then furrowed again after considering the feasibility.

"Actually, how much you can produce depends on you..."

Sumire Muroto reached for a half-empty bottle of beer on the table, took a small sip, stared intently at Kevin, and murmured with a hint of amusement.

Chapter 544, Section 572: Black and White, Attacker and Submissive

"Have you ever wondered why these individual Jenova Cells parasites, the Shinra Special Forces, all eventually evolve into a form with angelic wings?"

While Kevin was puzzled, Sumire Muroto took out a glass tube, lay on the table, and rolled it back and forth in front of her eyes. Inside, a black feather looked like a perfect work of art.

With the guidance of this national treasure-level medical expert, Kevin's thoughts began to wander, and he began to argue his points in his mind.

In theory, Shinra Special Forces are the most perfect biological individuals created by Jenova and integrated with Jenova Cells. The mimicry of Jenova Cells will cause these hosts to evolve towards the most perfect biological form.

The basis for this replication is likely the biological replication template that Jenova possesses within his memories.

"Friendly reminder: the Creator Jenova was discovered in the Siberia region. Think about what happened there ten years ago, Your Highness Kevin?"

Sumire Muroto played with the black feather in the glass tube without any sign of boredom, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Ten years ago! Siberia! Angelic form! The war to slay gods!

Kevin suddenly realized, pointing to himself with an incredulous expression.

"The Jenova Cells in the Shinra Special Forces are replicating my genes!"

With the mystery solved, Sumire Muroto snapped her fingers in satisfaction, spun her chair, pulled out the keyboard, and opened a series of professional medical test reports.

Meanwhile, Kevin took out the remaining half bottle of blood from the drawer and showed it off by this medical genius (see Chapter 501 for details).

"Genetically speaking, you two are indeed related. If we compare the creator Jenova, to the mother of Shinra Special Forces..."

"And you are the [father] they are trying so hard to imitate, and the black and white wings on these brats are irrefutable proof!"

When this unbelievable truth was revealed, not only Kevin, but even Tifa, who was only half-understanding, couldn't help but widen her eyes and slightly open her cherry lips.

"I bet it was your heroic act of killing Earth Mother Goddess Gaia, that awakened Jenova was sleeping beneath the ice plains."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, Jenova piloted the Ark of Stars, intending to invade Earth, but was taught a lesson by the Earth Mother Goddess Gaia, who beat him so badly that he couldn't take care of himself. And you indirectly avenged her and won her heart!"

"As the most perfect species on their respective planets, she fell in love with you at first sight and is determined to have your child!"

"So, this alien god secretly collected your genetic fragments on the ice plains. After they were brought back to light, the Shinra Special Forces program was launched, and she took the opportunity to combine your genes with Jenova Cells and embed them into the biological templates of Sephiroth and others!"

"But I didn't expect that you would still stand against them, mother and son. How about that? Doesn't it feel a bit like a family drama?"

A family drama? Boss, is this another reason why I was put in charge? This is so melodramatic!

Kevin's facial muscles twitched violently. He never imagined that one day he would become the object of aliens' sperm donation, and even produce unfinished products like Sephiroth.

At this moment, Tifa, who had been successfully fooled by Sumire Muroto's teasing, actually nodded with a hint of doubt, and even her gaze towards Kevin was filled with a strange look.

The somewhat unorthodox medical genius sniffed at Kevin like a hunting dog, squinting his eyes and chuckling.

"Yes, that's right. You can even seduce a ten-thousand-year-old mummy. You really do exude an aura of sin from head to toe!"

"You'd better watch out, Tifa. If you get too close to him, you'll get eaten up sooner or later! Not even a trace left!"

Fortunately, Tifa chuckled and shook her head, instead gripping Kevin's hand tightly, her eyes filled with comfort and trust.

"Hey, haven't you had enough? You didn't call me here just to discuss this gossip, did you? What's the important thing?"

Kevin felt a surge of warmth within him, then coldly interrupted Sumire Muroto's entertainment.

"Is there even a question? Of course, it's seduction..."

Sumire Muroto crunched on a biscuit, a hint of excitement gleaming in her eyes, seemingly eagerly anticipating how the story would unfold.

"What the hell! Are you kidding me?!" Kevin, who was being used as the object of his imagination, turned pale and wished he could summon the Skyfire Greatsword and skewer this woman into barbecue.

Tifa's eyes first revealed an unusual sternness, causing Kevin, who wanted to teach some crazy woman a lesson, to obediently shrug and stand still.

Immediately, the older sister next door stepped forward, placed her hands clasped over her lower abdomen, and then bowed solemnly to Sumire Muroto, pleading earnestly.

"Kevin offended you because he was worried about me. Please tell us the answer to the problem of treating the Star Mark Syndrome patients, please!"

Sumire Muroto immediately pulled out a chair, avoiding Tifa's bow, and waved helplessly, rolling her eyes.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you guys. Do you remember what I said that night?"

"Your blood has a very strong genetic coverage..."

"If we were to compare you and your creator, Jenova, to a married couple, the patient infected with Star Mark Syndrome would be like the egg cell in her uterus..."

"And what you have to do is to possess her forcefully! Stuff your seed into the seedbed he's cultivating! Cover up the biological characteristics of the Jenova Cells!"

Kevin's eyes lit up, and his thoughts suddenly became clear, but he quickly became somewhat depressed again.

"But hearing your description makes me feel like such a jerk."

Isn't that so?

Sumire Muroto retorted, then resumed crunching on her biscuit, pouring cold water on the situation.

"Also, don't get too excited yet. This is just my guess, and whether it will work is another matter..."

"Reaching your and Jenova's level of existence is almost godlike. All those with Star Mark Syndrome are like believers waiting to be developed..."

"Whether they accept the fusion of Jenova Cells or choose to be baptized by the angel's radiance, their subjective will is extremely important!"

"Simply put, it's a battle for faith! Now, it's your turn to demonstrate your fatherly authority, Prince Kevin..."

Immediately, Sumire Muroto, feeling a bit thirsty, downed the beer she had drunk the night before, her tone both subdued and excited.

"Black and white, god and demon..."

"Good and evil, attack and defense..."

You'll only know once you try!

Faced with this seasoned driver who's always ready to make suggestive remarks, Kevin's lips twitched. What was originally a serious topic instantly turned sour in her mouth.

Time was of the essence, and Kevin, not wanting to waste time arguing with this woman, simply rolled up his sleeves and responded curtly.

"Draw as much blood as you want..."

Unexpectedly, Sumire Muroto slapped Kevin's hand away, took two plastic cups out of the drawer, and handed them to him with a strange smile.

Why are you giving me this?

Kevin was a little confused, looking bewildered.

"Scientific name: Tadpole collection cup. When it comes to the richness of genetic material, nothing in blood cells can compare to this..."

"For the sake of science, let's make a sacrifice..."

Sumire Muroto hooked her arm around Kevin's shoulder and whispered without any restraint.

Are you kidding me?

Kevin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his expression was sinister.

"Don't worry, it's not like you're just going to masturbate; I've brought people with me..."

The somewhat eccentric woman pointed with a smile at Tifa, who was holding hands with Kevin.

The two parties stared at each other in bewilderment, and an eerie silence fell over the laboratory.

P. S.: Barring any unforeseen circumstances, there will be two updates before midnight and one update around 2 AM.

I have a bit of a collecting habit, and I hope that those of you whose blades are about to expire will contribute a little something so that this book can reach a total of 4000 blades.

Chapter 545, Section 573: Tifa's Coming-of-Age Ceremony (Third Update)

At the Sumire Muroto Research Institute, a medical genius, sitting at his computer desk drinking coffee, was locked in an empty sample collection room when he clearly felt the ground and walls vibrating, and his eyelids twitched.

The bottles and jars on the shelves were constantly shaking, and the various precious tissue specimens were almost broken several times due to the noise from the sample collection room.

At this moment, Tifa, who was sitting knee-to-knee beside him, had a flushed face and looked somewhat uneasy.

"Hey! Can you stop making a fuss? It's been half an hour already!"

Finally, after helping the fallen mannequin Charlie to her feet, Sumire Muroto knocked on the iron door of the sample collection room and snorted coldly inside.

After a moment of deathly silence, Kevin, his face grim, Door Opening, his expression equally hostile.

"Why not use what's readily available? Do you really want me to order takeout for you?"

Sumire Muroto crossed her arms, her tone sarcastic, her eyes revealing a hint of contempt.

Is this thing necessary?

Kevin shook his numb right hand and asked reluctantly.

"Theoretically, to achieve Jenova Cells information coverage for tens of millions of people, that would be crucial, supplementing experimental data!"

Sumire Muroto straightened her white coat, twirled her pen, and spoke in a serious tone.

"So... do you have any movies?"

Kevin's facial muscles twitched violently as he forced out a difficult question through clenched teeth, his level of embarrassment reaching its peak.

Isn't it a bit impolite of you to ask a lady that kind of question?

Sumire Muroto raised an eyebrow, her voice low, then quickly scratched her messy long hair, put on rubber gloves, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Alright, I'll sacrifice myself and do it myself..."

Kevin felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively distanced himself from the slovenly necrophiliac doctor, his attitude speaking volumes.

Deeply hurt, Sumire Muroto frowned, on the verge of exploding, and the tension between the two grew increasingly palpable.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure cut in the middle, grabbed Kevin, and headed towards the small dark room.

"Sister Tifa, I..."

Kevin was somewhat resistant, believing that although he was a bit of a jerk, under normal circumstances, he really couldn't force someone close to him to do something against his will.

"Stop talking, we don't have much time to waste..."