Endless gene sequences flashed through the Gene Atlas archive chamber. Standing to one side, the Great Slug Sage stared at the intricate sequences until her eyes swam.
"I can't take it anymore. My eyes are spinning, my mind is a mess, and I feel like my body is about to melt into a puddle." The Great Slug Sage swayed as though she were about to fall.
The Gene Atlas sequences threw both her body and her mind into complex disarray, making the genes in her body faintly agitated. Frightened, she hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to look again.
She had organized a vast number of gene sequences while compiling the Gene Atlas, but she had never imagined that her work was still no more than a drop in the ocean, utterly insignificant.
When the entire He-El Universe computed and displayed every sequence in the Gene Atlas, she could not even look at them. She had yet to gain enough control over her body to receive these gene sequences, and their effect on her genes was far too great.
The sheer number of intricate gene sequences triggered shifts in the frequencies of her own genes, almost making them believe they needed to undergo another evolutionary leap and a fresh round of adaptation to their environment.
"Don't look at too much. You haven't gained control of your body at the genetic level yet. If you look at too much, your genes will think they need to evolve and dissolve your consciousness." The evolution of complex gene sequences reflected in He-El's deep eyes as he calmly used the He-El Universe to perform computations on his own genes.
He-El's Kryptonian genes were actually nothing more than unremarkable researcher genes, with little to distinguish them. Yet back on Krypton, what he had achieved had