"There were words written on the crack in the stone: Test Subject Number One."
"Oh, could you stop making me look at it? My head's spinning. It's disgusting."
Outside.
Han Fei looked at Professor Smith.
"Super Vision?"
"You could say that, but it's only vision beyond human limits. I expect that through the potion, by integrating animal genes and their unique structures, many animal traits that surpass humans can be brought out. The resulting abilities should be far stronger than they are now."
Professor Smith had clearly gone off on a tangent again. When it came to this genetic potion Han Fei had brought him, he always seemed to have endless wild ideas.
Han Fei nodded, but that was not the main point. He impatiently asked,
"What other abilities are there?"
Professor Smith glanced at Han Fei with some concern. He did not want his boss's expectations to get too high, lest things go badly for him later.
"My dear boss, I need to remind you beforehand. As I said before, many of them are based on enhancements to the human genome itself. The so-called abilities merely surpass humans in certain fundamental aspects. For example, vision can make them see many things clearly, but it cannot reach the level of a microscope, much less grant X-ray vision or farsight."
"As for smell, it would only allow them to distinguish scents accurately, perhaps not even better than a dog. Or physical fitness—it would roughly be the result of doubling the stamina of even a champion at their peak."
"And also..."
Han Fei interrupted Professor Smith.
"I understand what you mean. Basically, they're specialized enhancements in certain human aspects, right?"
Professor Smith hesitated. He wanted to say that was not quite an appropriate way to put it, but considering the funding...
"Yes, that's right. You could put it that way. Boss, you're very perceptive."
"Not bad. If we can specialize certain aspects, then sooner or later we'll be able to create enhancements that surpass humans in every way."
"But this weakened version of the potion can't let someone completely break through their physical limits anymore, right?" Han Fei asked blandly.
When Professor Smith heard the words "weakened version," he sighed inwardly. He knew his boss was not particularly satisfied, though he had expected it, so he was not too disappointed.
"That's right. The original potion could allow people to surpass human limits. But now, it cannot break through those limits, nor can it even reach the absolute limits of humanity. It can only bring each individual to their own limits. Its greatest advantage is probably that it can be mass-produced."
Han Fei shook his head, deeply disappointed.
This was not what he had imagined.
What he had wanted was something that could break through human limits, perhaps even reach the level of a First-generation Super Soldier.
As for the result...
He could only say it was barely satisfactory. At least it could be mass-produced.
"What about production capacity?"
"It's mainly limited by the output of Blood Orchid. However, each dose does not require much, so we can probably produce three hundred doses every three months."
"As for expanding Blood Orchid production, honestly, boss, I really don't have the energy to research that as well. All I can do is formulate the nutrient solution Blood Orchid currently needs." Professor Smith painfully rubbed his hair.
That area was visibly rather smooth.
Han Fei's lips twitched. "Got it. But Smith, you should know one of our old sayings: when Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, it first tests his resolve, exhausts his body, and starves his flesh..."
"You're a man destined for great things!"
He solemnly patted Professor Smith on the shoulder.
"...You're right."
"But, boss, I really could drop dead at any time." Recalling yesterday's collapse, Professor Smith finally spoke up.
For Smith, who loved research and could work without sleep or rest, to say something like that, Han Fei felt it was time to bring back another scientist comparable to him.
However, that would truly be difficult. He had been incredibly lucky to get Professor Smith, catching him at a time when the academic world had cast him aside and bringing him over from Britain.
Finding someone on Smith's level now would be difficult.
After all, his influence was still rather limited.
For now, he could only give it a try.
Germany? Or America?
Either seemed fine.
"Professor Smith's rank will be raised by one level, and his funding will increase by fifty percent."
Professor Smith's face lit up with joy.
"Thank you, boss."
"Let's call this weakened genetic potion the Blood Orchid Potion."
"From now on, produce it with all your strength."
After saying that, Han Fei turned and left. As for the other ability users,
he had no interest in seeing them at all.
Daily Life with Qi Lin
"This experiment was highly unsatisfactory! The boss is very dissatisfied!"
"I'm telling you, this is the situation. If you still refuse to work hard, I've got plenty of people who can replace you. Don't you..."
Professor Smith had instinctively mastered the capitalists' exclusive rhetoric of this country.
But Han Fei had no mood to care about that. Full of disappointment, he had returned home.
It was already late at night.
Han Fei had originally planned to wash up and sleep, but then he noticed a message from Qi Lin on his phone.
It had been sent more than half an hour ago.
He took a look. It was only a simple greeting.
So the question was:
Should he sleep now?
Or chat?
Was that even a question?
It was not!
"Sleep is the most important thing."
The next day.
After sleeping soundly, Han Fei felt like his mood had improved completely.
After washing up, Aunt Wu had already started preparing breakfast.
Only then did Han Fei unlock his phone.
"Sorry, I went to bed a little early last night."
After sending it, Han Fei did not wait for a response. Instead, he turned on the television, intending to find a movie to watch.
Then...
Smack!
"Black Star, I think some cultural dregs need to be cleaned out. What do you think?"
"Does Master mean a purification? I do not recommend doing so. The chaos in the entertainment industry is caused by capitalists like you, bzzz—"
The last few words were automatically deleted.
It continued,
"Money laundering, endorsements, and so on. In fact, many entertainers under your own businesses also endorse your brands and wield influence for you. Are you sure you want to offend your peers, hurt yourself, and make a thankless effort?"
Han Fei curled his lip. "Let them do whatever they want. Capital is inherently weak. As long as I don't touch their lifeline, what can they do? They should be sucking up to me instead. Besides, I just want to clean things up a little, at least so they don't burn my eyes. Why are you nagging so much?"
"I'm already this rich. Can't I cleanse my own eyes?"
"Yes. Command confirmed. Beginning execution."
He changed the channel to Lone Moon.
Han Fei watched with great interest.
At that moment, a reply came.
Han Fei watched television while replying from time to time.
That afternoon.
Han Fei went to Black Star Group's professional training base.
It was a comprehensive, scientifically designed professional training base.
Many of the instructors were retired or active special forces soldiers from countries all over the world. Their families were also with Black Star Group, so they could be said to be completely tied to the organization.
Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang were there now.
The moment Han Fei entered, he heard,
"Liu Chuang! Didn't you eat?! Why are you moving like a woman?!"
"Your salary is higher than all of ours! Are you worthy of that money?!"
"Will the boss be disappointed?! Will your benefits disappear? Are you going back into the mud again?!"
"Today's training is only one-third over, and this is all you've got? This? This? This?"
"You worthless rookie!"
"Get up!!!"
Right before Han Fei's eyes,
a yellow-skinned instructor was roaring at someone.
That voice and that expression made it seem as though he were training a dog.
And the person being yelled at
was wearing nothing but a pair of oversized shorts, desperately pumping two barbells that each weighed no less than sixty pounds.
His eyes were wide as bells.
Sweat poured down like rain.
And beside him came Zhao Xin's voice.
"Ren Tou Gou! If you can't take it, just say so! Lord Xin can still hold out for another thirty minutes!"
That guy was sprinting wildly on the treadmill.
He was moving incredibly fast.
"Bullshit. I... can... still... go,"
Liu Chuang shot back.
"Fine! Old Huang, increase the speed! Ren Tou Gou, do you dare keep up?"
"Damn! You're ruthless! I'm in!"
Gulp.
Han Fei swallowed. Their training intensity was nearly on par with his Eight Extremes Heaven training. Those two were working far too hard.
At that thought,
Han Fei wondered whether he should teach them Eight Extremes Heaven.
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