Genetic Defect

"He fainted?"

Above Tokyo, a massive silver flying saucer hovered silently above the clouds. An Qingyu, dressed in a white research coat, stood steadily atop the saucer.

The howling winds at high altitude whipped the hem of his coat with a loud flutter. His left hand rested in his coat pocket while his right held a phone. His bangs danced in the wind as he gazed down at the tiny city below, his brows knitting slightly.

"Yes, his body has turned bluish-gray, and he's stiff all over like stone. His temperature and heart rate are both dropping..." Uncle Kyosuke's anxious voice came through the phone. "What's happening? Do you have any ideas?"

An Qingyu fell silent for a moment, slowly closing his eyes as he began searching through the information related to the god-creation experiment in his mind.

Seven or eight seconds later, he opened his eyes.

"I think I know what it is." An Qingyu's gaze turned grave. "Over the course of these past dozen years of experiments, the Oracle Envoys injected him with drugs that forcibly stimulated his potential. His lifespan and vitality have been ruthlessly drained by those drugs. If he were a normal person, he probably would have dropped dead after being stimulated like that three or four times.

"But at the same time, the Oracle Envoys also injected him with large quantities of drugs rich in life potential, creating a delicate balance with the consumption of his potential. Under the regulation of the King's Blood, that balance could steadily enhance his own abilities.

"But that delicate balance is extremely fragile. His body has already developed a dependency on the drugs themselves. Once he remains separated from the balance created by those two drugs for too long, his body will automatically begin to collapse..."

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