Inside a cloning pod, the sudden sound of birdsong rang out.
It sounded like a crow, a sparrow, and a cicada all at once. It was hardly refined, filled with an irritating din.
Yet beneath that din, the different cloning pods began to resonate.
A constant "rumble" rang out from every cloning pod—the sign that the pods were operating at full efficiency.
Within the gene-adjustment fluid, green skeletal outlines appeared first, followed by green organs and green flesh. Finally, even the skin and facial features were successfully cloned.
But the facial features of these clones resembled none of the Walters. They looked more like—Airplane.
"Bang!"
The door was forcefully pushed open. Airplane, naked as the day he was born and still lacking a little something down there, walked out with some difficulty, his hands and feet still twitching from the post-cloning spasms.
One Airplane, two Airplanes, three Airplanes...
Airplanes emerged from different cloning pods, their builds and appearances slightly different. Some were old, some young, and there were even men and women. After all, many cloning options were random in order to increase the probability of improving the clones' potential. Some were not only random—they were even randomly assigned by gender.
Airplane glanced at a version of himself with an enormous cup size, fell silent for a moment, and spoke:
"Looks like the gene upload succeeded."
"Mm, it succeeded."
"So breaking through the upper limit of the human-body system really can allow gene uploads over long distances, just like a 'consciousness upload.'"
As someone who had leaped from an ordinary player to a top-tier player, Airplane had always been the focus of attention in forum PvP, especially since his method of enhancement was rather controversial.
Could it really be that to master this art, one had to castrate himself first—and