Gene Activation

Inside the ancient castle's main hall.

Foster Father Ye Zhen sat on the cold throne with his eyes closed, pondering something.

"Behave."

Jie Xing herded the group of humans to the center of the hall and looked at Foster Father Ye Zhen sitting on the cold throne ahead. "Foster Father, I've brought them."

"Computer."

Foster Father Ye Zhen opened his eyes and extended his hand towards Jie Xing.

Jie Xing, being sensible, handed over the computer he had confiscated from the group of people to Foster Father Ye Zhen.

Upon receiving the computer, he began to examine the firewall program on it.

Jie Xing stood silently below, not daring to speak lest he disturb Foster Father's operations.

Meanwhile, the crowd had no thoughts of escape, their faces ashen.

They had never imagined the opponent's strength could be so terrifying.

"Little brother, do you... hurt?"

Feiran glanced at the Intelligent Being Feiran lying on the ground, arcs of electricity constantly flashing around its body. She slumped onto the ground without any regard for her image, holding Ye Yun, whose abdomen had been pierced by a Laser Sword and was bleeding profusely. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and two tears slid down her cheeks as her voice choked.

Why did it turn out like this?

"I, I want to sleep for a while, and then when I wake up, it won't hurt anymore." Ye Yun grinned, his lips stained a vibrant red, his teeth also colored by the bright crimson.

"No sleeping, let's not sleep, okay?"

Qiya grabbed his slender, long hand. "You're the only son in our Old Hu Family. If you dare to sleep, I, I won't forgive you."

"I, I miss my Teacher, I miss, I miss my mo, mo... cough!"

His voice grew weaker, and at the end, he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, the focus in his pupils slowly fading.

He seemed to see his Teacher, and the image of his mother, which was almost fading from his memory.

The ancient bronze tower and the Black Hole, thank them for letting him know that the universe he inhabited was merely a grain of sand in other worlds.

"Little brother, little brother, don't, don't sleep, do you hear me? I told you not to sleep, don't you understand me? You haven't married me yet. Father left, are you going to leave me too?"

Feiran saw Ye Yun's eyes slowly closing and shook his body violently. Tears gushed out, constantly streaming down her beautiful face, her voice hoarse.

She leaned down and pressed her forehead against his. "You, you promised you'd protect me. Don't sleep, okay? Please, please! Ah, why..."

Qiya's body trembled slightly. She hadn't clearly heard what her Older Sister had said. She reached out a trembling hand and felt for his nostrils.

"Buzz."

Instantly.

She hastily withdrew her hand, her mind buzzing. "No, impossible, impossible. He must be asleep, yes, my brother is asleep."

"This..."

Professor Qin Hui and Professor Jianjie exchanged glances and shook their heads in silence.

Qin Yan, Zhuo Ran, and Qi Yang were all silent and dejected.

"Little brother, Older Sister will tell you a secret that only Older Sister and Father know. Wake up for me, okay? This secret is, actually, you're not Father's biological child. Father found you by the sea, but he raised you as the future son-in-law of our Hu family. Do you know why he made you listen to me? Because he was grooming you to be my future husband, so you wouldn't disobey me after we got married."

"Moreover, he said that any children we have, whether boy or girl, must have the surname Hu. Don't sleep anymore, okay? The children we have in the future will take your surname, not Hu. If you think that's good, then wake up, okay? I'm begging you, please don't sleep, okay? I, I've already told you such an important secret."

Feiran held his head, her eyes filled with pain, and slowly recounted the events of that year, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears dripping from her eyes one by one.

And the people around.

When they heard the secret Feiran revealed, disbelief flickered in their eyes.

Ye Yun wasn't Professor Hu Ming's child?

He was a child groom raised by Professor Hu Ming?

But.

Feiran paid no attention to anyone else, her eyes vacant as she looked at the young man lying peacefully in her arms, "asleep."

She wanted to get a good look at Ye Yun.

"Gene system detected severe damage to your body. Passive activation of the light radiation source within you has been initiated."

An ethereal voice echoed through the vast, star-filled, brilliant galaxy, grand and majestic, as if a subwoofer had been turned on.

Ye Yun looked at the scene before him in confusion. His body was slowly covered by a layer of black, smooth, and delicate armor, similar in texture to the armor in "Armor Hero," but also very much like the black armor of the Link Click warriors in the "Link Click: Arrival of the Gods" arc.

A comfortable and warm energy flowed through his body, causing his life genes to continuously upgrade and evolve.

He looked down at the battle armor slowly appearing on his body. Isn't this my battle armor?

"Who are you?"

He remembered the voice speaking around him and looked around in confusion.

in his own memory.

there was no such AI-like voice prompt.

because from the moment he was born, he was in his super-soldier form, so this scene had never appeared before him.

"I am the Super Gene system, warrior."

this ethereal voice sounded again.

"no, you're not the Super Gene system. the Super Gene system has a male voice, not a female voice."

ye yun recalled that when ge xiaolun of link click activated his super gene, the prompt voice of the Super Gene system was clearly male. when did it become female?

"right, i remember i was fighting someone to protect something extremely important."

suddenly, ye yun remembered something. he was protecting the initial source code.

"did you win?"

this ethereal and pleasant female voice, tinged with curiosity, sounded as if a real person was conversing with him.

"no, i was apparently instantly killed."

upon hearing this, a look of dejection appeared on his face. he drew the black longsword equipped on the armor behind him. it was his weapon, no doubt.

"trash."

the ethereal and pleasant voice cursed upon hearing that he was instantly killed.

"he's the first-generation super-soldier. i, i'm just an ordinary mortal."

ye yun blinked innocently. he had already figured out who the owner of this voice was.

the tone of speaking.

he would never forget it in his lifetime.

"an act of incompetence, that's the explanation."

this ethereal, pleasant, and angry voice was filled with disappointment.

"have i recovered my peak strength? this feels like the power i had as a child."

he sheathed the black longsword in his hand, clenched his fist, and furrowed his brow deeply.

this power... it was too weak.

"insufficient energy, unable to recover. temporarily, i've activated the immortal body and super gene code for you, but essentially, you are still a first-generation warrior," the ethereal gene system female voice said.

"first-generation warrior it is, as long as the immortal body is activated."

ye yun nodded with satisfaction. he liked the immortal body.

it was an unkillable physique, unless his head was chopped off.

and he had also activated the super gene code.

"continue fighting."

with that said.

a slender, intricately patterned palm, like a soaring dragon, covered the sky and pressed down.

it kicked him out of the dark dimension.

outside.

"you guys see?"

qi yang discovered something astonishing: ye yun's injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

in less than a few minutes.

the wound on his abdomen had completely healed.

what kind of recovery speed was this?

everyone's face showed astonishment as they watched ye yun's wounds heal rapidly, disbelief etched on their features.

"cough cough!"

feiran, tears streaming down her face, ignored everything else. her eyes were vacant as she slumped to the ground, holding ye yun in her arms.

"hey, sis, sis, look!"

qi ya saw ye yun, who had long lost his breath and was spitting out black blood, his eyes barely open. she nudged the vacant-eyed feiran, and despite her tear-streaked face, an undeniable smile appeared.

"hmm?"

foster father ye zhen heard the commotion from these people and showed displeasure.

jie xing, seeing his displeasure, strode towards the humans who were disturbing foster father's work, a rapidly spinning spiral blade appearing in his hand.

it seemed.

he needed to kill one or two to establish his authority.

otherwise, they wouldn't know who was in charge now.

Ye Yun, opening his eyes, pushed away Feiran's hand from his head and slowly got up from the ground, as if nothing had happened, and suddenly stared at Jie Xing!

"Uh... you!"

Feiran's face was full of tear stains. Looking at Ye Yun, who had gotten up from the ground in her arms, her eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

He was dying just now, how could he suddenly be alive?

"What?"

Jie Xing was also startled when he saw this scene. Wasn't he already dead?

What exactly was going on?

"Now, it's my turn to counterattack."

Ye Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes like knives, staring intently at Jie Xing about three meters away, and brought out the black longsword from his dark dimension.

He was like a bolt of lightning, hacking at Jie Xing with his longsword.

"Dong."

Instantly.

As soon as Jie Xing made an evasive move, he felt a surging force hit his chest.

"Crack."

The sound of steel shattering came from Jie Xing's chest. The black longsword had already cut Jie Xing in half at the waist.

He stepped on Jie Xing's head with his foot. The head, whose eyes had lost their light, was instantly crushed by him, and electric arcs flickered incessantly.

The longsword in his hand was at least a ton-class weapon.

Referencing Ge Xiaolun's Void Greatsword, even that barbarian from Ferezer found it very difficult to wield, almost needing both hands to lift it. Angel Yan, however, held it in one hand and tossed it as if it weighed nothing.

This shows that the weapons used by super soldiers are not something ordinary people can easily pick up.

What would happen if this sword hit Jie Xing?

After all, Jie Xing was ultimately made of steel. Facing the attack of a ton-class weapon, he still had to kneel.

"Heh, interesting!"

Ye Zhen, who was cracking the firewall program, naturally noticed what had just happened.

He almost lost his ability to track Ye Yun's figure.

What kind of speed was this?

He put down his computer, looked at Ye Yun, who was completely unharmed, holding a black longsword as if nothing had happened, and said, "Are you a human, an Intelligent Being, or a biologically modified weapon?"

"Does it matter what I am?"

Ye Yun stared at him, his voice chillingly cold echoing in the hall.

He really had to thank Foster Father Ye Zhen this time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that he could activate his Super Gene in this way, thus successfully returning to the First Generation Warrior.

"Yes, it doesn't matter."

Foster Father Ye Zhen ignored Jie Xing's death, as if nothing had happened, and chatted with Ye Yun.

Feiran, Professor Jianjie, and the others looked at Ye Yun, who was holding a black longsword and was full of vigor, as if he were a monster.

Jie Xing was actually killed by him in an instant?

He became this powerful just after being beaten by Foster Father Ye Zhen?

Could it be that he was like the protagonist in the movie "Kung Fu" from decades ago?

He was beaten by the big villain, and when he was about to die, he accidentally opened up his Ren and Du meridians and became an unparalleled master?

Was it really that ridiculous?

"Swish!"

The next moment.

Foster Father Ye Zhen moved, swift as lightning, his sound like thunder, striking directly at Ye Yun's head.

"Winning with strength, speed, and agility? Today, I'll show you what a comprehensive super soldier is."

A mocking smile appeared on Ye Yun's handsome and charming face.

You must know.

His Super Gene was born specifically for combat.

Speed, strength, and agility were all terrifyingly matched. When reaching the third generation of God, one could even fly at light speed.

As he spoke.

He rapidly calculated the trajectory of the enemy's attack, and the longsword in his hand, like a whistling battle blade, slashed down diagonally.

"Dong."

A dull sound rang out.

The airwaves spread outwards, and Ye Yun's longsword struck a rippling wall, making a crisp sound.

Foster Father Ye Zhen's eyes showed a grave expression.

His magnetic field ability, it actually didn't work on this human's weapon?

"Hmph."

Ye Yun didn't give him any chance to react, taking a step forward, the air whistling with the sound of rushing wind.

Foster Father Ye Zhen saw a blur of afterimages flash by, an attack landing squarely on his magnetic field defense.

Instantly.

He was shaken and forced to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing this, Ye Yun.

His offensive became even fiercer, swinging the black longsword in his hand, drawing an arc as he pressed forward.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

Suddenly.

Foster Father Ye Zhen's arm sprouted wings composed of stacked, rhombus-shaped crystal feathers. Using magnetism, he took to the air, coldly watching Ye Yun as rhombus-shaped crystal feathers, formed from converging energy, shot towards him.

"Clang clang clang."

Crisp sounds echoed throughout the great hall.

Ye Yun waved his arm, and a wall of energy appeared before him, blocking the enemy's attack. His expression didn't fluctuate much as he coldly watched the Intelligent Being Foster Father.

Energy, after all, would eventually run out.

He raised the longsword in his hand, lightly stroking the familiar blade with his left hand. A flicker of flame arose as a steady stream of dark energy flowed into the sword.

The next moment, his figure vanished from sight, as if he had evaporated into thin air.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Foster Father Ye Zhen, the black longsword in his hand surging with dark energy, slashing towards his head.

"Voom."