Xu Huo showed Dr. Deng several documents. Dr. Deng put on his glasses, scanned them, and studied them carefully for a while before asking, "Do you have any other materials?"
"The chip hasn't been fully decoded yet." Xu Huo pointed to the screen of the terminal. "Isn't this enough?"
"Sometimes genetic mutations happen by chance, as if by fate." Dr. Deng sighed, then continued, "Since the sample is still alive, that means the problem with the disease-causing gene has been resolved. I'll take another look."
"But I'd advise you not to get your hopes up. Even if it's proven that the mutated gene can suppress Black Thorn Disease and has also eliminated the trouble caused by the disease-causing gene, the sample itself is an Alien, and it's very different from a human."
"Genetics are one thing, but can you use this mutated gene to create a Gene Potion that targets the disease?" Xu Huo said. "The potion Dr. Joyce gave you before worked against Black Thorn Disease."
"Being close can still mean being a long way off." Dr. Deng refused to admit that he lacked the ability, but couldn't help saying, "Do you think I'm Dr. Wu? That I can just whip up a Gene Potion whenever I feel like it?"
"Dr. Joyce has already finished most of the preliminary work. Put in a little more effort," Xu Huo encouraged him.
"Then give me Sample 93," Dr. Deng said.
"I can't do that yet." Xu Huo paused. "But I can give you Dr. Joyce's remains. Is the Player Miss Bai found still there?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Dr. Deng's irritation was plain to see.
Xu Huo sent over all the boxes of remains through Dimension Below. "Ask him to take them."
Then he ended the call.
Looking at the terminal, which