"Heh, you really called it. It was me."
The Emperor thought this to himself, but outwardly remained expressionless and unruffled. He elegantly took a theological book of the Terra Watt Tribe from a cabinet beside him and placed his hand upon it.
In the blink of an eye, the theological book became a scientific text covering genetic knowledge.
The Emperor handed the altered book to Qin Mo. "Take it and study."
Qin Mo accepted the book and flipped through it roughly, then marveled that the Emperor truly did not treat him like an outsider.
Every page was packed with practical knowledge, with little in the way of theory. Most of it concerned hands-on application, such as the function of a certain gene within the human genome, the effects that could be imposed upon it, and both the positive and negative consequences of doing so.
It even included genetic experiments the Emperor had conducted on a small number of people in an extremely ancient age.
He had once altered the genes of a small group of people, making them completely immune to AIDS. But after gaining that benefit, they had also paid a price—they became especially prone to catching colds.
"You can ignite the Terra Watt Tribe's energy core in an instant." The Emperor rose, preparing to leave the secret chamber. "But as you said yourself, you know little about human genetics. This is where I can help you. Study it slowly. I will return to the Himalayas first."
"Hold on." Qin Mo closed the book and set its thick volume aside. "Too long, didn't read."
"..."
The Emperor stared silently at Qin Mo. At first, he suspected Qin Mo was pulling the same trick again, but then he remembered the judgment he and Malcador had made of this fellow: mentally,