"Absolutely incredible!"
After extensive experimentation, Cheng Mingrui marveled at the form of Hols's existence. His cells and genes were probably unique in this universe.
Even trying to reproduce him might prove impossible. He was a convergence of luck and technology, countless coincidences colliding to achieve a remarkable stability.
If he had to describe it, the combination was nothing short of magical.
One thing was certain: Hols was not an Ork, nor did he belong to any other form of life. His genes were constantly recombining and changing.
In practice, this meant Hols could transform into any life-form he had come into contact with. However, he could not become a life-form he did not understand. He was a little like Neeko in League of Legends, who could only transform into champions present in the match.
Unlike Neeko, whose transformation only changed her appearance, Hols transformed in every respect. He could reproduce eighty percent of the capabilities and strength of the life-form he became. When he turned into a Squiggoth, for instance, he could emit a Waaagh! Field, and every Ork would consider him one of their own.
Watching Hols's cells shift back and forth beneath the microscope, Cheng Mingrui could not help marveling, "It's just like the Seventy-Two Transformations from mythology."
As things stood, isolating the Krork genes was essentially impossible.
But that did not mean failure! When Hols imitated Orks, he produced some of the effects of a Krork, catalyzing the Orks around him so that they evolved faster, growing taller and stronger.
Underground, when Hols had transformed his upper body to resemble Cheng Mingrui's and they had hammered each other with their fists, this catalytic effect had reached its peak, allowing Cheng Mingrui to break through his genetic limits.
It was just that... Hols had displayed far too much