Dr. Genus actually knew very well that, because of the species Limiter, creating a killing machine on Carnage Kabuto's level was about the limit of what his research could achieve.
The random mutations caused by Compound V were equivalent to breaking a species' original Limiter.
Combined with Dr. Genus's ability to produce unlimited clones for trial-and-error experiments, that meant almost limitless possibilities.
Both were different branches of species evolution. If their strengths could complement each other, the new humanity he envisioned might truly come into being through this opportunity.
At that thought, Dr. Genus could not help growing excited.
"Even evolved humans and today's ordinary people are still the same species. Drop that extremist idea of yours about new humans replacing the old."
Mantra picked up on Dr. Genus's little schemes, and Josen turned to stare at him, making no attempt to conceal the terrifying pressure his biomagnetic field exerted on ordinary people.
"...Huh?"
Their gazes met, and suffocating pressure radiated from those indifferent eyes.
Dr. Genus's heart stopped. He was like a feeble ape whose throat had been caught beneath the paw of a casual tiger.
The intense suffocation interrupted the grand evolutionary blueprint unfolding in his mind. Only then did he realize that, at the very least, he had to maintain the right stance now if he wanted to survive.
"Sorry," he said, struggling to adjust his glasses. "I haven't quite managed to change my thinking yet..."
"This is your last warning." Josen gave Dr. Genus a menacingly friendly pat on the shoulder. "I'm not giving you material so you can destroy the world. On the contrary, I might have you join the ranks of those protecting it in the future, Doctor. I hope you won't waste this opportunity."
"Y-yes."
Although he did not understand what Josen meant