The injection really did not take long, and there was no need to take off any pants. The injection site was the brachial artery in the arm.
However, Bobo still needed to be observed for a while after receiving the serum, just in case his body rejected it. After all, although Gene, You Are Too Beautiful was powerful, it was still a rather dangerous drug.
Genetic Collapse was the greatest danger among them. It would not exactly reduce someone into a bag of water, but Su Ming still stayed by the gorilla's side for a while. There was no rush to leave until he was sure nothing was wrong.
At the moment, Bobo lay on a crude little bed made from several wooden planks. The boards had come from liquor barrels and still carried the scent of smoked fruitwood, though the unconscious little animal clearly could not smell it. He frowned and trembled faintly, as if he were in some pain.
Still, his condition seemed stable for now. All that remained was to wait.
The synthezoid employees Su Ming had given Bobo last time were all in the basement, apparently busy brewing alcohol. In the end, Bobo had not let them handle the customers.
Maybe the customers did not like them? Or maybe Oblivion Bar was transitioning into a full industrial chain? Who the hell knew? People in the Magic World sure had a lot of pointless nonsense going on.
Many wizards even rejected cell phones. It was only natural for them to feel disgusted upon discovering synthezoids, something that challenged their sense of ethics.
A group of synthezoids worked in the basement, while Su Ming, seated beside the bed, showed no expression. He was playing with the Origin Codex. Now that he had sensed the Eye of God leaving,