"As expected of the Morgan Family, a super-rich family!"
Lancelot picked up the Intermediate Gene Stabilizer from the box, reached out, and gently stroked the slightly raised patterns on the dark tube.
Even within the Holy Sword Academy, a set of Intermediate Gene Stabilizer requires 5,000 credits. Outside the academy, the price would nearly double, and there would be no market for them.
Compared to this Intermediate Gene Stabilizer, Fantéxi's twelve Dragon Marrow Secret Medicine paled in comparison.
"Tsk, if Mona hadn't beaten me to it, I might have actually given in to you. Alas, I met the wrong person at the wrong time!" Lancelot sighed.
He's not a fickle person. Mona helped him a lot in his growth, and the two got along very well; they could be considered good friends.
During this time, Lancelot and Zyra also became acquainted. Although the latter did not explain the situation to him in detail, the many signals that Zyra released all indicated that Blood Clan were Mona's mortal enemies.
Besides, he is a human being.
Therefore, both logically and emotionally, Lancelot could not possibly turn to the Morgan Family.
Of course, he didn't directly express hostility; his attitude was ambiguous, after all, the Morgan Family was a behemoth.
When you're weak, don't bar your teeth at a tiger, lest you get slapped to death.
No matter how Morgan Family, once they're dead, they're dead. Even if the Holy Sword were to avenge a fallen genius, what difference would it make? Lancelot wouldn't be able to come back to life; he only has one life.
"Just in case, let Professor Sugela check it out at the research institute."
Lancelot stroked the tube in his hand, thinking to himself.
Gene Stabilizer are crucial tools for awakening new Ability Energy, and they cannot be used without the slightest error. Otherwise, even the slightest interference during use could lead to failure in awakening the Ability Energy and backfire on the user.
There have been cases like this before, so Lancelot must be extremely cautious.
After placing the Gene Stabilizer in the box, Lancelot stepped out the door, summoned a hovering platform, and headed northeast of the academy.
Among the six top universities, the Steel Refining Academy is renowned worldwide for its advanced science and technology.
However, this does not mean that the other colleges lack research and development capabilities.
The Holy Sword Academy's research institute is also full of talented people, and it is particularly good at the research and development of military weapons.
Many of the Alliance's most formidable weapons of war originated from the Holy Sword Research Institute.
The research institute complex was heavily guarded, with fully armed patrols almost everywhere, and the sky was filled with all kinds of floating weapons, their muzzles flashing a chilling blue light.
Lancelot was immediately stopped at the door.
"Please show your pass." The gatekeeper stretched out his arm.
"Okay!" Lancelot nodded slightly, took out a small red notebook, and handed it to the gatekeeper.
After checking, the latter handed the pass back to him, opened the access control, and allowed him to enter the research institute.
Furthermore, the floating assistants above were also scanning Lancelot's facial information and every move he made.
An alarm will be issued immediately upon detection of any abnormality.
After overcoming numerous obstacles, Lancelot finally arrived at his destination.
This is an extremely large underground research institute, where robotic assistants are working in an orderly manner, and researchers in uniforms can be seen from time to time.
Hi, Lancelot, good afternoon.
Someone greeted Lancelot with a beaming smile.
Lancelot smiled and nodded in response.
Such scenes were not uncommon along the way.
It's clear that Lancelot has integrated into this community.
This is undoubtedly a rare achievement. You must know that the researchers at the Holy Sword Research Institute are all highly intelligent and talented individuals, the most precious treasures of the Alliance.
Although a significant portion of them are just ordinary people, in terms of importance, each one is no less than an A+ level potential Ability Energy.
Strength alone cannot subdue these arrogant fellows.
Moreover, people engaged in research work tend to be more genuine and less circumspect; only those with true talent and learning can gain their approval.
Without any obstacles, Lancelot arrived at a semi-circular silver metal door. After scanning his face, the door split open in the middle.
A variety of sophisticated instruments came into view, and Sugela was engrossed in his work at the lab table, observing something under a microscope.
Lancelot didn't disturb them and naturally began tidying up the somewhat messy laboratory.
Although Professor Sugela was an outstanding scientist, he always made a mess of the laboratory and didn't like others interfering.
This situation only changed with the arrival of Lancelot, Sugela was extremely satisfied with the student and naturally wouldn't fuss over minor details.
After Lancelot finished his work, Sugela looked up, rubbed his temples, and asked Lancelot with some surprise, "Didn't you say you weren't coming to the research institute today?"
"Plans can't keep up with changes, teacher..." Lancelot shrugged, handed the strong coffee in his left hand to Sugela, and then briefly recounted the events of the day.
The old man sipped his coffee as he listened to Lancelot's story.
After the latter finished speaking, Sugela asked, "So, you're leaving Planet Oklo in five days?"
"Hmm." Lancelot nodded.
Sugela frowned. To be honest, he didn't want Lancelot to go to the battlefield to fight. His student's research talent was unparalleled in his life.
In the view of this veteran scientist, only by devoting himself to scientific research could Lancelot's potential be fully realized.
No matter how strong an individual is, their abilities are ultimately limited. The only way to improve the overall level of civilization is through scientific progress.
Unfortunately, despite his repeated expressions of intent, Lancelot politely declined each time.
Seeing this, Sugela stopped pressuring him, but continued to teach Lancelot diligently as always, never holding anything back.
Lancelot also had genuine respect for this old man, and had already regarded him as his elder.
"Military operations are fraught with danger; you must be careful," Sugela cautioned.
Lancelot nodded slightly.
Looking at his student, Sugela hesitated, but ultimately said nothing. He shook his head and held out his hand, "Bring me the Intermediate Gene Stabilizer the Morgan Family gave you. I'll examine it."