In the ga, [Destiny] was unanimously deed by the council as the only SSS-level extrely evil organization.
On one hand, it was because [Destiny] gathered a group of extre lunatics under its banner, possessing the military might capable of challenging and destabilizing governnt order;
On the other hand, it was because [Destiny] had a number of wicked scientists under its wing, who constantly entertained the thought of overturning the civilization of the entire world.
Terrifying military power is rely an unstable hidden threat, the surface for being wanted; the truly crooked and increasingly crooked evil technology tree is the core reason for being wanted.
The combination of extremism and evil is why [Destiny] is considered the ultimate abominable taboo by the council, worthy of utter annihilation at all costs.
Of course, all the above are defamatory remarks from the council's perspective; from [Destiny]'s perspective, they hold completely different views.
They never consider themselves extre lunatics; they see themselves as free-spirited and romantic idealists. They harbor no malicious intent to overturn civilization; quite the contrary, they are the absolutely selfless pioneers determined to accelerate the progress of civilization.
"A secret lab, clandestine outcos?" Feng Mu squinted his eyes.
In the ga, when he managed [Destiny], upgrading the technology tree was indeed a significant aspect of this faction-raising ga, but the gaplay was relatively simple, and the interface design was rather crude.
You would just click on the furnace, representing the laboratory, and throw anything into it like in alchemy. After so ti, peculiar chemical reactions would occur, producing technological crystals.
The underlying calculation formula was very complex, which Feng Mu never quite figured out. He just threw things in haphazardly, awaiting "random results."
He treated it like opening a blind box, getting quite addicted to it.
Although most outputs were failures or completely useless waste technologies, he did stumble upon so strange technological crystals by random chance.
Such as:
Flesh-ch Modification Technology Crystal, Brain Core Control Technology Crystal, Biochemical Beast Cultivation Technology Crystal, etc.
"But in reality, there would surely be no alchemy furnace. Instead, there are labs and scientists." Feng Mu thought to himself, "Obviously, this is another patch by the system."
He couldn't suppress his curiosity and was quite eager to know if the technological outcos from the lab could be more unfathomable than the technological crystals created by the alchemy furnace.
Theoretically, they shouldn't be, but who knows~
After all, gas have no choice but to be limited by hardware and code constraints, while the end of reality's boundaries is a dark universe where even human imagination can't fully comprehend.
Feng Mu muttered to himself, "Epoch-making outcos?!!"
Feng Mu chuckled with silent amusent and shook his head, tucking this expectation away in his heart, instead, turning his gaze to the other three rewards.
"Special Skill Points *1; adding it to the previous accumulation, the total number of Special Skill Points has reached 3 points."
Feng Mu began to ticulously calculate in his mind: "[Tongue Root Death Curse] only requires 2 points to break through the bottleneck, whereas [Deputy's Blessing] and [Blood Bar Deceit Eye] each require 3 points to advance."
"Now, the upgrade conditions for these three skills are all t. However, [Marriage Death Twins] requires stricter conditions, needing a total of five points, currently lacking 2 points to gather."
"So, should I continue to save points, or should I first prioritize upgrading one of them?"
Feng Mu slightly furrowed his brow, falling into a brief contemplation, not rushing to make a decision.
His gaze slowly dropped, falling on the Genetic Needle that just appeared out of thin air on the table.
It was a delicate glass syringe, emitting a dreamy, bluish glow that was hard to look away from.
Though small in size, the needle exuded an extraordinary finesse and consideration. There was an inscription on the bottle body—God's Armant Seventh Generation Gene Needle•D Model (Limited Edition).
Feng Mu's fingertips gently touched the cool glass tube, feeling the strange vibration emanating from the bottle.
He lightly picked up the tube, and through the clear liquid inside, he could faintly see tiny particles slowly drifting within, resembling countless miniature life forms swimming in the vast blue ocean, anything but inanimate.
This ti, Feng Mu didn't hesitate too much.
His hand firmly pressed the button on the syringe, as the needle tip gently pierced the vein on his arm, the life forms floating in the blue sea rged into his body.
All of a sudden, those miniature life forms seed to find their destination, as if they flowed from a secluded ocean into a boundless universe, starting to swim freely, communicating, and rging with each of his cells.
Feng Mu could feel his muscles, nerves, and even his thoughts start experiencing a subtle change, an indescribable enhancent.
Subsequently, a heart-wrenching and bone-scraping pain coursed through his body; Feng Mu's face convulsed, he bit down hard on his teeth, feeling as though his entire skeleton and flesh were on the verge of collapsing and dissolving.
"So parts of my genes are being re-coded!" Feng Mu had a flicker of insight.
anwhile, a line of prompt text flashed before his eyes:
[First-tier Genetic Lock has been forcibly removed!]
[Inferior Gene Sequence has been partially optimized and re-coded.]
[Strength: 9.99999 (3.8 6.19999) is about to undergo an explosive transition...]
[Strength Index is sharply increasing!]
[Strength permanently increases by 3!]
[Strength permanently increases by 2!]
[Strength permanently increases by 2!]
[Strength permanently increases by 1!]
[Strength permanently increases by 1!]
[Strength permanently increases by 1!]
[...]
[Strength permanently increases by 0.5!]
[Strength permanently increases by 0.2!]
[Strength permanently increases by 0.1!]
[Explosive transition complete!]
The twitching of muscles and the vibrations of bones ceased, and Feng Mu's entire body's pores shivered all at once, the steam releasing waves of heat, warming the surrounding air by two degrees.
His heart thumped vigorously, like it was powered by a pump, blood surged at three tis its previous speed, continuously supplying throughout his body.
Feng Mu unconsciously flexed his wrist joints, without exerting any strength, the syringe in his hand was accidentally crushed, glass shattered into pieces, the tal needle twisted out of shape.
As he slightly clenched his palm, the glass shards and tal needle emitted crunching sounds, turning into fine sand trickling from between his fingers to the ground.
"I didn't even feel like I used any strength!" Feng Mu muttered to himself.
He looked at the Strength Value frozen on his retina—[Strength 24.1 (10.4 13.7)]
"The value skyrocketed nearly 2.5 tis, but the actual feeling is far beyond rely 2.5 tis."
Comparing with himself, Feng Mu felt that he could confidently challenge himself from one minute ago: "I can take on ten!"
As an increasingly ruthless villain, he not only killed others, but if possible, he wouldn't even spare himself from one minute ago.
[Your Strength has broken through the Genetic Lock, and you unlocked a Strength System entry, you can choose one from the following three: [Nine Oxen and Two Tigers' Strength], [Power's Protection], [Persuade with "Logic"].]
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