"This is the research record for the project. Take it back and study it carefully! Feng Lin, your abilities far exceed the average person. There's no need for you to handle mundane tasks anymore. From now on, you'll become a core member of our research team..." After Feng Lin's outstanding performance and mental conditioning, Team Leader Aiko had greatly improved his attitude toward Feng Lin, gradually viewing him as a trusted right-hand man.
As the day's work ended, Aiko didn't hide anything. He deliberately let Feng Lin take a confidential research record back with him to study thoroughly.
Seeing this scene, the other members of the R&D department couldn't help but show envy on their faces.
The confidential research record had been opened to Feng Lin. What this meant, the veterans of the R&D department understood all too well.
This Feng Lin had only been in the R&D department for a few days, and he was already about to become a core member.
What kind of pace was this?
It was a pace of rapid advancement!
Everyone felt only envy, not jealousy.
Because jealousy was pointless.
As the core department of Giant Pharmaceutical, the R&D department was of utmost importance, with immense competitive pressure that emphasized strength.
They all knew that Feng Lin's rise to core membership wasn't due to connections or backdoor deals, but because his abilities truly surpassed ordinary people, earning his position through sheer skill.
Although the R&D department members now held considerable goodwill toward Feng Lin, being surpassed so quickly by a newcomer like him left them with mixed feelings. Yet, for some reason, they couldn't muster any jealousy.
What they didn't know was that Feng Lin's rapid rise was due to two factors: first, his development of gene micro-manipulation technology based on genetic equations; second, his use of mental hypnosis to brainwash Aiko, eliminating any prejudice and instead earning him greater trust.
Now, Feng Lin felt better than ever, grateful that he had chosen the right path. By mastering mental hypnosis, he could alter his own life magnetic field, making others unconsciously feel close to him and dispelling their hostility.
The previously hostile environment had been neutralized, giving him enough space and freedom to showcase his abilities with ease.
Because the solar system was a chaotic star region, social order was utterly disordered, and human hearts were cold to the extreme.
Mastering the ability of mental hypnosis allowed him to subtly influence people's minds, placing himself in the most advantageous position.
This was exactly what Feng Lin needed now.
As the day's work ended, Feng Lin smiled and greeted his colleagues before heading toward his room.
Once he was separated from the others and no one was watching his expression, Feng Lin's smile quickly faded, turning icy cold.
Back in his room, he immediately began intense training, downing ten bottles of life potion and ten bottles of advanced nutrient fluid.
Though his figure was thin, his stomach was as large as an ox, and his appetite was unimaginably huge.
Feng Lin felt that what he was drinking wasn't potion but money—large sums of cash flowing into his stomach and being rapidly consumed.
A great sense of urgency rose within him. He had to make money quickly.
And when it came to making money, was there anything more profitable than being a gene pharmacist?
So becoming a formal gene pharmacist was an absolute necessity for Feng Lin.
Pushing aside these thoughts, he calmed his mind and immersed himself in intense training.
The method of refining essence into energy allowed him to digest nutrients and convert them into genetic potential at twice the previous speed.
Genetic potential increased by +20%, +20%, +20%... quickly reaching 668%, while his vitality soared to 18.9.
After finishing his training, Feng Lin opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel a quiet regret.
Although the increase in genetic potential was impressive, he still wasn't satisfied.
His demand for genetic potential was growing larger. At this rate of training, he would need at least three more sessions to reach over 1000% and accumulate one free original gene point.
What changes would occur if he strengthened the stone monkey gene further?
But idle speculation was useless.
The nutrients had been fully converted, and continuous training took a heavy toll on mental energy.
Feng Lin collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, he felt refreshed. After a quick wash, he began studying the research record.
Taking advantage of his sharpest morning mind, he familiarized himself with the records, which detailed the data from human experiments conducted by the R&D department at different times, extremely thorough.
Suppressing his discomfort, he began reading and gradually understood what the R&D department was actually doing.
Gene potions stimulated genes. By continuously taking them and repeatedly stimulating a specific gene, one could passively awaken it.
But the most important prerequisite was that the human body had to withstand the potion's power.
In the early experiments, the test subjects would immediately explode and die from the overwhelming potion power upon drinking it.
Later, as the R&D department continuously diluted, suppressed, and adjusted the potion's potency, some test subjects gradually began to withstand mild doses. Their life indices increased significantly, and corresponding mythical genes showed signs of awakening.
Just as things seemed promising, they hit a plateau.
Because the human body's tolerance had limits. You could keep approaching that limit, but once exceeded, the body would collapse.
Although the test subjects' tolerance improved through repeated attempts, they all, without exception, died from body explosions.
The physical limits of ordinary people were inherent and hard to break.
After repeated experiments, the R&D department still found no solution.
Reading further, Feng Lin keenly noticed that their goal had shifted from challenging human limits to improving the potion itself.
They aimed to enhance efficacy while reducing the severe side effects.
Feng Lin deeply understood this point. When he first joined the R&D department, his assigned task was to improve the adrenaline potion—wasn't that the same goal?
But Feng Lin wasn't optimistic about this approach.
Giant Pharmaceutical was full of hidden talents. The R&D department had several gene pharmacists, and improving potions was well within their capabilities.
Yet after so long, there had been no results, suggesting this line of thinking wasn't very effective.
So where was the problem?
Feng Lin had a premonition that if he could crack this problem, it would greatly benefit him, allowing him to firmly step into the realm of gene pharmacists with boundless prospects.
He delved deeper into the research, constantly controlling the images before him, when suddenly a video clip caught his attention.
The footage was old. According to the timestamp, it was from three years ago.
And the experimental scene shown wasn't in the R&D department, which was particularly strange.
It seemed to be a sealed environment.
"Hurry, dig open the ruins. There might be secrets of ancient myths here!"
"What's this fragrance? It seems like some kind of potion! Could it be some ancient divine medicine!"
"But why is this potion in a paste form?"
...
The footage had chaotic voices but no visible figures.
Suddenly, the scene switched to the research department.
A purple paste was forcibly stuffed into a test subject's mouth by a researcher in a white coat.
The next moment, the test subject's face twisted in agony. Veins bulged all over his body, dense as a spiderweb, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell. His ferocious face glared at everyone, gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to devour their flesh and drink their blood.
A group of researchers stood outside a glass chamber, closely observing his reactions. At the forefront was none other than the R&D department's head, Director Frank.
Suddenly, the test subject clutched his throat with both hands, letting out a heart-wrenching scream of pain. Two conspicuous lumps swelled on his back, rapidly growing larger.
The R&D department erupted in excitement.
"As expected of an ancient divine medicine! It can actually affect ordinary people!"
"I wonder what effect it will have! Can it turn someone into a gene cultivator?"
"Incredible!"
...
Puff, puff!
The sound of flesh tearing.
The lumps burst, blood splattering everywhere.
Suddenly, a pair of wings pierced out from the test subject's back—one gold, one white. Blood dripped from the smooth feathers.
The wings flapped violently. Whoosh, crackle—wind and thunder gathered, roaring loudly.
This was...
The Wind and Thunder Wings!