Pregnant female is super soft and fragrant, the orc hugs the waist and kisses

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Faced with Grace's confession, Lu Xia's heart tightened slightly, but she did not respond.

Grace didn't seem to care whether Lu Xia responded to his feelings or not. He just wanted to tell Lu Xia that he loved her at this moment.

Grace's evolution took a full five hours, and it was already late in the morning.

The researchers in Courtyard No. 2 had already gone home from get off work.

Lu Xia analyzed Grace's physical data and made sure that he was fine before packing up and going home.

When they returned, the old butler and Smellian had already gone to bed. The house was quiet. They went to the baby room next door to see the sleeping little Grape, and then went back to their room to rest.

Lu Xia was not in a hurry to make public the fact that Grace had evolved perfectly. Instead, he planned to carefully observe his reaction after the evolution during Grace's vacation. This would be a long recording process. Fortunately, Grace was very cooperative and wore a detection device on his body.

At the same time, the news that No. 2 Courtyard was recruiting "defective" males as volunteers was officially spread.

As soon as the news was released, it attracted the attention of genetic research institutes and the public.

"What does this mean? Why are they recruiting defective males as volunteers? What research value do defective males have?"

"Doesn't it say so here? No. 50 Court has developed a gene fusion agent with a % chance of success, and it increases the chance of fusion regardless of age. This means even defective males have a chance of becoming gene fusionists!"

"Really? Doesn't that mean there won't be any defective males anymore? Everyone can become a gene fusionist, just with varying degrees of gene fusion?"

"What is the origin of No. 2 Courtyard? Is it more powerful than the Gene Research Institute?"

"Why is it called Courtyard No. 2? Is there also a Courtyard No. 1?"

"My friend above, you've got the truth. Yard No. 1 is the lab that produces the now-popular beauty cream and hair growth serum. Yard No. 2 is the same institution. I didn't expect them to also be researching gene fusion products. They're openly trying to steal the genetic research institute's business!"

"Actually, what I want to say is that the Gene Research Institute has been promoting itself well over the years, but hasn't actually produced anything that benefits the country or the people. They control most of the empire's gene pool. They must have been researching a gene fusion agent targeting defective males a long time ago, but they just didn't want to. Now someone is finally willing to stand up and do something good for the people. I just don't know how much a dose of the No. 2 Institute's gene fusion agent will cost once it comes out. The high price makes it meaningless!"

"What the above person said is quite right, but if we refer to the price of No. 1 Hospital, we can't be sure if it will be a reasonable price. It's a bit early to consider these things now. We don't know if the clinical trial will pass yet."

"My friend has already signed up. He said this is a rare opportunity, and he wouldn't be able to afford it if it were to become available. Volunteering now, while risky, carries with it opportunities. It's possible to turn a motorcycle into a supercar."

"My younger brother went, too. He had just reached adulthood, and after his gene fusion failed, he became depressed. Although our family is relatively open-minded and doesn't care whether he's a gene fusionist or not, society still discriminates against defective people!"

……

In view of the popularity on the Internet, the Institute of Genetics held an emergency meeting for this matter. The newly appointed director Levin was overwhelmed with lawsuits. He had not even warmed his seat as director when he had to deal with such a difficult matter. At the same time, the institute was rife with factional struggles, and was faced with internal and external troubles.

However, the most important thing right now is to deal with the recent call for volunteers for Gene Fusion Preparation 2.0 issued by the Second Hospital. "What do you think of this news?"

"What do you mean by 'what do you think'? Commander Levin, aren't you making a big deal out of nothing? Putting aside whether they can pass clinical trials, isn't a 50% chance of fusion too exaggerated? We've been researching for years, and the probability remains unchanged. This is a common understanding, so I think this is just exaggerated propaganda."

"If our genetic research institute can't even research something, how can a private institute possibly do it? I heard their founder is a female who only cares about pleasure. How is that possible? I guess this is just a way to make money. Those defective products will go after them as soon as they hear a rumor. It's not like they don't know they want to become gene fusionists. They're crazy about it!"

Listening to the mocking tone of the people below, Levin didn't understand why these people were so arrogant. Did they think they were so powerful?

If they can't make it, no one else can make it? It's ridiculous.

"This matter, whether true or false, should be taken seriously. Moreover, since they dare to publicize a 50% probability, they must be

It is compelling and we cannot take it lightly.”

"Even if it's true, what can we do now? We can't figure it out. Should we steal or rob?" This is a completely argumentative answer.

"So you're just going to sit there and wait for death? Have you been sitting on the fruits of others' labor for too long, and have you lost the drive you once had as a researcher?" Levin slammed the table in frustration. "If you're not capable, get out of here right now! Stop occupying the toilet without doing anything. Meeting adjourned!"

Levin, who originally didn't want to break up with these guys so early, really couldn't stand their faces. He didn't know what the former director was doing to support this group of trash.

He even now feels that the former director deserved to disappear!

Maybe this is retribution!
The assistant followed him in and asked, "Isn't it a bad idea to get angry like this? What if they really don't do anything?"

"Then go bankrupt and go home to eat yourselves!" Levin sat down on the sofa, with a resolute feeling that if everyone didn't want to live anymore, they might as well die.

The assistant knew that he was still angry and that Levin had not had a good rest for a long time since taking over the genetic research institute.

It was already on the verge of explosion.

Levin drank a pot of heat-reducing tea, and his anger finally subsided. He said to his assistant, "Find a way to contact the Second Institute, and we'll pay them a visit in person. If they really succeed in their research and development, once it comes out, our genetic research institute will be in a very embarrassing situation and will lose public credibility. What's the point of the genetic research institute then? How is it different from those second-rate research institutes? These people have had too much of a good life and have lost their sense of reality!"

Seeing that he had calmed down, the assistant did not dare to delay and hurried to find the contact information of the founder of No. 2 Courtyard. He heard that it was a female, and a noble female with a title. He wondered if she would accept their visit.

After all, the former director had offended someone seriously.

The assistant couldn't help but feel a little worried.

(End of this chapter)