Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 377 Stealing a Car

"Miss Monica."

"Professor Carl?"

"it's me."

"Why are you calling me at this hour? Is there something you need?"

You could hear the languidness in Monica's voice over the phone, as if she had been woken up from a deep sleep.

Carl glanced at the sky outside the window.

The sun was shining brightly.

However, for vampires, this kind of weather is probably only suitable for staying at home and sleeping.

Speaking of...

Monica was able to come out during the day yesterday, although she looked listless. What happened?

Could it be that some vampires are not afraid of sunlight?

"There's a small matter."

Karl opened his mouth:

"Some data in the lab requires authorization from the BTOP Group. Could you please help me with that?"

"Hmm..." A rustling sound came from the phone:

"Wait a moment."

soon.

"Okay, now reset your password. Don't forget to tell the company the password afterward."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Carl didn't rush to check the data on the computer; instead, he went inside the laboratory.

"Beep..."

Upon verification, the sealed alloy door opened to both sides, revealing the high-tech equipment inside.

The most valuable things in an independent lab are all here.

"It's truly astonishing. A telephone can't even handle the most basic video call, yet machines for observing and editing genes can be so streamlined. It's unbelievable that a university lab can conduct complex genetic research."

Could it be...?

"Is it because the science and technology here have certain specific needs in genetics that they have made such great progress?"

Shaking their heads, the group, having changed into cleanroom suits, stepped inside.

"professor."

Barrow began by introducing himself:

"Here are Professor Jim's old samples, biological data, and culture media from his experiments."

"BIT Group participated in the federal gene bank program, so we have genetic data for various organisms here. This is a tiger, this is a pig, this is a rat..."

"Gene combination technology?" Karl rested his chin on his hand and nodded slowly.

"Professor Jim wants to create an omnipotent being?"

"Yes." Barrow nodded, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"We always thought his idea was unreasonable and unrealistic, but the professor never gave up."

"actually……"

"Slightly altering the genes is enough; there's no need to set such a grand goal, it's meaningless."

Carl nodded.

Turning black-haired mice into white-haired mice is meaningful and achievable; turning mice into beings that can fly and swim is crazy even in the eyes of scientists.

Speaking of...

Gene editing and modification technologies for animals are relatively mature, and many have already been applied, generating substantial profits for major companies.

such as:

Rapidly growing broiler chickens, pig farming, and higher-yielding grains are all beneficial.

Karl reached out and gently brushed his hand across the refrigerator in front of him, sensing a faint, supernatural power.

Ok?

His eyes flickered slightly, indicating that he somewhat understood Jim's choice.

It's likely that Professor Jim encountered or saw something that normal people couldn't understand, which is why he became so paranoid.

That's all for today!

Nodding, Carl didn't intend to check the contents of the cabinet and turned to leave.

"Barrow, since you're willing to stay in the lab, you can continue your previous research. However, Professor Jim's research direction needs to be changed."

"My research is not about giving an organism the abilities of other organisms, but about discovering its own potential to fight disease..."

"Do you understand?"

"Understood." Barrow nodded emphatically.

"I will do my best."

"Hmm." Karl patted his shoulder, a satisfied look on his face.

"You're the only one left among Professor Jim's apprentices. No matter the outcome, I'll help you graduate."

"Thank you, Professor Carl!"

Barrow looked excited.

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evening.

Having just finished his part-time job, Barrow parked his bicycle in front of the bar, carefully locked it to a utility pole, and then headed towards the bar.

"Barrow!"

"Keynes!"

"Annie!"

Barrow waved to his two friends, took off his backpack, pulled up a chair, sat down, and panted:

"Am I late?"

"Today was alright, I wasn't too late." Keynes smiled.

"Hasn't your stipend in the lab been increased? There's no need for you to continue working for someone else outside."

"It's different." Barrow shook his head:

"I need to gain work experience for my job search after graduation, otherwise graduation is equivalent to unemployment."

"It's much better now. At least I don't have to do those physically demanding jobs anymore, and I can take on some part-time teaching jobs."

"Let's not talk about that..."

"Did you need something?"

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong?" Annie rolled her eyes.

Do you remember when we last got together? It's been so long since we've all gotten together.

"..." Barrow paused, then sighed helplessly.

"I'm different from you guys."

They are definitely different.

He's a child from the lower classes, and if he wants to settle down in this city, he needs to put in far more effort than the average person.

Barrow had had enough of the torment from his family of origin, so he was determined to stay no matter what.

"never mind."

Both men knew about their friend's family background. Keynes sighed and said:

"Does your lab need any more staff?"

"Yes, I will."

Barrow nodded:

"I'm the only one in the lab right now. Although Professor Karl doesn't have many requirements for research at the moment, he's still very busy."

"Did someone ask you to inquire about this?"

Keynes was not in his field of expertise.

"Yes."

Anne interjected:

"They used to be skeptical of the new mentor, but now that they've heard about Professor Carl's achievements, they've all come to him."

"That's quite interesting."

Barrow grinned.

After Professor Jim's death, his "colleagues" all went to find Monroe and went elsewhere.

And he,

Because I don't have any connections in that area, I can only stay in the lab.

When I heard that someone without a senior professional title and from a shady university was being accepted into a laboratory, I felt the same despair.

did not expect.

In less than two months, Professor Karl published several papers and became a star in the field of biological genetics, which also elevated his status. Those who left the lab at that time must have regretted it.

"Professor Carl is currently focusing on theoretical research and doesn't use the lab much. I'm still continuing the tasks Professor Jim assigned me..."

"If you'd like to come, I can introduce you to Professor Karl..."

After the party ended, Barrow walked out of the bar and was about to reach for his keys when he saw someone sneaking around in front of a telephone pole doing something.

"What are you doing?"

His heart skipped a beat, and he shouted urgently:

"My bicycle!"

"Splash..."

The man, dressed as a homeless person, turned around upon hearing this, glanced at it, and then pushed his unlocked bicycle forward.

"stop!"

"Stop right there!"

Barrow roared, "This bicycle is one I bought at a 'high price,' so of course it can't be stolen!"

He immediately hurried after them.

(End of this chapter)