Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 381 Genetic Modification

"Buzz..."

The heavy alloy gates slid open to the sides, revealing the spacious and tidy training base behind them.

"Come!"

Chris approached a large piece of equipment and gestured with his hand:

"Give me a punch."

This is an instrument similar to a boxing force gauge, with a solid ball suspended in front and an LCD screen at the back.

Looking at the instruments in front of him, Barrow was somewhat at a loss.

"Hit here."

Chris patted the medicine ball, then clenched his fist and punched it out.

"Bang!"

The solid ball trembled violently, leaving afterimages, while at the same time the numbers on the LCD screen were rapidly increasing.

100!

200!

……

700!

The final displayed number is 773.

"The power of an average adult male's punch is between 70 and 100, professional athletes can reach 150, and top boxers may reach 200 when they go all out."

"Generally speaking, a score above three hundred indicates extraordinary power."

three hundred?

Upon hearing this, Barrow pursed his lips, stood in front of the instrument, took a deep breath, and threw a powerful punch.

"Bang!"

The numbers on the LCD screen jumped slightly.

74!

Barrow looked embarrassed.

This number is not only comparable to Chris's, but also quite ordinary among ordinary adult men.

"Don't get excited."

Chris's expression remained unchanged:

"It's normal that you didn't quite master your strength when you first started using your attributes. Relax, slowly feel your muscles, and only throw a punch when you're ready."

"Um."

Barrow nodded.

He controlled his breathing as instructed, gradually relaxed, and slowly clenched his right hand.

suddenly.

A mysterious force surged from within, coursing through cells, blood, bones, and muscles.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

As Barrow threw a punch, the solid ball in front of him trembled rapidly, and the numbers on the LCD screen flashed quickly.

200!

300!

……

411!

"Not bad." Chris nodded slowly.

"This punch would make even a tiger dizzy; an ordinary person simply couldn't withstand it."

"With such strength right from the start, your potential power is probably over a thousand."

one thousand,

It is a dividing line for extraordinary power.

Cannot surpass

Ordinary firearms can severely injure superhumans.

Once it exceeds that.

Ordinary firearms pose no threat to these beings, and they can even hold official positions within the Night Watch organization.

According to the previous ranking system, it was divided into first-order and second-order.

Chris is a second-tier superhuman.

His casual punch just now dealt more than 700 damage; if he were to throw a punch without regard for the consequences, it could exceed 2000, which is comparable to the power of a third-tier extraordinary being.

"This is where speed is measured."

Arriving at a circular plaza, Chris pointed to a red line on the ground:

"Start running from the red line, the less time it takes to punch someone along the square, the faster you are."

"Professional athletes can run it in under thirty seconds."

"Give it a try."

By this time, Barrow was already interested, moving his arms and legs with excitement on his face, eager to get on the field.

"Just like before, adjust your breathing and mood, and then unleash your full power to accelerate and run."

"Um."

Barrow nodded.

He stopped in front of the red line, and with a low whistle, he charged forward like a cheetah.

fast!

Faster!

……

Barrow felt his blood almost boil, and the scene reflected in his pupils distorted.

space,

It looks like it's being stretched.

"stop!"

A loud shout interrupted the strange state, and Barrow's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees, sweating profusely.

"Six minutes and thirty-four seconds."

Chris's voice was filled with surprise:

"Your talent for speed is greater than your talent for strength, and if you could also match that agility..."

"He's an absolute genius in close combat!"

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"Barrow!"

Carl, who was observing the experimental data in the lab, turned around and nodded to the somewhat nervous Barrow:

"It's good that you're alright. You were in a very bad situation that day. It's a miracle that you've recovered like this."

How can someone who's been burned to a crisp survive?

However, he did not intend to ask further questions.

"By sheer luck."

Barrow scratched his head:

"Professor, what should I do now?"

He was in a coma for almost a month, and Chris wasted several more days on him. Meanwhile, new people had already arrived at the lab.

The experimental process is also different from what it was before.

"Let's do a blood test first."

Karl gestured with his hand:

"The machines here are all new. Some require fingerprint unlocking, and others require my latest blood verification technology."

"This..." Barrow hesitated for a moment before nodding:

"it is good."

After having his blood drawn and his fingerprints recorded, he quickly began to familiarize himself with the brand-new laboratory.

And Carl,

Then we went to the top floor.

Monica.

He handed over Barrow's blood and asked:

"Is there a problem?"

"What is Professor Carl's opinion on genetically modified humans?" Monica took the blood and licked her lips.

"I'm very interested in this."

"Genetic modification?" Karl's expression remained unchanged.

"Current research on genes and genetics is not thorough enough, and it also involves ethical taboos, making it difficult to make progress."

"We don't yet know what the consequences of modifying genes will be, so I don't agree with it."

"Hmm..." Monica squinted:

"Professor Carl should be able to guess that Professor Jim's research direction can be used for genetic modification."

I was referring to a person!

?

Carl shook his head slightly:

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"All right!"

Monica sighed, watched Karl leave, then opened the test tube containing the blood and licked it.

"What delicious blood!"

Monica licked her lips, her eyes reddening, and took a step forward before disappearing instantly.

…………

BHP Group office area.

Ground.

Two elders of the Remuel family sat on huge stone chairs, looking at the blood floating in front of them.

"It really worked."

One of them spoke in a muffled voice:

"Jim truly deserves to be called the most outstanding genius in this field in recent decades."

"grandfather."

Monica knelt on one knee and said:

"According to the Night's Watch, Barrow now possesses the strength of an elephant, the speed of a falcon, and the agility of a leopard."

"His resilience, recovery ability, and perception have all improved significantly. According to the previous ranking system, he would already be considered a legendary knight."

"Mammoth, falcon, leopard..." A hoarse voice came from above:

"They are all ordinary things."

"Yes." Monica nodded.

"However, when the advantages of these creatures are concentrated in one individual, they generate extraordinary power."

"Well……"

"Ants can lift objects dozens of times their own size, and Barrow may well be able to do the same in the future."

"The genes of ordinary organisms are hardly a threat to extraordinary beings; it must be an extraordinary being." A voice came from above:

"How's the backup you found?"

"Professor Carl's research abilities are beyond question." Monica nodded, then added:

"Unfortunately, I've tried asking him several times, but he doesn't seem to intend to follow Professor Jim's research direction."

"Then find Jim." A voice rang out:

"Using Barn and Jim's daughter, we need to find him before the Night's Watch finds him."

"If not..."

"Then destroy it!"

"yes!"

Monica replied emphatically.

(End of this chapter)