NOVEL NEXT Comprehension goes against the sky: I created a variant genetic practice method
Chapter 2
"Ding!"
"Your soul has been baptized by time and space, and you have awakened your anti-heavenly understanding!"
Russell felt a blank in his mind, and then that blank space continued to expand like a cosmic explosion, and the people he had seen, the words he had said, the books he had read, the videos he had swiped, and the serious and unorthodox websites he had visited all appeared in front of him.
These things constantly appeared in front of him, crisscrossing like spider webs, intertwining with each other in an inexplicable connection.
"This feeling..."
"Is it transcendent understanding?"
Russell felt that he was in a very good state, and he recalled all the things he had done since he was a child, the choices he made about everything, and the correctness of every question.
He recalled that three years ago, when he was passionately facing people in an Internet café, his teammate was too outrageous, and he missed a soldier on the road, which was a little bit less economical, resulting in being killed alone, causing a chain reaction, and finally the game failed.
Real dish!
How can you make such a low-level mistake?
Russell was suddenly stunned, and then he laughed, maybe his teammates three years ago didn't expect that he just missed a soldier, and then caused him to be scolded three years later.
He's outrageous!
He closed his eyes and deeply felt the horror of this anti-heavenly understanding, and the spiritual thoughts in his mind were simply endless.
[You feel your own mutant ability, the mutant ability comes from a mutation named X gene in the human body, the mutation is uncontrollable, which leads to superpowers in different directions, you have extraordinary understanding and comprehend the X gene practice. ] X
Gene Practice.
Suitable for all kinds of mutants with genetic defects, as long as a large amount of phagocytosis energy, through energy supplementation to improve their own X genes, they can make their X genes perfect and even evolve.
Just practice this X-gene practice.
Even the weakest mutant has the opportunity to become the strongest mutant, and even has the hope of transforming from a human to a god!
A flash of essence flashed in Russell's eyes, and he was trying to start practicing the X-gene cultivation method, because of the blessing of anti-heavenly understanding, his practice was exceptionally simple, but exceptionally fast.
A warm current runs inside him.
Works in various organs.
Like a small river irrigating a dry river field, everywhere it passes, there is life everywhere.
But soon.
Russell discovered the drawbacks of this practice, to be precise, the drawbacks of his practitioner's practice.
He only practiced slightly.
His stomach growled.
He's hungry!
He completely consumed the energy he absorbed into his body, but the most terrifying thing was that he was still imprisoned in a cage, unable to replenish energy freely.
Russell looked up and looked around, his cage was really dark and damp, and he couldn't see anything to eat, even if there was sunlight!
If there is sunlight.
He can also use his anti-heavenly understanding to incorporate sunlight into the absorption range of the X gene cultivation method, and then devour sunlight to enhance his body, maybe he is the next superman.
Oh! No!
It's the Motherland!
Russell tugged at the collar around his neck with his hand, remembering the feeling of humiliation in his original body and his current embarrassment, and a monstrous anger burned in his heart.
He is already a mutant.
He had no choice.
He is an outlier in the eyes of humans!
Russell looked at the door of the cage with cold eyes, listening to the disdainful words of the guard outside the door, and a sneer appeared in his heart, wait, wait.
Like a poisonous serpent, he hid in the darkness and waited quietly.
He was watching.
Every day there are fixed people who bring him food at a fixed time, to be precise, they are.
Because it was too dark before, Russell did not notice that the place where he was a series of cages, and the rows of cages were locked up one mutant after another.
Most of the mutants were adults, and they were all lying in cages like corpses, without any movement, and even their breathing was weak.
This is also the reason why Russell felt quiet before, feeling that he was the only one in this cage.
The group of older mutants was extremely unlucky, some were studied, injected an overdose of tranquilizers, and fell into a long slumber.
Some are because the ability is too strong, they are directly forcibly beaten into the inhibitor, and the body is tightly tied up and down, and they can't move.
Others have been used for research, and the organs on the body have become strange, completely beyond the scope of human beings.
Russell used the light of the guards to deliver food, and found that among the mutants in this row of cages, only he was in the best condition, perhaps because he was too young, or his ability was the weakest, or because he was recently detained.
In short, various reasons.
Although he was limited to his hands, feet and neck, he could still move, much better than other people.
But in this kind of prison, it is only a matter of time before you are caught doing research, and maybe one day you will die in the laboratory because of the failure of research!
Must escape!
Get out as soon as possible!
Russell's sense of crisis climbed to the highest, and he relied on eating every day to replenish his energy, and then curled up in a corner to meditate quietly, observing the arrangement inside the cage.
The more you observe.
The more frightened he became.
With a prison cage of this magnitude and so many mutants, it's hard to imagine how huge the forces behind this are.
The other party has at least mastered the capture of mutants, mastered the weapons to suppress mutants' abilities, and even has mutants who defect or control under him, even the worst, at least have large heavy firearms.
Russell could only practice with his life.
Let the hungry grunt every day, desperately squeeze their own fat, and turn it into their own energy to evolve the ability to mutate.
It was the only way he could think of to get out of trouble.
Three days....
His genes evolved once!
Ten days....
His genes evolved a second time!
Thirty-six days....
His genes evolved for the third time!
Day 40....
Russell's genes didn't evolve, but his good days were over.
I saw two guards with guns come to Russell's cage, looked at the number on it, and nodded, "AF-717, a second-level mutant, is this little monster."
Russell exclaimed darkly.
Oops!
"Your soul has been baptized by time and space, and you have awakened your anti-heavenly understanding!"
Russell felt a blank in his mind, and then that blank space continued to expand like a cosmic explosion, and the people he had seen, the words he had said, the books he had read, the videos he had swiped, and the serious and unorthodox websites he had visited all appeared in front of him.
These things constantly appeared in front of him, crisscrossing like spider webs, intertwining with each other in an inexplicable connection.
"This feeling..."
"Is it transcendent understanding?"
Russell felt that he was in a very good state, and he recalled all the things he had done since he was a child, the choices he made about everything, and the correctness of every question.
He recalled that three years ago, when he was passionately facing people in an Internet café, his teammate was too outrageous, and he missed a soldier on the road, which was a little bit less economical, resulting in being killed alone, causing a chain reaction, and finally the game failed.
Real dish!
How can you make such a low-level mistake?
Russell was suddenly stunned, and then he laughed, maybe his teammates three years ago didn't expect that he just missed a soldier, and then caused him to be scolded three years later.
He's outrageous!
He closed his eyes and deeply felt the horror of this anti-heavenly understanding, and the spiritual thoughts in his mind were simply endless.
[You feel your own mutant ability, the mutant ability comes from a mutation named X gene in the human body, the mutation is uncontrollable, which leads to superpowers in different directions, you have extraordinary understanding and comprehend the X gene practice. ] X
Gene Practice.
Suitable for all kinds of mutants with genetic defects, as long as a large amount of phagocytosis energy, through energy supplementation to improve their own X genes, they can make their X genes perfect and even evolve.
Just practice this X-gene practice.
Even the weakest mutant has the opportunity to become the strongest mutant, and even has the hope of transforming from a human to a god!
A flash of essence flashed in Russell's eyes, and he was trying to start practicing the X-gene cultivation method, because of the blessing of anti-heavenly understanding, his practice was exceptionally simple, but exceptionally fast.
A warm current runs inside him.
Works in various organs.
Like a small river irrigating a dry river field, everywhere it passes, there is life everywhere.
But soon.
Russell discovered the drawbacks of this practice, to be precise, the drawbacks of his practitioner's practice.
He only practiced slightly.
His stomach growled.
He's hungry!
He completely consumed the energy he absorbed into his body, but the most terrifying thing was that he was still imprisoned in a cage, unable to replenish energy freely.
Russell looked up and looked around, his cage was really dark and damp, and he couldn't see anything to eat, even if there was sunlight!
If there is sunlight.
He can also use his anti-heavenly understanding to incorporate sunlight into the absorption range of the X gene cultivation method, and then devour sunlight to enhance his body, maybe he is the next superman.
Oh! No!
It's the Motherland!
Russell tugged at the collar around his neck with his hand, remembering the feeling of humiliation in his original body and his current embarrassment, and a monstrous anger burned in his heart.
He is already a mutant.
He had no choice.
He is an outlier in the eyes of humans!
Russell looked at the door of the cage with cold eyes, listening to the disdainful words of the guard outside the door, and a sneer appeared in his heart, wait, wait.
Like a poisonous serpent, he hid in the darkness and waited quietly.
He was watching.
Every day there are fixed people who bring him food at a fixed time, to be precise, they are.
Because it was too dark before, Russell did not notice that the place where he was a series of cages, and the rows of cages were locked up one mutant after another.
Most of the mutants were adults, and they were all lying in cages like corpses, without any movement, and even their breathing was weak.
This is also the reason why Russell felt quiet before, feeling that he was the only one in this cage.
The group of older mutants was extremely unlucky, some were studied, injected an overdose of tranquilizers, and fell into a long slumber.
Some are because the ability is too strong, they are directly forcibly beaten into the inhibitor, and the body is tightly tied up and down, and they can't move.
Others have been used for research, and the organs on the body have become strange, completely beyond the scope of human beings.
Russell used the light of the guards to deliver food, and found that among the mutants in this row of cages, only he was in the best condition, perhaps because he was too young, or his ability was the weakest, or because he was recently detained.
In short, various reasons.
Although he was limited to his hands, feet and neck, he could still move, much better than other people.
But in this kind of prison, it is only a matter of time before you are caught doing research, and maybe one day you will die in the laboratory because of the failure of research!
Must escape!
Get out as soon as possible!
Russell's sense of crisis climbed to the highest, and he relied on eating every day to replenish his energy, and then curled up in a corner to meditate quietly, observing the arrangement inside the cage.
The more you observe.
The more frightened he became.
With a prison cage of this magnitude and so many mutants, it's hard to imagine how huge the forces behind this are.
The other party has at least mastered the capture of mutants, mastered the weapons to suppress mutants' abilities, and even has mutants who defect or control under him, even the worst, at least have large heavy firearms.
Russell could only practice with his life.
Let the hungry grunt every day, desperately squeeze their own fat, and turn it into their own energy to evolve the ability to mutate.
It was the only way he could think of to get out of trouble.
Three days....
His genes evolved once!
Ten days....
His genes evolved a second time!
Thirty-six days....
His genes evolved for the third time!
Day 40....
Russell's genes didn't evolve, but his good days were over.
I saw two guards with guns come to Russell's cage, looked at the number on it, and nodded, "AF-717, a second-level mutant, is this little monster."
Russell exclaimed darkly.
Oops!
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