Genetically Modified People had generally referred to experimental subjects of some research institutes, where extreme scientists secretly conducted illegal experiments. This phenomenon had always been severely cracked down upon by the interstellar human regime, yet it persisted undeterred, even evolving into a mature industrial chain.
Genetically Modified People all had various defects—mortality was extremely high, and ninety percent of them couldn’t endure the first experiment. Even those who survived had short lifespans.
Realizing that Lin Fu was also a Genetically Modified Person, Fu Xing could hardly maintain his indifferent demeanor. An indescribable pain seized his heart, making him unconsciously bend over, trying to ease the sensation of heartache.
Ji Mian’s expression was grave, his voice subdued, "Yes, Lady’s genes were modified and rearranged. Even her current appearance is not her true one, and she also doesn’t have her original memories."
"Memories, appearance, both gone?" Fu Xing murmured to himself, lowering his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly.
Therefore, she knew nothing, understood nothing, and that’s why she was cautiously probing him in front of him, pitifully trying to please him.
That’s why Horace had let his guard down, deceived by her act.
It was precisely because she lost her memory that now she showed her most genuine side.
She was merely a pawn of someone behind the scenes.
But . . . what does it matter if she’s just a pawn!
After all, she was the one who had appeared before him holding the Purple Wish Token.
He only recognized her.
"Has genetic modification technology already advanced to this extent?"
"Lady’s situation is unique, I suspect the person who intervened must be a giant in the scientific community."
"Who has the capabilities? Can it be traced?"
"I can try, but there are many low-profile mad scientists. It’s not just one scientist who could have made Lady’s surgery successful. It’ll be very difficult!"
Fu Xing’s words somewhat relieved Ji Mian.
"So, how long can she live?" Fu Xing asked calmly.
"..." Ji Mian hesitated for a moment before his voice, dry with unease, cleared his throat, "I can’t predict her lifespan. That requires much more detailed and prolonged observation." In fact, he silently hoped he could get the chance to observe the Lady.
The issues with the Lady were irresistible to every scientist.
"Not being able to predict is also fine."
"What are the defects?"
Ji Mian pondered a moment, his brow furrowing with doubt. He uncertainly activated his work terminal and checked again, "Spiritual power, constitution significantly weakened..."
"Heh!" Fu Xing scoffed coldly, "Are you joking? Lin Fu’s spiritual power is at 2S Level, and there’s even potential for growth. Although her constitution isn’t high, it’s initially at a B Level. If these data represent a significant weakening, then what was her original level?"
"Divine-level!" Ji Mian looked straight into Fu Xing’s eyes.
Fu Xing was momentarily stunned, then sighed calmly, "The legendary Divine-level actually exists."
Ji Mian also wore a look of heartache, wishing he could drag out the scientist who had operated on Lin Fu and beat him to death.
Divine-level had always been a concept of the scientific community. Since human talent level had 3S Levels, was 3S then the ultimate limit?
Two thousand years ago, the pioneers who first measured the levels of spiritual power also only detected up to S Level.
After two thousand years of development, human latent potential was further excavated.
In that case, what about above 3S?
Could that be the fabled Demigod Level? Divine-level?
Many scientists tirelessly sought to demonstrate where the next human limit lay.
Now that one had finally appeared, she had prematurely died young due to genetic modification.
How could that not be heartbreaking?