The World is Sick

"Actually, how much you can produce depends on you..."

Sumire Muroto touched half a bottle of overnight beer from the table, took a sip, stared at Kevin, and whispered playfully.

Chapter 572 Chapter [-] Black and White, Attack and Receive

"Have you ever wondered why the single individual Jenova cell parasites of Shinra special forces all have the wings of angels in their final evolution?"

While Kevin was confused, Sumire Muroto took out the glass tube, lay down on the table, and rolled it back and forth in front of her eyes. A black feather inside was like a perfect work of art.

After the national treasure-level medical scientist's point, Kevin's thoughts diverged, and he argued in his mind.

Theoretically, Shinra special forces are the most perfect biological individuals under the command of the creator Jenova and Jenova cells. The simulation of Jenova cells will allow these hosts to evolve towards the most perfect biological form.

The basis for the re-engraving is probably the biological re-engraving template in Xenovia's memory.

"A friendly reminder, the place where the creator Xenovia was discovered is in Siberia. Think about it, what happened there ten years ago, Your Highness Kevin?"

Sumire Muroto played with the black feather in the glass tube tirelessly, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Ten years ago!Siberia!Angel form!God Killing Battle!

Kevin suddenly realized, pointing to his nose with a face full of disbelief.

"The Jenova cells on the Shinra Special Forces are replicating my genes!"

When the answer was revealed, Sumire Muroto snapped her fingers in satisfaction, turned the seat, pulled out the keyboard, and clicked on a series of professional medical test report interfaces.

At the same time, Kevin's remaining half bottle of blood was taken out of the drawer by the medical genius to show off (see Chapter 501 for clues).

"From a genetic point of view, you are really related. If you compare the creator Jenova to the mother of the Shinra special forces..."

"And you are the [father] they try to imitate, the black and white wings on these bear children are the ironclad proof!"

When this unbelievable truth was revealed, not only Kevin, but even Tifa, who was half-understanding, couldn't help but widen their eyes and open their mouths.

"I guess, it must be your heroic appearance that killed Gaia, the mother goddess, and awakened Xenovia who was sleeping under the ice sheet."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, Xenovia was driving the Star Ark and was about to erode the earth. She was educated by Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth. She was beaten until she couldn't take care of herself, and you indirectly avenged her and conquered her heart!"

"As the most perfect species on their respective planets, she fell in love with you at first sight and was determined to have a child for you!"

"So, this alien god secretly collected your gene fragments on the ice field. After seeing the light of day again, the Shinra Special Forces plan was launched, and she took the opportunity to combine your genes with Jenova cells and embed them in Sephiroth and others. Creature template!"

"But I didn't expect that you were still standing on the opposite side of their mother and child. How about it, isn't it a bit of a family ethics drama?"

Family ethics drama?Boss, isn't this also the reason why I have the full power to deal with it?Too bloody!

Kevin's facial muscles twitched violently. He didn't expect that one day, he would become the object of aliens borrowing seeds, and even produced semi-finished products such as Sephiroth.

At this time, Tifa, who was successfully fooled by Sumire Muroto's teasing, nodded in doubt, and even looked at Kevin with a weird look.

The not-so-serious medical genius sniffed at Kevin like a hound, squinting his eyes and giggling.

"Well, that's right, even a ten-thousand-year mummy can be tempted, and your whole body really reveals the aura of sin!"

"Be careful, Tifa, if you get too close to him, you will be eaten sooner or later! The kind that doesn't leave any scum!"

Fortunately, Tifa chuckled and shook her head, but instead held Kevin's palm tightly, showing comforting and trusting eyes.

"Hey, have you had enough trouble? You didn't come to me to discuss these gossips, did you? What's the point?"

A warm current surged in Kevin's heart, and then a cold voice interrupted Sumire Muroto's entertainment.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it's seduction..."

Sumire Muroto gnawed on the biscuit, her eyes sparkled with excitement, as if she was looking forward to the direction of the plot.

I lost it!Are you playing with me?Kevin, who was regarded as a brain supplement, turned dark, wishing he could directly summon the Skyfire Great Sword and skewer this woman into a barbecue.

Tifa's eyes showed a rare sternness at first, making Kevin, who wanted to teach a crazy woman a lesson, obediently shrugged and stood still.

Immediately, the big sister next door stepped forward, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and then bowed solemnly to Sumire Muroto in plea.

"Kevin, he offended you because he was worried about me, please tell us the answer to solve the star mark syndrome patients, please!"

Sumire Muroto immediately pulled back her seat, avoiding Tifa's salute.He rolled his eyes and waved helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you, remember what I said that night?"

"Your blood has strong genetic coverage..."

"If you and the creator Xenovia are likened to a couple, the patient infected with Starmark Syndrome is the egg cell in her uterus..."

"And what you have to do is to possess her arbitrarily! Insert your own seeds into the seedbed he cultivated! Overwrite the biological characteristics of Jenova's cells!"

Kevin's eyes lit up, and his thoughts suddenly brightened, but he was a little depressed in an instant.

"But hearing your description, why do you feel like a scumbag?"

"Is not it?"

Sumire Muroto retorted, and began to gnaw on the biscuits again, splashing cold water.

"Also, don't be too happy, this is just my guess, let's not say whether it will work..."

"When you reach the life level of you and Xenovia, you are already close to gods. All patients with star mark syndrome are similar to believers waiting to be developed..."

"Whether they accept the fusion of Jenova's cells or are willing to be baptized by the brilliance of angels, subjective will is very important!"

"Simply put, it's about fighting for faith! Now, it's your turn to show your father's authority, Your Highness Kevin..."

Immediately, Muroto Sumire, who had a dry mouth, drank the overnight beer in one gulp, her tone somewhat depressed but excited.

"Black and white, gods and demons..."

"Good and evil, attack and suffer..."

"Try to know!"

Faced with this kind of old Si Ji who drove at any time, the corners of Kevin's mouth twitched, and the originally serious topic suddenly changed in her mouth.

Time was running out, and Kevin was too lazy to argue with this woman, so he rolled up his sleeves and responded angrily.

"As much blood as you want, draw it quickly..."

Unexpectedly, Sumire Muroto slapped Kevin's paw away, took out two plastic cups from the drawer and handed them to him with a strange smile.

"Why give me this thing?"

Kevin was a little confused, with a confused expression.

"Scientific name: Little Tadpole Collection Cup, the richness of genetic material, the blood cells, how can it compare to this thing..."

"Sacrifice for science..."

Sumire Muroto hooked Kevin's shoulder and whispered without hesitation.

"are you kidding me?"

Kevin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, with a gloomy expression.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to fuck, everyone brought you..."

Some crazy women smiled and pointed to Tifa who was holding hands with Kevin.

Immediately, the two parties looked at each other, and the laboratory fell into a strange dead silence.

ps: If there is no accident, there will be two changes before 12:2 pm and one around [-]:[-] pm.

I'm a bit of a collector, and I hope that the blades in my hand will soon expire, please feed me, so that the blades in this book can be rounded up to 4000 integers.

Chapter 573 Chapter [-] From Tifa's Coming of Age Ceremony (Third)

In the Muroto Sumire Institute, an empty sample collection room was tightly locked. The medical genius sitting at the computer desk drinking coffee clearly felt the vibration of the ground and the wall, and his eyelids twitched.

The bottles and cans on the shelf were also shaking constantly, and all kinds of precious tissue specimens were almost smashed by the movement of the sample collection room several times.

At this moment, Tifa, who was sitting beside her knees, was red-faced and a little embarrassed.

"Hey! Can you stop messing around? It's been half an hour!"

Finally, Sumire Muroto knocked on the iron door of the sample collection room after helping her fallen mannequin Charlie, and hummed coldly towards the inside.

After a moment of dead silence, Kevin opened the door with a gloomy face, also with a bad expression.

"I don't need any ready-made ones. Do you really want me to order you a takeaway?"

Sumire Muroto folded her hands, her tone was sarcasm, and her eyes showed a hint of contempt.

"Is this thing necessary?"

Kevin shook his numb right hand and asked unwillingly.

"Theoretically, it is necessary to complete the information coverage of Jenova's cells for tens of millions of people. It is a supplement to the experimental data, which is very important!"

Sumire Muroto straightened her white coat and turned the pen with a serious tone.

"Then... is there a film?"

The muscles on Kevin's face twitched violently, and he forced out difficult questions from between his teeth, his shame bursting out of the charts.

"Isn't it impolite for you to ask a lady like this?"

Sumire Muroto raised her eyebrows, her tone was low, she quickly scratched her messy long hair, put on rubber gloves, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Okay, I'll make a sacrifice and do it myself..."

Kevin's hair stood on end, and he instinctively distanced himself from this sloppy necrophilia doctor, his attitude was self-evident.

Sumire Muroto, who was very injured, frowned, and immediately wanted to get angry, and the smell of gunpowder between the two became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure intervened in the middle, picked up Kevin, and walked towards the small black room.

"Miss Tifa, I..."

Kevin resisted a little, thinking that although he was a bit of a jerk, under normal circumstances, he really couldn't do things that were difficult for people close to him.

"Stop talking, we don't have much time to waste..."