Wizard, I have a different world

"Goodbye Professor!"

"Professor Carl, see you tomorrow!"

"..."

In the evening, the students in the laboratory left one after another, leaving Carl to deal with the rest alone.

on the screen,

Data is updated quickly.

Karl stood in front of the laboratory instruments and put the paper in his hand on the desk with a sigh.

In his 'vision', there was more than just the laboratory in front of him.

The fragments of the divine realm are shrouded in complex witchcraft formations, and biological samples are also being analyzed inside.

Those biological samples come from hundreds of years ago.

"Finally I have an answer."

He whispered to himself:

"More than six hundred years ago, the genetic genes of humans in the Eastern Kingdom were artificially modified."

"Who did it?"

"What's the purpose?"

The Eastern Kingdom has a vast continent and hundreds of millions of humans. Modifying the genes of so many people is definitely a big deal.

Even for a sixth level high god, it is not easy to do it.

What's more...

Why revamp?

The transformed humans have no special talents and have not evolved any special abilities.

It was no different from before, and even if Karl hadn't spent a lot of time verifying it, he wouldn't be able to see the difference.

"Every one of the gods in the Eastern Kingdom is an ancient god. Even if his strength is at a low point, he still has the peak strength of the sixth level. If the six gods merge into one, they will be the main god of the seventh level."

Karl thought thoughtfully:

"According to the records in the Wizard's Book, the seventh-level main god is transcendent, immortal, and is the most powerful existence in the universe."

"And all the gods in the Eastern Kingdom have fallen. If I can get the power to make them fall, it will no longer be impossible to protect other worlds."

"It's strange..."

To kill the gods, he knew that the God-killing Spear could do it, but it was impossible to kill six gods in one go.

There must be one alive.

after all,

The god-killing spear needs to be held in the hands of a god to exert its god-killing ability, otherwise it is just a mortal object.

"professor!"

A timid voice sounded, interrupting Karl's train of thought.

After coming back to his senses, he looked in the direction of the sound:

"It's Barrow!"

"Where have you been these days?"

Because of being a test subject, Barrow's hair was shaved off and his face was a little pale.

He escaped from the experimental base of the Temple of Gods, first went to the Night Watch organization, and then came here.

"I……"

Barrow opened his mouth:

"Something happened recently."

"Barrow."

Karl sighed and walked over:

"You are very talented in biogenetics, and I appreciate your efforts, but you can't do this."

"Since I took over the laboratory, you have been unexpectedly absent for long periods of time twice in a row."

"Maybe……"

"You're not cut out to work in a lab."

"Professor!" Barrow's face turned pale when he heard this:

"Give me another chance, I...I will do a good job, and I will never let you down, Professor."

"Why bother?" Karl shook his head:

"Researchers need not only talent and patience, but also preferably simple interpersonal relationships."

"Your mind is not focused on this. I can help introduce you to companies in the Billiton Group, or..."

"You have your own way."

"Professor." Barrow pursed his lips and repeated:

"Please give me another chance!"

"..." Karl was speechless:

"All right."

He nodded, his eyes flickering slightly as if he thought of something, and he took out a piece of 4a paper and handed it over.

"I found some information in the library, which contains records of gods from ancient times."

"One of the gods is called the Lord of Source. My eyesight is a little bad. Please help me read the words above."

"Gods?" Barrow took the paper with a look of astonishment on his face:

"Are the professor's experiments related to gods?"

"That's not true." Karl shook his head:

"However, some people say that the movement of the earth's crust more than 600 years ago was caused by the power of God. Although it is a joke, it does not prevent you from checking the information."

Barrow's fingers trembled slightly.

He used to never believe in the existence of 'god', but now it's different and he has no doubt about it.

He even hates the pantheon of gods.

"Professor, there is another pattern on this. Every god has his symbol, and this one should be no exception."

"Lord of the Source!"

"King of all forms!"

"..."

Barrow whispered in his mouth, his voice gradually became solemn, and then he suddenly paused as if he realized something was wrong.

"Weird title."

Karl disagreed, took back the paper and waved his hand:

"Go back and rest. Remember to come to the lab on time tomorrow."

"yes."

Barrow's eyes lit up:

"Thank you Professor!"

Watching Barrow's back go away, Karl slowly withdrew his gaze, flicked his wrist and the paper disappeared.

He has understood that the 'human beings' in this world have been manipulated, and it is not in the physical body.

But...

Belief!

"Human beings in this world, after some transformation, have a natural inertia towards faith. Even if I recite the names of gods, I can only have a weak reaction."

"Even if you believe in gods, the power of faith is extremely weak."

"so……"

"Is this the root of the destruction of the gods?"

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"Professor Carl, why did you suddenly become interested in history?"

Ruili took down a thick book from the library shelf, smiled and came to the table to put it down:

"Is it possible that you plan to change your career in the future?"

"That's not true."

Karl shook his head:

"I recently analyzed biological genetic information and found that about seven hundred years ago, many organisms underwent genetic mutations, so I wanted to see if anything special happened during that time in history."

"Of course." Ruili shrugged:

"More than six hundred years ago, there was a famous crustal movement, and various creatures were forced to change their living environment."

"You should ask a geological expert about this."

"Crustal movement." Karl nodded:

"I remember that the Federation was established after that period of time, and there are very few records of the previous history?"

"In the past, the means of recording history were limited, and most of them were in the hands of the clergy of the Holy See." Ruili said:

"As you know, the history of the Holy See has everything to do with God, and there is no way it can be viewed as official historical data."

"During that time, there were constant natural and man-made disasters. The Holy See only focused on collecting money, which aroused public outrage, and launched a thirty-year-long God-destroying movement. As a result, the books in the Holy See were destroyed, leaving only some residues."

"God-destroying movement?" Karl asked:

"Who started it?"

"Ordinary people." Ruili said:

"There is no messenger of the Lord."

"boom!"

While the two were talking, a loud noise was heard where the experimental building was located, and a flame bloomed in the distance.

"Again?"

Ruili looked stunned.

Karl was speechless.

…………

Barrow was covered in wounds, and with the help of several night watchmen, he finally repelled Jim's surprise attack.

"Boom!"

"Enter."

Inside the office.

Karl sorted the documents and looked at Barrow helplessly:

"You go."

"If you stay in the laboratory for one day, you will not be able to settle down in the laboratory. This place is really not suitable for you."

Barrow opened his mouth and sighed silently.

As Night Watchman Chris said, once you are exposed to that world, you can never go back to the past.