Back In the underground lab, a man was seated in a large room, together with a group of people.
Their seats they had taken formed a perfect semicircle around that man, facing the man who was sitting directly opposite them.
Those people were thirteen if one were to count.
They were occasionally disclosing some reports duty persist them to give. They were of both genders, age ranging from mid thirties to late fifties.
The individual who was seated before them was the eccentric Mu Chen that had just orientated the new students a while ago.
But Mu Chen had his eyes closed in his seat, with his legs cross-legged like a boss. His fingers tapping rhythmically on the table before him, appearing deeply lost in thought.
"... is almost exhausted, and by my estimate, the amount of workers that would be available for the next operation would not be enough to carry out the operation successfully. I personally suggest we take our debates to the table of main institutes."
The eccentric Mu Chen wasn't really listening to that report though, his thought was somewhere else.
Amidst the group of people, another person spoke out from the group of people present.
"Yes, I think that would be a great idea, we could suggest the increase in difficulty in passing the tests of the new students by 100 percent seeing as more people survived the operation, almost double the size of th_" she hadn't finished speaking when she was interrupted by someone else.
"I disagree, more people surviving the operation is both our good luck and also the students good luck and fortune to survive the ordeal. Increasing the difficulty by two folds, that's just far too cruel, I disagree with such ruthless methods!" The man stood up while speaking with an air of justice.
The woman who had just been interrupted was taken aback for a second and then sneered at him without the slightest bit of respect as she responded. "Ha! Injustice my foot. It's useless feigning justification. We all know that a little more than hundred of your clansmen kids are in this batch of new students , do not think you kept it a secret at all, we all knew from the beginning."
The man was stunned. He was about to refute it, but as he looked around, only to notice the remaining people nodding their heads in acknowledgment. While also showing faces of pity for him. He
Before he could dish out an excuse, a voice interrupted him instantly.
"Keep quiet, all of you."
Not daring to do otherwise, the room descended into silence. And the man quickly sat back down.
After a few seconds passed, Mu Chen spoke out again.
"Transfer the transplantation process clips of every survivor to me and all the information regarding each and everyone of them, regardless of their status. Clear?"
Although puzzled by Mu Chen's weird request, their voices still resounded out.
"Clear!!!"
Not done speaking, Mu Chen continued.
"Also, regarding the situation of less workers, let the board worry about that, it's not what you've been paid to do... Dismissed."
After the last person left the room, Mu Chen eye glinted with greed as he finalised his thoughts 'If that kid could determine the name of my Phantom Beast while only gazing at its rough outline, he could also be knowledgeable about its behaviour, characteristics and even those of other legendary beasts.'
As Mu Chen thought it through, his smile broadened in a sinister grin.
If the kid was truly knowledgeable about it, he could extract the knowledge from him and process them, become a very powerful expert wouldn't be a pipe dream any longer.
Reaching the Atavism Phase would no longer be out of his life goals anymore.
How could he not be happy? Since David knew about the Griffin, he would surely know a lot about other legendary beasts too. As long as he could extract those knowledge, he could turn them into both wealth and power.
Since it required years of services to the institute for him to get the genetic map of a single beast, people would work for him if he had more powerful genetic maps.
The more powerful the beast was when it was alive, the more powerful the person would become after arranging all of the genetic maps in his or her body and completely merge as one .
His social status would rise rapidly as his strength also surges, maybe one day, when he is powerful enough, he could take on the role as the Grand Professor of the institute and maybe take over the Generic association.
Now, he needed to plan a perfect move.
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Nihyuh opened his eyes wide. He wanted to see what makes this kid so special his intuition, the curse that had been passed down for several generations would activate when he saw him
Nihyuh shivered, seemingly afraid or excited for David as he knew what was to come.
Since David had actually just undergone the operation, his body would be supersensitive to pain due to the myalgia and even if he was a Three star genius, since it's basically an impossibility to be a Four star genius according to Mu Chen's words, forget him being a Five Star genius, cause there hasn't been one ever since the institute has been built according to the institute.
Closing his eyes forcefully shut but sneaking a peek just to witness it.
A small Ding sound was made as David's head slammed right at the tip of the pole lay sideways.
Nihyuh expected cries of pain or the yowling of a youngster, but all he saw was David's head tilting towards the head due to the force of banging his head against a pole.
Coming back to his senses, David looked back puzzled, but when he saw the pole, he just nodded his head and his eyes showed a reaction of realization. After which, he continued to follow the magnetic pull generated from the imprint on his wrist.
Nihyuh stared blankly at the scene, his mind had turned completely blank as he walked together with David towards the dorm. Although he was walking, it was as though he was an empty shell as if his soul had been sucked away from him. His mind kept replaying the scene where David rammed his head into the pole and then acted like nothing ever happened.
His mind kept playing in playing the scene over and over again till he regain his composure.
He calmly analysed the scene as he deduced that either David's tolerance for pain is very impressive or David might really be a four star genius or the pole might actually be made of paper, but the clear ding sound that rang out when David's head brushed sideways of the pole still rang out in his head do it is certainly not a paper pole.
But what Nihyuh doesn't know is that ever since David came out of the pod, he didn't feel uncomfortable, infact, he felt really great but a bit sore. David himself didn't suspect a thing. That is until he was hit in his ribs by Nihyuh which only caused a mild pain sideways.
He began to suspect that he really was Five star genius but he threw that at the back of his head since it wasn't that important to him much.
What was most important was how he was going to fit in without gaining suspicion from other people. It was already enough with Nihyuh alone