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Multi-Gene

Do you love Wuxia novels but tired of the cliché power system and need something fresh and unique? Check this out. A world where cultivation is scientifically practiced. A world in which cultivation method is theoretically possible. With the slight Circulation Of My Blood, The World Trembled! Follow David as he struggled to survive in this world where, Cells are being awaken, Genes changing, Gene pools being constructed, Catalysts manufactured, Generic nucleus harvested. Evolved Beings invading the inner world. Survival of the fittest.

Typhlix · sci-fi
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912 Chs

His Resolve

David hurriedly headed towards the Energy Room, he needed to recuperate for a while as his injuries was quite severe. He still had a bit over three hours left to his next lecture, so he needed to use every second of it to recuperate.

Three hours later, The sun shone brightly as Dav exited the energy room feeling a bit better.

The injuries he had sustained from his fight were more or less serious. His internal organs had been shaken due to the tremor and according to the full body diagnosis made by the system, the list of his injuries were quite long, he hadn't made a full recovery yet.

However, he had healed up nicely enough to attend class without causing himself pain or making the injuries worse. He wasn't at all hungry since he had just soaked in the energy tank, he was filled to the brim with energy.

So, he headed for his class immediately calling forth a Skycruiser. He was happy it wasn't the person he had met the first time.

The lecture was quite long and boring, as David was too tired to listen. Such things were torture for him in his condition.

In the institute, it was important to attend lectures as every lecture missed leads to a reduction in points for the final examination.

Although the points or credits deducted would be quite negligible, once it piled up it could cause a headache.

Dav hurriedly left the hall after the lecture and headed for his room. This time, there was no accident and no one stopped him since he practically ran to his room ignoring everything and everyone.

A few minutes later, David was quietly sitting in his room, closing his eyes.

When he opened them, he appeared quite relaxed and calm as if nothing could ever shake him. Reaching for the metallic box in front of him, he opened it to reveal a syringe as small as an index finger.

The syringe was the serum had spent 100 Gyno points to obtain it had been sent and had arrive through the transporter in his room. The box had been locked as it requires his identity tag which is printed in his wrist to open.

Inside the syringe, the black liquid flowed fluidly without leaving a single stain or smear of liquid on the body of the syringe as there seem to be little stats hidden within. It was a bit of a fascinating sight.

David didn't care for this, the fear of losing control was the most important right now.

Without warning, David suddenly stabbed at his thigh with the syringe, injecting then liquid into his body.

A faint force appeared within his body.

Dav discarded the empty syringe and closed his eyes.

He quickly focused on the force, not giving the sensation time to fade. The force was slowly circulating along with flow of blood in his body, urging every cells in his body to move, accelerating their activities by an impressive amount.

His body began to itch as though there were thousands of ants gnawing at his flesh, veins and internal organs. But it was bearable.

The injuries in his body began healing at a fast pace. The tears in his veins which had already been healed when he had gone to the Energy Room also healed all over again.

The flesh wounds he had gotten from the fight began to heal at an eye catching pace. Although very slowly, in a matter of a few minutes, the wounds closed up nicely and scabbed over slowly.

Dav felt the strange force enter his heart through his veins. His heart gradually turned a little hot, causing quite the discomfort, it returned to normal after a while. But David was disappointed to see the strange force started fading fast, until it finally disappeared.

David opened his eyes, feeling quite refreshed and satisfied. Although he felt quite pained spending 100 Gyno Points on his healing, the outcome was quite satisfactory.

Suddenly,

His eyes turned cold. Lu Feng, you just wait and see. A cold flint flashed in his eyes.

He had been a little naive previously and had thought his life would be a little peaceful, and had even taken things as a joke on his first day.

But now, he had realized how serious his situation in the institute was. Any small thing could led to death.

The whole while, his life had been hanging by a thread but he had been ignorant.

As he could remember, he had almost died Three time while in the institute.

The first time was when he had gone to the center to get his talent graded. If he lying about the fact that he was a three star talented student, the bracelet would have killed him as his sensitivity would have been very high.

The second time was when he had fought with Janeane. At first, he thought it was a normal battle, but as he recalled the situation he was in back then, he couldn't help but shake his head at his ignorant self. If he hadn't practiced the Three-Fold Step then, he might have been dead or possibly crippled.

The third time was with Lu Feng. The genius Asian looking young man was way too strong, he didn't bother hiding his killing intent and struck sinisterly for the kill. Almost every single attack was a combat technique. Even when he had performed a Taboo Combat Technique, he had still been sent flying.

David's blood began to boil in anger, he had taken things far too easily, now he was hoping not to make the same mistake. Calming his emotions, there was something he needed to check first.

When he gotten the Red Grade Combat technique and had practiced it, his thoughts at that time was that his rate of improvement was too slow compared to the genius who had taken over.half a year to practice to the Prosaic state.

The first level of every technique was called the Prosaic state including the black brown or red grade technique. Due to his ignorance, he had thought the final level of the technique was called the Prosaic state. That was why he had assumed he was very slow in his practising.