Chapter 130: Chapter 121 Lizard Man Appears

[Biological Monitoring Warning: Hypoxia-Induced Cerebral Neurodegeneration]

[Biological Monitoring Warning: Biological Heart Arrest, Backup Heart Power Continuously Declining]

[Biological Monitoring Warning...]

"Ha—"

The backup heart’s power was at full strength, pumping blood!

Lille took a deep breath suddenly.

The moment 0054 seized him, oxygen intake greatly reduced, leading to insufficient blood supply to his brain.

Under these circumstances, if he initiated Si Anweisitan to enter Cyberspace, the result would be brain nerve death due to hypoxia—

He had burnt out the brain nerves of Terrorist Mobile Team’s hacker #0064, but he had almost suffered the same level of brain damage himself.

But he wasn’t dead—his six months of life had taken a huge discount, probably leaving him with just six minutes.

After the main heart stopped beating, the backup heart started to supply blood at full capacity.

It was an extremely risky move; had 0054 decided to shoot him, he would never have woken up again.

As for whether anyone would guess he had a backup heart, Lille had done all he could—using his body as bait to burn out the brains of the Terrorist Mobile Team, showing as many of his weaknesses as possible.

You should know, the installation of a backup heart also required the physical body to meet certain criteria; otherwise, it would be a burden.

But Lille was an exception.

In these six minutes, the backup heart would release all the energy stored during this time, making a final effort to resuscitate the body—

But hypoxia and the overload operation of Si Anweisitan had nearly permanent damaging effects on the brain nerves and other nervous systems, problems that a backup heart couldn’t solve.

Unless he could procure something extraordinary—

Lille struggled to crawl to the console, connected his personal link, and completed the network connection.

The Terrorist Mobile Team wouldn’t actively scan the equipment inside the Biotechnology Building, nor were they allowed to do so; thus, they were unaware that behind Lille stood the priceless DNA editing machine.

And the huge glass container on Lille’s right side was the device used for human DNA monitoring, also a high-end model exclusively used by Biotechnology itself.

Using such a machine required access, but Lille had recently learned how to jailbreak pet DNA monitoring devices, and these two types of equipment were structurally extremely similar, both susceptible to similar methods of overloading the privilege wall.

Program modification—then, a strong electrical current shock to the restrictive hardware.

All the lights in the building suddenly turned on as the current surged into the modified circuits, instantly breaking down the privilege wall.

Using his last bit of energy, Lille lay down inside it—the nutrient solution began to flow in.

[Warning: Your Physical Body is Dying!]

[Warning: After losing all carriers, you will lose all contact with the world!]

Lille opened his system and chose to switch worlds—

[You have chosen to temporarily switch worlds, please note the consumption of Technology Points.]

[Your Physical Body has significant differences, Technology Points consumption ×5] 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

[Technology Points -50]

Lille’s main consciousness appeared in Dr. Conners’ laboratory.

This confirmed one of his guesses—the bodies in the two worlds were not shared; even the prosthetics were separate sets!

In this way, he could remotely control his other self in the other world from the Marvel World, completely circumventing the disabilities brought about by brain nerve damage!

"Lille? Are you okay?"

"I’m fine, Doctor. Please start adjusting the DNA device immediately."

[Initiating Trans-dimensional Data Transmission]

[The DNA Editing Device Design and Blueprint Begin Uploading]

[You Attempted to Jailbreak the DNA Monitoring Device in Another World]

[Technical Work Requires Consumption of Technology Points: 50]

[Function Jailbreak Successful—Personal DNA Modeling Begins Uploading]

Dr. Conners looked bewildered: "Now? How do we do this?"

"Like this."

Lille had already established a wireless link with Dr. Conners’ computer and immediately began transferring the blueprints.

Dr. Conners, upon seeing the data, was stunned for a moment—

He couldn’t understand the mechanical parts, but he grasped the core principles.

For instance, the long list of Cutting Proteins named Cas, and the BT-guide RNA sequences, were entirely new biotechnological materials he had never seen before.

Dr. Conners was completely frozen—

"This... with so many sequences and established methods... in theory, this would require hundreds, no, the number of experiments that would have to be run is incalculable..."

"Can our equipment be retrofitted right now?"

"Of course, though the machine you designed has many other auxiliary functions, its essence is still using proteins to cut DNA, and the one you’ve provided seems to have a much simpler core process.

And this decay algorithm’s core formula...it’s somewhat different from what I was thinking, but it seems more complete. Where did you get this from?

However, synthesizing and verifying these Cutting Proteins and guiding RNAs will take time..."

[You Have Disassembled the Core Biological Material of the Biotechnology DNA Editing Device]

[Trans-dimensional Transmission Requires Technology Points: 100]

[Technology Points Have Been Deducted]

[Current Technology Points: 320]

Before Dr. Conners could finish speaking, Lille pulled out two phials the size of an index finger from his pocket.

"Huh?"

"All core reagents for the machine are here—Doctor, how long would it take to synthesize the medication now?"

"Now? If it’s just about synthesizing the medication, three minutes... maybe four minutes? But the calculations will take a very long time... and..."

The so-called drug synthesis is actually about processing these core reagents in proper ratios by the machine.

This is not a time-consuming process, given that all the semi-finished products are here.

"I know there needs to be a large number of experiments for confirmation, but Doctor, I need you to help me synthesize the first experimental reagent right now."

Doctor Conners was flabbergasted—he had no idea how the good conversation they’d just had, where he explained DNA cutting technology to Lille, connected to the difficulties they were facing now.

How did Lille suddenly become a master in this field?!

This kind of technology can’t be mastered through sheer thought or calculation—what the hell happened in between?

"There’s no time, Doctor. If you trust me, start synthesizing the drug now."

The urgency in Lille’s voice made Conners unquestioningly cooperative.

He could only choose to trust Lille—at least up to this point, Lille had been trustworthy.

Conners immediately plugged the reagent Lille gave him into the machine and began trying to synthesize the DNA-modifying drug.

"...However, I still need to adjust the model according to the decay rate algorithm you provided, which will require a lot of calculations."

"I’ve already done them."

Conners was dumbfounded once again, he lifted his glasses and looked at the operation console’s screen.

The operating system interface displayed a few huge characters:

"Calculation completed, awaiting operation."

Conners glanced at Lille, then started to modify the synthesizer.

He wasn’t exaggerating—once he had the Cutting Protein, knew all the available guide RNA sequences and their corresponding actions, and fed them into the decay rate formula for the calculations—

Getting the appropriate pharmaceutical was a matter of minutes.

The equipment whirred and split open to reveal a tube of green pharmaceutical immersed in a wafting fog.

This version of the pharmaceutical was still rough, but Conners was certain that this was a cross-species DNA modifying drug capable of taking effect in the human body.

Without waiting for the pressure to equalize, Lille directly entered the lab and took out the pharmaceutical.

[Assisted Development Completed: Lizardman Potion (Imperfect)]

[Technology Points +500]

[Current Technology Points: 720]

Conners was stunned, even forgetting to breathe—

Watching Lille’s resolve, Conners thought the next second he might actually inject the potion into his body!

But Lille didn’t, after obtaining the item, he suddenly calmed down.

He looked at Doctor Conners, "Doctor, congratulations to us, the first step of the experiment is out of the way—prepare for the animal testing."

Conners exhaled in relief.

...

Biotechnology Building.

Lille was floating in the nourishing fluid, his pupils gradually dilating, eyelids slowly closing.

And on his left chest, there was a pneumatic injector that had already been emptied of its drug.

A few soldiers from the Military Technology division paused momentarily at the door—suddenly the floor lit up, causing a flare on their night-vision goggles.

"...Why are the Biotechnology lights on?"

"Never mind that, just move the bodies—If we can’t handle even this, the company is going to be a laughing stock tonight."

The soldiers jogged towards their target location—

But they were suddenly struck by the discovery that the designated room was actually dark.

They didn’t see any bodies on the floor, but rather a person submerged in a large tank.

"Damn... Biotechnology is running such an exaggerated experiment?"

"Don’t look! Once you look, you can’t explain it away. We’re only here to collect the bodies."

"But... where’s the body?" one soldier surveyed the area but couldn’t see any corpses.

Instead, the person floating in the tank... resembled the target.

Noticing the anomaly, they looked at each other in confusion—

Damn it, in the middle of the night, there couldn’t be ghosts around, could there?

"...Should we check it out?"

"Seems like... that’s all we can do."

The soldiers cautiously approached—only to find the closer they got...

The person in the tank completely matched the description!

A chilling wind blew through the broken window, sending shivers down the spines of the four men—

The Terrorist Mobile Team certainly wouldn’t put someone in a biotechnological tank.

Who would do such a thing?

"What is that... scales?"

Just as they scrutinized Lille’s body, trying to make sense of it—

His eyes suddenly snapped open, the slit pupils reflecting the faint light, a terrifying sight in the dark environment!

"Ghosts—"

Click!