My Genes Can Evolve Limitlessly Novels & Stories

"Do you understand what that means in practical terms?" I say nothing. He takes my silence as an invitation. "It means your gene can be used as a base," he says. "A foundation. Something other bloodlines can be introduced to, grafted, essentially. Wolves who would otherwise be limited by their lineage, by the ceiling of what their pack can produce, could be elevated." His voice has changed slightly. The warmth is still there, but something else has joined it. Something that lives underneath the warmth and has always been more real than the warmth. "With your genetic material as the base and the twins' blood as the accelerant …"

His eyes, which had been staring at the floor the whole time, raised and all the room went cold, wondering if he was enraged by the question. It turned out he was not, but rather impressed. “We must now take the hardest steps and walk on the rocks so that our children can walk on sand. The genes in the Glagen Pack are weak, and if you all keep mating with one another, you will continue to have weak children. What we must do now is merge with a pack that has stronger genes than we do, and produce stronger children than us.” “But no pack will accept that, my Lord.”

Respect, maybe. “She exceeded expectations,” Theo says. “She proved the pathogen could be survived and integrated. She proved enhancement was possible.” “And me,” I say. “What am I to you.” He looks at me carefully now, like this answer matters. “You are proof that evolution can be stabilized,” he says. “Second generation. Naturally conceived. Adaptive without degeneration.” I laugh weakly. “You mean I can have children.” “Yes,” Theo replies. “Despite the sterilization effect that limits most enhanced subjects.”

This was the uncontrollable aspect of genetic engineering. Even though, in principle, these were carefully selected superior genes and the expression of their traits should be perfect...but life could not be measured by precise calculations. Artificially created beings would have unexpected, irreversible defects. Lola faced the problem of anemia. It was fine if she didn't bleed or get injured, but even a small wound would make her dizzy. It didn't harm her life, but it would cause discomfort.

"Millions of people. They look human. They have no powers. Their bodies didn't accept the code, but they didn't purge it either. They hid it." He leaned forward. "The code is sitting in their germline cells. In their reproductive DNA. A Carrier father and a Carrier mother can give birth to an Active child. Two normal humans can wake up one day and find their baby is floating above the crib." Eliana gasped. "That’s why the Government is panicking. That’s why Kazi is on a crusade." "Exactly," Malik said grimly. "They can't stop us by killing the mutants. Because we aren't just a group of people. We are a generation. We are inevitability. Kazi thinks he can scrub the stain away, but the ink is

Or that’s what it felt like to him. “You can’t be serious. They are trying to limit who can reproduce with who. All that purity of race stuff. Any gene pool collapses after a while.” This was something Becky learned about when she was studying about purebreds and the process of breeding. Who didn’t know about the Hapsburg chin or the Russian royal family anemia?

One more thing was that evolutions were not something that could be easily cultivated. For those with money, they might not necessarily be able to find a way to purchase an evolutionaryist's medicine. For those with related channels, they might not necessarily be able to find someone suitable for training. Not all people had the potential to become an evolutionaryist. The stimulation of the medicine that could help them evolve was extremely great, ordinary people unable to endure it at all. Only those with excellent physiques and strong resistance would have a chance of successfully becoming an evolutionaryist after taking the medicine.

"You're the future of human evolution, you're proof that we can create better humans through careful genetic design." I stared at him and felt nothing but disgust. "I don't care about any of that." "You don't care?" Shah looked genuinely surprised. "You don't care that you're superior to everyone around you?" "No," I said. "I'm a father and a husband, that's all I want to be, that's all that matters to me." "But you could be so much more," Shah said. "With your genetics and your daughters' genetics we could create an entire generation of enhanced humans."

Avo explained giving us an analogy that we understood. "Remember I told you there are a few boys who get the genes passed down. Well, the only time it happens is when the boy is the first child that the mother has birthed. Like in my case," Aaron added to Avo’s explanation, highlighting how the first genes were super important. "So, Amira was the first daughter?" Set confirmed. "Not just that, she was the first daughter of the first daughter of the first daughter, and so on…. All her descendants have been only and only first daughters of the original first daughter bloodline."

Vish let out a sharp breath. “More like natural selection, I guess,” Claude said. “There’s no way to tell if someone’s immortality genes will activate or not.” “Right! This society is haunted by age-old traditions, and even with all the medical advancement, there’s no advancement in their mentalities.” Vish clenched the fork in her hand, stabbing her food. “I’m sorry. But… I still don’t understand why this is such a big deal. Even if the kids can’t activate their immortality genes, they can live a normal life with their families, right?” I asked hesitantly.