Super Gene Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dad growled. The doctor bowed his head, "it seems one of her grandparents was human, but the alpha genes are so strong that it won’t matter. If the girl were a boy, she could become an alpha with these types of genes. Her genes could strengthen the bloodline of any male. Your son is very lucky to have her."

Dad growled. The doctor bowed his head, "it seems one of her grandparents was human, but the alpha genes are so strong that it won’t matter. If the girl were a boy, she could become an alpha with these types of genes. Her genes could strengthen the bloodline of any male. Your son is very lucky to have her."

" Your genes make you exceptionally unique, setting you apart from almost everyone else. They grant you Accelerated healing. You recover from injuries at an incredible rate, making you nearly immune to pain. Immunity to infection, poison, and illness. Your body is a fortress, resistant to even the most lethal toxins and diseases. " Enhanced knowledge. Your mind is a vast repository of information, with accelerated learning capabilities and unparalleled retention. " Lethal abilities. Your genes make you a silent killer, with reflexes, agility, and strength that surpass those of a skilled assassin. " Additionally, your genes also grant you exceptional physical and mental abilities, including E

I stand too, eyes locking on the first headline that punches across the top screen in bold white text: PROJECT: NEW WORLD ORDER OPERATION: GENE REFORM INITIATIVE STATUS: ACTIVE My heart slams against my ribs as I skim through the endless pages. Milena’s lips part. No one says a word as the information sinks in like venom. File 001: Targeted Gene Suppression Program Date Initiated: May 2nd, 2011 Objective: Eradicate “Alpha Mutation Gene 43.2B” from all non-authorised carriers. Outcome Goal: Strip werewolf abilities from the general population. Retain mutation only within the “Authorised Superior Class.” Begin re-engineering gene for human grafting in high-tier elite subjects.

How could such a mediocre child get into Legendary Youth Academy? Jenson changed his words. “But Jens inherited my daddy’s genius gene. He has a super memory and can memorize everything at a single glance. Apart from communication difficulties, there are almost no other shortcomings.” Hearing these words, Monster stopped paying attention to Jenson. “Such hasty last-minute efforts, what kind of abilities could he have possibly learned?”

she asked eagerly. "No, he isn't. And that is never possible." Grandpa Winks shut the doors to her speculative mind with his reply. He went on to say, "The Supreme Being, or the one referred to by all who have any knowledge of this character, as the Supreme, isn't really fixed to a race. Once every million years, a child is born with talent and latent power that put him/her at the top of the universal food chain. We don't know how this happens, but every time the universe was in dire need of saving, a Supreme was born. They are seen as the universe's own means of fighting back. The birth of a Supreme is both good and bad. For eternals, our talent depends on the Supremes. When a Supreme is bo

His cultivation speed was beyond astounding. "Is it because of your Grade SSS gene?" Before Lucas could say anything, Ms. Maren asked curiously. "Perhaps." Lucas nodded. Hattie and Mia were startled. "Senior York is a Grade SSS Gene Martial Artist?" In Copper City, Grade S Gene Martial Artists were far and few between. Even Grade SS Gene Martial Artists had never appeared before, let alone Grade SSS ones. They thought to themselves, ‘So that’s why Senior York is so powerful. He’s actually a Grade SSS Gene Martial Artist.’

the other doctor reasoned. Doctor Gibson was on the verge of panic. He didn't want his lab rat to end up as a corpse. Victor's genes were perfect. His parents had already tested the drug, and he was the level-one example that had reached level seven. But at level ten—the highest level—was the natural killing machine, which was his sister. His offspring was also at the highest level. There was a chance that the child could have ADHD or other genetic abnormalities, but they could still function as a killing machine.

"Gidoen, you're now the High Marshal of Dasovia, second only to the king, standing above millions. Congratulations! Here, cheers to you!" "Mr. Moore, you're too kind." Gideon raised his glass and downed it in one go, clean and straightforward. "A straight shooter, I see," Ewan praised him. After a few rounds, Gideon took the initiative. "You said earlier you were planning to look for me. What's this about?" "It's about genetic engineering." "Oh?" "Let me ask you first. After taking the GeneX Pill, did your body undergo any changes?" Gideon didn't hide anything. "Yes. My eyes mutated. They seem to have gained some kind of special ability. I can see through illusions, and I can read the trajec

Braydon forces a small smile when I look over at him but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Why? What kind of agency steals and buys babies? It’s sick. Those motherfuckers.” The rage burns hard and fast inside me. How could anyone take a baby from their parents, their home? “They wanted to use us to develop a gene therapy, and they knew our heritage would put them strides ahead of the other agencies trying to do the same thing. They thought that by using us they would be able to cheat their way into the lead and win the race to create the first true super soldiers.” He pauses again. His fingers squeezing my thighs makes me wince and he eases up his grip on me, tucking me further under his arm inste