Super Gene Optimization Fluid Novels & Stories

He substituted Todd Hoff because his attributes and genes were the best matches for that liquid. On the high stands, the patriarchs of several Northern families also said coldly, “Hmph! We may have lost the first few matches, but we’ll definitely win this one! Todd’s potential is not too bad. Plus with the stimulation of that thing, his actual strength should be in the early stage of the sixth zone.” The evolution reagent was the latest product developed by the Nonagon! It was targeted at untalented disciples to develop their bodies and maximize their potential. This research product was tested in secret and produced good results.

She hugged herself, her nails digging into her arms so hard she was leaving marks. "Your genetics are incredibly powerful," Soren said, stroking the glass vial like a trophy. "If we map the defect and change it, we can do more than just study it. We can manufacture it. We can turn it into a tool. A vaccine." The words rang in my head like a screaming alarm. Suddenly, everything exploded into clarity. I remembered what Ravenna said about the Kentrikos warriors—how they never got tired. How other packs couldn't keep up. It wasn't because they were lazy. It was because they were being poisoned.

he rasped, each word dripping with the primal force clawing its way to the surface. The first snap of bone echoed like a gunshot. His arm twisted unnaturally as it stretched, muscles knotting and tearing only to rebuild themselves thicker, stronger. Another crack followed as his shoulders broadened, his body lengthening with each agonizing jolt. The chains groaned, then screamed under the mounting pressure. His breaths became raw and animalistic, each one dragging him further into a place where thought ceased and instinct reigned.

One just needs to follow the same process and learn to align the elements with the spacetime ripple belonging to that geno-script. Today, Creed's head was clear, more than ever. This was another advantage to the script. The document said that the poison nullification gene-script will keep nullifying the toxins building inside his body, automatically. He gazed at the mirror, his skin was gleaming like jade as if he had been to one of those luxurious spas. The dark circles below his eyes were already fading away. His nails were pink and all the pimples have vanished into thin air. "Not gonna lie, I am already liking this glow-up!" Creed smirked as he headed to take a bath.

Already lost. "How many have you modified already?" Maya asked. "Three hundred thousand. Test subjects. Refinement samples. Proof of concept. All functioning perfectly. All happy. All ready to help us optimize the rest of humanity. Starting with you. Starting tonight." She pulled out syringes. Dozens of them. Filled with clear liquid. "The optimization process is painless. A single injection. You wake up tomorrow happier. Calmer. Better. You keep your memories. Your skills. Your knowledge. You just lose the anger. The fear. The resistance. You become cooperative. Helpful. Perfect."

Taking a deep breath, Gail then replied, "I... have work... ngrh... here..." This old man then squatted down, "Work?" "Yeah..." Gail then groaned again from the pain that didn't go away either. This old man sighed, then took something in his bag. He had a bottle of mineral water which he then mixed with liquid nitrogen. He shook it, making the water immediately freeze. "Compress your little guy with this," and handed over the bottle. Gail accepted it with trembling hands. The old man sat across from him, while Gail was busy compressing his most important part. This old man without guilt just shook his head at Gail's behavior.

The faint blue liquid swirled inside the glass vial, glowing with an ethereal light. [Name: Basic Gene Serum] [Type: Consumable] [Quality: Rare] [Effect: Fully enhances physical capabilities. +10 Physique.] [Side Effect: Severe pain during injection.] "Pain?" Jake chuckled. Compared to being torn apart by zombies? This was nothing. Without hesitation, he pressed the needle into a vein in his arm and pushed the plunger. A cold liquid flooded his bloodstream. Then, in an instant, it turned to molten fire. "HSSSS—"

Marcus said. "Superheated sulfur vapor," Silas said. "The hydraulic fluid in the Goliath's drive system is a sulfur-compound compound. Under pressure and heat, it vaporizes." He tracked the spread. "It's filling the drainage tunnel network. The eastern access is already blocked — the vapor density is above the survivable threshold." "Marcus," Elena said, immediately. "Exit status." A pause that lasted long enough for Xander, on the plains twelve miles away, to stop what he was doing and stand completely still.

“Initiating ‘Chimera Protocol’. Re-sequencing genetic structure for combat optimization.” “Wait, re-sequencing?” Scarlett slammed her hand against the control panel. “No! Just heal the wounds! Do not alter his DNA!” “Negative, Navigator. The subject’s primary function is war. The damage to his biological shell requires a system reboot. Suppressing higher brain functions to accelerate regeneration.” Inside the tank, Caleb’s eyes snapped open. But they weren't gold anymore. They were a flat, lifeless silver—the color of a machine. He didn't scream. He thrashed.

the Old Man ordered. The technician pressed a button. A pump hissed. A thick, glowing green liquid began to flow through the tubes hooked into Kaelen’s veins. Kaelen’s body jerked. He threw his head back. A silent scream tore from his throat. His muscles began to spasm. His bones cracked. "This is the Genesis Serum," the Old Man whispered. "It will burn away the man. It will leave only the King." Kaelen’s eyes flew open. They weren't gold anymore.