Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 657 - 15: The Genetic Modification Plan from Six Hundred Years Ago

"Goodbye, Professor!"

"Professor Carl, see you tomorrow!"

"..."

In the evening, the students from the laboratory left one after another, leaving Carl alone to handle the remaining tasks.

On the screen,

data quickly updated.

Carl stood in front of the laboratory equipment, gently sighed, and placed the paper he was holding on the desk.

In his 'vision', there was more than just the laboratory in front of him.

The Divine Domain Fragment was shrouded by a complex magic array, and inside it, there were also biological samples being analyzed.

These biological samples were from hundreds of years ago.

"Finally, there's an answer."

He muttered to himself:

"Over six hundred years ago, the genetic material of humans on the Eastern Kingdom Continent was artificially modified."

"Who did this?"

"What was the purpose?"

The Eastern Kingdom Continent is vast, with a human population numbering in the billions. Modifying the genetic material of so many people is definitely a grand initiative.

Even for a Sixth Tier Upper God, achieving this wouldn't be easy.

Moreover...

Why modify?

Modified humans did not develop special talents, nor did they evolve unique abilities.

They remained as they were, and if Carl hadn't painstakingly verified it, the difference wouldn't even be noticeable.

"The gods of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, each one an Ancient God, even at their weakest, they possess the power of a Sixth Tier Peak. If the six gods unite as one, they are the Seventh Tier Main God."

Carl pondered:

"According to the Wizard's Book, the divinity of the Seventh Tier Main God is transcendent, immortal and indestructible, the most powerful existence in the universe."

"Yet, the gods of the Eastern Kingdom Continent all fell. If I could obtain the power that caused their demise, protecting the Otherworld would no longer be impossible."

"It's strange..."

He knew the God Slaying Spear could kill a Divine, but it couldn't kill six Divines all at once.

At least one must remain alive.

After all,

the God Slaying Spear must be in the hands of a Divine to unleash its god-slaying power; otherwise, it's just a mortal object.

"Professor!"

A timid voice sounded, interrupting Carl's train of thought.

Coming to his senses, he looked towards the direction of the voice:

"It's Barro!"

"Where have you been recently?"

Due to being used as a test subject, Barro's head was shaved clean, and his complexion was somewhat pale.

He had escaped from the Temple of Gods' experimental base and first went to the Night Watcher Organization before coming here.

"I..."

Barro opened his mouth:

"Recently, I've encountered some things."

"Barro."

Carl sighed, paced over:

"You have great talent in biological genetics, and I admire your efforts, but this won't do."

"Since I've taken over the laboratory, you've had two consecutive long absences."

"Perhaps..."

"You're not suitable for laboratory work."

"Professor!" Barro turned pale at these words:

"Please give me another chance, I... I'll do well, I won't disappoint you."

"Why bother?" Carl shook his head:

"Researchers not only need talent and patience, but it's also best to have simple interpersonal relationships."

"Your mind isn't focused here; I can help introduce you to BHP Group's company, or..."

"You have your own connections."

"Professor." Barro pursed his lips, repeated:

"Please give me another chance!"

"..." Carl was speechless:

"Alright."

He nodded, eyes flickering as if recalling something, casually taking out a piece of 4A paper and handing it over.

"These are some materials I found in the library, it contains records of ancient Divines."

"One Divine is called Master of Essence; my eyes aren't too good, please read the text for me."

"Divine?" Barro took the paper, face showing amazement:

"Is the professor's experiment related to Divines?"

"No." Carl shook his head:

"However, over six hundred years ago, a tectonic movement was rumored to be the doing of divine powers: a joke, but worth checking the materials."

Barro's fingers trembled slightly.

In the past, he absolutely did not believe in the existence of 'Gods', but things are different now, and he firmly believes in them.

Moreover, he deeply loathes the Temple of Gods.

"Professor, there's a pattern here as well; every Divine has their mark, and this one should be no exception."

"Master of Essence!"

"King of Thousand Forms!"

"..."

Barro murmured, voice gradually becoming solemn, then suddenly realizing something amiss and abruptly pausing.

"Strange titles."

Carl, indifferent, took back the paper and waved:

"Go rest, remember to come to the laboratory on time tomorrow."

"Yes."

Barro's eyes lit up:

"Thank you, Professor!"

Watching Barro's figure disappear, Carl slowly retracted his gaze, wrist flicking to make the paper vanish.

He already understood what kind of manipulation was done to the 'humans' of this world, and it wasn't on their physical bodies.

It's...

Faith!

"The humans of this world, after undergoing some sort of modification, have an innate passivity towards faith, even if they chant the names of Divines, I can only elicit a weak response."

"Even if believing in Divines, their faith power is extremely weak."

"So..."

"Is this cutting off the roots of the Gods?"

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"Professor Carl, why have you suddenly taken an interest in history?"

Riley hugged a thick book down from the library shelf, smiling as he approached the table and placed it down:

"Are you planning to change careers?"

"Not exactly."

Carl shook his head:

"Recently, I've been analyzing biological genetic information and found that about seven hundred years ago, many organisms underwent genetic mutations, so I wanted to see if anything special happened in history at that time."

"Of course there was." Riley shrugged:

"Over six hundred years ago, there was the famous tectonic movement, where various organisms were forced to change their living environments."

"You should ask a geology expert about that."

"Tectonic movement." Carl nodded:

"I remember the Federation was founded after that period; prior history records are scarce?"

"Recording history methods were limited before, mostly controlled by the Church clergy." Riley said:

"You know, the Church's history was all about the gods, unable to be regarded as formal historical records."

"That period was filled with natural disasters and human turmoil, the Church was only focused on hoarding wealth, inciting a thirty-year god extinction movement, leading to the destruction of Church books, leaving only remnants."

"God extinction movement?" Carl asked:

"Who incited it?"

"Ordinary people." Riley replied:

"There was no mastermind."

"Boom!"

As they spoke, a loud noise erupted from the direction of the experimental building, and a burst of flames bloomed in the distance.

"Again?"

Riley looked astonished.

Carl was speechless.

......

Barro was covered in injuries, only managing to fend off Jim's raid with the help of several Nightwatchers.

"Knock knock!"

"Enter."

Inside the office.

Carl organized the files, looking at Barro with some helplessness:

"You should leave."

"While you're in the lab, there's no way for it to remain stable; it's really not suitable for you here."

Barro opened his mouth and silently sighed.

Just as Nightwatcher Chris said, once you've touched that world, you can never return to the past.