The clone dropped the beast corpses in the underground lab. The smell was overwhelming—blood, acid, fur scorched by plasma.
Hong opened the Tech Tree interface.
The glowing branches lit up his vision.
Available Blueprints:
Gene Potion Synthesizer (Tier 1)
Combat Reactor Prototype
Virtual Combat Chamber
Micro-Satellite Defense Beacons
He chose two.
"Gene Synthesizer. Virtual Chamber."
The system downloaded the full schematics into his mind. Material lists. Fabrication processes. Energy sources.
He didn't need help from the government.
He had cosmic blueprints. All he needed were the materials.
That night, a secret room deep under Hope Base lit up with neon-blue light as machines—assembled by clone Hong—began production.
"With this, I can create bloodline awakeners before aliens even arrive.""Earth won't just defend. We will dominate."
And in a nearby apartment, Luo Feng sneezed.
Fate was shifting