The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 169 Mimicry X Gene
The dark purple body was like a quagmire, its surface covered with circuits, occasionally flashing with white light, looking strange and beautiful.

"Another new form." Valeria looked Yang Le up and down.

"It looks like mud."

"It's indeed true that it's mud." Yang Le stretched out a tentacle, turned it into a head, and then pinched out the facial features to communicate with the twins.

"After all, one of the materials used in this form is mud, a racial derogatory term."

That’s right, Yang Le changed to a new fusion hero, which was a fusion of the Shapeshifter and the Purple Mud Alien. As for the name, he hasn’t thought of it yet.

"Then let's get started." Franklin looked at the silent Yang Le, not knowing that he was lost in thought about the name of the new hero.

"Do you need me to do anything?"

"Wait a moment, I need to give this form a name first." Yang Le stretched out a tentacle and motioned the twins to wait.

"A name?" Valeria expressed confusion. "Is a name so important?"

"You don't understand." Yang Le waved his tentacles. Please, how can we not give alien heroes names? This is a tradition.

The code name of the Purple Mud Alien is Putty Monster, and the code name of Gravanik's transformed form is Deformer Monster, but calling it Oil Monster or Gray Monster is too weird, so why not just call it Weird.

"I got it!" Yang Le suddenly had an idea.

"From now on, this form will be called Zhenweiqi. Isn't it good?"

"Oh! That's great!" Valeria clapped her hands in cooperation. Although she had no expression on her face, she was still showing her support.

"Shall we begin, then?"

"Anytime." Yang Le jumped and came in front of Franklin.

The distance was too close, Franklin subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was stopped by Yang Le.

"Stop!" Yang Le placed his tentacles on Franklin's shoulders to stop his movements.

"This distance is just right. Listen carefully, we're going to start helping you recover your abilities."

"Go ahead and talk. I'll listen carefully." Franklin nodded and looked at Yang Le seriously.

"Okay, this form of mine can mimic anything. According to my idea, I will separate a part of it, make it mimic your X gene, and then fill it into your body."

Yang Le’s idea cannot be achieved by relying solely on the Putty Monster or the Shapeshifter, because although the Putty Monster can mimic various substances, its precision is not that high and it can basically only maintain an external appearance.

As for the Shapeshifter, since it is composed of countless nanocrystal robots, its precision is beyond doubt, but the Shapeshifter cannot mimic carbon-based life.

Their fusion, Zhenqiqi, can perfectly solve this problem. The flashing circuits on the surface of Zhenqiqi are actually nanocrystals. With their assistance, Zhenqiqi can perfectly mimic any creature or substance.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Yang Le must know the structure of the thing to be mimicked. If he doesn’t know, he cannot mimic it, and at most it will become a superficial appearance.

However, this is also the first time that Yang Le has become a rare monster. The above information is all the guesses of the little warrior. Whether it can be realized still needs to be known through practice.

"Is this true?" Franklin was dumbfounded. It was not that he didn't want to believe it, but what Yang Le said was too unbelievable.

"It's quite unbelievable that you are like this now." Yang Le complained.

"Stop talking nonsense, we'll know once we try it, let's get started."

"Alright." Franklin had no choice. He was like a drowning man, and faced with a lifeline, even if it was a knife, he had to grab it. Yang Le didn't care about Franklin's mental preparation; he was already starting to split apart.

Yang Le stretched out a tentacle, and when the tentacle grew to a certain length, Yang Le cut off the connection with it, and the tentacle fell to the ground with a thud.

In a flash, the tentacle changed its appearance and looked like a smaller version of the monster.

"Franklin, do you have data about your X gene in your head?"

"Yes," Franklin replied.

"I've always kept it in my mind, but I never thought I would use it in this situation."

"Then once the clone enters your body, I will give up control of it and let you operate it completely."

"Come on, I've been ready."

Yang Le nodded, created a split body, climbed onto Franklin, and then followed the gap in his body and entered his body.

"Ah!" Valeria looked at the scene in front of her and felt like she was watching an old horror movie. She couldn't help but ask her brother.

"How do you feel now?"

"I don't feel anything special." Franklin didn't dare to move, for fear of any accidents. He said after feeling it for a while.

"It feels like swallowing jelly, slippery and icy. Anyway, it feels pretty good."

"But it doesn't look like it." Valeria frowned. To be honest, judging from the appearance alone, it was really unfriendly.

"Let's wait until the conversation is over." Yang Le interrupted the conversation between the brother and sister.

"Franklin I'm going to hand over control to you now. You're going to feel a numbness in your brain. Don't resist that feeling. From now on you're on your own."

"I understand." Franklin nodded, ready to take the next step.

Sure enough, he didn't have to wait long before Franklin felt a tingling sensation in his brain. Suppressing the resistance that was about to arise from the discomfort, Franklin felt another guy inside his body.

Somehow, after taking control of the split body, Franklin was able to understand Yang Le's expression in this form.

Seeing the other party's inquiry, Franklin nodded, indicating that he had successfully taken control of the split body.

The first step has been completed, and the next step is the most critical one.

Franklin took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mindset, closed his eyes, and immersed himself completely in the mimicry of the X gene.

Time passed by minute by minute. Looking at Franklin who closed his eyes, Yang Le and Valeria were helpless. The only thing they could do now was to wait quietly and pray silently for his success.

Valeria was more anxious than Yang Le. Her index finger tapped the gun regularly, "da da da," just like a telegraph.

Suddenly, just as Valeria's anticipation was about to fade away, Franklin opened his eyes.

"How is it?" Valeria asked the question almost as soon as Franklin opened his eyes, which was enough to show her anxiety.

However, Franklin did not directly answer her question, but just smiled slightly, just as Valeria was about to hit him with the butt of the rifle.

Something had changed in Franklin.

(End of this chapter)