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Chapter 142 The Plasticity of the Human Gene

Umbrella's suburban laboratory.

Li En held the Dragon Blood Potion Type II up to his eyes, pinched the tube between his thumb and forefinger, and gently turned it around in front of the cold white light on the ceiling.

The medicine sloshed slowly in the glass tube. It was much more viscous than the first type, and the liquid surface clung to the tube wall for several seconds before sliding down.

Deep within that translucent, pale golden liquid, extremely fine specks of light floated.

He rolled up his left sleeve, pulling the cuff above his elbow, and picked up the automatic syringe already filled with medicine with his right hand.

The needle tip was aimed at the vein on the inside of the forearm, and the thumb pressed the trigger button.

With a soft click, the piston began to advance at a steady speed, and the entire vial of medicine was injected into the blood vessel in a short time.

The feeling after the second type of Dragon Blood Potion enters the body is completely different from that of the first type.

As the medicine flowed upstream along the vein, just past the elbow, Li En felt the heat spreading in all directions from his forearm, which was extremely hot.

It was as if someone had lit a row of extremely fine fuses inside the blood vessels, each fuse burning deep into the torso along a different path.

Sweat began to bead on his forehead, beads of sweat emerging from the edge of his hairline and trickling down his temples one after another.

The heat became increasingly intense, turning from initial dryness into burning, and from burning into pricking.

Every nerve ending in the body was simultaneously sending out sharp signals as if it had been pierced by something.

The dense, layered mass made it impossible to distinguish which muscle was responsible for each strike.

He clenched his teeth, his molars clicking loudly, and braced his hands into fists on the edge of the control panel.

Sweat poured from every pore of his body, running down his arms, neck, and back, soaking his clothes completely.

But this time the sweat was different from usual; it was a darker color and had a very faint, indescribable sour smell.

Connors had already prepared the collection tools.

He used a sterilized stainless steel scraper to scrape a layer of sweat off Li En's arm.

Inject the sample into the analyzer's inlet, then bend over and stare at the data that appears line by line on the screen.

A few seconds later, he straightened up and shouted to Tony and Banner in an excited tone, "This sweat contains a lot of cellular metabolic products. It's not ordinary sweating. It's deep tissue renewing itself!"

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"The cell wall is shedding old structures, expelling previously accumulated metabolic waste all at once—this is a very good sign!"

Banner had already prepared a second set of sensors, pressing the electrode patches one by one onto Li En's chest and back to monitor his heart rate and the electrical activity of his muscle fibers in real time.

The excruciating pain lasted for more than ten minutes.

Then, without warning, it stopped.

Li En slowly loosened his grip on the edge of the control panel, straightened up, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

He could feel that his lung capacity was much larger than before.

When he exhaled, his chest contracted more deeply than before.

After vomiting, my whole body felt light and airy, as if I had just walked from a sweltering 40-degree day into a room with the air conditioning on full blast.

He flexed his wrists, his knuckles making a few crisp clicks, and then stood in front of the punching power testing machine next to him.

Separate your feet, lower your center of gravity, and firmly establish a horse stance.

Hold your left fist in front of you and your right fist at your waist. Draw your shoulder blades back and tighten your spine segment by segment from the cervical vertebrae to the lumbar vertebrae.

In an instant, his entire posture shifted from relaxed to fighting.

"Full-scale test mode is ready." Jarvis's synthesized voice came from the speaker grille on the ceiling.

A light blue standby indicator light is lit up on the surface of the metal target plate in front of the testing machine.

The hydraulic buffer system behind the target plate began to pre-charge, emitting a series of low and continuous hums.

Li En suddenly took a step forward with his right foot.

When I stepped on it, a section of the floor dented down.

The floor of this laboratory was cast by Tony using a single piece of gold-titanium alloy, the same material as the outer armor of Mark's suit.

At the edge of this depression, several extremely fine cracks extend several centimeters outwards along the alloy's lattice texture.

Using the recoil from that step, he threw a right punch from his side.

The moment the fist pierced the air, a very short explosion erupted in the laboratory.

After being compressed, the air spread in all directions, triggering an overload of red light on the sensor array around the testing machine.

Tony stood a few meters away from the control panel, the blast of air sweeping across his face, causing a sharp, stinging sensation on his skin.

He instinctively took half a step back and exchanged a glance with Banner next to him.

The fist slammed into the center of the target plate.

With a loud bang, the entire base of the testing platform shook.

The row of hydraulic buffer rods on the back of the target plate were simultaneously pressed to their maximum stroke.

Several spare pressure relief valves automatically popped open the moment of overload, spraying out several streams of white high-pressure gas mist.

The holographic screen above the target flashed for a moment, then a set of numbers appeared.

Twenty tons.

Lee En pulled his fist back from the target plate.

There was only a very faint scratch on the skin of the joint, and the epidermis was not even broken.

He looked down at the number for a few seconds, then turned to face Tony and the other two, raising his right arm high with his fingers spread and palm facing the ceiling.

"Jarvis, live-fire testing, starting with small caliber and gradually increasing."

None of the three, including Tony, voiced their objections.

Several metal panels on the ceiling that originally appeared to be seamless slid open to both sides at the same time.

A row of firearms descended from the hidden compartment, consisting of pistols, automatic rifles, and sniper rifles, arranged in ascending order of caliber.

Each gun is fixed to an automatic servo gimbal, and the aiming system has been calibrated using Jarvis's real-time ballistic calculations.

The crosshairs were locked on the back of Lee En's raised right fist.

Bang! The pistol fired first.

The bullet shot out from the muzzle, traced a very short trajectory, and slammed hard into the back of Li En's fist.

The bullet shattered into several deformed metal fragments the moment it touched the skin, which bounced outwards and landed on the ground with a soft, crisp tinkling sound.

Li En glanced down at the back of his fist; there wasn't even a mark left on his skin.

"continue."

The bolt of an automatic rifle begins high-speed reciprocating motion at the same instant.

Three bullets were fired in quick succession, with their impact points almost all overlapping on the same spot on the back of the fist.

Three clusters of sparks exploded in succession above Li En's knuckles, and the copper jacket of the bullet was crushed into extremely thin fragments by the impact.

After scattering in the air, it landed on the floor, emitting extremely fine wisps of blue smoke.

Li En turned her hand over and looked at it.

There was a very faint white mark in that spot, like it had been lightly scratched by a fingernail, and it disappeared when I wiped it with my hand.

"continue."

When the sniper rifle fired, the air in the entire laboratory trembled from the loud bang.

The heavy warhead spun as it struck the back of the fist, releasing kinetic energy at the point of contact, exploding into a blinding flash of light and thick gray smoke.

The smoke was drawn away by the laboratory's ventilation system and took several seconds to dissipate completely. Li En pulled his right fist back from his side to in front of his eyes.

The bullet tore a gash in the skin in the center of the back of his fist, the edges curling up to reveal the dark red muscle tissue underneath.

Several pieces of deformed bullet fragments were embedded in the surface of the finger bone.

The bullet did pierce his flesh, but it was firmly stopped by his bones.

He took a dragon's blood pill from his pocket, pinched it between two fingers, and gently crushed it into an extremely fine powder, which he then sprinkled evenly on the wound.

The powder begins to work the moment it comes into contact with the wound, and the rolled-up skin tissue at the edge of the wound reattaches itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

New epidermal layers spread from both sides of the wound toward the middle, and after a moment, the skin that had been torn apart by the sniper bullet had healed completely without leaving a scar.

Li En opened and clenched his fist several times to make sure that there was no loss of flexibility in his joints. Then he turned around to face Tony and the other two, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Very good."

The effects of Dragon Blood Potion Type II have indeed far exceeded initial expectations.

Before the injection, the patient's physical condition, after being enhanced by Type I, far exceeded the level of ordinary humans.

However, Type II takes this foundation and raises the overall quality even higher.

In terms of passive defense alone, this body now surpasses the level of protection provided by the "Steel Body, Iron Back" attribute.

More importantly, the 20 tons of punching force is a stable output that is actually delivered by hitting the target plate.

With the defense limit verified by the live-fire test just now, he now has a general idea of ​​where he can place himself.

Connors emerged from behind the analyzer, holding the printed data report in his hand, flipping through it as he walked, his expression a mix of satisfaction and curiosity.

"It's even better than we predicted; the original model only projected an improvement of about three times."

"But the actual overall results show that the attack power, defense power, nerve reflex speed, and muscle endurance are all nearly ten times better."

"Isn't this just common sense?"

Bruce Banner rarely showed a smug smile. He took the goggles off his forehead, wiped the sweat off the edges of the lenses with the corner of his shirt, and spoke with an unusually relaxed tone.

"This Type II potion is itself an analysis of the Asgardians."

"In our terms, it was synthesized from the cellular structure of 'God.'"

"If we can't even achieve this effect, wouldn't it make the three of us look incompetent?"

Tony didn't respond to that.

He stood to the side, his right hand casually swiping through the air, and a brand new holographic light screen unfolded from the path of his finger, hovering above the control panel.

In the center of the light screen is Li En's three-dimensional silhouette, surrounded by hundreds of real-time physiological data points.

Heart rate, blood oxygen, electromyography signals, nerve conduction velocity, and cell metabolic cycle.

He stared at the data for a long time, then spoke in a subtle tone.

Even now, you still have pure human DNA.

He pointed to the right side of the screen, to the data column labeled "Gene Structure Analysis".

With a flick of the finger in the air, several key sequences that had been automatically highlighted in red by the system were magnified and displayed to everyone.

"To be honest, I never imagined that humans had such great potential."

I originally thought that after you were injected with Dragon's Blood Type II, your DNA would definitely undergo some kind of mutation.

Since Asgardians and we have completely different genetic structures, any fusion would inevitably involve trade-offs.

It wasn't that I guessed the wrong direction; the result was completely the opposite.

The dominant characteristics of Asgardian cells were unilaterally absorbed and metabolized by human DNA.

Tony's tone revealed undisguised amazement.

When the type II drug entered the animal testing phase, it was tested on both mice and miniature pigs.

All of them died within a very short time after the injection due to the collapse of their cell structure.

Even experimental animals that had been injected with the Type I drug and whose physical condition far exceeded that of ordinary animals could not withstand the impact of the Type II drug.

Therefore, according to the original testing plan, Li En should have only injected one-tenth of the dose, and then decided whether to increase it after observing the reaction step by step.

But Li En simply picked up the syringe full of the dosage and injected the entire amount.

Now he's not only standing here, bouncing around, having absorbed all the pressure from the Asgardian cells, but he's also proving something even more important.

Human DNA is far more malleable than previously understood.

Tony studied the data of all the mutants around him, including Hulk, Peter, and Steve.

Their human DNA has been altered, and in essence, they are all mutants.

Jessica is special; she also has human DNA but with an extra, strange sequence, which Tony named the X gene, where X stands for unknown.

Just now, he also found the X gene in Li En's data.

In other words, the X gene is a recessive gene that humans naturally possess.

Now we have a stable way to activate it!