Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

"This has been confirmed by multiple clinical trials."

"As for monsters of the Demon level and above, simply using them to increase strength is not very effective. The probability of them mutating again and breaking through to the Dragon level in the calculation is less than 1%, so further upgrades and modifications are needed."

Due to the genetic defects and uncontrollability of the "Asura Rhinoceros Beetle," Dr. Genus's previous modified monsters could only reach the Demon level.

"Beast King", "Armed Gorilla" and "Mosquito Girl" are all in this category.

However, under Han Sen's leadership, the testing of Dragon-level monsters has become routine recently.

Although I still can't control it, at least my horizons have broadened.

When it comes to Demon-level monsters, it's rather dull.

Han Sen nodded upon hearing this, understanding dawning on him.

Based on this effect, the 1.0 version of "Evolution Cell" can only be used by a few Tiger-level monsters with decent strength, helping them to further transform into Demon-level monsters.

As for resources used to cultivate Demon-level monsters, that's unnecessary.

Rather than gambling on that 1% chance of mutation, Hansen would rather use it himself.

The amount of Origin Points contained therein was not small, and even with his current wealth, he could not afford to squander it.

This is what it means to ride a bike to a bar – save where you can and spend where you can.

"Continue research; hopefully, version 2.0 will allow the coverage of 'Evolutionary Cells' to reach at least the Ghost level."

As he spoke, the "Power of Imagination" was activated.

All the finished "evolutionary cells" vanished into thin air, having been locked in by Han Sen's mental power and stored in a "fantasy realm" parallel to reality.

Dr. Genus bowed respectfully: "Please rest assured, boss, I will do my utmost."

With a slight nod, Han Sen turned to leave, knowing that Sykes was probably getting impatient.

According to the information transmitted from the clone network, the Monster Gathering is nearing its end.

Expecting such a violent and chaotic being like the monster to sit down and hold a meeting for an entire day is nothing short of wishful thinking. The fact that things are still orderly is simply due to the overwhelming power of Orochi.

Just as Hansen was about to board the elevator with Dr. Genus escorting him, a middle-aged researcher in a white lab coat rushed out of a laboratory and blocked their way.

"My Lord, my Lord!!" The newcomer was none other than Fokker, who held aloft a test tube of a strange potion bubbling with pinkish-purple light, his face filled with fanaticism. "My research... my research results! The ultimate steroid potion—'Biceps King'—has finally been successfully developed!!"

"It can give users unparalleled muscle and strength in an instant!"

"Please allow me and my dear brother to immediately enter the clinical trial phase!"

"He will be the most suitable person in the world for this drug!"

Han Sen glanced at the vial of potion that didn't seem to significantly reduce SAN value, then looked at Fokgo's face, which was filled with the expression "I'm going to make a big splash," and he already understood most of what was going on.

He knew that, with Dr. Genus's technical support and resource allocation, this guy's research progress was indeed much faster than in the original timeline.

However, the "Biceps King" in the original timeline didn't look like this. To be precise, he was a multicolored black, the kind that anyone with a brain would never touch.

(Marugoli: I have no brains.)

When you have the answer in mind, finding the problem becomes incredibly clear.

"If only your brother can use it, then what value does this thing have for me?"

"Uh, this..."

Han Sen didn't indulge him. A single indifferent glance from him froze Fokker in place, his fervor instantly freezing.

"What about the project report? What about the data from the simulation experiments? The scope of application and side effect assessment of the drug... all these things, whether they're important or not, should be handled by Dr. Genos."

"Come back to me when all the problems are solved and the PhD application is approved."

As they spoke, the "power of imagination" swept through their gazes, forcefully invading their connection.

Given the disparity in strength between the two, Fokko was imprinted with a mental code almost instantly, leaving him with no possibility of resistance.

For a moment, Fokker's optic nerves glazed over, but he immediately became timid, fearful, and repeatedly bowed in apology.

Obviously, if Han Sen is still not satisfied, he'll probably slap himself repeatedly and burst into tears the next second!

Chapter 149 Black Sperm: How about we rank them... Big Eyes: Ranking my ass.

The Monster Association, at the convention.

At this point, all the Dragon-level monsters had made their appearance, and the Monster Convention was drawing to a close.

Within the vast venue, the atmosphere subtly oscillated between fervor and repression.

On the throne, the Monster King "Orochi" stands like a silent mountain range; his mere existence is enough to choke all monsters.

Meanwhile, his double and advisor, "Big Eyes," took the lead, talking eloquently.

"...The above is the general strategic outline for our Monster Association for the foreseeable future!"

The voice of the Great Eye of the Dragon, filled with Dio-like energy, amplified through the telekinetic broadcast of the Dragon-level monster, carrying an air of authority as it reached the ears of the attending monsters: "Destroying the Hero Association is only our first step!"

"Next, we will completely rewrite the order of this planet and establish an ideal kingdom ruled by freaks!"

"Humans will become slaves to monsters, and the strong will be able to enjoy freedom at will. The future will belong entirely to monsters!"

Below, tens of thousands of low-level monsters roared wildly, their sound waves almost overturning the underground lair.

The reactions of the Dragon-level cadres who were qualified to attend meetings in the upper-level areas varied.

"Boqi" has been lying on the ground, sleeping until now.

The "Ugly President" picked his nose, his ugly face filled with idiocy.

If you put it into action, it would be incredibly enthusiastic, but when it comes to the future and ideals...

Sorry, its dictionary doesn't contain that many complicated things.

Gums remained expressionless as always, seemingly uninterested in any complicated topics.

Of course, it's not its fault.

After all, this huge fleshy ball with a mouth doesn't even have a face, so it naturally can't have a normal expression.

"Meow Meow" yawned countless times while Big Eyes was speaking, occasionally sticking out its tongue to lick the pads of its paws, or rubbing its paws against the rock wall until sparks flew.

The feline, with its innocent yet menacing gaze, darted about in every corner, seemingly searching for prey to toy with.

"Hero" crossed his muscular arms, closed his eyes to rest, and remained noncommittal to Big Eyes' long-winded discourse.

It would be more than happy to be a henchman, but the dignity of a martial artist makes it instinctively despise this kind of power struggle.

The newly joined "Homeless Emperor" found a corner to observe coldly. Firstly, he was not familiar with these weirdos, and secondly, before becoming a weirdo, he almost fell into a low point in his life due to inappropriate social interactions, and even prepared to commit suicide.

Although he gained the favor of the gods by a stroke of luck and became a Dragon-level monster, he has not yet completely recovered from the previous scandal and is extremely disgusted by such things.

Among the many Dragon-level officers, only the seemingly most inconspicuous short, black humanoid creature wore an extremely bored expression.

"Black Sperm" had somehow jumped onto a railing, crossed his arms, and pouted with a bored expression. In the dull atmosphere as the conference was about to end, he couldn't help but speak up.

"I said, Big Eyes."

Black Sperm casually raised his head, grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth: "The Monster Association has more and more Dragon-level executives, not much fewer than those self-proclaimed S-class guys in the Hero Association, right?"

"Don't they have some kind of ranking system over there? It sounds interesting."

It looked around, its gaze sweeping over Hero, Meow Meow, and even Pochi who was resting with his eyes closed, before finally looking mischievously at Big Eyes.

"Should we put together a ranking system for our Monster Association too?"

The large, bright eye turned towards the black elf, its voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

Black Sperm chuckled and pointed to his dragon-level colleagues around him.

"That's right! Humans have rankings for their S-class heroes, so why shouldn't we?"

"The rules are simple: just have a fight, right? Whoever stands the last one standing is the strongest!"

"When the time comes, we'll find that S-class number one Blast and show him who the real world's strongest is!"

Black Sperm's words were loaded with meaning, and his intention to stir up trouble couldn't be clearer.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire venue changed instantly.

The once harmonious group of Dragon-level officers now exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, making Sykes, who was in the secret room, throb with excitement.

Monsters are creatures that worship absolute violence. Although they look different, they are all terrifying bastards who kill without blinking an eye.

With these guys all together, who wouldn't want to be the boss?

Blackseer's suggestion merely revealed a corner of their deepest, repressed desires.

Sykes knew all too well that the current stability was hard-won; if they really went to war as Black Sperm suggested, what kind of bloody ranking game would they be playing...

After a series of infighting, the number of Dragon-level cadres that were painstakingly assembled will probably be very small, with only a few remaining.

"Rankings and such are completely unnecessary!"

His single, piercing eye swept over all the eager Dragon-level cadres, and his emphasizing tone, imbued with a touch of mental pressure from his telekinetic powers, exuded authority.

"I have my own judgment on everyone's abilities."

"I will arrange you in the most suitable positions based on each person's characteristics, so as to establish an absolute advantage over S-class heroes."

"What you need to do is not fight amongst yourselves. Whether it's sabotage, assassination, or outright crushing, do what you do best, and the Hero Association will be powerless to resist!"

"Tch... boring," Black Sperm said dismissively, his attempt to provoke Black Sperm had failed. He simply crossed his arms and said with a hint of boredom, "So many powerful monsters gathered together, and they can't even have a fight. It's utterly boring."

Sykes: "..."

She decided to ignore this eccentric guy and prepared to announce the end of the conference.

As for the absent "Insect God," we can settle accounts with him later in the fall.

However, at that moment, an untimely sound of footsteps came from the shadows at the entrance of the venue.

Da da da……

Amidst the unhurried footsteps, a strange figure, covered entirely in a pitch-black, menacing carapace and resembling a humanoid insect, slowly emerged from the darkness.

Han Sen glanced around the venue.

Although he hadn't actually arrived in person, he was fully aware of the progress of the Monster Assembly through his network of light and shadow clones.

—Since the final act, the Black Sperm, failed to cause any trouble, I'll take over the grand finale.

He ignored the various gazes directed at him, and did not go to meet up with his nominal subordinates, the "phoenix man".

He walked straight through the crowded throng of strange people, onto the empty central square, and headed towards the enormous throne that exuded a terrifying aura.

Upon seeing that tall, armored figure in black, the eccentric princess "Nu S," dressed as scantily as ever, raised an eyebrow in the audience seats of the upper echelons of the venue.

She had longed for the Insect God for a long time.

I even sent someone to the Insect God Temple before, but this bastard just ignored it.

Now that she finally saw it, her seductive eyes, like silk, seemed to be overflowing with tears.

Seemingly sensing the burning gaze above him, Han Sen looked up and met Nu S's eyes.

The mental portraits of the other person read by the "Power of Imagination" were all indescribable SM scenes, and Han Sen couldn't help but curl his lips.

Another little bitch lusting after me, ugh! You're disgusting!

Chapter 150 Loyalty

Almost the instant Han Sen appeared, "Big Eyes" locked onto him with the precision of a searchlight.

Upon discovering that it was still flirting with the freak princess "Nu S", a flash of anger first appeared in its bloodshot single eye, which then turned into a cold scrutiny.

“‘Insect God’,” the voice with its large, piercing eyes carried an undisguised question, “I thought you had already defected.”

In an instant, gloating, curious, and contemptuous gazes focused on Han Sen from all directions.

This guy is late, and he even dares to make Lord Big Eyes angry?

I am simply tired of living!

Among the Dragon-level cadres, the person at the head of the "Centipede Senior" group, who represented the "Centipede Elder" at the meeting, showed a hint of curiosity.

Strictly speaking, arthropods are not insects, but in the Monster Association's classification, they are generally categorized as insectoid monsters.

Senior Centipede had long heard of Insect God, who was practically one of his own.