35 Genomic Notes (1/2)

The amount of liquid in each bottle wasn't much.

Hence, 41 bottles only amounted to a small bag.

Feng Lin successfully carried them on him without drawing any attention onto himself.

When he arrived home, it was already late at night.

Feng Lin's parents had been busy for the entire day and had already gone to sleep with his younger brother and sister.

Feng Lin slowed down his movements, not alarming them as he quietly returned to his own dark room. Even after settling down a bit, he didn't drink the potion of life immediately.

That was because he had yet to digest the Green God Type-3 nutrient medicine he took earlier.

If he were to take in too much nutrients at one go, it would be bad for his digestion.

Instead, he opened up the genetic researcher's research notes and started reading it.

This was already the Interstellar Era, and the notes would definitely not be left in the outdated manner of handwritten notes. Instead, it was a recording that was stored in a microchip.

The microchip revealed a resplendent glow and a three-dimensional projection. A human figure wearing white robes was standing in a room that was similar to that of a chemistry laboratory. He was holding test tubes in his hands as if he was trying to concoct something.

The blood-red liquid released seething heat that felt like magma.

Boom!

Suddenly, an explosion rang out. No one knew what went wrong and the medicine suddenly exploded, causing the test tubes to be blasted into smithereens.

The man in white robes seemed to have expected this and dodged agilely, not receiving any harm.

However, he couldn't conceal the disappointment on his face. He looked toward the camera and slowly said, ”Today is A.C. Year 9982 (Astronomic Calendar), date: 17 March. The bubbling blood nutrient medicine's concoction has failed again! I can no longer remember how many times I've failed at this. Was it 100 times? 300 times? 1,000 times? I've become a little numb. Regardless, I must continue on. Only by successfully concocting the bubbling blood nutrient medicine would I then be able to become a true geneticist. This is my dream. I can't give up...”

The man started becoming busy as he gave the commentary. He kept concocting that red-colored medicine, then failing repeatedly. However, he was unwilling to give up.

The scenes kept on flashing by. They were all recordings of him researching genomics.

Feng Lin watched the recordings seriously and got a general gist of some situations concerning geneticists.

Geneticists dived deep into the research of genomic theories. They would use them as a foundation to create and develop genetic-related cultivation resources, which then could be split into many types of domains.

Some geneticists specialized in concocting medicine that supplemented cultivation, and they were known as genetic pharmacists. There were those who developed genetic-suits that integrated with human genetics to unleash their prowess. These people were known as genetic armorers...

Although they were all geneticists, the difference in their domains was huge.

The person was called ”Ayros Lincoln”. He was a researcher in the area of genetic medicine, and his specialization was in concoction.

Medicine, treasures, genetic-suits, martial arts... All these cultivation resources were segregated into different tiers, namely the low-tier, mid-tier, high-tier, and supreme-tier.

Only those who could at least concoct low-tier medicine could be considered real geneticists. The bubbling blood nutrient medicine was one of them.

After taking this medicine, the user's blood would boil and the medicinal effect would arouse the potential of one's genetics instantly, unleashing a battle prowess that was over their usual by 50%.

The drawback was that the medicinal effect could only be sustained for one hour. Thereafter, it would make the person suffer a great loss in their vital energy and blood, entering a period of weakness for one whole month. It shouldn't be used until the critical moment.

Despite so, the demand for the bubbling blood nutrient medicine amongst cultivators was still higher than the supply for it.

With a medicine like this, it would be as if a person had gained one more additional life in critical times. Who wouldn't want it?

The potion of life that Feng Lin had bought was clearly a potion without any grade. It was just a byproduct when genetic pharmacists concocted a mid-tier medicine known as the God's Blood.

At the sight of this, Feng Lin was increasingly certain in his thoughts of wanting to become a geneticist.

Just a byproduct alone would have such a high value. If he could create a real genetic medicine, its worth would be simply unimaginable.

There were a lot of contents in this set of notes, and the most valuable of them all were the three types of genetic medicine recorded on it—the bubbling blood nutrient medicine, the toughening potion, and the transformation potion.

It was a pity that the price of the required equipment and ingredients for these genetic medicines were all too expensive. They weren't something that Feng Lin could afford.

Right now, Feng Lin was in a situation as if he had a treasure vault in possession but was unable to enter it. He could only feel extremely regretful.

He then took a closer look through the genomics notes and found a point that was extremely useful in it.

It was the key to consuming the potion of life.