Chapter 1854 - Untalented (1) (1/2)

”I can't believe I didn't think of this…” Dyon mumbled. ”I've been trying to make normal beasts with DNA stronger even though they don't have the potential to sustain it. But, if I made their 'basic units' stronger instead, I would have long since had the breakthrough I'm looking for!”

In that moment, as Dyon was finding a new path to success, the remaining groups of researchers who had yet to have their minds read by Little Lyla were suddenly looking toward the pink haired beauty with feverish gazes.

It was almost like they were pleading… Pleading Lyla to hurry up and say their research out loud so they could experience the same breakthrough the others were due to Dyon's words. Please… Hurry!

They were almost starving for it, starving for Dyon's world. This world of his… They wanted to go to it.

”This is Researcher Obrien. He's researching what he calls the 'building blocks of life', he describes them as the 'fundamental units of all that exists'. He theorizes that by taking control of these elements, with enough energy, it's possible to recreate any ore in existence, even long since extinct ones.”

Dyon almost chuckled at the sight of Obrien turning his eyes toward him. It was almost like a child asking for a toy. In the end, he decided to stop addressing Lyla, it seemed his little scheme had worked.

”In my world these building blocks were once known as atoms. It was later that we decided that even atoms had their own individual parts and that, even further than that, the protons, neutrons and electrons that made up atoms had an even more basic building block as well… called quarks.

”The issue is that their strengths are incredibly difficult to grasp. My world was only just beginning to grasp this ability before it was destroyed. In fact, I have access to miniaturization technology that was able to construct and deconstruct based on these blocks. Why don't you just ask me what you want to know.”

Obrien blushed, but in the end, the love for his research was too strong.

”I've been working all of my life to try and isolate these building blocks, but they never seem to act in the way I want. No… It seems as though the function completely differently depending on whether I'm observing them or not.”

Dyon smiled. ”Your answer can be summed up in a single word…”

Obrien's fists clenched tightly as he stared at Dyon more fervently than a man seeing a beautiful woman for the first time in centuries. Can all of his troubles really be solved with one word? It seemed hard to believe.

”Probability.”

Obrien nearly collapsed where he stood. The single word was so fierce that he began to weep just like Ton, Curie and Kline before him. By now, even Lyla, Zaire, Amphorae and Granny Celest were stunned. Was this really the same group of people? What was happening?