Chapter 651 - Genetic Research (1/2)

Jiang Baimian had wondered if the Holm Fertility Center had a certain connection with the Northern Company prior to the expedition.

After all, Fan Wensi's vegetable son was most likely connected to two Buddhist Holy Lands—Long River City's United Steel Plant and Iron Mountain City's Second Food Company. As a volunteer, he was sent to a certain place in the north for treatment. This inevitably made one form the connection with the Northern Company that attended the 29th International Biotechnica Expo in Fakh.

Therefore, as another Buddhist Holy Land, it was only natural for the Holm Fertility Center to have a certain connection with the Northern Company.

Now, this guess was confirmed. Everything was slowly amalgamating in a certain direction.

Jiang Baimian perked up and sized up the Northern Company's vice-president, Oak, excitedly.

This person was more than 1.8 meters tall, with blond hair and blue eyes—a relatively commonly seen example of the Red River ethnicity.

Although he wore a smart suit and had a smile, Jiang Baimian felt that he resembled a researcher or technical personnel more than company management. This was a judgment made from minor details.

The small lock of hair behind Oak's head stubbornly propped up his head, the tie that didn't look well-folded, the relatively obvious pimple on the side of his face, and his hands that he fumbled to place somewhere indicated something.

Of course, Jiang Baimian didn't dare to claim that her guess was definitely right. What if the other party was suffering from a handover from a night of drinking before and had some endocrine problems? What if he couldn't tidy himself in the morning due to time and rushed off?

After memorizing Oak's slightly rugged appearance, Jiang Baimian sized up the man suspected to be the director of the Holm Fertility Center beside him.

This man appeared in more than ten photos, so Jiang Baimian made this judgment.

He was about four to five centimeters shorter than Oak. He was relatively fat and had light-yellow hair. He wore glasses made of thin metal. Be it the hair gel on his head or the watch on his wrist, they matched perfectly.

”Kikhov.” Jiang Baimian read his name softly.

There was also a row of people standing neatly behind Kikhov and Oak. On the left was clearly a famous employee of the Holm Fertility Center, and on the right was a representative of the Northern Company.

Unlike the Holm Fertility Center's row that was filled with people of Red River ethnicity, the representatives from the Northern Company included Ashlandics and Red Coasters. The former's number was no fewer than that of the Red River ethnicity.

This reminded Jiang Baimian of the introduction to the nine research institutes by Tarnan's lady boss, Aynor.

A research institute jointly established by the most powerful Ashlandic country and the most powerful Red River country before the Old World was destroyed. Its purpose was the future.

The members are of Red River ethnicity and Ashlandic. That matches… Jiang Baimian carefully examined these people.

None of them had their names labeled, so she could only memorize their looks.

At this moment, Long Yuehong had already overcome his embarrassment. He flipped through the books, photos, and pamphlets on the ground, hoping to find something noteworthy.

His eyes soon lit up when he saw the title of a pamphlet: Genetic Optimization for Certain Congenital Diseases in Pregnancy.

Isn't this common knowledge? Long Yuehong—who came from Pangu Biology—simply flipped through the pamphlet and searched for similar information.

Before long, he had a stack of books and pamphlets like 'The Effect of Genetic Optimization on Fetal Intelligence' and 'The Real Meaning of Early Genetic Optimization.'

If not for the fact that he was wearing the Blackmarsh Iron Snake bionic artificial intelligence armor and holding the Berserker assault rifle, Long Yuehong would've vaguely thought that he had returned to his childhood.

In that era, he often read such promotional material at his—paternal and maternal—grandfather and grandmother's homes.

This was Pangu Biology's effort to promote genetic enhancement. After everyone saw the results with their own eyes and experienced the benefits, such promotions gradually stopped.

However, Pangu Biology preferred to use the terms 'genetic enhancement.' The area represented by the Holm Fertility Center was accustomed to using 'optimization.'

There was no right or wrong between the two, just a different choice of words.

Long Yuehong straightened his body and informed his companions of his discovery. ”This fertility center also does genetic enhancement.”

Not far away from him, Shang Jianyao scoffed honestly. ”Before the Old World was destroyed, genetic enhancement was an inevitable development. Many key achievements were rather mature.”

This wasn't a domain that only Pangu Biology and the White Knights could enter.

After the Old World was destroyed, many large factions had consciously or unconsciously promoted the matter over the years. Many people treated genetic enhancement as a violation of natural selection with humanity intruding on forbidden zones reserved for deities. They believed that this was the root cause of the Old World's destruction and the Heartless disease outbreak. Therefore, the corresponding technology became taboo in most areas. There was a high chance that they would destroy any valuable information they excavated from city ruins.

Pangu Biology was happy to see this happen, as were First City's nobles.

After generations of optimization, feedback, and improvements, the current genetic enhancement technology grasped by Pangu Biology and the White Knights had long exceeded that of what the Old World possessed before its destruction.

Long Yuehong argued, ”I mean, we can't treat this place as a simple fertility center.”

”It's naturally not simple. It's also a Buddhist Holy Land!” Shang Jianyao said sincerely.

Long Yuehong chose to shut up.