Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 127:



Despite their reluctance, Walton and the remaining team members couldn't object. They obediently collected the tiger's body tissues from the ground.

During this process, they gathered a significant amount of blood and flesh, but they didn't find any symbiote tissues. It was unclear whether the tiger had been cautious and not left any behind.

Two hours later, they arrived at Base 6.

The samples from Cannonball's body were immediately handed over to the researchers.

Quickly, the laboratory bustled with scientists in white lab coats.

As evening approached, a tall, black-suited middle-aged man with a thick beard strode into the pristine lab.

His gaze settled on an elderly man with a head full of white hair. "Dr. Amuti, how are the studies progressing?"

Dr. Amuti, peering into a microscope, responded with a mix of astonishment and excitement, "You wouldn't believe what I've discovered."

"It's truly remarkable. Observing the tiger's tissues, I found tiny traces of golden blood." "This golden blood carries an incredible amount of energy. It seems to be the source of the mutated symbiote's power and uniqueness."

"Golden blood?" The head of Base 6, Phil, looked both surprised and intrigued.

In an instant, he made a connection. "Is it the blood of that Messiah?" Phil asked, astonished.

Dr. Amuti paused thoughtfully before replying, "I believe so."

"This golden blood is exceptionally unique. The structure of its cells is not only incredibly stable and complex but also highly corrosive."

He continued, almost rambling in his excitement, "Its strength surpasses anything I've seen. It doesn't resemble human blood or even mutant blood. It's like the blood of a god!"

"And this golden blood might have been diluted. I can't even imagine how powerful and miraculous the original blood would be."

Phil, the base head, frowned and asked, "Can you extract anything useful from it?"

At this point, Dr. Amuti's attractive assistant interjected, "It's difficult. The blood is extremely stable and complex."

She paused before making a bold suggestion, "However, we could try separating the golden blood from regular blood and injecting it into animals or humans to observe the effects."

Phil's eyes lit up at this idea. "You should try it. Whether it's animals or death row inmates, just let me know."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Dr. Amuti and his assistant nodded and began preparing for the separation experiment.

Time flew by, and by the following afternoon, Phil was staring in amazement at a glass vial in his hand.

Inside the transparent vial was a clear liquid with a tiny golden speck floating within- separated golden blood.

Holding the vial carefully, Phil joined Dr. Amuti and others behind a glass wall.

Inside the lab, an experiment was underway.

A disheveled, white-haired prisoner was strapped to a white examination table, his head and limbs restrained. He struggled and shouted in fear, "What are you going to do to me? Let me go!"

Phil and the others ignored his pleas.

Phil handed the vial to the researcher, who promptly extracted the blood with a syringe and injected it into the prisoner's body, despite his protests.

The researcher then left the lab, which was immediately sealed.

Dr. Amuti and the others watched expectantly.

Suddenly, the prisoner convulsed, his face contorted in pain.

"What did you do to me?" he screamed, "It hurts!"

Blood began oozing from his body.

With a final, agonized scream, a massive blood mist erupted from him, and he passed out, convulsing until his heart stopped.

Phil was stunned. "Just a tiny bit of blood, and he couldn't handle it?"

Despite this initial failure, they pressed on, conducting more experiments.

Elderly people, children, pregnant women...

Days passed, and after countless attempts, they found no success.

"Is Messiah's blood really this terrifying?" Phil murmured.

Both he and Dr. Amuti were frustrated but had no solutions.

While they conducted these experiments, Syd was listening to the sound of another system prompt in his mind.

[Ability: Black Particle (0/2000) Level 4]

"Finally, level four..." Syd sighed in relief.

Feeling the substantial changes in his internal energy, he began testing his abilities.

[Black Particle Experience +1]

A head-sized black wave emerged from his right hand and shot out.

Seeing the increased range, Syd was pleasantly surprised.

From an original range of 25 meters, it had increased to over 50 meters.

"I wonder about the power..." Syd mused.

Unfortunately, he had no target to test on, but he felt the power must have significantly increased.

Additionally, he noticed a considerable increase in his internal energy.

After waiting for a while and fully restoring his internal energy, Syd ran a simple test.

He discovered that with his current energy, he could use level three abilities around 220 times, but level four abilities only about 120 times.

Syd frowned. His energy was still too limited. If he faced another barrage of missiles, he wasn't sure he could withstand it.

Thinking of energy, he turned his attention to the experience bar for floating flight.