mousepad-d2 Chapter 13 The Effects of Grade A Gene Agents!
Chapter 13 The Effects of Grade A Gene Agents!
After the news of the arrival of supplies from Great Xia came out, the live broadcast room in the United States remained silent for nearly five seconds.
Five seconds that felt like death.
The next moment, millions of Chinese netizens flooded into the live stream room of the United States with almost perfect speed.
Where is James, the guy who said Su Chen killed monsters based on luck?
[Marcus kills rats and distributes a bottle of water to 10,000 people; Su Chen digs a pit and distributes food to 1.4 billion people. What's that called again?]
[James, you bet that Su Chen would sink to the bottom in ten minutes! Are you still around? Come out and talk to me!]
……
The Lighthouse Country Studio.
James Hall stared intently at the notification of the manifested reward on the screen, his beer can empty, but he didn't reach for a new one.
The assistant host leaned closer, his voice barely audible, "James, the live chat..."
"I saw it."
"That bet... what you said before, that Su Chen would definitely sink within ten minutes..."
"I said I saw it!"
James abruptly tugged at his suit collar, turned to the camera, forced a professional smile, and awkwardly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Marcus's performance today was also quite solid!..."
The comment section exploded.
[Hahahaha, he got away!!!]
[They changed the subject faster than Su Shen dodged a trap!]
[James, you said you'd eat raw soda cans!! You said it yourself!!]
The deputy host spoke again in a low voice: "...Should we respond to the bet about eating a raw aluminum can?"
James' smile faltered, and his lips twitched.
"Marcus's current strategic plan is very clear..."
His speech became faster and faster, and the barrage of comments became denser and denser, making the atmosphere in the studio strangely lively.
In the Da Xia live stream room, Zhao Mingyuan picked up his teacup again and took a sip.
"Over there in the United States..." Lin Xiaotang glanced at the synchronized video feed.
"Just a clown." Zhao Mingyuan put the cup back. "Su Chen still has something he hasn't used."
On the screen, Su Chen took the Grade A gene enhancement serum out of the truck bed again and weighed it in his palm.
The syringe was a full circle thicker than the serum, and the dark green liquid gleamed faintly in the thick fog.
The chat in Da Xia's live stream room instantly went wild.
[Is Su Shen going to use that?!]
【Don't use it recklessly, Su Shen, it's something with unknown ingredients...】
[Shut upstairs, when has Su Shen's judgment ever been wrong?]
It's past midnight.
Lin Xiaotang glanced at the time and spoke softly to the camera, "Dear viewers, it's quite late now. Please take care of yourselves. Those who need rest can go to sleep now. The replay will be even more exciting tomorrow!"
The live chat exploded with comments.
[Sleep?! Sleep what?! Su Shen needs to use the potions from the A-grade supply box! Anyone who sleeps is a fool!]
[Sister Lin, you don't want to sleep either, you're just saying that casually, right?]
I've already downed three cups of coffee, one more, I have to stay up until dawn tonight!
Cultivators don't sleep!
My mom was telling me to go to sleep, so I locked my phone inside my bedroom door and she can't get in.
I was curled up in bed with the volume turned down to the lowest setting, and my wife thought I was asleep.
……
Zhao Mingyuan glanced down at the comments section, said nothing, and pushed his teacup a little further away.
Lin Xiaotang smiled helplessly and stopped trying to persuade her.
On the screen.
Su Chen examined the syringe from all angles.
The Grade A rating is two whole levels higher than the Grade D rating for repairing the tracks of a tricycle.
The information provided by the system had never misled him.
The fact that this medicine appeared in a Level A supply crate means it should be used.
Su Chen removed the protective cap from the needle.
Aim at the inside of your arm and press down.
The live stream footage was frozen in time.
Then Su Chen's entire right arm suddenly jolted.
It's not a spasm.
It was a vibration emanating from deep within his bones, extremely shallow, extremely fast, with a dense rhythm, like someone was playing marbles inside his bones, crackling and popping all the way from his shoulder to his fingertips.
He looked down at his hands.
The skin remained unchanged; the acid burn scars were still there.
But the pain disappeared.
It wasn't lessened, it disappeared completely, leaving not even a trace of dull pain.
The system panel pops up.
[The effects of the Grade A gene enhancement potion are being calculated...]
[Health points restored: 73 → 100.]
[Maximum HP permanently increased: 100 → 500.]
[Current Status: Visual Coverage +300%, Hearing Accuracy +400%, Tactile Sensitivity +350%, Strength +2000%, Constitution +2500%.]
Su Chen stared at the string of numbers, momentarily lost in thought.
The upper limit of life is five hundred.
He stood in the thick fog, looking up ahead.
The thick fog remained the same, grayish-white and heavy; normally, everything beyond three meters was a blur.
Now, he can see a dead tree trunk sticking out of the mud forty meters away.
The lines on the surface of the tree trunk are clear and distinct, like engravings.
He tilted his ear.
Deep in the swamp, something was moving, its steps heavy and slow, about two hundred meters away.
He didn't move at all, just stood there, as a massive amount of information flooded into his mind.
What the viewers in Da Xia's live stream saw was: Su Chen finished injecting the medicine, stood still for more than ten seconds.
No response?
[Wait! Something's not right! Look at Su Shen's status bar!! Health points!!]
[73→100!!! Fully restored!!!]
[The cap has increased!! The cap has increased!! 100 → 500!!! Five hundred!!!]
[I'm bad at math, what multiple of 100 is 500...? Five times!!!]
Zhao Mingyuan sat up abruptly in the studio, picked up his teacup, and took a big gulp.
"Five times the maximum health." He put down his cup, his voice deepening. "This means that even if we suffer more serious injuries later, with a base of 500 health points, the margin for error is increased by an order of magnitude."
Lin Xiaotang's notebook turned to a new page.
She looked up. "Professor Zhao, what does this mean?"
"That means he's in this fog." Zhao Mingyuan paused. "The biggest threat to him from the S-level disaster zone—visibility—is no longer an issue."
On the screen, Su Chen looked away and bent down to put the shovel back into the truck bed.
His movements were as swift as usual.
But everyone knew that in those ten seconds of stillness, he probably received and processed more information than they had seen all night.
In the US studio, James completely gave up the struggle.
He pushed away the third can of beer, leaned back in his chair, and stared intently at Su Chen's data bar, unable to utter a single word.
The deputy host leaned closer and whispered, "...Would you like to comment on the effects of the Grade A potion?"
James was silent for three seconds.
"don't want."
The Chinese pinyin in the bullet screen section has already taken up half of the space.
Su Chen climbed onto the tricycle and stepped onto the pedals.
He was going to wait for a sunrise.
The system intelligence says that a complete viewer of "Dawn Mist" will appear there, permanently enhancing their perception by 30%.
His perception is already very strong; what would be the effect if it were increased further?