Yesterday, I talked about my old life and shared a bit about my research into a theoretical serum. I left out some details because I wasn't too keen on revisiting something I had already tested but wasn't sure actually worked.
To get straight to the point, the serum was called the *Saiyan Gene*—yes, for obvious reasons. It was supposed to combine various animal genes to enhance human abilities. The idea was to mix the regenerative properties of certain tissues and muscles with genes from monkeys, gorillas, bears, lions, tigers, and cheetahs, each contributing specific traits:
- **Monkey**: Tail
- **Gorilla**: Muscle
- **Bear**: Strength
- **Lion**: Endurance
- **Tiger**: Pride
- **Cheetah**: Speed
I even considered adding a chameleon gene for camouflage, but that idea fell through because I couldn't afford to acquire the necessary samples. As for the other genes, I managed to get them under the pretense of "studying the differences between species first hand instead of relying on textbooks." That excuse stopped working when I failed to produce any reports or findings—much to my dad's disappointment.
And no, it's not like the scientific community was stopping me. It's not like I was trying to extract DNA from endangered species or anything. The *Saiyan Gene* was essentially a mishmash of different genetic materials, and I ended up forcing its creation with the help of my dad's connections. The gene was tested on rabbits, mice, and—sorry, dog lovers—a dog. I don't particularly like dogs, so I'll admit the dog was there because of me. As for the rabbit, I have no idea why it was included. Maybe the person who added it had a grudge against rabbits.
The experiments concluded that the serum didn't work—or at least, that's what the scientists claimed. Honestly, it felt like they just ran a half-hearted test and called it a day. My dad eventually put a stop to my "morally questionable" experiments, citing concerns about human genetic modification. But I didn't give up entirely. I shifted my focus to researching fictional serums, like the spider serum and the super-soldier serum, hoping to find something that could enhance strength and regeneration.
When I started university, I befriended some PhD students and professors to help me with my experiments. This time, the goal was to improve eyesight. I played a secondary role, mostly brainstorming ideas while they handled the actual testing. We developed several serums based on hawk, falcon, and eagle genes, but the process involved a lot of trials and paperwork. I also had the bright idea of adding the ability to change eye color, but that only worked for the first three patterns we tested. The eyesight enhancement part either didn't work or was somehow "locked," requiring some kind of key we didn't have. Still, we were happy that at least the pattern-changing aspect succeeded.
The seniors eventually handed the research over to me since since my part was the only one that worked. I was disappointed that the eyesight enhancer failed, so I secretly continued experimenting in my room. I managed to create a new serum using leftover chemicals from the previous experiments. This one was gold with silvery streaks, and it looked amazing. I even took pictures and recorded a video of myself taking it.
The taste, however, was another story. It was like a mixed fruit cocktail with a hint of tomato—absolutely terrible. I ended up throwing up an hour later. While cleaning up, I noticed something strange: my hair had turned pure gold, and my eyes had shifted to a silver-blue color. When I focused, they even changed further. But let's not dwell on that for now.
Moving on to more more recent events, I mentioned elves and beast-folk earlier. I'm still not sure if they're (a) people using magic to disguise themselves or (b) actual beings in disguise that I can somehow see through—maybe because I mean no harm or something like that.
Lately, I've also been noticing weird symbols that resemble hieroglyphs or seals, like the ones in Chinese, Japanese, or Korean novels. Speaking of novels, I've read a few Chinese ones with questionable content, where the main character's actions are often unjustified, yet the story treats them as heroic. It's frustrating to see characters labeled as "gods" or "godly" when their actions don't align with the actual definition of the word.
For those who don't know, the term *god* can mean:
1. A supernatural being considered the perfect, omnipotent, and omniscient creator and ruler of the universe.
2. A person of such superior qualities that they seem like a deity to others.
3. An object or concept worshipped as divine.
Similarly, *godly* means showing reverence for a deity or emanating from divine influence. It's important to use words correctly, especially when describing characters or concepts. As the saying goes, "To err is human," but let's at least try to get the basics right.
Anyway, my daily life has somehow turned into an impromptu class for people. Who knows? Maybe I'll end up becoming a teacher someday. For now, though, I'm exhausted. It's been a long day, and I'm ready to call it a night.
*Yawn*... Chris has been hit with a knockout spell. He tries to roll over to dodge, but it's futile. He's down for the count! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1—and he's out. The winner is Sleep. Zzz... Zzz...