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"Found it. The target has joined a company, but it's a private one. Here is the specific information about the company," a blond young man said as he took out a document.
The bald man looked at the physical document and immediately realized the severity of the problem. Upon opening it, he drew a sharp breath. "It's actually this company?"
"Yes, Supervisor. Anzhijie Service Company is one of the big three in the gray area. They often handle inconvenient matters for celebrities, politicians, and the wealthy, without actually touching the black market," the young man explained.
"What are you people even doing? When did the target start showing abnormal reactions?" Hearing this, a chill went down the supervisor's spine. No one knew who could be backing a company that did dirty work for politicians.
"The target's observation tier was the lowest. The medical checkup report from half a year ago showed no problems at all. In three more months, when he turns twenty, observation would have been completely abandoned. If it weren't for the missing monitoring data from his wristband, none of us would likely ever see any of his data again," the young man reasoned.
The bald man asked again, "What was the success rate of that batch of test subjects back then?"
"Zero. There wasn't a single successful case, though there was a 12.4% mortality rate," the young man replied, shaking his head.
The bald man looked at the virtual image of Yang Bo. With a tap of his finger, a series of data appeared, and he found that over fifty percent of the metrics were displayed in red.
His headache worsened. The red data indicated that the person's current behaviors and performances were completely different from before. As for the normal green data, it consisted of the wristband's monitoring data—heartbeat, pulse, and the like.
Only then did the young man add, "There is some good news. The target hasn't signed an official contract with Anzhijie yet. There is still one day left in his probationary period."
"Find a way to stop him from joining. Give me a plan as soon as possible," the bald supervisor immediately ordered.
"Yes, sir." The young man left right away to prepare.
The bald man carefully studied the virtual image of Yang Bo, then glanced at the glaring big data next to it, furrowing his brow deeply. According to the statistics, the target's average talking frequency per hour had decreased. Recently, it was almost zero, meaning he hardly spoke at all while inside his room.
"Something's wrong," the bald man murmured, watching Yang Bo work in silence.
Although Yang Bo had tidied up the room according to the Intelligent System's suggestions, he had completely ignored the carpet that the Intelligent System had warned him about more than five times as a potential hazard. He hadn't replaced it at all. This was abnormal—extremely abnormal.
The bald man carefully examined all of Yang Bo's current data but did not detect any trend of Genetic Evolution.
"Should we stage an accident, send him to the hospital, and get his complete data? Do the government-provided devices lack Energy Detection capabilities?" the bald man mused, stroking his chin. Because the equipment provided by the government was under strict supervision, it lacked the Energy Detection function.
Meanwhile, back at home, Yang Bo forced himself to calm down as he worked. Working for others in his previous life had been even more grueling; over time, he had grown numb to it. Now, he was adopting that exact same mentality.
After finishing his chores, Yang Bo brought over a chair and sat behind the floor-to-ceiling windows. He gazed up at the airport in the sky, which looked like a brilliant, dazzling ring.
His mind pondered what Wu Bin had said today. Just how dark was this world? What kind of creatures were hidden in the starry sky? As for the things Wu Bin had mentioned, Yang Bo didn't go online to search for them. The world he lived in during his previous life had been so backward, yet searching for certain things would still trigger the attention of specific agencies. It went without saying that it would be even worse here.
Yang Bo calculated in his mind, "Killing Ordinary animals gives +1, while this D-level strange fish gave +4. Does that mean Ordinary is 1, E-level is 2, D-level is 4, and C-level is 8, doubling each time?
"When should I test this out myself? Also, is this Transmigrator perk of mine incomplete, or have I simply not fully developed it?
"So, how do I develop my Transmigrator perk?
"And what's the deal with the Ancient Martial Sect regarding Genetic Evolution?
"I'll ask carefully tomorrow."
Burdened by his countless thoughts, he simply couldn't fall asleep.
The bald supervisor was equally sleepless. He looked at the submitted plan. Due to certain confidentiality reasons, many things on the bald man's end were handwritten on physical paper, as the internet would leave too many traces.
"This plan won't work," the bald man said, shaking his head as he looked at the young man.
Hearing this, the young man spoke up. "According to the big data, the target only likes video games and the actress Li Aiduo. His biggest wish is to buy a robot modeled after Li Aiduo.
"When it comes to gaming, the companies involved rank higher than ours. There's nothing we can do there. We can only start with this actress," the young man continued.
The bald man looked at the games Yang Bo liked. They were made by a subsidiary of a company ranked in the top ten across all of humanity. Just how powerful was this company? If any smart recording devices detected gameplay footage from this company, they would automatically pixelate it—otherwise, they could just wait for bankruptcy.
The bald man felt a headache coming on. This involved an entertainment company, which was far beyond his authority to handle. After pondering for a moment, he suggested, "How about we just stage a direct accident?"
"No problem, but the price will definitely be high.
"However, Supervisor, if something goes wrong, our department will bear primary responsibility. The previous plan, on the other hand, would require asking our superiors for instructions..." the young man said in a low voice.
Hearing this, the bald man's heart skipped a beat. The company was the company, and the employees were the employees. If something really happened, the company definitely wouldn't admit to it. In that case, he would probably become the scapegoat.
"Furthermore, Supervisor, the target showing abnormal behavior doesn't have much to do with us. But if the target gets into an accident and implicates the company, will those guys at the top make us take the fall?" the young man continued.
"I'll report it immediately," the bald man said, agreeing with the young man's assessment.
Yang Bo couldn't sleep in his own home. He had taken in far too much information today. Furthermore, this room no longer felt like a home; it felt like a prison cell.
The next day, Yang Bo arrived at the company looking somewhat exhausted. Wu Bin took him into a room, but not before having him take off his wristband first.
"How's your consideration going? I can lend you a sum of money to buy a house," Wu Bin asked straight to the point, observing Yang Bo's pale complexion.
"Brother Wu, I feel like what you said isn't entirely believable. You said those celebrities and politicians don't have Biological Chips. Are you telling me that none of those celebrities and politicians are Genetic Evolvers?" Yang Bo asked, rubbing his forehead.
Wu Bin shook his head. "Of course not. They are all very strong."
"Then how did they become Genetic Evolvers?" This was what Yang Bo really wanted to ask.
"Yang Bo, your line of thinking has fallen into a trap. Can't one simply use a Genetic Potion without needing a Biological Chip?" Wu Bin said with a chuckle.
Yang Bo was dumbfounded. How had he not thought of this?
"There are many ways for these people to become Genetic Evolvers. First is by using a Genetic Potion. Second is through Ancient Martial Arts. Third is by using certain Secret Techniques.
"We don't even need to talk about Genetic Evolution Potions. Those celebrities and politicians definitely use Genetic Potions manufactured by their own families."
"You can manufacture Genetic Potions yourself? Isn't that illegal?" Yang Bo asked.
"Manufacturing Genetic Potions isn't illegal. Manufacturing and selling them for profit is illegal. Furthermore, it's illegal if the Genetic Potion causes severe harm to others. However, making it yourself for personal use is not against the law," Wu Bin continued.