"Okay, Mousse, you just need to be more attentive. They are our future. You're aware of the conditions they require for knowledge transfer; at the very least, their physical strength should match up."
"Yes, sir."
Kriptonian knowledge isn't like Earth knowledge. It's not advisable to casually instill it in a person. Aside from the potential harm, it can also affect a person's overall development.
Krypton's infusion technology is conditional. You need to be either 12 years old or meet specific physical strength requirements. Without meeting these conditions, injecting it is considered illegal.
What's crucial is that once the indoctrination is accepted, all knowledge becomes instinctive, especially for Kryptonians in the battle template.
"But I can't wait for 12 years. It seems I'll have to concentrate on their physical training."
"More sun exposure, yes, and accelerate the research on the T virus."
If it weren't for the research necessity, he'd prefer to bask in the sun all day. The feeling of relief is far more comforting than any other means.
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"So, that's how it works. If that's the case, it seems I can administer the T virus now."
Varion tested the T virus with his own genes, and the results were promising. It appeared he didn't integrate the T virus but instead used it to enhance his own body.
No further procedures were needed. Just a direct injection.
He had previously injected the R-1 type potion, making his physical enhancements surpass Andre Carlos and others, as his initial level was higher.
Now, all it would take is a T virus injection.
But according to his estimate, he only had one chance. In other words, he had just one opportunity to inject the T virus; the second attempt would no longer have any effect or change on him. Immunity, that's how it goes.
"It's somewhat like Doomsday!"
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger, it's just so illogical.
"Mousse, I'll leave the base to you. I need to conduct an experiment."
"Understood, sir."
At the sub-base, on the scientific research vessel.
He held a vial of the blue serum. This substance was the T virus. The brilliant blue hue could easily spell doom and even cause an individual to evolve.
"Sir, I must remind you that if anything goes wrong, there may be no future."
"Don't worry, Mousse. I've done the calculations. Nothing will go wrong."
Squirt... The serum was directly injected into his body, and a brief cold sensation passed through him. The scientific research vessel was bathed in sunlight drawn from the ground, and it was absorbed by the Kryptonian children at this facility.
At this moment, they couldn't feel the energy in the sunlight.
The energy was being absorbed into Varion's body, gradually transforming him.
"Sir, are you all right?"
Varion closed his eyes in contemplation, "Mousse, I think I should have injected the T virus earlier. In truth, I overestimated it and underestimated the Kryptonians' genetic potential."
It wasn't the T-virus that was assaulting him, but Varion was taking control, purging it when it proved useless.
"I feel myself growing stronger, albeit gradually. It's different."
Varion discarded the needle, and it floated up on its own.
"Sir, you've succeeded, although this Ability may be a bit weak."
Mousse's tone seemed almost disapproving.
"Alright, Mousse, this is a newly developed Ability and is more suitable for me at the moment. Arrange for the other Kryptonians to use the R-2 evolution potion as soon as possible."
"Understood, sir."
The R-2 type was an extension of the R-1 type, theoretically superior in every way, with a more robust body. However, the physical requirements for R-2 were higher, making it accessible only to those previously injected with R-1.
Upon injection, the recipients would truly become distinct from ordinary humans, essentially a new kind of human.
For Kryptonians, this medicine would accelerate their physical development rather than fundamentally transform them.
"The Kryptonian DNA has been honed over hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. They don't need to harvest genes from others for optimization; they can enhance themselves."
It was, in essence, a blueprint for a perfect species.
"Mousse, how's the global nuclear disarmament program progressing?"
"Sir, it's at 50% completion. Some regions are cut off from internet connectivity, making it difficult to contact them."
"In that case, take over wherever we can connect and expedite the process."
"Of course, sir."
Nuclear weapons remained valuable assets. Mastering such a formidable weapon might be the key to their security in this world.
Varion mused, "I regret only bringing the Scientific Research Number with me. If I had a Star Destroyer, I wouldn't appear so vulnerable."
Even in pre-nuclear civilizations, they had to maintain a strong stance. Varion contemplated the future: what would happen when they encountered interstellar civilizations?
"Moreover, Wesker's test of the base guarantees future actions. Wesker is unlike others; he's dangerous, inquisitive, and assertive. He'll surely return."
"Perhaps the next encounter will escalate into a full-blown conflict."
Varion contemplated whether to help the humans in this world? But He quickly dismissed the notion, understanding that human beings, once they felt secure, often bit the hand that fed them.
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