The baby could never be born.
"This is the consequence of tampering with human genos. Sophia was born a superhuman. She was naturally immune to various diseases, but it also ans that her body isn’t suited for reproduction since her birth."
"Much like a mule bred from a donkey and a horse. A mule is incapable of reproduction."
Sophia was the taphorical mule in question. It would be impossible for her to conceive a child, let alone a healthy one.
Geno editing was a bit like Pandora’s box. Once it was opened, the consequences that followed were unpredictable.
"This isn’t a trivial matter. It’s honestly terrifying. The scope of implications is very broad. Sophia was probably not their sole experintal subject. There must be an evil and terrifying organization that had everything planned."
Eason tapped on the table and continued, "We first learned about the genius selection, then learned about the missing teenagers. Serial killings along with dismbernt cases were thrown into the mix as well.
Looking back at this case concerning geno editing, everything seed unrelated. Who knew that they’d end up inter-relating to one another?"
Eason suddenly showed a remarkable shred of his intelligence.
Perhaps he had always been this smart.
It was just a pity that he figured it out a bit later than soone else.
Dexter had already found all of this out many years ago. He had everything plastered on the wall already.
I turned to look at Dexter. My gaze burned into him.
I wasn’t trying to reprimand him, but I just couldn’t understand why he refused to say anything at this mont.
"That’s right. The rich have long been conducting geno editing in secret to leave outstanding heirs in their place," Dexter’s voice was hoarse when he finally spoke up, "I’m actually a genetically modified person as well, but my situation is different from Sophia’s."
"She underwent the complete geno editing process, while I only underwent modifications in resisting hereditary diseases and so enhancents. My intelligence and physical fitness was enhanced, along with so genes related to bettering my facial features."
As soon as Dexter finished speaking, everyone stared at him.
So of the researchers’ eyes seed to have lit up.
Human desire was truly a terrifying thing to behold.
Since ancient tis, kings have tried to pursue immortality. It turned out that people were still doing it in the present day. Research on longevity, anti-aging, and ways to achieve eternal youth never ceased.
But such studies were against the principles of humanity. It was against the laws of nature. Even so, human desire to pursue immortality would undoubtedly persist till the end of tis.
"Andy never loved my mother. My mom was just a beautiful woman with perfect genes. She was chosen by my grandpa to bear a child for the Blacks. All she was to them was an egg donor, while
Andy was the sperm provider," Dexter said.
Andy was Dexter’s so-called biological father, as it seed.
Dexter chuckled coldly after saying that.
In plain terms, he was nothing but a product of surrogacy. He was much like an object, a commodity.
"My grandpa wanted to have a perfect heir, so as a genetically modified person, I was born in a laboratory in lovia," he continued.
Suddenly, I understood why Dexter stopped talking about the secrets he kept.
It was because each secret he kept hurt him. He was essentially stabbing himself by revealing his secrets.
"I was observed closely by researchers until I was eight years old. It was at that age when the Blacks had to take back. They signed a contract and everything."
"But they ended up backtracking because I was always silent and liked to be alone. Due to the geno editing, my brain developnt was abnormally delayed before the age of weight. I was a lot less intelligent than other eight year olds out there as well."
"Because of that, they considered as a failed experintal product. After they brought back to the country, they dumped at an orphanage." Dexter took a deep breath and looked at Eason with indifference.
He continued, "But they didn’t know that after the age of eight, my brain started to develop to a point where no normal person could even comprehend."
Then, Dexter pointed at his own temple. His voice was tinged with resentnt as he spoke.
He seed to believe that he himself was also a genetically modified monstrosity.
I probably knew everything about what happened next. Dexter’s exceptional talents suddenly flourished. He entered an advanced class as a teenager and rose to fa overnight. The Black family was thrilled to welco Dexter back during this ti.
Oh, how ironic! How terrible could human nature be?
"How about Simmy?" Eason asked anxiously.
Was Sion also a baby who underwent geno editing?
Dexter gazed at Eason and asked with a solemn tone, "Do you know why wealthy individuals invest in geno editing? They do so because they aspire for their children to beco the next Einstein or Rockefeller. But God’s creation of human beings is truly miraculous. Every so often, a natural genius erges to propel the world’s developnt... "
"Only God possesses the power to manipulate human genes. However, there are always individuals who dare to challenge this notion, foolishly believing that they can replace or even fabricate God Himself."
Dexter’s words were crystal clear. Sion was a natural genius, a one-in-a-billion prodigy from birth. Yet, he was changed due to human interference.
He was genetically superior and had been altered and improved based on his superior genetics. He was destined for success.
Dexter stared at the scientific researchers. "The woman who bore carries a quarter of Yowhayton ancestry. Genes can be passed down and inherited. This is the wonder of humanity and the horror of genetics. If it is not against the law, wouldn’t you desire your children to be born at the peak of their potential?"
Despite seeming absurd, this idea uncovered an important truth about human nature.
"Do you not desire for your child to be born a genius, possessing natural resistance against various diseases?"
The researchers remained silent.
"But this is uncontrollable. Despite the advantages, the risks of genetic mutation are too high. I can’t allow my children to take this risk," one of the researchers replied, shaking his head.
Dexter agreed. "So we must thoroughly investigate this matter."
Despite the challenges faced, it was crucial to uncover the truth. The entire organization should be completely dismantled and destroyed.
"I’ve been investigating these issues for six years, yet I’ve never truly reached their core. I underestimated the complexity of human nature and the horrors of power."
And also underestimated the intelligence of the mastermind.
Dexter had concluded long ago that the person who planned all of this was definitely not simple. Without a doubt, this individual was a brilliant genius, far surpassing Dexter’s intelligence.
"Who do you suspect?" Eason looked at Dexter nervously.
"Peter." Dexter grasped my hand and gazed at with determination.
He appeared to be assuring that he would help find out everything. He would always be there for , always protecting .
"But Peter might not be the true mastermind. I went to the asylum this ti not only to uncover Peter’s weaknesses but also to assess his true intentions. He is very ambitious and clever, but not
exceptionally intelligent." Peter was intelligent but could not ticulously strategize and craft intricate plans.
Eason agreed. "Then let’s start with him."
Dexter glanced over at Eason. "Regarding the serial murder case, all victims are far from innocent. The reason why this killer has attracted so much attention from society is that his underlying goal... must be to unveil the truth about geno editing."
"He wants us to wait and see. He’s provoking the mastermind behind this plan," said Dexter, his voice hoarse and low.
I was breathing heavily. From a certain perspective, the individual responsible for the serial murders could be seen as more of an adversary, a foe of the mastermind behind this sche.
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