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Just picking one at random is enough to make an ordinary person flustered, but he can handle multiple ones at the same time with ease."

At this point, the academician's tone carried a hint of emotion: "In contrast, the scene where he later barged into the governor's press conference and even used a heavy machine gun seemed rather unremarkable.

Those actions at most showed that he was bold, had sharp vision, strong physique, and good hand-eye coordination, but what truly shocked people was his nearly non-human information processing capability and reaction speed.

If injecting the 'X' enhancer can bring such a high improvement in physical qualities... I can hardly believe how significant a change this project might bring to human society in the future."

The academician's voice echoed through the conference room, the team members held their breath, eyes fixed intently on the screen.

Zhou Qingfeng in the video looked like a precision machine, every move precise and efficient, without the slightest excess.

The academician sighed deeply, "Why is that boy so special? What kind of changes have his brain and body undergone?"

Xiao Jinlang listened quietly to the academician's analysis, and after he finished, he slowly spoke, with a hint of tentative speculation in his tone:

"Perhaps… he had used the 'X' enhancer before, so he was so sure that he was that effective one percent."

"How is that possible?" The academician's voice suddenly raised, with evident anger. In his mind, a large amount of rebuttal based on professional reasons emerged instantly.

From the experimental data of the 'X' enhancer to the theoretical support from biology, every point was enough to negate Xiao Jinlang's speculation.

However, these rebuttal thoughts circled in his mind a few times and then gradually dissipated like mist.

The academician frowned deeply and fell into a brief silence.

He had to admit that although Xiao Jinlang's guess sounded absurd, it was currently the only reasonable hypothesis that could explain Zhou Qingfeng's abnormal performance.

"Maybe... you're right." The academician's voice lowered, carrying a hint of helplessness and confusion.

"But there are still too many questions in this. If possible, it would be best to ask that boy directly what is going on."

At this point, the academician's tone suddenly became serious and made a more specific request:

"I want that boy's gene sample. Clothes, toothbrush, things with skin flakes or hair follicles, anything will do. Of course, it's best if we can draw his blood."

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Jinlang was silent for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "I'll do my best."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Jinlang stood in the open field of the testing farm, his gaze directed towards the houses Zhou Qingfeng had once stayed in.

A few Mexican guards were stationed around the houses, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, clearly not allowing anyone to approach.

If it were just the guards, it would still be manageable. But the farm was also full of surveillance cameras, with specialized software recognizing those entering and exiting.

"This is trouble." Old Xiao's current status on the farm was awkward; before leaving, Zhou Qingfeng only said 'release' without mentioning how to deal with him. Sample from My Virtual Library Empire—read more on M&VLEMPY&R.

As a result, the farm's personnel were indifferent towards him, and getting into the core area was out of the question.

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On the other side, Monica was lying on the sofa in the duplex apartment of Yunding Mansion, enjoying the lazy afternoon sunlight.

The Department of Homeland Security's Dias suddenly called, asking her to find something with Zhou Qingfeng's gene.

"A cup he used, a condom, a cigarette butt, anything that can extract DNA. Remember, don't let anyone notice, and get it quickly."

Monica was perplexed, instinctively asking, "Gene? Are we using his gene to investigate a case? What's this got to do with the Department of Homeland Security?"

"Don't concern yourself with that." Dias' tone brooked no argument, "I have my sources to suggest that Victor's genes might be very special.

To verify this, I need his gene sample. This is an order, not a request."

Monica curled her lip; though filled with doubts, she still agreed, "Alright, I'll find a way."

After hanging up the phone, Monica looked around, her gaze falling on the trash can in the apartment.

The first thing she thought of was used condoms—after all, they are the most direct and easiest gene sample to obtain.

"Damn man, just won't submit to me." Monica cursed and felt very annoyed.

Zhou Qingfeng had no interest in her, and if it weren't for the cooperation relationship, he would've kicked her out of the apartment long ago.

However, Zhou Qingfeng was not the kind of puritanical, abstinent person; there must have been women who slept with him in the apartment.

"Selena must have." Monica had personally seen Zhou Qingfeng come out of the young girl's room early in the morning.

Selena was young, beautiful, and simple in character, but her relationship with Monica was terrible, and the two never spoke.

"And Helen, that teacher." Monica thought of another person.

Helen was a hidden operative arranged by the 'Tree of Justice' beside Zhou Qingfeng, but her tendency to be lovesick was a problem; it's hard to say whether she'd cooperate or not.

As for Kelly and Jennifer, they seemed to have mastered the art of playing hard to get, knowing that if they easily agreed to Zhou Qingfeng, they would seem cheap.

Therefore, they adopted a strategy of playing hard to get, passionate yet restrained, always keeping a subtle and ambiguous distance.

The sisters occasionally teased and offered small favors, but if Zhou Qingfeng didn't give a genuine commitment, they would never truly give in.