In the days that followed, Lin Zichen ended class early every day.

At four in the afternoon, he would take Shen Qinghan to the swimming pool in the gymnasium to conduct research.

Unfortunately, after several days, there were no results.

He still couldn’t figure out why Shen Qinghan’s hands leaked water or how she could consciously control the leaking.

But neither of them was in a hurry. They both thought that with time, they would eventually find the answer.

* * *

A few more days passed.

Shen Qinghan’s hands recovered and no longer leaked water.

However, her inability to hold her pee remained the same as before.

At night, she still had to wear diapers, or else she’d likely have to wash the sheets the next morning.

As for whether she felt the same sensation as when her hands leaked water whenever she was desperate to pee, Lin Zichen learned from her that she still couldn’t feel anything.

* * *

Saturday morning, in the living room.

Lin Zichen finished breakfast and sat with his parents on the sofa, watching the morning news.

The news anchor was reporting a major accident involving a Gene Fuser who had lost control and mutated, causing massive casualties.

A third-stage Gene Fuser had suddenly lost the ability to suppress the Aberrant Beast genes inside his body and transformed right in the middle of a street.

His humanity vanished and his beastly instincts took over. He attacked everyone he saw, injuring over a hundred people and shocking the entire country.

‘Unable to suppress the Aberrant Beast genes and mutating into some inhuman monster? Good thing I have Survival of the Fittest—it lets me safely devour and gain any biological traits. Survival of the Fittest is practically a perfected version of Gene Fusion…’

Lin Zichen thought about it absentmindedly.

While he was deep in thought, the anchor finished recounting the event and the station aired a video clip.

In the video, two groups of people were arguing heatedly in a hall, nearly coming to blows.

One side represented the conservative faction that opposed Gene Fusion, while the other was the liberal faction supporting it.

The conservatives used the mutation incident as ammunition against their opponents.

They claimed that Gene Fusion was the wrong path.

They said that from all the ancient ruins and mythological tales, only monsters ever desired to take human form—never the other way around.

They argued that the human body held immense potential that, when properly developed, could evolve naturally into a higher life form.

They pointed out that the ancient inscriptions and mythic records of powerful humans and deities likely came from human self-evolution, not hybridization.

They suggested cutting funding for Gene Fusion research and redirecting it toward human potential studies.

The liberal faction countered aggressively.

They argued that the supposed ancient heroes and deities had never been proven to exist, so it made no sense to bet on unverified legends.

Even if those deities were real, many were depicted with bizarre forms—snake-bodied, three-headed, six-armed or four-faced—which supported the logic of Gene Fusion.

They asked, “If we abandon Gene Fusers, who will fight the Aberrant Beasts? You traditional martial artists who can’t even block bullets?”

They also pointed out that even Mechanical Modification relied on components made from Aberrant Beast materials—meaning humanity’s survival already depended on Gene Fusion.

The two sides shouted at each other so loudly that even through the television, their voices seemed deafening.

“I swear, these traditional martial artists are hopeless,” Lin Yansheng muttered, frowning, “They can’t protect the country from Aberrant Beasts yet still resist the development of Gene Fusion. What are they thinking?”

Zhang Wanxin replied, “Probably because Gene Fusers’ rise made them lose their social standing. They must be bitter about it.”

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Lin Yansheng nodded, “Still, Gene Fusion does have flaws. If the beast genes aren’t managed properly, one mutation can lead to a massacre.”

Zhang Wanxin waved a hand dismissively, “You’re worrying too much. As long as it’s done through official channels and properly maintained, mutations won’t happen. The government keeps tight control over it.”

Then she added, “Honestly, instead of worrying about mutations, people should be more concerned about reproduction. Most Gene Fusers lose fertility and if the preserved samples from before fusion go bad, humanity could go extinct.”

Lin Yansheng nodded, “That’s true. It’s better to save more beforehand—or better yet, just have kids before undergoing Gene Fusion.”

“Hey, the boy’s right here. Let’s not talk about that,” Zhang Wanxin said quickly, nudging him.

Hearing that, Lin Zichen tactfully excused himself and went upstairs to avoid the awkwardness.

He had already read about the fertility issue years ago.

Because of genetic mixing, 90% of Gene Fusers became infertile.

The remaining 10% who could still reproduce often had severely abnormal offspring—either frail and short-lived or physically grotesque.

Theoretically, however, if two Gene Fusers conceived, it was possible to produce a child who inherited only their strongest traits—a child prodigy.

But that was only theoretical.

In reality, Lin Zichen had never heard of such a case.

* * *

The next day, Sunday.

After finishing an intense morning workout in his room, Lin Zichen’s phone buzzed on his desk.

He picked it up and was delighted to see that his novel royalties for the second month had arrived—just over 120,000 yuan.

Including the first month’s payment, his total earnings now exceeded 210,000 yuan.

That was enough to buy 100 catties of Violent Eagle meat to devour and unlock its Compendium, gaining its biological attributes.

Soon after, Lin Zichen took his bank card and went to the mall.

He handed over some bottles and jars to the landlord uncle, who then used his card to purchase 100 catties of Violent Eagle meat.

A mall worker helped deliver it.

Lin Zichen retrieved his card, picked up the meat and found a secluded spot to begin devouring it.

[You have devoured the Life Origin of a large amount of "Violent Eagle"]

[Violent Eagle Compendium: 100%]

As the text appeared, a muscular hawk gradually materialized in the void, soaring over a sea of clouds.

Suddenly, it spotted prey and dove straight down from hundreds of meters above, plunging into the sea in less than a second.

When it rose again, a deep-blue squid dangled from its talons.

At the same moment, two more lines of text appeared in the void.

[You have successfully unlocked the Violent Eagle Compendium and obtained the biological attribute—Eye of the Sky]

[Eye of the Sky: Your field of vision and dynamic perception have greatly improved.]