Knowing he had spoken out of turn, Octavian quickly tried to salvage the situation. "No problem, boss. Just give me three days, and I'll complete the cloning. Do you have any specific requirements?"
Bai Qi was quite satisfied with Octavian's perceptiveness and said, "I saw that you can add multiple different genes to a single person. I want you to add these two samples to the clone."
As he spoke, Bai Qi placed two blood samples on the table.
As someone who spent his days doing research, Octavian was most familiar with blood samples. Without the aid of any instruments, he could tell at a glance that these two samples were extraordinary. He tentatively asked, "Boss, can you tell me whose blood these samples are? It would be more convenient for me when conducting the cloning experiments. Of course, it's fine if it's inconvenient."
Bai Qi waved his hand and revealed the origin of the two blood samples.
Upon hearing Bai Qi's explanation, Octavian was stunned.
Superman's blood sample!
As the most powerful humanoid on Earth, Superman, known for his indestructible physique, Octavian had long wanted to create a clone of him.
However, as someone with an indestructible physique, Superman had rarely been injured and bled. Furthermore, the US government strictly controlled him, preventing any drop of Superman's blood from leaking out.
Without blood samples, cloning experiments could not be conducted.
Coupled with Superman's unique nature, no human genes on Earth could compare to his.
Since these blood samples were so difficult to obtain, how did Bai Qi manage to get them? He hadn't specifically sought out Superman for hundreds of rounds of battle to collect his blood samples.
The truth was quite simple. Bai Qi had obtained this blood sample from Cadmus Labs, and the donor of this blood sample was also a familiar old friend.
That's right, it was the bald, bald Lex Luthor, who had a love-hate relationship with Superman.
While it might be difficult for others, it was different for Lex Luthor. This guy spent his days thinking of ways to cause trouble for Superman, and his ability to obtain Superman's blood samples was first-rate.
Remember in Young Justice, Superboy, as a clone of Superman, had half his genes from Superman and the other half from Luthor. In a way, Superman was Superboy's mother.
Cadmus was also pushing forward with gene cloning projects, which included Superman's blood samples. Bai Qi simply found an excuse, caused a minor disturbance, and obtained the samples without anyone noticing.
As for the second blood sample, its origin was even more significant. It was Bai Qi's own blood.
This was demonic blood, filled with powerful magic. Compared to Superman's, this was even harder to acquire.
Octavian composed himself and said, "Boss, are you sure you want to integrate these two blood samples into this human girl's genes? If I may be so bold, even Superman's genes cannot be easily tolerated by ordinary genes. If something goes wrong, it could easily create a deformed monster, let alone your genes. Adding both genes could very well cause the gene chain to collapse directly."
Bai Qi raised his hand to stop Octavian. "I know this is difficult for you, but don't worry. You have ample time to complete this experiment. One year. I'll give you one year. During this year, all the resources of Umbrella and Kord will be diverted to you. All you need to do is hand over the finished product to me in one year. Remember, I want a complete human being who looks like a human." Su Dan Novel Network
Although Octavian knew that this task was difficult, or perhaps even impossible, since Bai Qi had said so, he could only nod reluctantly and say, "Alright, boss, I'll do my best."
Hearing Octavian's reply, Bai Qi nodded with satisfaction. After a few more words, he turned and left.
When Bai Qi reappeared, he was already in an ancient castle within the magic academy.
Several magic apprentices were startled by Bai Qi's sudden appearance. However, Bai Qi was still in human form. These apprentices, having never seen him before, assumed he was a student who had wandered in and were about to drive him away.
"All of you, stop!"
At this moment, a low roar came from afar. Then, Daolong, holding a magic staff, walked out from an unknown location.
Seeing Daolong, the apprentices immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.
Daolong looked furious and reprimanded in a low voice, "All of you, get out."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Daolong's anger was unconcealed. Seeing this, the apprentices dared not delay and quickly fled.
Once the apprentices had left, Daolong waved his staff, and an invisible magical force field opened, isolating the room from the outside.
"How is the preparation for the item I asked you to get?"
"Everything is ready."
As he spoke, Daolong took out a crystal ball from his embrace and offered it with both hands.
Bai Qi took the crystal ball and played with it for a moment before asking, "Is this what you prepared for me?"
"Yes. Inside this crystal ball are the souls of one hundred pure maidens, sealed with all their memories erased, as per your request."
Bai Qi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Good, you've done well. As a reward, I'll allow you to stay here and witness my completion of the subsequent magic ritual."
Daolong's eyes gleamed at Bai Qi's words.
For millennia, although many demonic magic arts had been passed down, they were merely scraps for demons. The truly core demonic magic arts were never displayed to outsiders.
From the moment Bai Qi had asked him to collect the souls of one hundred pure maidens, Daolong had guessed that the other party was likely about to perform some high-level soul-related magic.
Soul magic.
This was one of the rarest forms of magic. To personally witness a demon perform it was something even he had never dared to dream of.
Bai Qi ignored Daolong and took out the materials needed for the magic ritual one by one.
Seeing the materials laid out before him, Daolong's eyes gleamed again.
A complete unicorn horn, a cyclops eyeball the size of a watermelon, silk from a Man-Faced Spider over five hundred years old, a firestone emitting a scorching heat, and a froststone emitting extreme cold. There was even a feather that looked extraordinary at first glance, emitting a sacred aura.
Daolong swallowed. In ancient times, each of these items was astonishing. In the present day, they were extinct. Only a great demon like the Holy Lord could produce so many at once.
The items Bai Qi had taken out had a common characteristic: they were extreme. Either extremely yin or extremely yang.
Finally, Bai Qi took out a large jar of fresh dragon blood drawn from his own body.
Daolong consciously retreated to a corner, quietly watching Bai Qi make the final preparations before beginning the magic ritual.