dkrc Chapter 1956 "Evolution" is not random mutation and natural selection; the "deprivati
Chapter 1956 "Evolution" is not random mutation and natural selection; the "deprivati
Chapter 1956 "Evolution" is not random mutation and natural selection; the "deprivation" and "gifting" of life
Beijiang, deep within the spiritual energy bureau, inside the laboratory.
Wang Ming stood quietly on the circular observation platform in the center of the laboratory, wearing a spotless white lab coat and glasses perched on his nose.
Information about Qin Tian, Xuanzhen, Chen Bing, Zhang Daolong, and the latest transformation of Yecheng's "sacred mountain" was rapidly flashing across the lens.
His expression was calm and unwavering, as if he were not reviewing the breakthroughs of five people at the same level, but rather something ordinary.
As the most special member of China's "first tier," Wang Ming never doubted that they would take this step sooner or later.
In fact, he understands them better than anyone else.
"They have great talent, but they haven't neglected hard work because of it."
"Your breakthroughs are perfectly normal."
Wang Ming's tone carried a pure sense of approval.
"Given this, the basic data is sufficient, a comparative reference system has been established, and the environmental disturbance factors are within an acceptable range."
"Then, it's time for me to move on to the next stage of 'self-iteration and upgrading'."
Wang Ming chuckled, took off his glasses, and placed them on the control panel beside him; then, without making any further movement, he simply made a thought.
"Buzz!"
The light in the laboratory changed instantly, and countless tiny, shimmering blue-white specks of light appeared in the air.
These points of light are like living spirits, or like creations manifested in the microscopic world, their forms constantly changing.
Sometimes it resembles a butterfly fluttering its wings, sometimes a swimming light fish, sometimes a rotating gear, and sometimes a spiral gene chain.
They were tiny and numerous, converging together like a river shimmering with starlight, emerging from every corner of the laboratory and swarming towards Wang Ming!
This is not a phenomenon caused by the spontaneous gathering of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but rather a reorganization of energy and matter triggered from within.
These "butterflies of light" and "energy fish" are essentially manifestations of Wang Ming's own "mechanical superpowers" in a highly materialized form, resonating with and manipulating the spiritual energy in the surrounding environment!
The light spot silently merged into Wang Ming's body without any earth-shattering noise, but the readings of all the monitoring instruments in the laboratory began to jump wildly.
His vital signs, energy, mental fluctuations, and even cellular activity indicators are undergoing a dramatic yet orderly transformation at a speed beyond conventional understanding!
Wang Ming's special ability is "mechanical control," a name that doesn't sound particularly remarkable.
However, in the early stages of the spiritual revival, he demonstrated a terrifying affinity and control over mechanical creations; but he did not embark on the path of "mechanical ascension" as many people imagined or expected.
Instead, he perfectly combined this superpower with his most powerful "weapon," his "brain."
Using his "mechanical superpowers" as a key, he unlocked the door to the microscopic world and delved into materials science, energy science, biology, information science, and especially life sciences.
He uses his control over his supernatural abilities to explore the essence of life.
He can use his supernatural abilities to "sense" and "intervene" cellular activity, neural signals, and energy metabolism with a precision comparable to the most advanced molecular machines.
It has even made groundbreaking progress in the field of gene editing.
In a sense, he himself is one of the pinnacle symbols of what humanity can achieve by combining extraordinary power with cutting-edge technology.
He also adhered to this concept in his "transformation" of himself.
He did not replace his limbs with mechanical prostheses, did not install an exoskeleton, and did not upload his brain to the cloud; his body, from the outside, is no different from that of an ordinary person.
But at the micro level, he has already completed "optimization" and "upgrade" that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
At this moment, as countless points of light merged in, the strange phenomena around him began to appear.
Beneath his skin, a faint blue light flickered and shimmered; deep within his eyes, streams of data flowed like a waterfall, as if they could directly analyze the world's underlying code.
He slowly raised one hand, his five fingers spread open.
No energy was emitted from the palm, but the surrounding air began to condense and deform, forming an incredibly complex sphere.
"Life is the most sophisticated 'machine' in the universe."
Wang Ming gazed at the energy sphere that was evolving on its own in his palm, seemingly containing infinite mysteries, and calmly stated his words as if expounding an axiom.
Genes are code, cells are factories, metabolism is energy circulation, and consciousness is the highest level of control system; so-called evolution is the continuous iteration and upgrading of this innate "life machine".
His loosely clenched hand slowly tightened.
Just as he closed his five fingers and touched the self-evolving ball of light in his palm.
Boom!!!
A powerful, penetrating roar that seemed to reach right to the soul suddenly erupted.
The ball of light was not crushed. Instead, as if the key to the final protocol had been activated, it suddenly collapsed inward into an infinitesimally small singularity. Then, indescribable, pure and extreme "light" and "information" burst forth from that singularity!
The light was neither scorching nor icy, but rather a translucent silvery-white, like liquid mercury mixed with the purest data stream, instantly filling the entire laboratory.
It penetrated the specially designed walls and dome without any hindrance, spreading outwards, towards the sky, and towards a wider area.
The clear night sky over Beijiang City was suddenly shrouded in a strange celestial phenomenon!
An endless "vortex nebula," composed of countless tiny silvery-white specks of light, gradually enveloped the sky.
These points of light are not static, but rather arranged according to a certain pattern, as if they possess a life of their own.
Sometimes it forms a massive three-dimensional geometric shape that covers the sky, sometimes it transforms into a flowing waterfall of data, and sometimes it resembles a magnificent image of cell division, gene helix, and neural network pulses magnified billions of times under a microscope!
At the same time, within a radius of hundreds of miles centered on Wang Ming's laboratory, all sophisticated electronic devices, psionic instruments, and communication networks were interfered with to varying degrees.
The screen flickered, displaying unreadable gibberish before returning to normal; the pointer of the psionic detector swung wildly, pointing to an impossible theoretical extreme value.
The wireless signal was interspersed with an ethereal and rhythmic hum, as if receiving a broadcast from an unknown location.
Inside the laboratory, the silvery-white light was so intense it was almost impenetrable.
In the light, Wang Ming's figure appeared and disappeared; his body was undergoing changes that were visible to the naked eye, yet beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
On the surface of his skin, fine, pale gold lines appeared; his bones emitted a soft hum as if metal were being forged under ultra-high pressure, their density and structure undergoing a fundamental reshaping, becoming more resilient and lighter.
His eyes transformed into two swirling silver vortexes, seemingly capable of devouring all light and information, yet also reflecting the most fundamental operating logic of all things in the world.
What's most peculiar is his body.
It is not a mechanically modified gear or bearing, but a self-"upgrade" carried out by flesh and blood under the guidance of life.
The functions of his internal organs were strengthened and integrated, his neural and sensory networks were highly integrated, and his thinking speed increased dramatically; the vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth transformed into countless thin silver streams of light, which flowed into every part of his body.
"Evolution is not random mutation and natural selection."
"It is not just about understanding the 'source code' and optimizing the 'hardware architecture'; it is an individual's will, a purposeful and directional recompilation of its own form of existence."
Wang Ming's voice rang out in the light, still calm, yet seemingly carrying multiple reverberations, as if countless versions of himself were speaking simultaneously.
As he uttered his last word, the "nebula" that filled the sky suddenly contracted, transforming into a towering, silvery-white pillar of light that pierced straight into the underground laboratory, completely merging with Wang Ming.
The silvery light in the laboratory was instantly absorbed into his body, and all the strange phenomena subsided.
Wang Ming remained standing in the same spot, wearing his white lab coat and glasses; outwardly, he looked no different from before, still the same calm and rational researcher.
But only he knew that behind those glasses, the world he saw was different.
"Version iteration complete."
The sixth superhuman to complete the "upgrade" of their life form has appeared.
imperial capital.
A figure sat quietly on a stone bench in the courtyard, gazing at an ancient cypress tree in the corner that had grown there for countless years, looking slightly lost in thought.
Among the top ranks of Chinese society, he is probably the least known.
Because his superpower did not grant him the immense power to move mountains and fill seas or burn the sky and boil rain, but it did grant him an even more terrifying ability—immortality.
Yes, that's his ability.
When he first awakened, it only meant "longevity," which significantly slowed down the aging of his cells and optimized his metabolism, resulting in a lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary people.
This is a skill that countless people dream of.
As the spiritual energy revival deepened, his supernatural ability itself also "grew," evolving from "longevity" to true "immortality."
It not only greatly extended his natural lifespan, but also awakened a derivative ability that can be described as miraculous.
The “deprivation” and “granting” of vitality.
He can sense and extract the life essence of other creatures, transform it through his own special abilities, and use it to nourish himself, make up for his losses, or give it to others to prolong their lives.
In theory, if he used this ability without restraint, coupled with a sufficiently large "life source," he could almost make those he cares about "immortal," or create a large number of long-lived beings.
This ability is undoubtedly terrifyingly powerful and dangerous enough to overturn the established order.
Therefore, once the superpower was confirmed by the highest level, it was subject to the strictest restrictions.
The old man had a long talk with him, and he still remembers the profound meaning in his words: if immortality is given away lightly, it is not a blessing, but a source of disaster; the value and order of life stem from its finiteness and irreversibility.
He was explicitly told that, except in extremely special circumstances, it was strictly forbidden to use it on anyone.
Therefore, although Chen Changsheng was ranked in the "first tier" and enjoyed a high status and resources, he rarely appeared in public.
He usually stayed by the old man's side.
Now, Chen Changsheng slowly closed his eyes and looked inward at himself; he could clearly feel that the life energy in his body had reached a certain critical point, and the harmony between his soul and superpowers had reached an unprecedented level.
That bottleneck leading to a higher level of life is as thin as a cicada's wing, within easy reach.
"Even if I break through to a higher level, how much use will my superpower be?"
A bitter smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's lips.
After breaking through this bottleneck, there will be a longer lifespan, a more powerful vitality, and perhaps a deeper understanding and control over the essence of "life".
But then what?
His combat power is almost at the bottom among those of the same level, and he can only rely on the enormous spiritual power within his body to perform some techniques.
While it is overwhelming for those with superpowers below the "first sequence," it is indeed scarce.
It's like a super support character with infinite health and infinite mana, but whose only attack skills are "normal attack" and "terrifying curse".
"Although I can practice cultivation techniques, I always feel that my body is somewhat resistant to doing so."
"It's as if I don't need any of those things at all."
Chen Changsheng said helplessly.
He had considered cultivating techniques and spells, such as the sword control techniques and magic of Mount Shu, but his body was resisting them.
Even if you manage to learn it, you'll subconsciously not want to use it.
It seems that all he needs to do is arbitrarily take other people's lives, without needing to learn those methods.
"Immortality. Deprivation and Granting."
With a slight thought, a ball of emerald green light containing boundless vitality appeared in his palm, within which seemed to flow images of growing grass and trees, blooming flowers, and crying cubs.
This is the purest life energy.
But the next moment, the emerald light gently shifted, transforming into a chilling gray, exuding an aura of desolation, the withering of all things, and the end of time.
This is the manifestation of the power to deprive people of their lives.
"Never mind."
Chen Changsheng shook his head, suppressing that faint desire.
Since the bottleneck has been reached, a breakthrough will come naturally, so let's just let nature take its course.
An increase in strength is always a good thing.
He released the last bit of constraint on that bottleneck.
Above the capital, an invisible "tide of life" began to surge.
The sunlight seemed to become more gentle, and an indescribable freshness filled the air. It was not the scent of flowers or grass, but the very essence of "life," pure and intoxicating.
Without any emerald green light, like the gentlest fireflies in spring, they quietly emerge from the void, rise gently from the depths of the earth, and naturally emanate from around every breathing living being.
They converged on the courtyard house, on the spot where Chen Changsheng was.
It flows across the sky, tinging the clouds with a faint glow of life; it brushes over the city, making the weathered exteriors of buildings seem more vibrant; it permeates the earth, causing dormant seeds to stir quietly in the darkness.
Chen Changsheng stood quietly in the courtyard, his eyes slightly closed.
His body seemed to have transformed into a bottomless black hole, or a spring gushing forth with boundless vitality, absorbing all the vast and powerful life energy.
Every cell in his body was rejoicing, emitting a symphony of life that only he could "hear".
His life form is undergoing a fundamental leap.
Lifespan? That has become a vague concept.
If his lifespan was previously measured in "ten thousand years" or "hundred thousand years," now his lifespan is extending to an even higher scale.
It's not that they won't die, but rather that the endpoint of "death" has been pushed to a future that seems unattainable to ordinary people and even many people with superpowers.